Ji Shiting grabbed her wrist and said, âDonât be afraid.â
Ye Shengge bit her lips and mumbled, âSorry...â
âDonât blame yourself,â the man said. âYou canât hurt me. It can only mean one thing if you can hurt me. This is my choice.â
Ye Shengge blinked and said, âYou donât even remember. What makes you say that?â
âYe Shengge, I might have lost my memory, but my intelligence still remains.â He looked at her disdainfully. âI know what reasoning is.â
Ye Shenggeâs eyelashes fluttered.
She took a deep breath, calmed herself down and helped him remove the bandage.
Her hands trembled even more as she looked at the fresh wound on the manâs chest.
She had stabbed him with her own hands. If it had been a bit deeper, he mightâve died.
She couldnât breathe at that moment, and she was terrified.
âYe Shengge.â The man said. âYou caused this wound yourself.â
Ye Shengge looked up at him.
The man raised a hand and held her face. âBut Iâm still alive, and you canât bear to hurt me again, right?â
His words seemed to have a powerful force that made her calm down.
Thatâs right. She couldnât hurt him again.
Thus, she couldnât back down or be overwhelmed by guilt.
It was a wound she had caused herself, and she was being punished for it, but she didnât have to blame herself.
She bit her lips until she tasted blood.
Her hands were still shaking, but her eyes were firm.
Ji Shiting looked at her and his gaze softened.
After changing, Ye Shengge helped him cover his shirt and took a deep breath. âItâs done.â
âMm.â The manâs voice was hoarse. âYouâre very brave.â
Ye Shenggeâs eyelashes fluttered. At that moment, she almost suspected that the man had lured him here to let her face his wound. Had he really lost his memory?
Otherwise, why did he know what she was afraid of?
She couldnât help looking up at him. Perhaps it was because she was looking confused, but the man raised an eyebrow.
âJi Shiting, I...â She bit her lips and hesitated whether she should tell him that she was a split personality.
However, she was afraid that if he really lost his memory, would he still be interested in her after knowing the truth?
Ji Shiting didnât ask further and waited patiently.
However, Ye Shengge said, âDoes your wound still hurt...â
âItâs alright.â He smiled. âThis bit of pain is nothing.â
She nodded and said, âI... I should go.â
âThere wonât be anyone in my ward tonight.â The man sounded seductive. âDo you want to stay with me? Iâll ask Feng Jing to send you away tomorrow morning.â
Ye Shengge shook her head and said, âNo, no! Ji Shiting, we canât meet again!â
His eyes dimmed.
Ye Shengge blinked hard and forced back her tears.
The more she interacted with her, the more reluctant she felt. She was already selfish enough, and she couldnât continue being selfish.