Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 212 I only have you

Jiang Huai's preface's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Chi Feiwan.

Chi Feiwan understood, but if possible she didn't want to understand.

Jiang Huaixu said again: "Wanwan, I will take you back to your country later."

Chi Feiwan returned to his seat and sat down: "No, thank you, I will go back by myself."

"Wanwan, if something happens to you, I will be responsible."

"You are not responsible."

"Wanwan, you don't have the right to refuse."

Chi Feiwan looked at Jiang Huaixu, his expression gradually stiffened, he slowly raised his eyes, his face full of disbelief: "Jiang Huaixu, I always thought you had changed, but now I know it's not you who has changed, but I have never seen through you from the beginning to the end."

The tissue in Jiang Huaixu's hand slipped, and his pale and haggard face was completely exposed to Chi Feiwan's sight. He curled his lips, "I don't see through you either, but I know how to control you.

Wanwan, so are you obedient?"

After they finished their breakfast, they set off for the airport.

Along the way, Jiang Huaixu leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed, while Chi Feiwan quietly looked at the scenery outside the window.

When they arrived at the airport, Jiang Huaixu got out of the car first and opened the door for Chi Feiwan.

"We're here, get off the car." Jiang Huaixu's tone was calm, as if the quarrel in the morning had never happened.

"Jiang Huaixu, this is the last time we meet. I will never come abroad again." Chi Feiwan got off the car expressionlessly and walked towards the waiting room carrying his luggage.

Jiang Huaixu followed her silently, looking at her back, took off his mask, and touched the scar on her lips with his fingertips.

Chi Feiwan didn't even notice the scar on his lip today.

Jiang Huaixu didn't turn around and leave until Chi Feiwan passed security and entered the waiting room.

Wanwan, I also hope that you will never come to New York again.

You are the prey, and there is a hunter in the dark watching you.

He took out his cell phone and made a missed call.

The other end spoke first: "You can't bear to leave."

Jiang Huaixu clenched his fists: "There's nothing to be reluctant about. It's still early."

The person on the other end of the phone sneered, "The sooner our cooperation is completed, the better it will be for you. Are you really willing to let someone who originally belonged to you belong to someone else?"

Jiang Huaixu's face turned gloomy, "Since we are in a cooperative relationship, please respect my ideas."

"You should have brought her to me today."

"See you, you won't help her."

"Jiang Huaixu, whether our previous cooperation can proceed smoothly depends on whether you can bear to part with her. If you can't bear to part with her, I will use my own method."

As if he was being pushed into a corner, he said, "I just can't bear to part with it! Once she loses that thing, her life will be in danger. Before I finish my studies, it will be difficult for me to be distracted to protect her.

I wonder if Master Chi has ever heard of the saying that even a rabbit will bite when it is cornered.

We are a partnership, that’s all.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

*

Chi Feiwan was feeling groggy on the plane. Even though Song Jinan came to pick her up after getting off the plane, she couldn't muster any energy.

Song Jinan held her hand and asked Chi Feiwan with concern: "What's wrong, Wanwan?"

Seeing the person he loved the most, Chi Feiwan could no longer hold back his long-suppressed emotions.

"An'an, I'm sorry..." Chi Feiwan hugged Song Jin'an, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Song Jinan patted her back gently, "It's okay, Wanwan."

Chi Feiwan raised his head and looked at Song Jinan, "Anan, you are the only one I have..."

She did not tell Song Jinan what exactly happened, but simply expressed her mood and feelings.

However, Song Jinan knew very well that Chi Feiwan did not need someone who could understand her at this moment. What she needed more was someone she could talk to, a place where she could vent her emotions.

So, he chose to listen silently, without asking the reason or saying a word of comfort.

Because he knew that for Chi Feiwan, listening was the best comfort at this moment.

Song Jinan wiped away her tears and said, "Well, I will always be with you."

Chi Feiwan leaned on Song Jinan's shoulder and closed his eyes slightly.

In the evening, Song Jinan carried Chi Feiwan back to the hospital.

There was a small bed in the ward. Song Jinan carefully put Chi Feiwan on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

He squatted aside and kissed Chi Feiwan on the forehead.

He stood up and rubbed his face, his face full of fatigue.

What Chi Feiwan didn't know was that Song Jinan hadn't slept for two days.

He did not tell Song's mother about the current situation. He did not want Chi Feiwan to bear the grief with him.

Song Jinan stood at the door of the intensive care unit and saw the doctor coming out through the glass.

He clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly. He knew he had to be strong, but facing the reality before him, he felt extremely powerless and desperate.

He raised his head and tried to look into the doctor's eyes, but quickly lowered his head again, as if there was endless sadness and pain hidden in them.

The doctor sighed softly, patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Believe in your mother, she will get through it.

Although this is a difficult time, there is hope.

This is not the worst outcome yet, you must cheer up." The doctor's voice was firm and gentle, with a reassuring power.

He nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Despite the fear and anxiety in his heart, he forced himself to smile to express his gratitude to the doctor.

Chi Feiwan went back to school for class, and Song Jinan also had to go back to school for class.

The doctor informed Song Jinan that his mother's condition had worsened and asked him to be mentally prepared.

But fortunately, this heavy bad news did not affect the start of the final exam for the two.

Time passed quickly, and it was winter vacation again. During this vacation, Song Jinan hardly stepped out of the hospital.

Every morning, she would come to the ward and stay with Song's mother.

Just as the Spring Festival was approaching, Song's mother's condition worsened again.

The doctors tried their best to treat her, but ultimately they were unable to save my mother's life.

Song Jinan stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at Song's mother's face which was gradually losing its vitality, and couldn't help but shed tears.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, a sad atmosphere permeated the hospital corridors.

Song Jinan sat alone on the bench outside the ward, crying silently.

This was his first Spring Festival without Mother Song's company, and it was also the most painful moment in his life.

Outside the window, fireworks bloomed, lighting up the entire city.

But for Song Jinan, this New Year did not bring joy and hope, but only endless sorrow and loss.

Song Jinan walked out of the hospital in a trance. The outside world was noisy, but his heart was filled with endless loneliness and sadness.

Chi Feiwan had something to do today, so after she finished her work, she came to the hospital as quickly as possible.

Song Jinan has already informed Chi Feiwan of the news via mobile phone.

Chi Feiwan was standing at the door of the hospital. When she saw the distraught Song Jinan coming out, she immediately rushed forward and hugged Song Jinan.

Song Jinan, who had been holding on for a whole day, bent her back instantly the moment she saw the person she loved. Song Jinan hugged Chi Feiwan's waist and rested her head on her shoulder.

He tried hard to hold back his breathing, his gentle face filled with sadness.

"Xiaoman, you are only me..." The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his sad tone made Chi Feiwan extremely heartbroken.

Chi Feiwan patted Song Jinan on the back and said, "I'm here. I won't leave you."

The wind blew, bringing a chill, but Song Jinan no longer felt the cold. His heart had long been frozen by pain.