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Chapter 206 Distance

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Where has she gone?

Seeing the message, Xue Zi'ang's first reaction was to go out and she had just completed the discharge procedures. She must have not walked far away. He would definitely find her.

But when he hurriedly pressed the elevator button and couldn't wait for the elevator to come up and then prepare to run towards the stairs, he suddenly realized something

She also has her godmother and godmother, which is their trump card to force her to survive, so she can't really hide from all of them

Perhaps, she never thought about hiding, but she chose to break up with them in this way.

After all, a person who chose death before and is now forcing himself to work hard to survive will not have the heart to consider those love-hate entanglements.

The elevator door opened, and people waiting outside walked in one after another. Someone kindly called him: Young man, the elevator has arrived

Xue Zi'ang turned around, nodded and thanked the man in a daze. When the elevator quietly arrived at the underground parking lot, he couldn't help calling Xue Zhan again: She really won't commit suicide again?

Although he didn't want to, he had to admit that Xue Zhan knew her better than him

Xue Zhan asked back: What's wrong?

She was discharged from the hospital and left a note, asking us not to look for her

There was no sound on the other side of the phone for a while, but Xue Zhan asked in a panic, probably not much surprise.

Sure enough, after a while, his calm voice came: She needs time

So, she really won't commit suicide again?

No, Xue Zhan was sure, she had a reason to live

Xue Zi'ang breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smiled mockingly. Xue Zhan said: Don't worry, she still has to take care of her godmother and she cannot disappear. They also need their own calm time now. She should not go back to Wucheng for the time being, but you'd better not disturb her.

After a pause, he added: I'm the same

However, Xue Zi'ang finally couldn't control himself and drove the car downstairs of Zhao Yu's apartment.

He used to come to this place often, familiar with every door and every road. Even her apartment was free to enter and exit, but now he can only guard downstairs like this, and he dare not even call a phone number.

I don’t know how long he had been waiting outside the community, but when he had no hope at all, he actually saw Zhao Yu walking out of that building.

She came down to take out the trash, and she was still bandaged with one hand and couldn't move. She only carried two bags with the other hand, which looked a little difficult.

Seeing her bent down and sorting garbage seriously, Xue Zi'ang suddenly realized that what she was throwing now was probably the blood-stained sheets when she committed suicide. From that day to now, her house has not been cleaned up, and she is now doing all this with one hand.

Subconsciously opened the car door and prepared to go up to help. The phone rang. As soon as he saw that the caller ID was Ling Jianwei, he had already guessed that it must be because Zhao Yu was discharged from the hospital.

He hung up the phone directly, and looked at his back who had just left the trash can in the distance, but he suddenly lost the courage to go up.

Xue Zhan is right. She needs time. Only time can heal her wounds. Since she doesn't want to see any of them, what reason does he have to disturb her and increase her burden?

The weak-looking back quickly disappeared in the building, but not long after, it reappeared again, still carrying two large bags of garbage in one hand.

This time she should have sorted in advance, and she threw it in next to the trash can and turned around, but when she turned around, she paused again, and looked out of the community through the fence.

Xue Zi'ang was also stunned for a moment. He didn't change the car. Zhao Yu knew this car.

She could not see him even though he was in the car, but he could still feel her eyes on him

But she didn't react. She neither came to drive him away nor turned back upstairs. Instead, she slowly turned her eyes to the parking space next to him.

Xue Zi'ang realized something. When he looked from the rearview mirror, he saw a familiar car parked behind him, which was Xue Zhan's.

He said don't bother her, he didn't do it either

But if you think about it carefully, Xue Zi'ang sneered again. This should not be called disturbance. She just accidentally discovered it. She didn't expect that their uncle and nephew would do such a ridiculous thing one day.

Looking at this side with a blank expression, Zhao Yu continued to walk into the building as if nothing had happened.

This time, she didn't come down again after a long time. I don't know if the garbage was thrown away or she simply didn't want to appear in front of them.

The sound of whistle came from behind him. Xue Zhan turned on the turn signal. It seemed that he was about to leave, and he specifically notified him that it was time to leave.

Xue Zi'ang turned around and returned the same way. As soon as he followed Xue Zhan's car and drove to the fork in the road, he saw another familiar car coming in. Looking from the windshield, the person driving was Ling Jianwei, and Ji Sui was still sitting on the passenger seat.

Inexplicably, this matter became more and more ridiculous, but Xue Zi'ang couldn't help but stop the car and watched Ling Jianwei's car drive in from a distance, but he couldn't see anyone getting out of the car.

At the same position, the same behavior, the same state of mind, he found that he could understand the people he had always regarded as his enemy.

Then is his feelings for Zhao Yu the same as them?

Ji Sui didn't know, but Ling Jianwei's considerate and gentleness towards Zhao Yu had no other explanation except for the word "love".

What is the difference between what he has done to Zhao Yu and Ling Jianwei over the past few days?

She asked him before if he really likes her, and if he doesn't, would he still appear here?

Perhaps some questions do not require serious thinking to get the answer. It is obvious that all his instinctive reactions can explain everything.

After cleaning up the house, Zhao Yu was sitting silently on the sofa smoking. When she heard the doorbell ringing, she was surprised.

She thought no one would come to find her anymore, but she didn't expect that she would come anyway. And according to her understanding, this person must be Xue Zi'ang

She opened the door without even looking at the cat's eyes. As a result, she came to Shanglu

Shang Lu smiled at her: I stopped downstairs for a long time, but decided to come up and take a look

Zhao Yu turned sideways and lets him in and said: I'm turning on the lights.

She turned on all the lights at the beginning of the day, with the purpose of telling the people downstairs that she was fine and they could leave with confidence.

He thought Shang Lu was the one who could understand what she meant the most and the one who could leave the most rationally. Unexpectedly, he was the only one who knocked on her door.

Looking at her collar that was soaked in sweat and her still pale face, he asked: Are the houses cleaned up?

Zhao Yu nodded

I was late and he said, I shouldn't hesitate, I should come up directly

Zhao Yu understood what he meant. He knew she was afraid of blood, and she didn't know what the blood had stained her apartment.

There seemed to be a lingering smell of blood that could not be melted in the nose, but Zhao Yu just smiled: There is nothing to be afraid of in his own blood.

In fact, she still clearly remembered the scene when blood gushed out after the artery was cut that day, but that was the only time when she saw the blood and didn't feel afraid or wanted to vomit.

Now, everything is still the same, but it seems not as serious as before. After all, she wants to live well, which is also a problem she must overcome.

Raising his hand to wipe away the sweat beads left on her forehead, Shang Lu suddenly gently hugged her into his arms

Since we met, no matter what you say, I am willing to respect your choice, but this time, I don't want to hear your words anymore

I don't want you to return it in the next life, and I can't come to you.