Zheng Fei suddenly came running over. “Big Brother, he’s coming!”
Hearing this, Zheng Gao quickly stuffed the bottle of pills into Fengguang’s hand.
“Miss Xia, whether we can escape this place or not depends entirely on what you do.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he and Zheng Fei hurried away.
Fengguang tightened her grip around the medicine bottle before finally slipping it into her pocket. She watched as Qi Wei slowly approached, her expression calm and unreadable.
Qi Wei took her hand and asked with a smile, “Why did Fengguang come outside?”
Her expression remained perfectly natural. “It was too stuffy in there. I wanted to get some air.”
“If Fengguang doesn’t like it, then we won’t come out anymore.”
Her gaze shifted slightly, but she offered no objection.
Qi Wei chuckled softly. “Come on, the food’s getting cold.”
The meal tasted like wax in her mouth.
After returning to the dormitory, she kept thinking about Zheng Gao’s words.
He had said the patients would be returned to the places they belonged.
But what kind of place was that? A place where they would once again be abused by those doctors?
She still remembered the horrifying scenes in Jin Guoguo’s photographs. Those so-called doctors were nothing more than beasts wearing human skin.
Sometimes she couldn’t help wondering—had Qi Wei truly done something wrong by reversing the identities of every doctor and patient in the hospital?
At least on the surface, the hospital was peaceful.
She rarely saw the doctors, so she had no way of knowing whether they were suffering the same abuse now, but… if everyone’s identities were restored, what would happen to these patients?
And what would happen to Qi Wei?
She couldn’t bear to think any further.
It only made her realize how indecisive and overly compassionate she really was.
Right now, all she needed to do was focus on herself.
Hadn’t escaping this place always been her greatest wish?
Yes.
As long as she remembered that goal, it would be enough.
“Fengguang seems like she’s had something on her mind all day.”
Qi Wei wrapped his arms around the girl sitting blankly on the bed.
The bed was covered in stuffed animals, and nestled among them, she looked unbearably adorable. He could never resist wanting to get closer to her—closer and closer still.
She opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was his chest.
Suddenly, she asked softly, “Qi Wei… are you afraid of death?”
“Yes.”
He answered almost without hesitation.
“I’m afraid of dying. Whenever I think about Fengguang being left alone in this world… years later—or maybe not even that long from now—there’ll be another man by your side. After all, Fengguang hates me so much. You’d probably forget me very quickly.”
He sighed softly.
“So… I’m afraid of death.”
If he died, who would still remember that he had ever existed?
He was a man feared by countless people. Being forgotten by everyone else didn’t matter to him, but he could never endure being forgotten by her.
Just imagining that possibility awakened a terrifying impulse inside him.
If he truly had to die, he would never allow her to remain alone in this world.
“Qi Wei… you’re lonely.”
She looked up into his dark eyes, suddenly overcome by a feeling of pity that left her at a loss.
“But I have Fengguang now… so I won’t be lonely anymore.”
He kissed her forehead, then the corner of her eye. His gentle kisses finally landed on her lips.
“Fengguang… can’t you try to seriously like me, even just a little?”
Today, he seemed unusually emotional.
Fengguang asked quietly, “Can you give me freedom?”
“What kind of freedom does Fengguang want?”
Taking her hand, he placed a gentlemanly kiss against the back of it.
“Isn’t living together with me enough?”
She no longer had the strength to speak.
Every possibility had already been worn away by him completely.