mtl008 Chapter 1143 Xingyu's Wish: How Can I Bear to Give It Up
Chapter 1143 Xingyu's Wish: How Can I Bear to Give It Up
Han Zhiyuan felt like something was stuck in her throat when she listened to Xiao Mo's high-sounding words. She had a feeling of grievance and anger that she had no way to vent.
On one side are her parents who gave birth to her and raised her, but now cruelly kicked her out of the house;
On one side is her senior brother who once sympathized with her but is now fanning the flames behind the scenes and completely ruining her reputation.
They were the people she valued most in her life, but now, they all chose to push her to the brink of death.
Faced with Xiao Mo's obviously PUA-style words, Han Zhiyuan opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't think of any loopholes to refute.
Those words seemed reasonable, but they actually contained mysteries, which messed up her thoughts. Xiao Mo stopped while he was ahead. He knew in his heart that it was too cruel to let Han Zhiyuan face this cruel reality all at once, and he had to give her more time to accept it.
After all, in his own opinion, he was helping a helpless person rather than forcing her to rebel, even though his methods were hard to agree with.
In the following days, Han Zhiyuan did not go to work. She locked herself in Xiao Mo's house and curled up in the corner of the bedroom like a wounded little animal all day long.
Whenever it’s late at night and everyone is asleep, she always looks through her past works that represent her brilliant achievements.
The hit short dramas were playing on a loop, the light from the screen shining on her tear-stained face.
She was immersed in memories. The day and night creative process, the hardships of starting over again and again, and every detail of working with Gu Yunqian flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.
Before I knew it, tears filled my eyes and fell down, wetting my clothes.
Just when she was immersed in grief, she received a notice of dismissal.
At that moment, Han Zhiyuan felt dizzy, as if her last straw of life had been ruthlessly pulled away.
Overnight, Xiao Mo, who was both her enemy and friend, was the only one left by her side. The prosperity and bustle, the admiration and glory that once surrounded her, all disappeared like smoke.
At that moment, Han Zhiyuan herself didn't know what mood she was feeling. Confusion, helplessness, despair, all these emotions intertwined together and completely overwhelmed her.
At this moment, Xiao Mo knocked on the door. His tone sounded anxious: "Han Zhiyuan, are you in there? Open the door!"
However, Han Zhiyuan was immersed in her own sad world and didn't have the strength to move even a step.
Soon, the feeling of weightlessness spread throughout her body, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and the originally clear knocking sound became increasingly blurred.
Before she completely lost consciousness, she saw a dark shadow rush in with a loud bang. Then, Han Zhiyuan knew nothing.
When she woke up again, her nose was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, which made her frown slightly.
She slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on a hospital bed. Everything around her was white and the instruments were making a beeping sound, as if telling of her weakness at the moment.
Her head was dizzy, and before she could figure out what was going on, she saw Xiao Mo sitting beside the bed with a worried look on his face, his eyes full of anxiety and concern.
Seeing her wake up, Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "You finally woke up. I was so scared."
Han Zhiyuan looked at him with empty eyes and mixed feelings in her heart. She didn't know how to face all this suddenness...
Xiao Mo originally wanted to say that no matter how sad he was, how could he not eat? However, when he saw that even though Han Zhiyuan was so weak, her face still had an extremely aggrieved expression, her furrowed brows, and slightly trembling lips seemed to hide endless sadness, he instantly swallowed back all the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
He pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, said he would go call a doctor, and hurriedly turned and walked out of the ward.
After a while, Han Zhiyuan heard his deliberately low voice echoing in the corridor: "How could you bear to treat her like this!"
The voice was filled with anger and injustice, and it was particularly clear in the silent corridor.
Han Zhiyuan was stunned, and a ripple appeared in her heart.
Was he speaking up for her? She couldn't believe that Xiao Mo, who had gotten her into so much trouble, would speak up for her at this moment.
Han Zhiyuan closed her eyes and ignored the noise outside, while Xiao Mo outside the door glanced at the door of the ward with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
That's right, he did it on purpose. He deliberately called the Han family and deliberately lowered his voice to complain. Although this method was very crude, for Han Zhiyuan, who was helpless and desperate at the moment, this little trick was enough.
Then Xiao Mo quickened his pace and when he came back, he had an insulated box in his hand.
He kept muttering things like "I have to eat something quickly so I can feel better", but his hands didn't stop moving. He skillfully opened the thermal box and placed the steaming food inside one by one.
Then, he naturally took on the role of a caregiver, completely ignoring the expensive and precious clothes he was wearing and not putting on airs at all.
The emotions that Han Zhiyuan had suppressed with great difficulty surged up again. Looking at Xiao Mo's busy figure, her eyes couldn't help but become red again.
Seeing this, Xiao Mo sat down beside the bed, stretched out his hand and gently held the person in his arms.
He patted Han Zhiyuan's back gently, as if he was comforting a wounded animal, and coaxed her softly, "Don't be afraid, everything will be fine."
The whole process was quite smooth, as if they had already been so intimate, and there was nothing abrupt at all.
Han Zhiyuan leaned in his arms, her tears soaking his clothes. At this moment, she felt a long-lost warmth in this cold world, even though this warmth came from someone she had been wary of...
Under Xiao Mo's careful care, Han Zhiyuan recovered much faster than expected. Only half a day later, after the doctor's examination, he agreed to discharge her from the hospital.
Perhaps it was the frank conversation in the ward that made them open their hearts to each other. The relationship between them became much closer than before, as if a layer of barriers was quietly broken, and some words could be said now, much more directly than before.
Han Zhiyuan had been holding back a lot of questions in her mind. Now that she finally had the chance, she threw out all the questions she hadn't been able to ask before: "That script..."
Her eyes were full of confusion and unwillingness. She stared at Xiao Mo, eager to get an answer.
Xiao Mo looked at the woman's eyes full of curiosity, and his heart panicked, and he subconsciously avoided her gaze.
But seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he swallowed his saliva, carefully helped Han Zhiyuan sit down, and secretly brewed his emotions in his heart.
Although this was what he had expected, Xiao Mo still felt sympathy for the ignorant woman in front of him.
After a moment, Xiao Mo took a deep breath, opened his mouth slowly, and explained the whole story.
As Han Zhiyuan listened, her lips slightly parted, but she couldn't make a sound for a long time. It was obvious that she had suffered a great shock.
She never imagined that all these disputes originated from a past event that had been forgotten for many years. Gu Yunqian would do anything for Su Xingya!
After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he didn't speak for a long time, just silently capturing Han Zhiyuan's reaction. At this point, he felt it was time to let her know the whole story, even if the truth would hurt her.
Just when Han Zhiyuan had received most of the information, Xiao Mo became tight-lipped again. Both the tone and pace of his speech were just right. His hesitant look aroused Han Zhiyuan's stronger curiosity.
As expected, Han Zhiyuan's follow-up question followed: "What else is there to hide? Tell me now!"
Her voice unconsciously rose a few notes, her eyes full of anxiety. Little did she know that her brain would soon be overloaded by this excessive desire for knowledge.
Xiao Mo hesitated again and again, but still spoke with difficulty: "Su Xingya's mother is Han Yinuo..."
Han Yinuo and Han Zhiyuan, both have the surname Han!
Han Zhiyuan grasped the key points immediately. At that moment, her brain was comparable to a computer. Some associations were almost like conditioned reflexes...