Chapter 220 - I Will Make Myself My Own (1/2)

Chen Wanxin woke up, touched her face, and looked at the ceiling doubtfully and two smiling faces of concern.

“Are you dead, too?” Chen Wanxin suddenly asked.

Chen Yuanxi and Gu Xi looked at each other, tears falling like rain. Chen Wanxin suddenly thought of something, and cried out, “Wang Xiang! Where is Wang Xiang?”

Chen Wanxin remembered that when she fell out, she found there was a big balcony several floors down.

She remembered someone rushing over and opening his arms.

She remembered that she had fallen heavily on the man.

She remembered that the man was Wang Xiang.

She remembered Wang Xiang’s mouth slowly bleeding.

“If… if you die… A’kai won’t survive…” After only leaving this sentence, the man stopped breathing.

“An’an, he is going to fall… I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I don’t belong to myself until this moment.”

“He… only said that… Wenxi, tell me why… I should die. Why did he…” asked Chen Wanxin repeatedly. Her viscera were also damaged, so a trace of blood flowed out of her nose when she was excited.

“Wanxin, your life belong to Zheng Kai, Wang Xiang and me. Live well.” Chen Yuanxi held her hands tightly.

“A’kai…” Hearing that, Chen Wanxin almost sat up because of excitement.

Chen Yuanxi nodded solemnly.

Zheng Kai might have heard Chen Wanxin’s monologue, so that he survived. Although he was still in the intensive care unit, maybe he would be transferred to the ordinary ward soon, and then would be discharged. In fact, whether Zheng Kai would survive depended on his own will. If he wanted to die, no one could help him. Only what Chen Wanxin said at the last moment gave him hope of life.

Chen Wanxin was so excited that she folded her hands and kept praying silently from morning to night. She murmured all day, and no one bothered her.

It wasn’t until late at night that she let out a mouthful of blood and fell asleep.

Gu Xi suddenly felt that Chen Wanxin had lost many things, and seemed to have acquired many more.

“You seem to be back in your childhood, the age of no worries.” Gu Xi gently stroked Chen Wanxin’s forehead. Her face was relaxed and pure, and there was no more violence.

Zhao Yuan did not expect himself to attend a funeral once again before the winter had gone and the snow had melted in this town. This time, he was accompanied by Shu Xiaoman, who many of classmates had not seen for more than a year.

A group of students exchanged greetings and were silent together.

The photo on the gravestone was taken when Wang Xiang took part in the team activities he organized in BC company. He just suddenly attacked Zheng Kai and ran forward, and when he looked back with a mischievous smile, he was taken a photo of. Wang Xiang’s parents wanted Zheng Kai to choose a photo of Wang Xiang. Gu Xi did not want to affect Zheng Kai, so he selected this picture for Zheng Kai. He remembered that Zheng Kai had been keeping this picture all the time and said to Gu Xi that Wang Xiang laughed as good as he used to. Gu Xi knew that Wang Xiang liked to stay with Zheng Kai, so that he was despised by Zheng Kai, just like he used to do. He knew that Wang Xiang had often pretended to tease Zheng Kai and him. He also knew that Wang Xiang had always learned basketball skill from Zheng Kai, but made little progress. He knew that Wang Xiang had always thought of the scene of Zheng Kai saving him. He also knew that there was imperceptible tears in Wang Xiang’s eyes when he fell asleep on Zheng Kai that night. But he had never seen Wang Xiang’s so bright smile.

The epitaph was chosen from Wang Xiang’s favorite song by Zhang An’an. It said, “The more one tries to hide, the more one is exposed.”

In one of his diaries, Wang Xiang expressed his feelings to all humanity.

“I know I love An’an. I can’t bear to give up her. But I found that I still love Zheng Kai. Who do I love more?”