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The chaos ensued behind, Doctor Yang, who was on duty at the hospital, rushed over hurriedly.

Teacher Xie's eyes were rimmed red, still in his pajamas and slippers.

But Xie Xiao's leg still couldn't be saved.

The hospital was in disarray, and the police had arrived.

The driver looked terrible; he felt unlucky, but seeing the sad couple and the boy lying on the operating table, he didn't complain at all.

Instead, he honestly recounted what had happened.

Xie Xiao entered the operating room and saw the boy on the operating table.

Listening to the leading surgeon's sigh, "There's no way to save it... Dr. Yang must be heartbroken, such a good kid..."

It was a doctor uncle he knew.

The faces of others, even behind masks, showed unbearable pain.

Xie Xiao watched as his leg was amputated.

And that unconscious self knew nothing about it.

There were cameras there, and even though Zhou Mianmian walked away in fear, she was still called to the police station to give a statement.

Dr. Yang looked haggard, but she still made a trip to the police station.

This was something Xie Xiao didn't know in his past life.

He watched as the always dignified Dr. Yang sat somewhat disheveled in the chair, the fine lines by her eyes, the increased gray hair.

Everything was so glaring.

He saw Yang Lan stand up as Zhou Mianmian came out.

Zhou Mianmian's gaze flitted and she unconsciously hid behind a police officer.

She was afraid.

But Yang Lan didn't do anything extreme, just said with a hoarse voice, "Xiao Xiao, wake up soon. Would you like to come with me to see him?"

Zhou Mianmian shook her head frantically without a second thought.

The nearby police officer couldn't help but frown.

Tears fell from Yang Lan's eyes, "Xiao Xiao used to like you very much, probably still does, I, we won't force you, but I think when he wakes up, he'd probably want to see you..."

But Zhou Mianmian still walked away in the end.

Disappointment filled Yang Lan's eyes, but she didn't stop her.

It seemed she had anticipated the outcome all along.

A female officer, worried about her emotions, was dismissed by her with a wave of her hand.

Even at this moment, Yang Lan was still trying hard to control her emotions.

But Xie Xiao's eyes had reddened; he never knew that Yang Lan had specifically sought out Zhou Mianmian before.

Later, he followed Yang Lan back to the hospital.

He watched as they tidied themselves up before he regained consciousness.

But the sorrow in their eyes was uncontrollable.

Xie Xiao watched as his conscious self turned pale, his emotions collapsing.

After all, he was an eighteen-year-old boy.

He couldn't accept it.

Watching Yang Lan cry, Xie Qingxiao, his eyes rimmed red, held him and said, "It's okay, son, everything will get better, you still have mom and dad... it's okay..."

Teacher Xie, who was always eloquent, could only repeat 'it's okay' time and again at this moment.

A week passed, and people gradually started visiting Xie Xiao. Your journey continues with empire

But by then, Xie Xiao had a numb expression.

Lin Yu was the first to come, looking upset.

As an onlooker, Xie Xiao saw Lin Yu appear thin, perhaps he had already started paying back his family by then.

Xie Xiao even spotted wounds inadvertently revealed on Lin Yu's body.

But the numb Xie Xiao on the bed had no reaction,

Lin Yu obviously wanted to scold him, but seeing him this way, he just cursed with a choked voice.

Finally, he left with reddened eyes.

In the afternoon, he came with his grandmother.

The old lady held Xie Xiao's hand and cried, which finally elicited a reaction from him.

He reached out to grip her hand back, his voice very hoarse, "Grandma... "

Yang Lan started to cry beside them, and Lin Yu was also wiping tears.

Xie Xiao watched the scene unfold, and finally, the day came when Zhou Mianmian and her classmates arrived.

But Zhou Mianmian dared not look at the boy on the bed.

Xie Xiao watched as the light in his eyes completely faded away.

In the end, Zhou Mianmian and the other students left together.

Xie Xiao knew she would not appear again.

Luo Yanran came on a rainy day.

It had been raining since the morning.

Yang Lan had gone back to rest.

Xie Qingxiao tried to talk to Xie Xiao.

But Xie Xiao remained silent.

The door was pushed open; the person probably in too much of a hurry to even knock.

Now, as an observer, Xie Xiao saw the luggage outside the room.

Had she just returned from somewhere?

Her sudden entry caught the attention of the father and son in the room.

The young boy's face showed hesitation, his expression puzzled.

It was Xie Qingxiao who stood up and said, "Hello, whom are you looking for?"

Luo Yanran stared intently at the boy on the bed. Xie Xiao moved closer and noticed her eyes were red, with bloodshot veins, as if tears were about to fall at any moment.

As if suddenly coming back to reality, she said, "Hello, uncle, I am, I am Xie Xiao's schoolmate, I heard... I came to see."

The boy on the bed shifted his gaze away; too many people had recently come to see him.

Many were willing to just go through the motions.

The boy had gotten used to it.

Xie Xiao wanted to reach out and embrace Luo Yanran, but he couldn't touch her.

Watching her sit forcefully holding back her tears, she then left.

The person in the bed remained silent, barely looking at her as if she were a stranger.

Xie Xiao followed Luo Yanran, noticing she was heading toward the stairway instead of the elevator.

Watching her pull the suitcase in and then covering her face, she crouched down.

A muffled cry escaped from her hands over her face.

Xie Xiao, in desperation, wanted to touch her, to tell her it was okay, that things would get better.

But it was futile; he couldn't reach her.

Listening to her heartbreakingly despairing sobs.

He could only squat helplessly beside her, unable to do anything else.

The feeling was shitty.

Eventually, Luo Yanran's phone rang, forcing her to let go of her hands.

Xie Xiao rarely saw her so unconcerned about her image, her palms wet, holding tissues while fishing out her phone.

But she just glanced at it and didn't answer.

Xie Xiao watched her regain her composure, wipe her tears, and stand up.

She turned to look at the door but chose to walk down the stairs step by step.

Carrying the suitcase seemed somewhat heavy for her, stopping now and then, her gaze somewhat dazed, as if pondering something.

Finally, when she reached the ground floor, her phone rang again. This time she answered, "Dad, I'm not going abroad. I'll stay in the country, I'll study business administration, but I won't go to market B, I want to stay in city C..."

The girl's voice was hoarse; she looked up at the sky—it was still raining, and she had just forgotten where she left her umbrella.

On the other end of the phone, whatever was said Xie Xiao didn't hear.

But he saw her lower her head after listening and say, "I have a friend who had a bit of trouble, I can't leave..."

After hanging up the phone, she said somewhat self-mockingly, "He probably forgot who you are."

Xie Xiao's heart ached; no, he remembered.

Just because they hadn't interacted...

Just... just because he didn't know her thoughts...

Taking a deep breath, Luo Yanran finally called a cab.

This time, Xie Xiao did not stay at the hospital but followed her back.

He wanted to see, see how his Yanran had gotten through those years.

Even though now his heart already ached for her.