"Qiyue!"
"Why did you upset sister so much? Look at you, aren't you just..."
"Shut up, you moron!"
Chu Wei quickly covered Xu Yi's mouth and rushed inside with Yan Su.
Zhou Qiyue was still sitting on the ground, staring at the cold moon outside the opposite window.
It was only when the three of them came in that he came back to his senses, stood up from the ground, and looked down at the bandage on his wrist, which was stained red.
He said in a voiceless voice, "Call the doctor."
The three of them stared at him.
Zhou Qiyue raised his head, his eyes were emotionless, it seemed a bit different.
His voice was indifferent.
"I have to stay alive."
He had to stay alive, must stay alive, otherwise, how would he be able to take revenge?
How would he get justice back?
Depression, he would overcome, any problem, he would overcome.
He couldn't... drag her through this anymore.
She didn't owe him anything.
...
As the street lights began to glow.