Chapter 20 No One Can Save You

Xia Yinyin didn't sleep well all night, and always felt in a daze that Liang Xun had returned, but when she touched the side with her hand, it was cold, and the person had not returned.

Until dawn, Xia Yinyin suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and sat up abruptly, "Liang Xuan?"

Liang Xun paused as he closed the door, and hummed softly.

Xia Yinyin quickly touched the match and lit the candle.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Liang Xun was covered in moisture, her hair and clothes were wet, "Did I bother you?"

The rain outside had lightened a long time ago, and if he came back at a normal speed, he would definitely not be so wet.

Xia Yinyin reached out to hold his hand, it was icy cold, it was summer, "How long have you been outside?"

"fine……"

"What's the matter?" Xia Yinyin held back her fire, and reached out to undress him.

Liang Xun grabbed her hand.

Xia Yinyin couldn't hold back her anger immediately, "Is this the time to be shy? Let go!"

Liang Xun pursed her lips and let go of her.

Xia Yinyin took off his wet clothes in twos and twos, and then took a dry towel to wipe his hair, "Go to the kang quickly, and I will make some ginger soup for you to drive away the cold, or what will happen to your body?" Accepted?"

"No," Liang Xun stopped her, "Mom and Dad are asleep."

Only then did Xia Yinyin regain her senses, "But you..."

"I'm strong."

Xia Yinyin didn't listen to the nonsense he said, picked up the thermos bottle and poured a pot of hot water into the washbasin, "It needs to be wiped with hot water."

As he said that, he took the towel and threw it into the basin. He didn't care about ironing it, so he just washed the towel.

The steaming towel directly covered Liang Xuan's body.

Liang Xun wanted to hide, but was glared at by Xia Yinyin, and obediently sat still.

Although Liang Xun has a good figure and the touch of his men is good, but Xia Yinyin will be completely calm at this moment, and his mind is full of why this fool wants to get in the rain outside?Do you really think you have a body made of iron?

Liang Xun didn't say anything until Xia Yinyin stopped her when she wanted to change the water again, "Enough."

Xia Yinyin glanced at him, her lips were not so bruised, and her skin had turned red, so she gave up.

"There is burn ointment in the drawer." Liang Xun lifted the quilt and was about to get off the kang.

"I said ancestor, what do you want?" Xia Yinyin hurriedly held him down, "Can you tell me what you want?"

Liang Xuan: "Your hand..."

Xia Yinyin took a look, "It's just a little red, no burns, and no need for burn ointment."

"Sorry." Liang Xuan said in a low voice.

Xia Yinyin: "Aren't you my intern boyfriend? You should."

Liang Xuan: ...

Even though he was dull, he knew that Xia Yinyin was unhappy.

"Sleep," Xia Yinyin took off her shoes and got on the kang, "Don't say anything, just talk about something while you sleep." As she spoke, she blew out the candles, and the room fell into darkness again.

Water was still dripping intermittently from the eaves, and Xia Yinyin, who always slept on the pillow, rarely suffered from insomnia.

Liang Xun was worried about him when he didn't come back, and now that he came back like this, she was even more worried, but she didn't know how to ask, she could imagine the despair of a living life dying in front of her.

Forget it, sleep!She forced herself to close her eyes.

"When Uncle Liu died, I still stuck the needle in his head."

Xia Yinyin opened her eyes sharply, and when she turned around, Liang Xun's eyes were extraordinarily bright in the darkness. They should be integrated with the darkness, but Xia Yinyin could still see sadness from inside.

"I must have been wrong." Liang Xun said softly, "I shouldn't have taken the needle. Uncle Liu's illness is a chronic disease. I shouldn't have rushed to get the needle. If I didn't take the needle, he might..."

"Liang Xuan," Xia Yinyin interrupted him, "it's not your fault, you wanted to save him."

"No," Liang Xun blinked dully, "I can't save anyone."

Xia Yinyin suddenly felt an unspeakable sadness welling up in her heart. She couldn't see Liang Xun being so sad, and then kept denying herself.

"Uncle Liu and Zixuan believed me and let me take the needle, but I let Uncle Liu die in my hands.",

"Don't talk about it," Xia Yinyin opened her arms and hugged him into her arms. "Birth, old age, sickness and death are reincarnation, and we can't change it."

Liang Xun buried her head on her chest, as if she had caught a life-saving straw...

"Uncle Liu won't blame you." Xia Yinyin comforted softly, "Because it's not your fault. Uncle Liu has been ill for many years, and he has long thought that this day will come to him."

"No, if I take him to the hospital, he'll probably be fine."

Xia Yinyin knew that Liang Xun was already at the tip of his horn. He felt that he had killed Uncle Liu, and all she could do was to enlighten him.

"It's raining so much today, if you send him to the hospital, he might die on the way... Liang Xuan, under such circumstances, there is nothing wrong with you choosing to give him an injection."

"Is there nothing wrong?" Liang Xun gently pushed Xia Yinyin away.

Xia Yinyin's eyes were firm, "It's not wrong."

Liang Xun smiled sadly, "But I'm a half-assed person, I..."

Liang Xun looked down at his hands, "I just learned a little bit from my grandfather, I, I, maybe I was wrong about Uncle Liu's condition at all, and that's why the irreparable consequences like today .”

"Yinyin, I killed someone!" Liang Xun said in a sad voice, "I am a murderer."

"No, no." Tears welled up in Xia Yinyin's eyes, "What are you talking about, it has nothing to do with you. Uncle Liu has been ill for many years, and he may die at any time when he is terminally ill. You helped him continue this For many years, his death has nothing to do with you."

"Okay, okay, stop talking about this, okay? Go to sleep first, and we'll talk when you wake up." Xia Yinyin wrapped the quilt around him forcefully, "Don't talk anymore, go to bed quickly."

But who can sleep?
It wasn't until the light from the window came in that Xia Yinyin heard Liang Xun's breathing gradually stabilize.

He was so tired, this day and night was exhausting for him.

Xia Yinyin put on her clothes lightly and went out. Zhou Ling had already prepared breakfast and was ready to continue to help Liu's house. Liang Yongshan had already gone to help dig the cemetery when he got up in the morning.

"Yinyin, the meal is ready, go and eat quickly." Zhou Ling said as she was about to go out.

Xia Yinyin stopped her, "Mom, was Liang Xuan okay yesterday?"

Zhou Ling was puzzled, "What could be the matter? I think he is quite normal, and he has been helping."

Xia Yinyin felt even more uncomfortable. How could he force himself to pretend nothing had happened?

"Yinyin, do you want to ask the Liu family if they blame the second child?" Zhou Ling asked.

Xia Yinyin hummed.

Zhou Ling sighed, "Not yet."

As for whether there will be in the future, I can't say...

(End of this chapter)

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