Jiang Nanshu stood at the doorway in the nightlife, watching Yang Jiashu and Jiang Yunchuan take Lu Qingyan to the hospital.
Xu Xi shivered with cold next to her.
Jiang Nanshu looked at the gloomy sky and the tiny snowflakes that began to fall, and she paused.
It was snowing.
This was Beijing’s first snow.
"I’m not going to lie anymore," Jiang Nanshu said to Da Shachun. "I want to accumulate some virtue for myself, so death won’t look too ugly."
Da Shachun: [...]
"During this time, I’ve thought a lot. Within the calm of life, I’ve thought so much. Those who can hear their hearts are not wrong, and neither are those who changed their destinies. They just want to live, and I hope they would swiftly follow the plot. I, who want to return for revenge, am not wrong either. We are all just following our own goals. The mistake is that the timing of our meeting was wrong, the order of our appearances was wrong, and the timing for when you gave me love was wrong," said Jiang Nanshu, watching the snowflakes that melted upon hitting the ground, her voice very calm.
"The previous me lived every day in fear. When I was about to be sold by my parents, my heart finally died. Later, after meeting Zhou Yanxu, I learned many skills to help him. Anything a wealthy lady should learn, I went to learn. I feared embarrassing him. I wanted to make myself valuable, to be of help to him, so I was also very tired every day. After dying and coming to this world, I could not forget the pains I suffered. Everyone who participated in my torment should pay a price, so I lived in a rush. I never truly experienced life. I’m a bit tired now, I want to be lazy for a while."
Da Shachun miraculously saw Jiang Nanshu’s 100% blackening value drop to 90%.
"Jiangjiang, I’ve hailed a cab. Let’s go back," called out Xu Xi, running over from the side of the road and waving at Jiang Nanshu.
Jiang Nanshu came back to her senses and smiled at her: "Coming."
Xu Xi looped her arm through Jiang Nanshu’s, touched her icy hand, and said with compassion, "Your hand is so cold. My pocket is warm, quickly put your hand in."
Xu Xi’s hand was indeed warm. Jiang Nanshu held her hand to warm herself: "Xixi."
"Hmm?"
"Thank you."
Xu Xi was stunned, then laughed heartily, "Haha, why be so formal with me? We’re good friends, and we’re going to be besties for life."
Jiang Nanshu didn’t have many friends, and after thinking it over, she realized that being lifelong friends with Xu Xi didn’t sound bad, so she agreed: "Okay."
The two returned to their dorm and slept for a few more hours.
Jiang Nanshu awoke amidst the continuously reminding goodwill values.
[The male lead’s goodwill value has decreased by 40%, decreased by 30%, 0%.]
Jiang Nanshu: ?
What is he doing.
Jiang Nanshu didn’t bother to inquire but instead got up and looked out the window. Last night’s snow hadn’t been heavy, only leaving a thin layer.
Thinking that Lu Qingyan was still in the hospital.
In the past, when she was sick, Lu Qingyan was always by her side, worrying about her getting cold or going hungry.
She said yesterday that she wanted to make it up to him, and Jiang Nanshu didn’t hesitate. She wrapped herself in a thick cotton coat and set off for the hospital.
She bought a breakfast at the hospital entrance and also picked up a fruit basket on a whim.
After asking Yang Jiashu for the ward number, she took the elevator to the floor.
This floor was for VIP wards, so it wasn’t as crowded as the other floors.
What surprised Jiang Nanshu, however, was that Old Sir Lu was also there.
He seemed to be scolding Lu Qingyan.
The patient was pale, with downcast eyes, and it was unclear whether he was listening attentively.
Hearing the noise at the door.
Old Sir Lu appeared surprised, "Nannan, you’re here? Are you here to see Ah Yan?"
The attitude of Grandpa Lu was unexpected to Jiang Nanshu.
She had hurt his grandson so much, everyone must have seen the surveillance footage.
Even though the drugs, in the end, weren’t her doing, she had still given them a handle.
She stood at the doorway, offering Grandpa Lu a gentle smile, "Hello, Grandpa Lu."
Only then did Lu Qingyan turn to look at her.
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