Wait.
Zhou Jingcheng fell silent. Something was off.
He dug at his ear and asked again, "What was he using to kill himself?"
The manager said, "Chocolate. Extremely sharp, extremely pointy chocolate! Isn't that terrifying? Doesn't it scare you?"
Zhou Jingcheng raised a hand and checked his own forehead, then Shi Jihan's.
What was going on? Had he misheard?
What was Xiao Yuan planning to use for what?
The manager remembered something else and slapped his thigh. "Right, he was going to poison himself too!"
Shi Jihan was shocked this time as well. He yanked Zhou Jingcheng's hand down and gripped it tightly, equally tense. "What poison?"
The manager looked tragic. "He, he, he... He snatched Second Young Master Shi's wrap loaded with cilantro and houttuynia, then stuffed it into his mouth!"
How horrifying!
By the time Shi Jihan and Zhou Jingcheng rushed over, Xiao Yuan had clearly suffered a devastating blow. He stood lifelessly at a high place, weak as a wisp of air and pale as paper, obviously unable to escape the blow dealt by that CP video.
When he saw them, he slowly said, "...I don't want to live anymore."
Then, after struggling for a long time, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Farewell, world.
He lightly leaped down.
Down one step.
When the two hurried arrivals saw this, their words of comfort got stuck in their throats, impossible to force out.
Zhou Jingcheng even tried suggesting, "I heard people release adrenaline during free fall. Why not jump down another step and experience it?"
[Xiao Zhou, what a shameless enjoyer of chaos.] Shi Jihan willingly conceded defeat.
After giving it careful thought, Xiao Yuan found that reasonable.
He hopped down another step, only for his neck to be caught.
Shi Zhongye had tightly grabbed