Liu Ke rushed to the hospital, hurried through corridors reeking of disinfectant, and found the right floor. Her gaze caught on a glaring splash of red, terrifying her out of her wits. "Wanting! Wanting!"
Feng Wanting's loungewear was soaked dark red with blood. His hair clung to his pale face, and droplets of water still hung from his eyelashes.
Liu Ke ran over and gripped Feng Wanting's shoulders, looking him over frantically. "What happened? Why are you covered in blood?!"
Her fingers brushed over his bloodstained collar, as though trying to find the wound.
"It's not my blood." Feng Wanting slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and pried her hands away.
"Then whose is it?!" Liu Ke stared blankly at the emergency room doors. "Who's in there?"
Feng Wanting said, "Pei Yang."
"..."
The name cut through the air like a rusty knife. Liu Ke let out a heavy breath, finally reassured. "...You called me here to see him? Feng Wanting, do you think I'll accept him just because I feel sorry for him? His father killed your brother! Being in love with him is no different from taking your enemy as your father!"
"They're very different." Feng Wanting couldn't muster an ounce of energy, and even his voice was weak. "Would breaking up with him bring my brother and sister-in-law back to life?"
Liu Ke choked on her words. "How can you say that? His father murdered your brother. Listen to yourself. Doesn't that disgust you?"
"Do you know why he's in the emergency room?" Feng Wanting ignored her and asked.
"Wh-why?"
"He didn't want to live anymore. Before he died, he was going to kill his father with a knife."
"..."
Liu Ke froze.
Feng Wanting exhaled hard. "He probably knew I'd get suspicious. When he decided