Looking at the prompt on the screen, Xia Yu was instantly stunned. At first, he was surprised that the game actually had such a feature, and then he began to feel nervous.
What’s going on? Who is in critical condition?
Firstly, Hei Miao could be ruled out. Her slot had been deleted by himself, and besides, Hei Miao was eating cat food right now.
Was it An Siyao’s side? Or Xu Youxiang’s?
Opening the marker slot, Xia Yu took a look. A red mark had appeared on the third slot, which belonged to Xu Youxiang.
So it was indeed this temperamental little girl who had run into trouble!
After hesitating for two seconds, Xia Yu clicked on the slot and entered Xu Youxiang’s body.
After the darkness of the body exchange passed, Xia Yu found himself staring at the ceiling of Xu Youxiang’s bedroom.
He felt an intense cold around him. However, it was still September, so it shouldn’t be this cold. The chill slowed his thinking.
He wanted to lift his hand to pull the blanket, but after five seconds and two failed attempts, he finally managed to move his hand, reaching the blanket.
He tugged once, but it wouldn’t budge.
This was really turning bad!
As his mind started working again, Xia Yu gave up trying to pull the blanket. He looked around and sighed in relief upon seeing the phone on the nightstand.
With great difficulty, he moved to the nightstand, grabbed the phone, and dialed 120. After that, he lost consciousness.
When he regained consciousness, he was already back in his own body.
Covering his forehead, Xia Yu recalled the chilling coldness he had just felt, his heart pounding violently.
In his previous life, he had fallen asleep and reincarnated here, so this was his first time experiencing the sensation of death.
“Xia Yu, what’s wrong with you?” Gui Zixiao looked at Xia Yu, whose face was pale, with alarm.
It was dismissal time, and classmates had already gathered around Xia Yu.
Stopping Gui Zixiao from dialing 120, Xia Yu took a deep breath for a minute and recovered.
“You scared me to death.”
“Let’s go to the hospital.”
“I’ll go find the teacher!”
The classmates chattered anxiously.
“It’s okay. I just remembered something suddenly.” Xia Yu stood up, showing that he was fine.
At Xia Yu’s insistence, the classmates said no more. Those who had clubs went to their clubs, and those who were leaving school headed out.
Xia Yu rested for another minute before picking up his schoolbag and heading toward the cafe.
On the way, he recalled what had happened to Xu Youxiang.
After grabbing the phone and dialing 120, he had lost consciousness before the call connected.
How was Xu Youxiang now?
He knew that as long as he opened the marker slot, he could see Xu Youxiang’s condition, but he was too afraid to check.
After all, he had entered her body before. Even though she always had a bad attitude toward him, he still harbored some feelings for her.
At the school gate, he finally made up his mind and clicked on the marker slot.
Xu Youxiang’s slot had returned to a normal white, and the previously glaring red mark had disappeared.
Was she saved?
Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he began to feel fear. Although he thought that even if the body he had entered died, he would just return to his own body and be fine, this was merely his assumption. Perhaps if the entered body died, he might die too.
Anger also rose in his heart. Xu Youxiang had become critical in her own room. When he entered her body, aside from the coldness, he hadn’t found any wounds. She must have taken something to commit suicide!
What was that girl thinking! Just…
Xia Yu couldn’t bring himself to say the rest of the sentence. As someone with two fully functional legs, saying Xu Youxiang was “just paralyzed from the waist down” would be like standing comfortably and speaking carelessly.
No one but a pervert would desire death, and Xu Youxiang was not a pervert.
Drug-induced suicide often occurred at night, closely associated with darkness. Yet Xu Youxiang had chosen 7 a.m., when her parents were likely leaving for work. She had planned it carefully.
Sighing, Xia Yu boarded the subway.
After getting off the subway, he noticed two girls following him from behind.
The girls thought they were hiding well, but Xia Yu, who had often been followed as a child, noticed them immediately. Previously, Xia Yu had thought they were just going the same way.
Had they followed him because of his pale face just now?
At the cafe door, Xia Yu turned back, smiled at them, and entered the cafe.
Realizing they had been discovered, the two girls blushed for a moment, then pushed each other and entered the cafe.
As Xia Yu had guessed, the two were somewhat worried and, with the romantic mentality typical of young girls, felt that secretly following a boy and ensuring his safe return home was a very romantic thing.
They hadn’t expected Xia Yu to enter a coffee shop and then go backstage, changing into a suit and reappearing.
When Xia Yu sat down at the piano and began playing piano music, the two girls were too shocked to speak.
They sat there for more than half an hour, listening to “The Dancer of the Pope,” then stood up and left.
Life isn’t only about the man in front of you, but also about karaoke bars and TV dramas.
After finishing work, Xia Yu returned home. He kept checking Xu Youxiang’s marker slot, fearing she might attempt suicide again. Since he could only enter another body once a day, he wouldn’t be able to save her a second time.
Fortunately, the slot didn’t turn red again.
At midnight, Xia Yu clicked to log in again and entered Xu Youxiang’s body.
This time, the darkness before waking up lasted a little longer.
Not sure how long had passed, Xia Yu opened his eyes and saw a grayish sky.
He moved his hands and feet slightly. Though still weak, he no longer felt that sense of helplessness.
Feeling his body, he discovered he was wearing a hospital gown and lying on a hospital bed.
Was she hospitalized?
The slight movement of his body stirred the figure sleeping on the nearby recliner.
“Xiangxiang!” The figure quickly stood up, came to his side, and turned on the light.
Xia Yu thus saw the clock on the wall.
It was 4 a.m. He had been unconscious for four hours after arriving.
He looked at the figure in front of him. It was a middle-aged woman with a tired face, yet traces of Xu Youxiang’s features could still be seen in her expression.
Xu’s mother gazed deeply at Xia Yu, opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it without speaking.
She picked up a bottle of mineral water from the side and opened the cap: “Do you want some water?”
Xia Yu took the bottle and drank a little.
He knew that the woman had wanted to mention Xu Youxiang’s suicide attempt just now but didn’t know how to speak without hurting her daughter, so she chose to skip it.
After drinking some water, Xia Yu’s awareness of his body increased a bit. He frowned and reached down, feeling a tube.
He looked toward the side of the bed and saw a urine bag.
Well, it was normal for an unconscious patient to have one of these.
Having lived two lifetimes, he had never experienced this before, yet he was experiencing it here.
Noticing Xia Yu’s gaze, the woman thought he disliked it and hurriedly said, “The doctor said if everything goes smoothly, it can be removed tomorrow—not tomorrow morning, but during the day.”
Xia Yu could only pray that the doctor would wait until after he had returned to his own body at eight o’clock to remove it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
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