Lisa raised her head in shock: "What...what do you mean?"
The next second she flushed her eyes and her face was aggrieved.
"You... if you don't want to marry me and don't want to take this responsibility, you can explain to me that you can't humiliate me like this!"
She sniffed, and said, "Tomorrow, I will go and tell Mrs. Williams , our marriage is over. Lisa is not the kind of stalker girl."
After speaking, she covered her face and ran away crying, as if she was heartbroken.
In fact, she herself knew that she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, Eugene would be exploited .
She dared to say that to Eugene , in order to show that she is not the kind of girl who loves vanity, she is a proud and reserved person.
Second, Mrs. Williams likes her very much and will never let this marriage go away.
Eugene said lightly: "Let's drive."
" Mr. Williams , where are we going now."
"Casual."
...
At 2 o'clock in the morning , in the dead of night, the nurse on duty at the nurse station in the hospital went to the ward to change the dressing of the infusion nurse.
Eugene walked alone, through the empty corridor, into Fiona 's ward.
She was awake, staring blankly at the cornflowers on the bedside.
Eugene stood by the hospital bed and looked at it for a while, and she didn't seem to notice it.
He sat down and asked, "What are you thinking?"
He didn't know why he came here.
Fiona didn't move, didn't look at him, and whispered softly: "Thinking, to survive, is it good or bad for me?"
She didn't expect Eugene to come.
This is a windfall.
What she thought in her mind was how could she perform this betrayal in front of him.
It's not enough to hook up with men just to look good.
"Do you think it's not good to survive?"
"Don't you think that death is a relief for me?" There is still no blood on her face, and her thin face is almost dead, and her eyes are getting bigger and bigger.
There was no light in her eyes, only the invisible gloom.
Eugene's heart was blocked for a while, and he suddenly felt that she was pleasing to the eye as she was before.
"I thought you were someone who would never run away."
Fiona smiled, her pale and feeble face, and another kind of sadness and beauty, which made people want to take care of her and protect her for life.
"No one can be really brave. I'm very scared and timid, so I pretended to be very powerful, thinking that others would not dare to bully me, but...you saw it too, it's useless ."
She laughed at herself and talked about her experience calmly, as if she was talking about someone else.
The more she was like this, the more uncomfortable Eugene was.
"So you chose to commit suicide, avoiding it this way?" Eugene was dumbfounded.
"I'm not escaping, I'm just too tired, I can't hold on, and there is no reason to hold on."
The hoarse voice, with fatigue and vicissitudes that do not fit her age.
"In this world, there is nothing worthy of your nostalgia?"
Fiona wanted to laugh, she was guiding this conversation subtly, and it was him who was waiting for this question.
She didn't answer immediately, looked at the ceiling for a long time, and then slowly said: "Maybe there is, but...I know, he will never belong to me!"
"You have someone you like!"
After Eugene was shocked, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, as if a blade was swallowed in his throat.
Fiona smiled and said nothing.
But she is like this, in Eugene's eyes, it's acquiescence.
"You have someone you like, and you still do that to me..."
Fiona met his angry eyes: "What did you do to you?"
Eugene stood up, "You rest, I have to leave beforehand."
He must leave quickly, otherwise, he is afraid of losing control.
" Eugene ..." Fiona stopped him.
He hurriedly stepped out of the door and stopped.
"Will you hug me, just...just a little bit."
Fiona 's voice is weak and soft, with a trace of pleading, not at all like her before.
It was Eugene , but suddenly he couldn't help but refuse.
In the next second, he heard: "Forget it, you go."
Eugene's tongue stuck out, and his heart grew more irritable.
You say hug and hug, say you don't hug? Is this up to you?
He suddenly turned around, walked back, leaned over and hugged the thin Fiona in his arms.
Her face was against his neck, and her eyelashes quivered, making him itchy.
He is weird...
The smell on her body is not good, full of the smell of disinfectant, but he is not disgusted at all.
He heard her whisper: "If someone can give me a hug, maybe...I won't commit suicide."
The next moment, the warm liquid fell down the neck.
It was hot, as if he was going to put a mark on his heart that belonged to her.
Fiona will be Eugene away, wipe tears with a smile.
"Okay, it's okay, thank you for visiting me, don't worry, I'm already awake, I won't be stupid anymore, after all... it really hurts, it hurts..."
Eugene's arms were empty, and his heart was sour and astringent.
He straightened up, was silent for a moment, and asked her: "Who is that person you like..."
Fiona looked straight into his eyes, as if drowning in the vortex under his eyes.
"He will never know."
Eugene 's heart trembled fiercely, and he seemed to understand something.
However, Fiona didn't give him a chance to continue asking, "Well, you go quickly, I should go to bed too, in the future, I won't use it, let Lisa know, it's not good."
She turned her back to him and ignored him.