I'm In Love With the Guy I Grew Up With-Chapter 703: Drawing Lines as a Prison for You 1

Chapter 703: Chapter 703: Drawing Lines as a Prison for You 1
Ji Yebai’s gaze was icy as he looked at Shi Manyu as if viewing a ridiculous clown.
"Do you know fear? Doesn’t Ning Xixi know it? Doesn’t Jian Yixue know it? Haven’t you heard the saying ’Do not do to others what you do not want done to yourself’?"
"I understand, I understand..." Shi Manyu’s tears had ruined her makeup, smudging her eye makeup into black circles around her eyes, her face a colorful spectacle to behold!
With distaste, Ji Yebai shook her off and walked forward without looking back.
"Yebai..." His steps had been too quick, and only now Yan Yichen caught up, suddenly hearing a "splash" of water, Shi Manyu crying out amidst her screams, "Yichen brother, save me! Ji Yebai pushed me in wuuu..."
Yan Yichen’s mouth twitched harshly. Did this woman take him for a fool?
Ji Yebai had walked away, and only then did she fall into the water; unless she jumped in herself!
Seeing Yan Yichen unmoved, Shi Manyu cried even more pitifully, "Yichen brother, are you really going to stand by and watch me die? If I die before your eyes, won’t you feel the least bit of guilt?!"
Yan Yichen cracked a smile suddenly, his eyes curving in a lazy, luxurious manner that was both lovable and irritating.
"The water is only 1.2 meters deep, if you stand up straight, it shouldn’t even cover your neck, right?" He mercilessly exposed Shi Manyu, who awkwardly stopped her "struggling" act, looking extremely guilty.
Yan Yichen gave a slight bow, "Enjoy your swim, I won’t keep you company."
Then he turned and left, abandoning Shi Manyu there to cry her heart out in dire sorrow.
That night, it was said that Shi Manyu booked an overnight flight out of the country, to never be heard from again.
...
Hospital.
The light in the ward was a warm orange, the lighting soft and tender.
Qiao Nancheng placed the fruit basket he was holding onto the table, his deep eyes fixed on Ning Xixi lying in the hospital bed.
The little girl seemed to be overly frightened, her eyebrows furrowed into the shape of a "川" even in her sleep, mumbling from time to time, her lips pale with weakness.
Qiao Nancheng’s brows were tight, more furrowed than hers.
It was all his fault... If only he could protect her at all times... and not let Ning Xixi suffer any harm...
He lowered his eyelids slightly and fished a coin from his pocket.
Unconsciously rubbing it, many memories began to flood his mind.
His first encounter with her was the day of the car accident involving Song Weiyang and Ning Xixi.
At that time, the hospital’s blood bank had no matching blood type for mother and daughter, and Ning Jingshen had contacted many relatives and friends, finally finding him, adopted by a casino owner.
That day, he didn’t know how much blood had been taken from him, only that in the end, Ning Xixi survived while Song Weiyang left this world forever...
When he awoke from his coma, curious, he wandered around, hearing the sound of crying from a hospital room.
Pushing open the door, Qiao Nancheng located the source of the sound—underneath the hospital bed.
He lay on the floor, puzzled, looking at Ning Xixi.
She kept crying, her tear streaks clear, continuously crying out "Mama... Mama..."
Back then, Qiao Nancheng was at a loss for words. Though wanting to console her, what came out was, "Your... your mother... is dead, she’s not coming back..."
When Ning Xixi heard this, she burst into even more heart-wrenching sobs.
Qiao Nancheng scratched his head, "Don’t... don’t cry..."
He thought, if only he had more blood to give, perhaps he could have saved her mother...
Would she then stop crying?