Ji Chengzhi felt as if struck by lightning; he never expected that the truth of this matter would turn out to be like this.
So, in the end, did that woman really die at the hands of that person?
He recalled the blood-soaked photos he saw on the university forum after the incident exploded, and a few months ago, her gaunt figure closing her eyes before him. With this image in mind, his pupils contracted fiercely, and he staggered back two steps.
Yes, ever since she was brought here, she hadn't said a word to him. Until that day, she finally spoke to him.
She said, "Ji Chengzhi, you don't need to feel guilty. I've already forgiven you."
She also told him to live well, not to bear the guilt for her throughout his life, and that she never blamed him.
And then, in front of him, she removed her ventilator. By the time he kicked open the sterile room door and rushed in, she had stopped breathing.
