At the entrance to the emergency room, doctors in white gowns were coming and going.

Shen Li lowered her head, her hands tucked into the pockets of her jeans, a hint of mocking smile lingering on her lips.

Before her lie two surgical risk consent forms. In the emergency room, her husband and sister, both her relatives, were laying down. Hence, it came naturally that the hospital would call her over when they had a car accident.

Even though they had been carried out of the car half-naked.

And despite the fact that they were still holding hands on the hospital bed.

Holding back the impulse to write off treatment, Shen quickly signed her name on the risk forms.

It had come to this point today, and it seemed, no one was to blame.

Shen Li sat weakly on a long bench. The incident from years ago had deeply hurt Gu Xiang... Everyone had a moment when they were driven to the edge, but to what extent did he have to torment himself?

Forgiveness was out of the question. Signing the risk forms was a form of settling debts; after this, they would part ways, get a divorce, and start anew.

Shen Li took a deep breath, took the prescription the doctor had given her, and went to the window to pay.

There were many people in the hospital, but only a few patients.

Shen Li found it strange, but didn't ponder on it, marching straight through the corridors.

As she passed the third room, a door suddenly opened.

Before she could yell out in surprise, Shen Li was roughly pulled into the room by a hand.

The door slammed shut, and the person ferociously cornered Shen Li against the forehead, one hand clutching her neck and the other binding her hands, immobilizing her. Just as she was about to shout for help, her lips were bitten.

"Speak!" A deep and vibrant voice echoed in Shen Li's ears.

Speak?

Before she had time to react, the man’s passionate breath hit her in the face again.

"Hmm…" Shen Li unconsciously let out a soft moan.

"Continue." The man seemed to deliberately made her moan, biting her hard on the lips, and his hand unnaturally wandering on her body.

Shen Li couldn't control her moans, but her mind was surprisingly clear. She turned her head to avoid his kiss, but she was firmly held by a big hand, and even seemed to be punished by a bite on her upper lip.

She struggled hard, but she just couldn’t break free.

There was chaos outside the door, and Shen Li faintly heard a clamor outside, as if looking for something.

"Damn, I clearly saw him running to the third floor, keep searching!"

Just as the two people happened to pass by the door, heard the intertwined moans and panting of the man inside, they spit out disgustedly.

"We're busy here, and someone is fucking around. After we find that person, we should go find some girls to have fun with," one of them laughed and cursed.

It was not until the footsteps faded away that the man finally let go of her.

Shen Li lifted her head awkwardly, but she met a pair of ink-like eyes. The man was surprisingly handsome, with thin lips slightly pressed, which made Shen Li stared stunnedly.

"How long do you plan to keep staring?" The man raised his eyebrow, a trace of smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Shen Li turned her head away awkwardly, "Are they looking for you?"

The man hooked up the corner of his lips, "No...it should be 'us' now."

"Despicable!" Shen Li was somewhat angered, someone who's being chased after was indeed never a good person.

She stepped forcefully on the man, attempting to leave the storage room.

She finally freed one hand to open the door when she felt a chill at her neck.

A deep, husky voice breathed hot air into Shen Li's ears, "Woman, do you want to die?"

Shen Li froze for a moment until she collected herself, "No, just calm down first."

The man pressed the blade tighter against her neck, Shen Li unmistakably felt the prick at her neck.

Did he want to kill to keep her quiet? Shen Li gulped, meekly she backed up.

It's better not to provoke this kind of person.

After a while, the man, hearing the outside has quieted down, loosened his grip on Shen Li.

The knife that had been against her throat was finally pulled away, and Shen Li felt somewhat safer.

She scanned the man.

The man's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat. A wound at his waist was already bleeding.

He leaned weakly onto Shen Li, her hands were still bound by him, and for a while, there was silence.

"Are you...alright?" Shen Li finally decided to break the silence gingerly.

The man changed his position, leaning against the wall with an intriguing smile curving his lips.

"You yelled pretty sweetly just now, acceptable."

"..."

A prolonged silence.

Before Shen Li could speak, she heard the sudden clatter of a knife falling on the ground.

Startled, her instinct was to run away.

This time, the darkness is void of the man's muffled threats, instead, it was eerily quiet.

She timidly glanced back and discerned the man leaning on a pile of miscellaneous items, motionless.

A faint scent of blood permeated the air.

Had he fainted?

He couldn’t possibly be dead, could he?

Her temples throbbed with a persistent ache. After an internal battle, she decided to check on him.

Slowly, Shen Li crawled back from the door towards the man and scanned his wounds with the help of faint light coming through the door gap.

Just as she was about to check his breathing, her hand was grabbed by him. His hold was strong enough to make her cringe, but she bore the pain without uttering a sound.

She chastised lowly, "What are you doing!"

The other party didn't respond.

Shen Li looked at the man with puzzlement, only to find him still tensing his brow, lips pressed into a thin line.

A conditioned response?

She felt a mix of emotions, softly patting the man's muscular arm with her free hand, patiently whispering: "Don't be afraid, I'm going to help dress your wound. Relax, I won't hurt you…"

The man seemed to respond to Shen Li's comforting words, his furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and he loosened his grip.

She gritted her teeth against the pain in her wrist as she examined the man's wound.

The wound was on his lower abdomen, below his navel, yet above his groin.

Shen Li wore an exasperated expression, was this injury intentional?

Yet she had no choice but to provide aid. Plus, the man was unconscious; there was no reason to feel too awkward.

She tore off a piece of her sleeve, unbuckling the man's belt and carefully started to slip it off.

Midway through, however, it got stuck on something hard.

Damn it, she felt as though her cheeks were about to burn up. Should she continue or not?

"What, you like me so much, trying to take off my pants while I'm unconscious?"

The familiar voice echoed in her ears again. The man had woken and he was watching Shen Li with a teasing smile.

Shen Li's face instantly turned crimson, "I'm just trying to dress your wound!”

The man tilted his face upward, lightly laughing, "Then what are you touching?"

Caught off guard, Shen Li stammered, "It's stuck! Your pants are stuck!"

His laughter became even more uncontrollable.

Shen Li, having no retort, rolled her eyes dramatically. She attempted to calm herself, turned around, and began to head towards the door.

As one of her legs stepped over the threshold, the man grabbed her and pulled her back.

Stumbling, she found herself gently nestled in the man's arms.

“Where are you going?” His large hand rested on Shen Li's shoulder, his lips barely touching her ear as he asked.

"I was going to find someone to bandage your wound, you've been bleeding."

The man moved his hand from her head to her shoulder. The light touch was rather comfortable; her hair was soft and carried a pleasant scent.