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But at this moment, Tang Hui was just relieved that he hadn’t sent her to the police station; how could he possibly think about saving her? Frustrated, he kicked his leg to shake off her grasp and quickly walked out of the narrow, dim alley. The last rays of the setting sun fell on his face, and instinctively, he took a step back. He didn’t know why, but it felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on his heart, making him uneasy and breathless. He began to feel anxious, his mind swinging back and forth like a pendulum, unsure whether he should go back to save her. If he saved her, it would mean betraying his own left hand that she had rendered useless; if he didn’t save her, he feared he would be haunted by guilt in the future. Just as he was wavering, Zhu Hui’s figure suddenly appeared in his mind. He thought to himself, if Zhu Hui were in this situation, what would she do? Given her personality, she would undoubtedly scold Xiao Yang first, telling her that she deserved it and that being beaten was no reason for sympathy. Then she would take her to the hospital. With this thought, he felt a weight lift off his shoulders and smiled knowingly at the slanting sun before turning back to run and carry Xiao Yang to the hospital.
Xiao Yang truly deserved what happened to her; her injuries were severe, having suffered a concussion and lying on the hospital bed mumbling incoherently. Tang Hui looked at her pitiful state and found that his hatred for her had diminished by half. He searched through her belongings and found her phone, intending to call her family to rush to the hospital. However, when her family heard about the incident, they responded with extreme indifference. The first question they asked Tang Hui was whether Xiao Yang was dead; if not, they advised him to mind his own business and let her fate take its course. If she had died, they told him to simply call 110 and notify the police to collect the body. With that, they hung up with a “click.”
Tang Hui could hardly believe that such parents existed in this world—cold as ice towards their own daughter’s life or death. He put down the phone and glanced back at the unconscious Xiao Yang; he no longer harbored resentment towards her but instead felt a twinge of pity.
At that moment, a nurse handed him a bill for medical expenses and asked him to pay it. He looked at the bill and realized he had just enough money on him to cover it. After taking another look at Xiao Yang, who was peacefully asleep with her eyes closed, he felt relieved and followed the nurse to make the payment. But when he returned, Xiao Yang had vanished without a trace.
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