"It was...

it was all my fault, big sister...

Forgive your sister...

I promise you, sister...

I will strive with all my might to live happily...

But without Xiao Cheng...

what use is any happiness to me..." The hospital room was unnervingly silent.

Zhen En stared blankly at the tears in Xia Mo’s eyes.

Was that truly Xia Mo—the Xia Mo who never shed a tear even when bleeding? Astonishment mixed with heartbreak, and her own tears began to stream down her cheeks.

Dr.

Zheng, long accustomed to witnessing life and death separations, could not bear to watch any longer.

She deeply understood the profound bond between the Yin siblings.

Yet...

In the pale, cold sunlight, watching the fragile, crystalline tears roll down her pale cheek, Yin Cheng’s heart twisted with agony.

He trembled, reaching out a hand, wanting to wipe away the tracks of her tears.

However, he drew a sharp breath, his fingers clenching tightly.

He looked at her with clear eyes and said, "...For my sake, sister, you have already sacrificed too much.

Now, you're going to sacrifice your entire future happiness as well? I would rather die..." "Nonsense! What nonsense about dying!" Yin Xia Mo suddenly stood up, staggering back a few steps.

Her body began to shake uncontrollably, her complexion shifting from pallor to a strange, flushed red, as if a mad emotion had taken hold of her.

Her eyes were chaotic, and she shook her head desperately, crying out, "Stop thinking such nonsense all the time! Have the surgery! Once the surgery is done, you'll be fine! Listen to your big sister, be good.

Everything for the surgery is already arranged.

This time, listen to your sister, just this once, okay?!" Dr.

Zheng looked sadly at the emotionally overwhelmed Xia Mo.

Only she and Xia Mo knew that even if Xiao Cheng’s surgery succeeded, due to concurrent organ failure, there was still a high probability that... "Sister, I want to live too..." "I want to take good care of you, even if it’s only for half a year, even if it’s only for a month...

I don't want you to worry about me anymore; let me take care of you well..." Yin Cheng smiled, but tears were already silently flowing down. "...So, when I heard there was a suitable kidney transplant for me, I was so happy...

Even if I can only live for a short time...

I want to stay by your side..." "But..." "...These things must be exchanged for your happiness...

And Brother Luo Xi...

He loves you so much...

You and Brother Luo Xi have feelings for each other...

But you both have to sacrifice everything for me...?" "I don't care!" Her head felt like it was splitting open.

Yin Xia Mo felt her entire body being tortured repeatedly in the icy dungeon and the fiery furnace of a demon.

The pain and trembling shattered her last shreds of reason.

She could hold back no longer; tears streamed wildly down her face. "I only have you, Xiao Cheng! I don't care about anything else! As long as you live! You are my only family left! If you die, what's the point of me living! None of it matters! Xiao Cheng! I only want you to live! Only you live!" "So Brother Luo Xi can just go die?!" Yin Cheng cried out heartbrokenly, tears blurring his vision.

He could not be frightened by his sister; he could not let her continue down the wrong path. "Brother Luo Xi already committed suicide because of that wedding! He's lying in a hospital bed fighting for his life! I'm your little brother, but don't you care about him at all? Aren't you afraid he might really die?!" It was as if a cold bolt of lightning had struck.

Yin Xia Mo froze rigidly.

Her eyes were black holes.

Her pale lips opened and closed silently, unable to form any sound.

Luo Xi...

The hospital room, cold as a snow cave...

The figure lying still, like an illusion, thick layers of white gauze around the wrist, the pale face, the closed eyes...

Summer of Foam III