2………………“……Can I beg you not to marry him?”……“……But… you are so cold and stubborn, like an ice wall with no cracks, never changing for my sake… Xia Mo, what can I even do?… Will you not marry Ou Chen because of me?”……“……It’s useless.” Amidst the rustling wind shattered by the leaves, her voice was sharp and cold, gleaming like an icicle. “Because… I love him.” ……“I love Ou Chen.” ………………His lips were pale and cracked, his eyes slowly closing.

Why was he still alive? Why hadn't Death claimed him?

Why wouldn't those heartbreaking memories release their grip? His dark lashes shut tight, waves of intense yet numb pain crashed through his core.

He felt himself being pulled back into the dark abyss by relentless, frigid tides. “Luo Xi…” Jennie whispered his name with deep concern.

A few hours earlier, Luo Xi had awakened from days and nights of unconsciousness. Before she could even weep with joy, the doctor informed her and Shen Qiang that Luo Xi’s will to live was alarmingly low, which severely hindered the recovery of his bodily functions.

Furthermore, if they couldn't find a way to rally him, even if he survived this immediate crisis, he was very likely to attempt suicide again. Shen Qiang looked at Luo Xi’s haggard and drawn face.

She took a steadying breath, suppressing the ache in her heart, and spoke in a level tone, “Yin Xia Mo and her brother both came to see you. Do you remember?” Her fingers trembled slightly on the bedside rail.

It was as if, for an instant, she had flickered into view within that dense, impenetrable fog, and before he could truly register her presence, she had vanished like a shadow… Had she really been here… Or was it just a hallucination… Why would she visit him… Didn't she care about him completely now… She loved… Ou Chen… Didn’t she… She had already married Ou Chen… “Her brother came alone. He sat by your bed and told you…” Clenching her fingers until they ached, Shen Qiang forced herself to continue, “…He said Yin Xia Mo is in love with you… That Yin Xia Mo agreed to marry Ou Chen only because of her brother, and Ou Chen agreed to the kidney transplant only on the condition that Yin Xia Mo married him.” “…” His lips turned an alarming shade of white.

Luo Xi slowly opened his dark eyes, his breathing suddenly growing ragged. So, it wasn't his hallucination.

Those words he thought he heard Xiao Cheng say in his dream… “…So… that marriage was just a transaction…” Shen Qiang managed to finish, but a stubborn flame of anger, which she always had to suppress, suddenly flared in her chest. She said coldly, “But in the end, in that transaction, she still abandoned you!” “Luo Xi!” Jennie gasped, startled by the sudden, massive reaction from Luo Xi.

Drawing on some unknown reserve of strength, his severely weakened body managed to sit bolt upright. But the effort only lasted a moment before he collapsed heavily again, the IV tube in his wrist shaking violently!

“What are you doing?!” Jennie panicked, steadying his struggling frame while simultaneously hitting the call bell for the doctor, anxiously demanding. “I… I need to see her…” His chest rose and fell rapidly.

A fierce, burning light ignited in Luo Xi’s eyes—the last flicker of hope amidst the gray ash of death. Summer of Foam III