CHAPTER 338: CHAPTER 337: ATTEMPTING SUICIDE (1)

Hearing footsteps, Ling Yunshu immediately closed her eyes. Ling Chuxia walked to the bedside and sat down on the chair beside it. Looking at Ling Yunshu’s pale face, the suppressed sourness welled up inside her again, and a hint of moisture involuntarily emerged in her eyes.

She lowered her gaze, her lips quivering as she softly spoke, "I’m sorry... elder sister, I’m sorry."

Ling Yunshu slept quietly, her low sobbing being the only sound in the room.

The ring of a cellphone suddenly filled the air. Ling Chuxia glanced at the screen; it was Shi Che calling. Fearing she might disturb Ling Yunshu, she stood up and walked toward the living room, and then she slid her finger across the screen to answer.

"Hello—" Her voice was extremely hoarse, with a hint of nasality. Despite her efforts to restrain it, the sorrow was clearly audible.

Shi Che, hearing this voice, frowned slightly, "What’s wrong with your voice? Have you been crying?"

A chill struck Ling Chuxia’s heart. She took a deep breath, aware that she could not deceive Shi Che with her voice. After a moment’s thought, she slowly replied, "Yes, I just watched a movie, very touching, so I..."

"Is that so?" Shi Che answered indifferently, "Where are you now?"

"I... I’m still at the cinema, the show just ended, I’m heading home now."

"At which cinema?"

Ling Chuxia didn’t know why Shi Che would ask this. She hesitated, then quickly thought of a square near the hotel that had a cinema, and blurted out the name of that square.

"I happen to be nearby. Wait for me at the entrance. I’ll come to pick you up, and we can go home together."

Before Ling Chuxia could respond, the call had already been disconnected. She stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds before snapping back to reality.

She hadn’t wanted to leave so soon and had intended to stay and take care of her elder sister. But with Shi Che coming to pick her up, she had no choice but to go, especially since her sister didn’t want Shi Che to know that she had returned.

Ling Chuxia hesitated for a moment, then turned back to the room to grab a piece of paper and a pen. She wrote a note for her sister to contact her upon awakening. Then she tucked Ling Yunshu’s quilt in, dimmed the lights in the room, cast one last look at her, and turned to leave.

Ling Yunshu listened to Ling Chuxia’s retreating footsteps until they faded away completely. Then she opened her eyes, sat up, and got out of bed.

Although she hadn’t heard the phone call clearly, she had caught a snippet of it. She knew it was Shi Che on the phone. Shi Che was coming to pick up Ling Chuxia!

She didn’t know what the current state of Shi Che and Ling Chuxia’s relationship was, whether it was good or bad. She needed to find out.

She quickly adjusted her clothes and quickly followed.

Ling Chuxia left the hotel and hurried toward the nearby square. Fortunately, it was close, and she arrived at the entrance within two or three minutes. She stood to one side, took out a small mirror and a wet wipe from her bag, and wiped away the tear stains on her face using the mirror.

Ling Yunshu caught up from behind, a good several steps away, and hid behind a statue.

A few minutes later, Shi Che’s car pulled up to the square’s entrance. The door opened, and the man’s tall and upright figure entered Ling Yunshu’s view bit by bit.

Shi Che, not seen for three years, had grown even more handsome, with a distinguished air about him, calmer and more reserved than before. Ling Yunshu just stood there, stupefied, as she watched him stride over to Ling Chuxia with his long legs.