"Xingxing, I've already booked the plane tickets to Switzerland. We're leaving tomorrow."

I impatiently pushed him away, "If you want to go, then go."

Yi Yin suddenly grabbed my shoulders forcefully, his eyes filled with deep emotions. "Xingxing, I've never asked you for anything before, but this time, let's leave this place. From now on, I'll accompany you no matter what you want to do."

I looked at him expressionlessly, "Yi Yin, I appreciate you teaching me all these things, but I've grown up."

"If you're afraid of getting involved, you can leave anytime. I can handle this path of revenge on my own."

Yi Yin's gaze turned cold, as if he wanted to say something. "Xingxing, what if you've been on the wrong path from the beginning?"

I was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Yi Yin didn't speak, he just gently tucked my hair behind my ear.

"It's nothing, Xingxing. I'll accompany you on whatever path you choose."

I know that no matter what I do, Yi Yin will support me. He is always my backbone.

Since the night I saw Jianxi, I deliberately waited for a week before going to see him.

I sneaked into his room again at night.

He was reading and was startled by my sudden appearance.

"What's wrong? Not happy to see me?"

I took an apple out of my pocket and threw it to him.

He caught it and looked at me with a complicated expression in his eyes.

"Why did you come so late?"

I didn't hear clearly, so I leaned closer to him and asked again, "What did you say?"

After this week, Jianxi's complexion had improved slightly.

"I thought you wouldn't come anymore."

He lowered his head and took a bite of the apple, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch his hair. "Your parents don't like me, so I can't appear during the day."

Jianxi was puzzled, "Why don't they like you?"

I shrugged indifferently, "Because I'm an orphan."

"You still have me."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly quieted down. Jianxi held my hand and spoke softly.

I touched his face and said with a smile, "I know. It's so boring here. Let me take you out to play."

Jianxi hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded in agreement.

I took Jianxi, dressed in a patient's gown, and bypassed the heavy security checkpoints in the hospital, bringing him to the streets.

It was a cold night, and Jianxi quietly followed behind me in slippers.

I suddenly turned around and snapped my fingers. "Let's go somewhere."

Half an hour later, Jianxi and I arrived at a lake.

I stood by the railing, placed my hands on it, and with a little force, sat on it. The evening breeze lifted my long hair, resembling a large, dense spider web.

Jianxi looked at me with concern and reached out to me, "Xingxing, come down, it's dangerous."

I ignored him and took out a cigarette from my pocket, lighting it up.

The orange cigarette sparkled between my fingers as I looked at Jianxi. "Sometimes, I really want to forget everything."

Jianxi furrowed his brows, a little puzzled.

I explained, "Because forgetting means I can forget a lot of things—pain, sadness, everything can be forgotten."

"Were you very unhappy before?"

I extinguished the cigarette butt and looked up at him, asking, "If someone indirectly killed your only relative in this world, what would you do?"

The night breeze was cold, but Jianxi's eyes were clear and bright. "I would personally send them to jail."

I smiled, didn't say anything, and touched his soft and fluffy hair like a puppy's.

This is the difference between Jianxi and me—barbarism and civilization.