Su Mu stood quietly in the bathroom, seemingly unaware of what had happened behind her. Her mind was in chaos, and so was her heart. She looked at her trembling hands, hardly daring to believe what she had just done to Qiqi. Yet the tactile sensation lingered, and she felt the ache, confirming the reality—she had indeed struck with force.
She understood Qiqi, so once Su Mu calmed down, she also realized why Qiqi did what she did. Qiqi simply thought that when she was sick, Su Mu could be by her side, and so could Fu Shinian. Even at night, they could sleep beside her, left and right, which was a moment she cherished. She knew that once she stopped having a fever, it would no longer be possible for her and Fu Shinian to interact in the same way, leading her to resort to such an extreme measure.
Ultimately, it was Su Mu's fault, not Qiqi's.
Su Mu closed her eyes as her heart sank to rock bottom.
