As his rationality gradually returned, Ji Haoyu suddenly reacted.
That inexplicable kiss just now…
Was he crazy?
Why would he forcefully kiss a young lady in such a situation?
Jian Ai’s last look was full of disgust, hatred, grievance, sadness.
Ji Haoyu walked to the wall in frustration. Seeing this, Qiu Jiahao wanted to go forward and persuade him, but Ji Haoyu suddenly punched the white wall.
Bang! A fist mark dented into the wall, showing that Ji Haoyu’s anger seemed to have gone up another level. Qiu Jiahao was so frightened that he stopped in his tracks.
However, this time, Ji Haoyu was not angry at anyone but himself!
“Brother…”
A soft and frightened voice suddenly sounded.
The door of the emergency room had opened at some point. Ji Haoxue’s forehead was wrapped in gauze. Her eyes landed on Ji Haoyu’s fist, and worry appeared in her eyes.
Ji Haoyu came back to his senses when he heard this. He rushed up to Ji Haoxue. Ji Haoxue wanted to say something, but Ji Haoyu pulled her into his arms.
Their father had disappeared.
Their mother had passed away as well.
He should not let anything happen to Haoxue.
Jian Ai was right. He had no right to blame anyone. All of this was his fault as a brother.
His self-reproach, his anger, and even his fear were directed at Jian Ai because he didn’t want to face it.
“Brother, I’m sorry for making you worry.”
After a while, Ji Haoxue’s voice came from Ji Haoyu’s arms.
Ji Haoyu’s mood gradually calmed down. The more this was the case, the angrier he was at what he had just done.
He didn’t mean to. At that time, other than Jian Ai’s face, his mind was filled with agitated anger. He didn’t think about anything. It was as if he had suddenly lost his rationality.
Releasing Ji Haoxue, Ji Haoyu’s stony expression finally eased a little.
“Are you really fine?” Ji Haoyu softened his tone and asked with concern.
Ji Haoxue nodded. “I’m fine. It’s just a superficial wound. There won’t be a scar. Don’t worry.”
When Ji Haoyu heard this, he was completely relieved.
“Haoxue, what happened? Why did you fight with others?” Qiu Jiahao saw that Ji Haoyu’s rationality had returned and immediately walked forward to ask.
Ji Haoxue pursed her lips and repeated what had happened at the bar that night in a low voice.
Before she could finish speaking, Ji Haoyu suddenly walked out of the hospital quickly.
“Young Master Ji, where are you going?” Qiu Jiahao was stunned as he shouted at Ji Haoyu’s back.
Ji Haoyu did not respond, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
“My brother, he…”
Ji Haoxue was a little worried. Looking at her brother’s back just now, he seemed a little angry.
“Don’t worry. I’m afraid someone is going to be unlucky!” Qiu Jiahao smiled and comforted her, but he sighed helplessly in his heart.
It was already late at night. Qiu Jiahao thought for a moment and looked at Ji Haoxue. “Haoxue, why don’t I send you back first? Your grandfather should be worried.”
Ji Haoxue quickly shook her head when she heard that. She touched the gauze on her head. “He’ll be worried if I go back like this! I’ll stay at my brother’s place for the next two days. I’ll go back to Grandpa when my injuries are better.”
When Qiu Jiahao heard this, he felt it made sense and nodded.
Ji Haoxue: “Let’s see Brother Jiahang. He seems to be quite injured.”
“Alright.”