He Songzhi didn’t want Rong Fengmian to speak.
She had already accidentally lost Rong Zhi once, she couldn’t lose him a second time. Of course, she didn’t want to see her son and daughter turn against each other.
So she hurriedly spoke before Rong Fengmian, looking at Rong Zhi, she whispered, "Zai Zai, come here first, Mom has something to tell you..."
"I have something to say to you too." Rong Fengmian interrupted He Songzhi. The thin teenager looked arrogantly at Rong Zhi, the malice in his eyes unconcealed.
Rong Zhi had one hand in his pocket, and with the other hand, he tapped his forehead with two fingers, with a half-smile, "Alright."
Rong Fengmian was choked.
He had never been treated so distantly by Rong Zhi. Even during their recent cold war, Rong Zhi still remembered to take care of his life. This was the first time he felt Rong Zhi’s indifference.
He Songzhi suddenly lifted the quilt to get out of bed.
"Mom, don’t move," Rong Fengmian snapped back and quickly pressed her back, meeting Rong Zhi’s playful gaze directly, he pursed his lips and made a decision, "Since you’re here, it saves me a trip to the school. I’ve discussed it with Mom and we asked the doctor. The doctor said there’s nothing wrong with Mom’s health."
"I’ll go through the discharge procedures later. From tomorrow, Mom will live with me. The medical expenses you’ve spent on my mom over the years, I’ll slowly pay you back after I graduate, but don’t appear in front of us again."
"Did she teach you that?" Rong Zhi lazily leaned against the door, asking a completely irrelevant question.
Rong Fengmian’s expression immediately became stern, disgusted and furious, "Rong Zhi! Can you stop thinking so badly of Senior Sister Meng? She’s not that kind of person!"
"You can be dirty-minded yourself, but don’t slander others."
Rong Zhi nonchalantly nodded, pulling the zipper of her jacket halfway down, revealing only a plain white undershirt, with two buttons undone at the collar.
Rong Fengmian’s heart trembled, but on the surface, he posed a defensive and wary stance, "What are you doing?"
Rong Zhi rolled up her sleeves, turning slightly to the side, saying calmly, "Mom, close your eyes."
He Songzhi was trembling all over, but still obediently closed her eyes.
She immediately heard Rong Fengmian’s intense sounds of resistance.
"Let go of me! Rong Zhi, where are you taking me, let me go!"
The shouting gradually faded, as He Songzhi slowly opened her eyes, only to see her son being dragged out, only the sound was terrifying, but there was nothing really happening.
She stood there in a daze, her expression confused and at a loss.
Unconsciously, tears slid down her cheeks, she covered her face with trembling hands, biting her lips silently, crying.
Rong Zhi dragged Rong Fengmian all the way to an empty stairwell. Luckily, most of the sixteenth floor rooms were empty, and apart from drawing a lot of attention due to Rong Fengmian’s yelling, no one stopped them except a nurse who came forward to ask.
She casually threw Rong Fengmian aside, her coat slipping off her shoulder due to Rong Fengmian’s struggle, making it easier for her movements.
Extending her hand, she grabbed the neatly trimmed hair of the boy, yanking him up from the ground and then forcefully pressing him against the stair railing, Rong Fengmian’s eyes widened suddenly, his hands frantically tearing at Rong Zhi’s arm above.
"Rong Zhi, are you crazy, let go of me, this is a hospital! Are you having a fit fighting in public?!"
The pain hit like a scalp-tearing sensation.
Rong Fengmian was in so much pain he rolled his eyes.
He couldn’t break free from Rong Zhi’s grasp, leaving scratched red marks on the cold and pale skin with his nails.
"Hmm?" Rong Zhi tugged his hair, pulling him back, the arch in the boy’s neck enough to choke him, and she leisurely and rebelliously raised her calm eyebrows, "You know."
"Madman! You’re just a madman! A lunatic!" Rong Fengmian turned his head with difficulty, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, tinged with almost imperceptible fear and dread.
His legs almost left the ground, his upper body suspended outside the railing. If Rong Zhi let go, he would definitely fall.
This was the sixteenth floor, the implications of a fall are obvious.
"You can’t, you can’t kill me, Rong Zhi, killing is a crime, if you kill me, my mom will definitely be sad and hate you..."
"Oh." Rong Zhi released her grip without a care.
Due to gravity, Rong Fengmian helplessly fell backward, fear-stricken, his hands flailing in the air, "No, save me— um!"
He was grabbed by the collar, pulled back, the suffocating feeling immediately overwhelmed him, the tightening force on his neck and the cold made his hair stand on end, he couldn’t even speak, just as Rong Zhi brutally kicked him in the stomach.
It was Rong Zhi’s knee hitting his abdomen.