Hearing Chi Yu's words, Chen Yixia's eyes widened.
The next second, she realized that it should be the after - effect of the accident last time.
At that time, Si Moshen only told her that Chi Yu had an accident, but she was not clear about the specific details.
Later, when she heard Qingmian say that Chi Yu would come to the concert, she thought Chi Yu had fully recovered. It was not until now that she knew Chi Yu was deaf...
Chen Yixia looked at Chi Yu, feeling at a loss for a moment.
But the person in front of her didn't seem to be greatly affected by this. On the contrary, their communication was quite smooth. If Chi Yu hadn't said it himself, Chen Yixia wouldn't have noticed anything strange at all.
However, facing Chi Yu, she still felt a bit awkward. She stepped back unnaturally and said, "I... I also need to go to the restroom."
Chi Yu nodded, and only then did Chen Yixia turn around and walk out.
Inside the restroom.
Jiang Zhirou placed the flowers in her hand on the sink. Her gaze was rather complicated.
Suddenly, a sharp pain swept through her brain.
It seemed as if there were two voices fighting in her mind.
"Chi Yu really came."
"What is Chi Yu doing here?"
"He even brought my favorite sunflowers."
"I clearly like irises the most."
"Since his body hasn't fully recovered, why did he run around? Why couldn't he just stay in the imperial capital for treatment?"
"But this is my first concert. Chi Yu came all the way here to encourage me."
"..."
Suddenly, with a "bang", Jiang Zhirou punched the mirror in front of her. As her reflection in the mirror shattered, the voices in her head suddenly disappeared.
Not long after, the pain on the back of her hand gradually pulled Jiang Zhirou back to reality.
She looked at the blood oozing from the back of her hand, turned on the faucet, and put her hand under the water.
"Hiss—"
The moment the wound was suddenly stimulated, Jiang Zhirou instinctively frowned and let out a soft groan.
But she didn't withdraw her hand. The water mixed with the blood rushed into the sewer.
Jiang Zhirou took out the hairpin from her hair. She carefully approached the wound on the back of her hand, quickly and accurately removed the almost invisible glass shard, and then threw the hairpin into the trash can beside her.
Jiang Zhirou slowly raised her head and looked at the broken mirror in front of her. In the mirror, perhaps because she had just endured the pain, fine beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead.
She looked at this familiar yet strange face in the mirror, and her mind became chaotic.
She had the memories of two people in her head, and she was almost unable to tell which part truly belonged to her...
Or rather... since her disappearance, this body had never had any memories that truly belonged to her.
Jiang Zhirou took a deep breath, took a few pieces of tissue to wrap her injured hand, then picked up the flowers beside her, opened the restroom door, straightened her back, and walked out.
The return journey always seemed to be much faster than the journey there. Not long after walking, she arrived outside the lounge.
The door of the lounge was not closed, and she could clearly hear the conversation inside.
"She won't go back with you."
It was Si Moshen's voice.
Go back?
Back to the imperial capital?
Hearing this, Jiang Zhirou instinctively stopped in her tracks. She slightly turned sideways and hid behind the door, not going in.
Suddenly, a fragment of memory flashed through her mind.
It seemed that Chi Yu and Qingmian had indeed agreed to go back to the imperial capital together after the concert.
The purpose was simple. Just like Si Moshen, it was to make the other personality completely disappear.
And Si Moshen had chosen her.
As for Chi Yu, without a doubt, he would choose Qingmian.
Thinking of this, an inexplicable emotion welled up in Jiang Zhirou's heart.
"Mr. Si," Chi Yu chuckled softly. "What right do you have to decide her going or staying? Who are you to her?"
Chi Yu's voice was not loud, but it carried a strong sense of oppression.
Then, Si Moshen's voice sounded again, "I am her—"
Jiang Zhirou's eyes narrowed. She quickly stepped out from behind the door and walked into the lounge. "What are you talking about?" She directly interrupted Si Moshen.
She was afraid that Si Moshen would suddenly reveal her current situation at this moment.
Jiang Zhirou didn't really want to expose her identity yet. Her ultimate goal was to find the black - robed man who had taken her away back then, and this man's target always seemed to be her, not Chen Qingmian.
The identity of Chen Qingmian could make her actions more convenient.
As for Kai, Si Moshen had received a definite reply from Darryl. As long as she could protect herself during this period, there wouldn't be any major problems.
As soon as Jiang Zhirou finished speaking, Si Moshen's and Chi Yu's gazes fell on her.
Chi Yu noticed the faint red mark on Jiang Zhirou's right waist at once.
Qingmian had been injured in front of him too many times. Chi Yu was a bit like having PTSD and was extremely sensitive to the color red.
His face darkened. Before the two people in the room could react, he had already walked in front of Jiang Zhirou. He snatched the sunflowers she was holding in her arms, and the red mark on her waist became even clearer.
Before he could say anything, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Zhirou's right hand wrapped in tissue.
Chi Yu's face changed abruptly. He suddenly grabbed Jiang Zhirou's wrist. "What happened?"
Jiang Zhirou instinctively tried to break free. She shrank back, overestimating her own strength. Chi Yu held her wrist tightly, and she couldn't pull her hand out.
"What happened?" Chi Yu asked again, his tone a bit more nervous than before.
"The mirror in the restroom broke. I accidentally got scratched just now."
Jiang Zhirou looked at Chi Yu calmly as she spoke.
The moment she withdrew her gaze, her eyes happened to meet Si Moshen's, who was sitting on the sofa not far behind Chi Yu.
The look in Si Moshen's eyes when he looked at her was a bit complicated.
This theater was an industry of the Si family.
One of the important reasons why the industries under the Si family had such a long - standing history was that their service and venue management were first - class.
There would definitely not be an incident like the one Jiang Zhirou described, where a broken mirror scratched someone.
The moment their eyes met, Si Moshen also saw the warning in Jiang Zhirou's eyes.
A warning for him not to expose her.
Si Moshen could probably guess what she was up to.
His face returned to its usual expression. He stood up from the sofa, talking as he walked out.
"Let's go to the hospital to treat the wound first."
Jiang Zhirou's wound was not very big, but it wasn't small either. The tissue wrapped around her hand was completely soaked in blood and stuck to the back of her hand.
The three of them walked out of the theater together. Uncle Shen was already waiting by the roadside in the car.
Si Moshen stepped forward first. Just as he was about to get in the car, Jiang Zhirou's voice rang out behind him.
"Xiaoxia hasn't come yet. You wait for her here. Chi Yu can accompany me."