After the doctor left, Mrs. Xin was still wiping the sweat from Xin Miao's face. Xin Bo watched from the side, feeling an indescribable heartache.
He tentatively began, "Miaomiao, she..."
"Xin Bo, don't even think about it. I will never send my daughter to a psychiatric hospital. If you want to send her, then send me along with her." Mrs. Xin didn't even look up at him, but her words blocked him instantly.
Hearing this, Xin Bo sighed. How could he bear it? But seeing Xin Miao hurt herself time and again, it broke his heart too.
Watching Mrs. Xin roll up Xin Miaomiao's sleeves, revealing all the scars of past self-harm, Xin Bo felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, weighing him down. He couldn't bear staying in the ward any longer, so he went outside the hospital for a smoke.
After Xin Bo left, the tears that had long filled Mrs. Xin's eyes finally fell.
