Extra 2 Chapter 1 Sister Zhuxuan, you hurt me!

"It turns out that the wind is so strong here."
The skinny boy stood the edge of the roof, looking up at the sky, completely ignoring the abyss at his feet.
His hair, which had not been cut for several months, fluttered wildly in the wind like a raging black wildfire, engulfing his originally handsome face and making it impossible to see his expression.
"Haoyan, can you please come down? Please don't do this!"
A crying female voice begged from behind, trying to keep him away from danger.
However, the boy turned a deaf ear.
The sun was still shining brightly, but he chose to close his eyes, feeling the madness of facing life and death and the impending relief.
The whole world was left with only the whistling sound of the wind in my ears and the chaotic emotions in my mind.
The suffering soul is seeking relief, and the tired body is longing for sleep.
Jump down.
Just jump and it'll all be over.
The extreme emotions will no longer appear, and the tormenting thoughts will no longer exist.
A voice kept repeating in my mind, like a brainwashing spell.
All right.
That's it.
The boy finally felt relieved and smiled with relief.
The rooftop of the 33rd floor was very quiet, with no other sound except the sound of the wind.
“No! No! Ah!!!”
With a sharp scream that pierced the silence, he opened his arms and leaped out like a bird.
cowardly……
Blame yourself...
fear……
pain……
All these things will be resolved in one day.
The young life is like a falling meteor, drawing a desperate straight line in the sky and rushing towards the ground.
Accompanied by a "bang".
Come to an abrupt stop.
Sunlight, colors, temperature, everything familiar was disappearing, and the boy felt himself being gradually swallowed up by darkness and coldness.
Death... is this what it feels like...
Yi Haoyan's consciousness seemed to be floating aimlessly in a void space, like duckweed in the sea, helpless and floating with the waves.
I felt nothing, was conscious of , and time seemed to have stopped.
I don’t know how much time passed.
As he floated in the air, he seemed to see some fragmented images.
…My cousin and aunt were crying, my uncle was also in grief, and many people he knew came to pay their respects…
…The group’s industry was suddenly hit by global sanctions, and it was struggling hard amid internal and external troubles. My brother worked hard to maintain it, and his hair turned white…
...a fair-skinned young girl, in a large, gorgeous but empty house, hung her slender neck on a black plastic rope, and then kicked over a stool in despair...
...A girl with a great figure, in order to debut again, squeezed into an underground practice room with children much younger than herself and practiced hard. Her parents cut off her source of income and she had to run around in various small shops in the early morning and at night to survive...
As I was floating, another blurry picture passed before my eyes.
…seemed to be the familiar lady with divine appearance, sitting in front of the window in solemn black clothes, staring out of the window in a trance, her originally black and shiny black hair turned into mottled white hair…
Is this what will happen after I die?
how so?!
This won’t do!!
The boy's consciousness was already blurry and about to dissipate, but because of this thought, it suddenly condensed and then began to fall in the void!
Just like the previous fall.
With a whistling sound, consciousness rushed towards a dazzling spot of light.
The moment of contact with light.
Yi Haoyan opened his eyes.
The sunlight is very strong.
The dazzling light caused the boy's pupils to shrink suddenly into a point, and for a moment, the scene in front of him was a little unclear.
The first thing that caught my eye was a blur of white.
Where is this?
Yi Haoyan's consciousness has not yet fully recovered, his vision is a little blurry, and he can't tell where he is .
He rolled his eyes and looked around within the limited range.
White ceiling, white walls, light blue curtains.
Oh~ This seems to be the ward where I was hospitalized before.
Oh, that's not right?
The scene he saw before him did not match his memory and logic. He could not tell whether he was in reality or in a dream.
Didn't I jump off the building and die? Why am I here again? What's going on?
Is this rebirth?
Still not dead?
He probably didn't die, right?
If I jump down from the 33rd floor, even if the probability is very low, theoretically there might still be a chance of surviving with serious injuries?
Why else would my chest hurt so much?
He must be badly injured.
Well, that's it.
Yi Haoyan's logic gradually became clear.
But he soon found out that he was wrong.
My chest does hurt, but it's not from a fall.
Because there is a beautiful big head pressing on it.
This is... Sister Zhu Xuan?
The boy immediately recognized the head in front of him.
After years of living together day and night, and with the absolute height difference between them being 182cm and 157cm, no one is more familiar with the top of Bae Joo-hyun's head than Yi Haoyan.
Her lush black hair reflected slightly in the sunlight, like a shimmering black lake.
The clear parting of her hair was like a white jade hairpin inlaid in black satin, dividing her cascading long hair and piling them up on her chest in layers.
Very beautiful, as always.
But it also hurts.
"Um……"
The boy couldn't help himself after all, and groaned in pain amidst the familiar scent of jasmine hair.
"Haoyan? Are you awake?!"
Although she was lying on the boy, Bae Joo-hyun was actually a light sleeper and would wake up at the slightest noise.
Hearing the groan, the young lady hurriedly raised her head. In the bright sunshine, her sleepy eyes met the boy's amber eyes.
For a moment, Bae Joo-hyun felt like her heart skipped a beat.
"Sister Zhuxuan, you hurt me!"
Seeing that the young lady was just lying on him without moving, Yi Haoyan couldn't help but complain.
"Ah? Ah! Mi, Miane!"
Only then did Bae Joo-hyun come to her senses and hurriedly got off the boy.
She had been guarding the boy's bedside for several hours. The warm winter sun made people drowsy, and she was exhausted from today's mental and physical exertion. She lay on him and slept for a while.
"How do you feel now?"
The calmed-down young lady's voice was a little low, with the touch of fabric that had been exposed to the afternoon sun, warm and textured, and sounded like a warm breeze blowing on the face, making people feel very comfortable.
"I'm... fine..."
Yi Haoyan, who had just woken up, was still a little confused. A lot of contradictory information suddenly flooded into his mind, making him feel very uncomfortable.
In his memory, he was already dead, but now he appeared in the ward unharmed. The boy couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Sister Zhuxuan, why are you here?"
As soon as he said this, Yi Haoyan noticed that Pei Zhuxuan's face changed and she was staring at him.
Her hand immediately grabbed her arm.
The young lady pinched him so hard that it hurt. Yi Haoyan never thought that Pei Zhuxuan's slender fingers were so strong.
This also made him more sober and noticed the overlooked details on the young lady.
Her long hair, which was always smooth, was a little messy, and her pretty face looked a little haggard. Perhaps because she had just slept carelessly without tidying up, her clothes were a little wrinkled, which was completely inconsistent with her usual neat image.
Bae Joo-hyun looks a little embarrassed now.
But she, who has always loved beauty and is dignified, doesn't seem to care at all about her current appearance.
A pair of watery eyes had a complex look, as if intertwined with attachment, fear, anxiety and terror.
She just stared at herself like that, as if she was afraid that she would disappear from sight if she blinked.
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