The next day, the doctor came to change Chen Ziming's dressing.
Su Yue originally wanted to check his wound, but Chen Ziming ultimately had the nurse take her out.
It wasn't that serious for him, but he was afraid she would cry if she saw it.
After the doctor left, Chen Ziming came out of the bedroom and saw the girl sitting on the sofa, looking dejected.
But the moment her little face saw him, it still put on a forced smile.
Perhaps she didn't want him to worry.
He walked over with a gentle expression, sat down, pulled her into his arms, and softly coaxed, "In a couple more days, you won't need the bandage. I'll show you then."
Su Yue obediently hummed, not pursuing the topic further. Instead, she softly asked,
"Do you want to watch a movie? I haven't used your home theater yet."
She knew his body wasn't suitable for going out, and she didn't want to do nothing and let him wallow in sadness.
Chen Ziming pondered for a moment and nodded.
He indeed hadn't used his home theater in a long time.
Su Yue proactively chose "The Invisible Guest."
With its suspense and brain-teasing plot, blended with emotionally impactful descriptions, it could both distract him and not feel too boring or cold.
They leaned back on the spacious reclining chairs, watching the film begin.
She deliberately sat on the side of his uninjured shoulder, leaning gently against him and linking her arm through his.
Chen Ziming, who already liked suspense stories, watched with great concentration.
When the protagonist said, "The boy wasn't dead when I pushed the car down," she felt his body tremble slightly.
"Are you alright?" she immediately sat up, asking worriedly.
"Can you pause it?" his voice deepened slightly.
Su Yue nodded. Chen Ziming pressed the pause button, then lowered his head to be quiet for a moment, finally speaking:
"Yueyue, I want to talk to you about what happened that day."
She immediately understood that "that day" referred to the day his colleagues sacrificed themselves. Her heart skipped a beat, but she still slowly nodded.
Then, as his low voice narrated, the scene of that day gradually unfolded before Su Yue.
That was the day they found the hideout of the criminals they were pursuing. Chen Ziming and other police officers, in plain clothes, were ambushed nearby.
The criminals were very vigilant. Despite their excellent concealment, a clue was still discovered.
During the confrontation with the criminals, Chen Ziming knew they were fiercer than he had anticipated. He was stabbed before he could cuff the desperate criminal.
But before he could react, a bullet shot from the shadows, hitting him squarely in the shoulder.
A senior officer nearby, who had just cuffed another criminal, immediately rushed over and pushed him out of the way.
The price was the subsequent bullets that pierced his chest.
Driven by instinct, Chen Ziming quickly dodged the next volley of attacks, while other police officers quickly aimed at the source of the bullets and took swift action.
In the end, all the criminals were apprehended, but the veteran officer who pushed Chen Ziming away couldn't be saved.
After the story ended, his eyes welled up again.
"I watched him fall in front of me, blood pooling on the ground. By the time I reacted and went to help him, he was already on the verge of death."
He tried his best to speak in a steady voice, but Su Yue could still hear the tremor in it.
Her own feelings could be described as heart-stopping. She tried to remain calm, reached out, and held his hands, hoping to offer some comfort this way.
"I watched him take his last breath in my arms, and I was helpless."
Once again, his tears fell, cold, landing on Su Yue's hand.
Su Yue suddenly realized she could understand his feelings.
Just like when Su Minghua had gripped her neck tightly that day, she felt like she was suffocating but was utterly helpless.
"Chen Ziming." she called his name softly, but her voice still carried a hint of panic.
"Mhm." he replied. Though it was just one word, the dejection in it was palpable.
"Everyone has things they can't do. It's not your fault. If it were you, you would instinctively push away an injured teammate, wouldn't you?"
It was the first time Su Yue truly appreciated her debate experience over the years, which allowed her to maintain a clear mind in such a situation.
Even though her voice was already choked with emotion.