She Wants to Divorce Me

Chapter 71

Tao Riji: Happy. 1. Confession successful. 2. Met goddesses Chang Yu and Ji Yaoguang on Wangyue Mountain. 3. Why didn't we ask for autographs?

This was a private Weibo account with few followers, but in a short time, this post was suddenly reposted frantically. People originally only knew that Ji and Chang had gone on vacation, but now they even knew the exact location. Wangyue Mountain suddenly became a hot search topic, and even the small vendors at the foot of the mountain started using banners like "Goddess Candied Haws" and "Goddess Roast Chicken".

X City was a very distinctive city, quite different from H City and S City where they usually lived. Its folk customs were simple, like an unspoiled paradise untouched by worldliness. With a long holiday ahead, Ji Yaoguang was unwilling to return so early. She wandered the streets with Chang Yu, experiencing long-lost freedom and joy.

The moment of danger came unexpectedly. In the vast shopping mall, a person in black suddenly rushed out, viciously thrusting a knife towards Ji Yaoguang. Chang Yu reached out to block it, immediately receiving a several-centimeter-long cut on her arm, blood gushing out. She endured the excruciating pain and turned to look at Ji Yaoguang, only to see her being attacked by another person with a blunt object, collapsing to the ground. Security guards in the mall rushed over upon hearing the commotion, subduing the fleeing assailants. Meanwhile, shoppers called the police and ambulance, then began pointing and discussing, recording the scene with their phones. Some had already recognized Chang Yu and Ji Yaoguang, causing a huge commotion after an exclamation of surprise.

Chang Yu fought against the feeling of dizziness, her face as white as paper. The ringing in her ears grew louder. She nudged Ji Yaoguang, calling her name again and again, her voice getting softer. Her own wound could be stitched up with a few sutures, but seeing Ji Yaoguang unconscious, she feared she wouldn't wake up. As this thought flashed through her mind, her whole body felt cold, as if plunged into an icy cave.

#SweetShortHolidayAttackedByAssailants# #JiChangHospital# #AssailantAttacksJiYaoguangUnconscious#

Almost simultaneously, various information spread across the internet, including blurry videos capturing the horrifying scene. Blood from the arm wound meandered on the ground, forming a pool. In the video, Chang Yu seemed oblivious to her own injury, having lost all her usual coolness and composure, helplessly calling Ji Yaoguang's name.

Ji Kaiyang was in a company meeting when he received the news. Leaving the follow-up to his partners, he immediately flew to X City. The medical standards in this southwestern border city couldn't match S City. While watching Chang Yu get stitches on her arm, he had friends contact experts to prepare for Ji Yaoguang's hospital transfer. The knife wound could be stitched, but the unconscious Ji Yaoguang showed no visible injuries. The blunt object had caused almost no harm, yet she remained in a coma. All the experts in the hospital who came to examine her were at a loss.

"I—" Chang Yu's face was filled with self-blame. If she hadn't brought Ji Yaoguang here, this might not have happened. If she had noticed the surroundings, they might have avoided this danger. Her hands were clenched into fists, and even after the doctor told her to relax, her whole body was still trembling. The image of Ji Yaoguang's pale face remained fixed in her mind. She looked up to see Ji Kaiyang's calm face, unable to hide the pain and distress in her eyes.

"Ah Yu, don't blame yourself. Stay calm, Yao Yao will be fine," Ji Kaiyang said, suppressing anger in his voice. The assailants had been arrested; this was clearly a premeditated attack, though it was unclear who could be so ruthless. Taking a deep breath, he continued, "I've already contacted people. We'll return to S City. Yao Yao will definitely be alright."

All vital signs were normal, yet she remained in a coma. Finally, the hospital reached a conclusion that was both laughable and cry-worthy: it was as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. But who sleeps so deeply that they can't be awakened? Various surreal images from movies flashed through Chang Yu's mind. She knew Ji Yaoguang was hiding something. The dreams she kept mentioning, could they be the other world the old man on the bus talked about? Had her soul left this world and returned to another place? The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. A despair growing from the depths of her heart enveloped her entire being in dejection and gloom. She remembered a post on Ji Yaoguang's private Weibo account: "Do you believe in rebirth? Well, I do." Could it be that she herself was merely a character in Ji Yaoguang's dream, and after this incident, Ji Yaoguang had returned to her original world? Chang Yu had never believed in such fantastical things, yet these thoughts lingered persistently in her mind.

Suddenly, the master from the Moon Goddess Temple called. Chang Yu, crouching by the bedside, startled, feeling a glimmer of hope slowly ignite in her heart. "When she resolves the long-troubling dream, she will wake up. May you both be safe," the elderly voice came from the other end of the phone, as if traversing the river of time, suddenly evoking a sense of eternity and remoteness. Chang Yu's heart gradually settled. She reached out to stroke Ji Yaoguang's brow, sighing softly, "I wonder what I'm like in your dream? I wonder how long you'll sleep."

After returning to S City, almost all the best doctors gathered at Ji Yaoguang's bedside, conducting one full-body examination after another. In the end, they could only sigh and shake their heads, unable to draw any conclusions. They merely suggested keeping her under observation in case anything happened. Ji Kaiyang brought porridge to the hospital room, saw the untouched food he had bought in the morning, sighed deeply, and walked out again. Many patients and family members were coming and going in the long corridor. He held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, then after a while, threw it into the trash can. A haggard and pale face was reflected in the glass window. Ji Kaiyang turned to see Chang Yu with a worried expression. He said in a low voice, "The assailants were likely fans."

"Mine?" Chang Yu felt even more pained, even beginning to consider leaving the entertainment industry.

"No," Ji Kaiyang shook his head. "You also feel this isn't so simple, right? I'll continue investigating. You stay here and take care of Yao Yao. Let me handle the rest."

"My instincts tell me all this evil stems from me," Chang Yu curled her lips in a self-mocking smile.

Ji Kaiyang neither agreed nor disagreed. After a while, he said, "You can't control others' actions or thoughts. You don't know how bad a person can be, but you must believe that good deeds bring good rewards, and evil deeds bring retribution. Yao Yao hasn't wronged anyone; she'll be fine." He patted Chang Yu's head, signaling her to be at ease. The hospital atmosphere was almost suffocating him. He smiled and said, "Ah Yu, take care of yourself too. You also need to eat."

"Alright," Chang Yu replied softly.

The online discussions hadn't subsided. Many reporters snuck into the hospital, peering around. When they saw Chang Yu walking in the courtyard, they rushed over, seizing the opportunity to ask, "Ms. Chang, how is Ms. Ji doing now? What are your plans next? We heard you turned down an invitation from M Magazine to go on this trip? How do you feel about what happened...?"

Those who could sneak in must have connections in the hospital. Chang Yu listened to the long string of questions with a cold smile. She raised an eyebrow, her eyes filled with a piercing chill. She slightly parted her lips, her words no longer carrying the calmness and composure of the past: "When your loved one is lying here, I'll answer your questions." The cold aura emanating from her entire being was almost enough to freeze someone solid. The smile on the reporter's face stiffened slightly. She wanted to ask more, but Chang Yu had already turned and left.

"After coldly rebuffing fans, Chang Yu now rebuffs reporters. The goddess in your imagination is actually not so elegant, composed, and otherworldly," a marketing account called April Fool's Day posted such a Weibo, which was reposted tens of thousands of times in a short period, with comments in chaos below. At such a critical moment, even Ji Yaoguang and Chang Yu's anti-fans didn't dare to speak much. This provocative Weibo was purely asking for abuse. Hot-tempered fans directly told the blogger to go to the hospital and see if they could still come up with such ridiculous sentiments. "There are so many unexpected calamities in the world. Who knows on whose head they will fall? Why can't we have more kindness and tolerance?" The replies under this comment were filled with blessings, and unusually, no one criticized the sanctimoniousness between the lines.

After being scolded, this marketing account, embarrassed and angered, simply went all out and released everything they had. "You may not believe it, but are your two goddesses really as loving as you imagine? A lawyer friend of mine said they had filed for divorce. Here's the divorce agreement. Look carefully, your Goddess Chang's name is signed on it. You think their relationship is so good? It's just an act to attract fans. Maybe even the injury and coma are fake. Only a bunch of fools would be deceived."

—You idiot, are you done? Are you blind? If their relationship wasn't good, would Chang Yu take a knife for her? I hope someone puts on such a show on you too. Ten stitches, no, a hundred stitches, to sew up all the holes in your brain so it stops collecting water.

—Who doesn't have conflicts? They've reconciled now, isn't that okay? Does your lawyer friend have any professional ethics?

Bian Yuting V: @AprilFool'sDay, you think I don't know who you are? If you have the guts, don't go out. Watch out for ghosts.

Bian Yuting, who had learned about this on the first day, was already furious, wanting to drag out one clown after another.