But it didn't matter, if she made a fool of herself, so be it.
She didn't care how Zhan Jingrui saw her now, nor did she care about Chu Xi and Liang Bo.
It was even better if she looked uglier in front of Liang Bo; if she was ugly, he wouldn't bother her anymore. Let's fight. .oγg
Both sides chose their venue, took their positions, and began.
As expected, He Yao couldn't hit the ball, nor could she return anyone's shots.
Within a few moves, the three of them could tell she was an amateur.
Liang Bo felt a bit embarrassed; he didn't know He Yao was so unfamiliar with tennis.
Seeing that she couldn't even hit one ball, and fearing he might hurt her pride, he tried his best to return more shots, minimizing He Yao's burden.
However, as they continued playing, an accident occurred.
He Yao saw a ball flying towards her and thought she could catch it, so she rushed forward with her racket.
But Liang Bo had already prepared to intercept the ball.
In a flash, as He Yao rushed forward, Liang Bo's racket swung.
With a loud "bang," He Yao clutched her head and fell to the ground.
Liang Bo had hit her on the back of the head with his racket.
Judging by the sound alone, the blow was not light.
Seeing He Yao fall, not only Liang Bo panicked, but Chu Xi and Zhan Jingrui on the opposite side quickly dropped their rackets and ran over.
"What happened? He Yao, are you alright?"
He Yao's head was buzzing, and the spot she was holding felt sticky.
But she didn't want everyone to make a fuss, lest Zhan Jingrui look down on her even more, thinking she was being dramatic.
She forced a smile and wanted to stand up and say she was fine, but as soon as she moved her hand, Liang Bo covered it for her.
"Damn it, you're bleeding! How could it be so serious? Hurry and call a doctor!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Xi didn't hesitate, turned and ran to find staff to call for a doctor.
Zhan Jingrui originally didn't want any more interaction with He Yao and didn't want to look at her, but he couldn't help it now.
He took off his polo shirt, tore it into two long strips, and gestured for Liang Bo to move his hand away.
"There are too many germs on your hands, move aside quickly, use this to stop the bleeding first."
Liang Bo supported her, and Zhan Jingrui bandaged her.
After a flurry of activity from the two, the resort doctor arrived.
Upon opening the strip, he saw that the wound was quite large and needed stitches, as well as a tetanus shot. "You should go to the hospital."
Without delay, Liang Bo said, "I'll go get the car, wait for me here! I'll be back immediately!"
Originally, Liang Bo was holding He Yao as she sat on the ground, with Zhan Jingrui squatting beside her.
In his haste, he ran off, and He Yao naturally fell next to Zhan Jingrui.
Thinking that they were already engaged and her fiancé was right there, she couldn't lean on him. He Yao tried to steady her dizzy head.
But she couldn't, she was really dizzy.
Zhan Jingrui quickly supported her shoulder: "Don't move, don't be afraid. I'm here, don't panic."
"No, not panicking..."
He Yao wanted to push his hand away, but the slightest movement made her head spin.
The doctor, seeing how pale her face was, quickly advised her, "It must have been too much force, you have a concussion. You absolutely must not move around in this situation."
Soon, Liang Bo drove the car to the entrance of the venue.
Hearing him running in and shouting, Zhan Jingrui slowly helped He Yao to stand up.
"How is it? Can you walk?"
He Yao wanted to be brave and say yes, but before she could even speak, she felt like she was going to fall forward. Fortunately, Zhan Jingrui caught her and held her neck with one arm.
"Forget it, don't walk. I'll carry you."
After saying that, he very slowly and gently picked He Yao up in a princess carry.
His upper body was bare, and He Yao faced his chest.
Even though so many years had passed, the scenes of them being intimate in that house instantly flashed back.
She missed this embrace, this warmth, this heartbeat, this scent so much.
Even though Chu Xi was right there, doing this was really inhumane, He Yao told herself silently.
Just let me be willful this once. There won't be another chance. I'm sorry, Chu Xi.
Then she lost consciousness.
When she woke up, she was already in the hospital.
The fluorescent lights of the hospital illuminated the room brightly and glaringly, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night.
It seemed like no one was around. He Yao rested for a while, felt less dizzy, and wanted to figure out the time. She propped herself up with her arms, trying to sit up.
Liang Bo's voice sounded from the foot of the bed: "You're awake?"
He Yao lay still: "Mm. How long have I slept? What time is it now?"
"It's past three in the morning. I'm sorry, I gave you a concussion."
He Yao didn't speak, thinking to herself: Why didn't you make me stupid? Make me forget everything? It would be best if I remembered nothing.
Liang Bo thought she was angry and walked over to look at her, seeing that her eyes were open.
"Are you angry with me? Don't want to talk to me anymore?"
"It's not that serious."
"Then why aren't you talking?"
"I don't know what to say."
Liang Bo dragged a chair over and sat beside her, saying nothing more.
Although He Yao didn't look at his expression or hear anything different in his words, she clearly felt that Liang Bo was different.
Perhaps because of too much guilt or something else, his attitude towards her seemed less persistent.
After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but turn to look at him.
"You know you were wrong and feel too ashamed to talk to me, so you're not talking either?"
Liang Bo's expression was heavy. He stared at her for a long time, then suddenly let out a wry smile.
"He Yao, I know you're a woman with a story, but I didn't expect... I'm not worthy of pursuing you. I won't bother you anymore."
What did he mean? He Yao didn't understand.
He continued: "I think I know everything now. The things you don't want to talk about, I've guessed them all."
"I'm sorry for forcing you to play tennis today. Really, I regret it. If time could turn back..."
"Stop with that nonsense. I wouldn't be angry with you for something like this, you didn't do it on purpose."
He Yao interrupted him.
"What happened? What's wrong? Why are you acting like this?"
Liang Bo didn't say: "I have absolutely no intention of prying into your private affairs. If you don't want to talk about it in the future, I won't ask anymore. I'm truly sorry."
Apologizing again and again but not stating the reason, He Yao was almost driven mad by him and wanted to hit him.
Liang Bo quickly held her hand.
"Don't get agitated. You can't get agitated now. The doctor said you need to rest well."
"Then why don't you hurry up and say it? Will you only be satisfied if you drive me crazy?"
"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that I don't know how to say it."
"Tell the truth, say it as it is! Are you going to tell me or not?"
Seeing that he was genuinely upset, and knowing that this matter would eventually come out, Liang Bo could only tell her the truth.
"When you came in, your condition was quite serious. You were in shock. We didn't know if you had any allergies, so the doctor checked your medical records."
"Just because of that? Then what?"
"Then, then..."
He Yao suddenly understood.
Seven years ago, she had undergone surgery.