SOLD to My Ex: A Forbidden Service Contract - Chapter 9
On the evening of the third day, I sat on a pedestrian bridge, letting the wind blow through my hair.
It was almost dark, and I watched the traffic stream by, suddenly feeling empty.
Just then, my phone vibrated. I looked down.
There was only one unread text message on the screen, from a contact saved as just two characters: [Zhou Yan]. The message itself was also just two words: [Baby, where are you?]
I stared at those two words for a long time, and then… I didn’t reply.
I put my phone back on airplane mode and threw it in my bag. This time, I was really ready to leave his life.
Even if he knelt down again this time, I didn’t want to go back.
On the morning of the fifth day, I finally turned my phone on. A barrage of missed calls and unread texts popped up like crazy.
I was about to delete them all when the phone suddenly rang. It was the club manager.
I hesitated for a moment, but I answered it.
“Song Yu!” his voice on the other end was frantic. “Why did you just answer your phone? Zhou Yan is in the hospital!”
I froze. “…What?”
“He has a high fever that won’t go down, he’s been admitted to the hospital, and his condition is very bad. They need a signature now, and they can’t find his emergency contact, so they had to call you!”
My mind went blank. It was only then that I realized… I had been out of touch for five whole days.
He had no way of contacting me. My mind was a complete blank. I practically jumped out of bed, changed my clothes, and stumbled out the door.
My phone was still vibrating, and the text messages were like daggers stabbing at me: [Come back. I didn’t mean to not stop you.]
[Honey, I can’t find you.]
[…I have a fever. I dreamed that you left.]
[I can’t hold on anymore.]
Tears streamed down my face, my thumb trembling as I opened the last location message.
He was in the hospital, in the emergency room. I ran there like a madman.
When I rushed to the hospital, the doctor was just coming out of the emergency room. “Are you his family?” he asked me.
I nodded, my eyes red.
The doctor handed me a form. “High fever caused dehydration. He’s been hospitalized for three days. We need a signature now.”
I took the pen with trembling hands and signed my name.
The doctor glanced at me and softened his tone slightly. “You’re his boyfriend, right? When he was unconscious, he kept calling a name.”
“What was it?”
He paused, then said, “Song Yu.”
I felt like I had been hit by something.
The world went silent in that instant.
