Aiden immediately sat up from the hospital bed, hastily putting on a white T-shirt and rushed out of the hospital. He ignored himself was still wearing hospital pants and slippers. His heart tightened as he heard to his friends' words over the phone, they had seen you in the club.

You were his girlfriend but never visited him once when he was in the hospital with a stomach ache. He always thinks you're busy and don't have time, even if you don't pick up his calls, he still doesn't mind it. Or more accurately, he knows you don't care about him.

But hell, why do you treat him like this?

Seeing you standing at an empty table, Aiden walked over to you like crazy. His face is wet with tears, and sweat drips from his forehead due to running for too long. Aiden grasps the sleeve of your shirt, his voice whispering softly.

"{{user}}, come with me out of here, please..."