Chapter 1 Shen Zhen is her medicine

In the dimly lit room, suggestive sounds rose and fell.

"Um... Sister, no..." Shen Zhen looked up uncontrollably, her long eyelashes trembling, her eyes filled with tears, staring pitifully at the person in front of her.

Gu Yushu held Shen Zhen's waist tightly, pinched her chin, and stared straight into her eyes with his dark eyes. His eyes were filled with emotions that Shen Zhen could not understand. He asked in a low voice, "Zhenzhen, who am I?"

At this moment, Shen Zhen's consciousness was already somewhat blurred. She only felt that Yu Shu in her dream today was very strange. She hummed and tugged at Yu Shu's suit urgently, saying softly with a sob in her voice, "You are A Shu! You are my A Shu!"

Shen Zhen kissed those cool lips haphazardly. At that moment, the longing in her heart grew wildly like weeds. Whether it was a dream or a hallucination, heaven knows how much she had missed her in the past four years.

Yu Shu's heart trembled slightly. He pressed his forehead against her slightly feverish forehead and murmured, "Zhenzhen, what should I do?"

Under the dim light, two shapely figures were tightly intertwined, as if trying to make up for the four years of separation.

In the early hours of the morning, Yu Shu couldn't fall asleep. She gazed intently at the quiet person beside her. She had lost a lot of weight, and even in her sleep, a melancholy look lingered between her brows, as if she were going through a very difficult time.

The thought of Shen Zhen's misery tormented Yu Shu's heart. For the past four years, she had utterly hated Shen Zhen for abandoning her, yet seeing her being bullied, hearing her soft voice call out "A-Shu," her heart screamed desperately to forgive her, just to have her by her side. Yu Shu felt she was going mad; she must be poisoned, a poison only Shen Zhen could cure.

Yu Shu slowly reached out, unable to resist touching Shen Zhen's gaunt face. The moment her fingertips touched her delicate skin, Yu Shu froze, as if burned, her hand clenching into a fist and pulling back abruptly. Those beautiful memories, mixed with pain, tore at her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

Frustrated, Yu Shu threw back the covers and quietly walked to the balcony. Gazing at the winding lights, some bright and some dim, she couldn't help but smoke one cigarette after another. Only when the sun slowly rose did she take a shower and crawl into bed. She carefully wrapped her arms around Chen Zhen's waist, gently inhaling her hair; the familiar scent captivated her, and she didn't want to leave. Yet, she dared not make any other move, afraid that she might inadvertently reveal her feelings, afraid of falling for her again, afraid of being abandoned without hesitation once more.

When Shen Zhen woke up, it was already noon. She moved her body slightly, but her back ached terribly.

The person behind her tightened their grip around her waist, their voice slightly hoarse, and said impatiently, "Don't move, sleep a little longer."

For a moment, Shen Zhen froze, and everything from last night replayed rapidly in her mind. She had imagined countless scenarios of seeing Yu Shu again, but she never imagined it would be in this way.

Shen Zhen's eyes slowly reddened. Four years ago, between Yu Shu and money, she abandoned Yu Shu without hesitation and chose the latter. Four years later, for the sake of the Jiang family's business, she was sent to Yu Shu's side in this way again. She didn't know what Yu Shu would think of her, but she certainly looked down on herself, and a deep sense of inferiority enveloped her.

Shen Zhen gritted her teeth, trying not to cry, and quietly pressed her body closer to Yu Shu. She craved the familiar scent of her. Perhaps Yu Shu wouldn't be like this when she woke up? The Yu Shu of today was no longer the little mute girl who had her heart and soul completely devoted to her. She had long since lost her little mute girl...

When Shen Zhen woke up again, no one was beside her. She felt a pang of disappointment. As expected, Yu Shu, when fully awake, did not want to see her...

Shen Zhen sat up, her body aching, picked up the contract from the bedside table, and gently stroked it with her slender white fingers, a bitter smile playing on her lips.

The bathroom door was pushed open from the inside, and footsteps sounded. Shen Zhen raised her wet eyes and looked over.

Gu Yushu leaned lazily against the door, her short hair neat and her eyes hinting at coldness. Her long, snow-white legs were crossed and partially visible inside her bathrobe, making her look both noble and alluring.

Shen Zhen froze, her heart racing uncontrollably.

Gu Yushu casually brushed a stray hair behind her ear, her eyes devoid of warmth. A mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips as she coldly said, "You're willing to sell your body to negotiate a contract for Jiang Che, so you like him that much?"

Shen Zhen lowered her head in embarrassment, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions in her eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, and remained silent.

Gu Yushu's eyes were dark and unreadable as he looked Shen Zhen up and down, feeling a pang of bitterness in his heart. He said coldly, "Speak."

Shen Zhen turned her head away and said softly, "I didn't."

Shen Zhen is currently Jiang Che's girlfriend in name only; their relationship is purely transactional. Jiang Che needs a girlfriend, and she needs money—nothing more. For all these years, she seems to have always been short of money.

Gu Yushu approached slowly with a gloomy expression, his slender fingers pinching Shen Zhen's chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze. "Shen Zhen, it's been four years... Have you ever thought about me?"

Shen Zhen's breath hitched, and she unconsciously gripped the bed sheet beneath her. Her lips trembled slightly as she said, word by word, "No, not even once."

Yu Shu tightened her grip, her heart clenching with a sharp, persistent pain. Seven years ago, Shen Zhen found her, cared for her tenderly, and gave her warmth; they lived together for three years. Four years ago, Shen Zhen personally sent her back to the cold Gu family. In those four years, filled with hatred and resentment towards Shen Zhen, she had become increasingly assertive and ultimately rose to become the head of the Gu family.

Gu Yushu lowered his head and bit Shen Zhen's delicate lips hard. The taste of blood filled his mouth. "Shen Zhen, you're something else."

Surrounded by the cool fragrance, Shen Zhen trembled involuntarily. She closed her eyes in despair, tears sliding down her cheeks and disappearing into her long hair. This was what she owed her, and she deserved to suffer.

Gu Yushu was deeply pained by Shen Zhen's obedient appearance. Her Shen Zhen shouldn't be like this. The Shen Zhen of the past was like a weed, tenacious and tireless, always actively fighting and always wanting to live. Not like this lifeless creature.

Annoyed, Gu Yushu released her, picked up her coat, and turned to leave. She stopped at the door and said coldly, "Shen Zhen, you have no heart."

Only after that tall, slender figure completely disappeared did Shen Zhen collapse onto the bed, utterly exhausted. Her hand slowly touched the corner of her lips, where the touch of Yu Shu still lingered, and her cool fragrance remained. Tears welled in her eyes. Four years had passed, yet seeing her again still made her heart pound uncontrollably. She asked if she had thought of her during these four years. How could she not? In the initial period after their separation, Shen Zhen woke up crying every day. But later, she had to earn money to support Tuantuan, to pay for her grandmother's medical treatment, she had to survive. She was too exhausted to think about Yu Shu. In the end, it became something she dared not think about; the name Gu Yu Shu became a secret she could not touch.