0025 Jiang Shi (1)

He locked her up for three days.

He was kept locked up in his villa in J city.

He slammed the door and left, leaving her alone there. The curtains were drawn, and the room was completely dark; she was plunged into endless darkness.

At first, her lower body burned with pain, the result of his tearing penetration. She didn't know what to do, and stayed in the room alone, wiping away tears. Lying in bed, she lost track of time, feeling unbearably hungry. She wanted to get up and find something to eat, but then, as if punishing herself, she didn't do it.

Because she was thinking of her brother, Ah Yan.

He finally admitted that he was the one who harmed Brother Ayan; he was the murderer, but wasn't she also an accomplice who let the wolf into the house?

Brother Ayan is still in danger, how could she have the face to eat the food from the murderer's room again?

She could hardly believe how a person could be so wicked, yet his actions had already left her heart scarred.

He lay there all alone, until his mouth was dry and his tongue was cracked, and he made it through the next day.

My mind was completely blank.

More unbearable than the physical torment and pain was the remorse in her heart.

She seemed to have a fever, her body was both cold and hot, and in her hazy state, she thought of Brother Ayan's voice and smile, her heart filled with an unbearable heaviness.

In the early hours of the third day, someone finally pushed open the door and came in as fast as the wind, pulling her into a strong embrace with the cool night air, and then they ran wildly.

She was unconscious and could no longer hear the man calling her name, his voice filled with despair. She heard a clinking sound, felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand, and then felt a cool liquid flowing into her.

In a daze, she heard someone say in a surprised tone, "My God, your injuries need to be treated quickly." She lost the ability to think, only knowing that a hand was holding her and had not let go. The name she subconsciously called out was still Shen Yan's.

It was later learned that she slept for two whole days in the hospital before waking up.

The first person I saw when I woke up was him.

His face was much paler, and he looked somewhat haggard.

She didn't notice why he, who was always afraid of the heat, was wearing a jacket on such a hot day, because she had already figured out some things by then.

Yes, during the days I was in a coma, the only image that kept recurring in my mind was that of Brother Ayan.

She finally understood why she felt so uncomfortable and awkward when faced with his confession, but was willing to use Brother Ayan as a reason to escape and a safe haven when she saw him.

Because of love.

She loves her brother, Ayan.

She, who had always been clueless about love, finally saw her own feelings clearly. In these days filled with immense pain and torment, she finally understood why she used to feel happy when she thought of Brother Ayan, and why she felt so breathless with pain when Brother Ayan was injured.

Only when tears have dried up the heart can one understand that love will inevitably hurt.

“Come with me,” he said.

"I'm going to take the college entrance exam." She didn't look at him; her eyes were empty, yet her words already created a world of distance between them. Her heart felt utterly barren.

He quickly came into her line of sight, took her hand, and said, "Then let's wait until after the college entrance exam, and you'll get into a university in B City..."

"I don't want to!" She forcefully shook off his hand, and in the struggle, blood flowed back into the IV line. She no longer wanted to hear him talk about these meaningless futures.

"Chen Yixu, I don't like you! I hate you!" She shouted it out forcefully, her words filled with malice.

He completely collapsed, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time, only to be defeated by a single sentence.

She turned away, unwilling to look at him, tears streaming down her cheeks and into her other eye, causing her a sharp pain.

But I must continue...

Didn't he like her? This was the only weapon she could use to hurt him while lying in her hospital bed, and she had to use it well.

She said, "Why wouldn't I accept your confession? Don't you know who I like? We've known each other since birth, and we have so many memories together. My parents both like him very much, and so do I..."

"Stop talking!" he interrupted her, his eyes bloodshot.

Not to be outdone, she abruptly turned to face him again: "I like him too! I love him! Unlike you, you're a devil despised by everyone!"

He grabbed her neck in a fit of rage, and her face quickly turned bright red. But seeing his ugly expression, she knew in her heart that this was a battle with the outcome already decided. She didn't struggle, and instead laughed.

He quickly released her.

She was truly raised in a prominent family in Beijing; even after hearing such insulting words, she could recover quickly and calm down, while she coughed violently in her hospital bed, looking disheveled.

"If that's the case, then you'll see what I'm capable of." He looked at her, his eyes unusually deep and dark.

That was the confidence of the soon-to-be ruler, and the condescending gaze of someone wielding supreme power to deal with powerless individuals like them.

"Go to City B, and stay by my side."

"He Lingling, Shen Yan's life is in your hands."

It is a silent wail, a blood-swallowing compromise, a prisoner's confinement that lasts for ten years.

She was no longer free; she had to sacrifice half her life to atone for her brother, Ah Yan's sins.

The so-called farewell was nothing more than saying "I am still with Chen Yixu" in front of Brother Ayan when faced with Fenfang's questioning.

She saw the clear tears in her brother Ayan's eyes, a solace for the rest of her life. She would use a string of tears to comfort herself during countless unbearable nights spent with the enemy.

She finally realized that he loved her too. She could only hate herself for understanding his pure and gentle feelings so late in life.

She should stay away from him now; he is already a broken piece of jade, while she is an even more lowly duckweed.

But eventually, the river also abandoned her...

P.S.: Still asking for comments... *crying*