"Ji Heng..."

She leaned on the man's broad and strong shoulders, her nose suddenly felt sore and tears kept falling.

His clothes were soaked with tears.

Fu Cen slowly placed his hand on the back of her head and gently stroked it.

Just like before.

This is his little girl.

Fu Cen's expression softened little by little.

Pan Shu never had big mood swings, even in front of Ji Heng, it was no different from being in front of other men——

Play with emotions at will.

Passionate and heartless.

She is really a bad woman with a long history of bad deeds and selfishness.

But Ji Heng is different.

The men around Pan Shu come and go, never repeating themselves, except Ji Heng. From childhood to adolescence, Pan Shu always keeps a place for Ji Heng by her side that no one else can replace.

It can be said that she was brought up by Ji Heng.

Ji Heng is not much older than her.

But Ji Heng told her many truths gently and patiently as he held her hand and walked slowly on the path home, feeling the summer night breeze.

pity.

Ji Heng failed to teach her to be loyal in love.

She still grew crooked.

Pan Shu was afraid that the relationship between herself and Ji Heng would change, so she changed boyfriends again and again, but she never set her sights on Ji Heng.

Ji Heng is a gentleman as beautiful as jade, a young genius praised by the upper class for his elegance and dignity.

But Panshu didn't know.

This tall, handsome but not dazzling young man has long been imprisoned and is burning with jealousy.

There was a new face next to Pan Shu, and everyone was already used to it, except that the shy and handsome boy was Ji Heng's cousin.

Ji Heng drank a lot of wine that night.

On the way to send Pan Shu back to the villa, Ji Heng asked her——

Why can everyone do it but him?

Pan Shu was silent.

Then they had sex while drunk.

Rather than saying it was a drunken promiscuity, it would be more accurate to say that one person was intentionally indulging while the other had planned it for a long time.

After that night.

Her relationship with Ji Heng fell into an awkward and delicate situation.

Ji Heng never restrained her.

Gradually, Panshu began to change boyfriends frequently again.

She is playful and crazy.

Ji Heng couldn't control her.

All his will had long been lost in love.

But his desire to monopolize Pan Shu never disappeared, and Ji Heng forced himself into a situation where he was sure to die.

——The game is not over yet.

He thought.

He will be the final winner.

“…”

A long time passed.

Pan Shu's emotions returned to calm, but what followed was the question that lingered in her mind for a long time.

Why is Ji Heng still alive?

And he appeared right in front of her, in this mission world? Was it really such a coincidence?

"You..." Banshu opened her mouth.

Ji Heng curled his lips lightly, "Don't think too much, no matter what I want to do, my ultimate goal will not be to hurt you."

But——

Get you.

My love.

The snow fell even harder, with the sound of broken jade rustling.

"Ji Heng, after knowing you for so many years, I realized," Pan Shu curved her lips, "I've never really seen you clearly."

Ji Heng felt a sharp pain in his heart.

She is easily bored with the same thing.

She saw it clearly.

It means being abandoned.

Sometimes Ji Heng would rather not know her true nature so well, as it would be better than suffering in secret.

He might as well deceive himself and think that she once loved him, just like those men she abandoned.

She is a satisfactory lover.

But she never loved him.

Ji Heng taught Pan Shu many things, but what he learned from her was heart-wrenching pain.

——Love can be a disguise or a deception.

——She is cold and scary.

"Can't you see clearly..." Ji Heng answered her question again, "The Ji Heng in front of you is real."

He has a lot of plans.

But never lie to her.

The snow slowly stopped, and Ji Heng left on the soft and thick snow. A gorgeous red plum blossom passed by the window and bloomed in front of Pan Shu's eyes.

Panshu looked for a long time and suddenly felt a little cold. She was still wearing the black wool coat that Ji Heng had just taken off and given to her.

She closed the window, turned around, and was slightly startled. "When did you come?"

Wen Yao sat on the chair with his long legs crossed, his chin slightly raised, his expression indifferent and slightly cold.

He spun the lighter, and the grinding wheel of the lighter made a soft grinding sound. The man tilted his head and looked at her meaningfully. "It's been a long time."

Ban Shu slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, her blue-frozen hands slightly clasping her coat.

I subconsciously wondered how much Wen Yao had heard.

Wen Yao handed her the hot water bottle he had been holding in his arms. "Oh, you didn't feel cold after talking to other men for so long, but you're freezing cold in just a few moments in front of me? Panshu, how much do you dislike me?"

oh.

He must have heard it all.

Pan Shu guessed.

Wen Yao no longer showed any trace of his previous gentleness and consideration.

He seemed to be in a hurry.

Panshu reminded herself to be careful.

Because Wen Yao might be in a desperate situation. He is that kind of person.

Pan Shu didn't know why she was so confident.

It seems like I've experienced it before.

"Who is that man? My lover? How come I didn't know when you two hooked up?"

"Wen Yao, you're meddling too much."

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, then sneered. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ban Shu, why the hell can't you warm your heart?"

"It's been ten years, and I haven't left any trace in your heart?" He whimpered in pain like a trapped beast, and the tiny light in his eyes dimmed.

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