Chapter 152

The main story is complete (Part 2)

Let's go back twenty minutes.

Gu Shinian's story was concise and objective, without any superfluous adjectives to embellish it. As for whether it was moving enough, the people lying on the ground, tears streaming down their faces, said it all.

Cheng Sangluo's shock stemmed from Lin Jin's year-long silent affection, and from the pain of having spent all her time harboring resentment towards those who framed her, thus forgetting her experiences outside of time, and therefore failing to recall that first encounter where she had no recollection of Lin Jin's appearance.

As her long-buried memories were gradually unearthed, her heart-wrenching sobs gradually turned hoarse, until they transformed into heart-wrenching whimpers. Large tears slid down her nose and onto the ground, each drop filled with deep regret and immense self-hatred.

Gu Shinian stood up, straightened her clothes, and winked at the two bodyguards, signaling them to keep a close watch on the door and not let anyone unimportant in. But she spoke to the person kneeling at her feet, beating her chest in frustration: "You have hurt her again and again, and yet you keep saying you love her. Now I'm going to expose everything you don't know. What reason do you have to bother her?"

If I were you, I would choose to slink away, preserving my dignity and giving her some space to think about the future.

Whether you're an observer or Lin Jin's close friend, from any perspective, I think you're not good enough for her. In terms of family background, wealth, power, intellectual level, and interpersonal skills, you're inferior in every aspect.

You said she was standing on a cloud, but you never realized that people on a cloud have no reason to look at people and things in the dust. But she always wanted to break down the class barrier for you, while you were ashamed and only wanted to be a frog in a well.

I'll say it again, I won't let you see her, not tonight, and never again.

"You should leave. You'd better disappear completely."

Gu Shinian gave the final order to leave, then turned and waved to the bodyguard, signaling him to take Cheng Sangluo to the elevator.

Cheng Sangluo lay slumped on the ground, perhaps still immersed in the sad story. Her legs were so weak that she couldn't even stand up, and she could only let the two bodyguards rudely pull her arms.

For a moment, she really had the idea of ​​not seeing Lin Jin, questioning whether her appearance would make everything worse. Fortunately, her strong sense of unwillingness drove away such thoughts.

She wanted to see Lin Jin, to speak her mind clearly, to express her feelings and longing, and to sincerely apologize for leaving without saying goodbye, for the forgotten past, and for failing to protect her lover as promised. These listed mistakes piled up at this moment, creating an unimaginable obsession—she must not leave any regrets, otherwise time will punish everyone who has any remorse.

"I can't leave..." Cheng Sangluo murmured, pulling her arm back, her tone becoming more resolute: "I can't just leave like this..."

"Lin Jin is my wife..." She stumbled and turned to her feet, struggling to push the bodyguard away, her tone finally becoming defiant: "I want to see my wife! You can't stop me!"

In an instant, Cheng Sangluo's low growl, full of warning, echoed in the corridor.

Of course, she has always been a woman of her word, and even harbored the evil thought of killing anyone who stood in her way, coldly threatening: "I just said, if you want to stop me, the three of you are not enough to fight me."

Upon hearing this, the two bodyguards immediately went on high alert, taking steps to force Cheng Sangluo to the other side of the corridor in order to isolate her from any threat to their boss.

But no matter how tall and strong they were, they couldn't withstand the fierce attack of a special forces soldier.

Cheng Sangluo was agile. She grabbed the tie of the bodyguard who was closest to her and quickly wrapped it around his neck several times, disrupting his breathing. At the same time, she elbowed another bodyguard who pounced on her, easily knocking both of them off balance.

The narrow corridor prevented the three from fighting freely, and Cheng Sangluo didn't want to waste time at the door, so she simply stepped over the person lying on the ground.

She rushed in front of Gu Shinian, grabbed her neck with one arm, and pressed her back against the door, warning the restless bodyguards: "If you stand still, I won't hurt her."

Gu Shinian had seen it all, acting as if nothing was wrong. He didn't even flinch, and sneered, "Cheng Sangluo, if you report this to the police, you'll be detained for at least a while."

“Miss Gu, I’m sorry. I just wanted to see Lin Jin. You forced me to resort to violence. I may not come to apologize in person another day. As long as I can see her, it’s worth it even if I’m detained by Captain Ji for ten or fifteen days!” Cheng Sangluo responded with a fierce look while touching the electronic lock on the door.

Fortunately, I had registered my fingerprint when I bought the house, so I heard the beeping sound when I tried to unlock it after a couple of tries.

She cautiously took two steps back towards the door before pushing Gu Shinian toward the bodyguard, then turned and ran frantically toward the bedroom.

The caregiver was carrying a bowl of freshly cooked porridge out of the kitchen when she saw a stranger barging into the bedroom. She called out urgently, "Mr. Lin is taking a bath. Please don't barge in like that!"

Tonight was full of twists and turns. From Wei Yun to Ji Nanxing to Qin Congyi and then to Gu Shinian, everyone told her about Lin Jin, piecing together the fragmented memories of her lover to form a complete picture.

This Lin Jin was unfamiliar and vulnerable, a stark contrast to the person who appeared at the convenience store entrance on the day of her release from prison.

No matter how you look at it, the Lin Jin described by others and the Lin Jin she met have one thing in common—Lin Jin's love for her is selfless and unconditional, so selfless that it's heartbreaking.

Cheng Sangluo didn't care about anything else. The only things in front of her were two doors. She stormed into the bedroom with unstoppable momentum and then plunged into the bathroom, which had a half-open door, without hesitation.

"Lin Jin!" Her trembling voice was almost squeezed out of her throat, her heart burning with anxiety and longing that had accumulated over half a month. But when she tried to call out again, her voice stopped abruptly.

Cheng Sangluo finally met the lover she had been longing for, but she was not overjoyed, nor did her longing subside for even a moment.

Her first glance didn't fall on Lin Jin's face, but was drawn to the bright red stains that had spilled all over the ground.

The glittering shards of glass fell to the ground, their clinking sounds echoing in Cheng Sangluo's eyes.

Lin Jin had already raised the shard high, ready to plunge it into his own neck in one fell swoop, but was startled by the figure that suddenly barged in and subconsciously let go.

She stared blankly at the person at the door, wondering how she could have such a vivid hallucination when she hadn't lost too much blood.

Startled, she grinned, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, their depths shimmering with a broken, forlorn beauty. Then, she slid into the water, as if trying to sink to the bottom to admire the unseen moon in the sky.

Lin Jin laughed at Qin Congyi's ineffective medicine, and also at herself for being terminally ill, yet still weaving a beautiful illusion before her death.

In the misty bathroom, Cheng Sangluo couldn't see Lin Jin's appearance clearly, but her dazed look only lasted for two seconds.

She held her breath, listening to her own heart pounding, and ran to the bathtub, only to see that the water was stained with increasingly thick blood.

She was speechless, unable to utter Lin Jin's name, and half of her body sank into the bathtub to try and catch her limp, powerless lover.

Why are all the people and things hindering me? Why has even the water become slippery and sticky?

Her eyes were red from crying, and she wrapped her arms around Lin Jin's waist, sobbing heartbrokenly: "You can't just throw the truth at me and then leave me alone in this world!"

Didn't you say you'd be entangled with me for life? Didn't you say you'd never let me go? I promise you, I won't leave, I won't go anywhere, I'll be tied to you for life, you can't get rid of me even if you want to!

You love bullying me, don't you? Well then, live well and slowly torture me to get your revenge!

"Get up, Lin Jin, get up!"

Lin Jin kept her eyes open, looking at the blurry face through a layer of rippling blood. She didn't understand why the promise had to be made with such a heart-wrenching sob, until the sensation on her waist pulled her back to reality. It was the gritty feeling of calluses left by years of training.

She was stunned for a long time until she was pulled out by a powerful force. Her breathing became labored and she gasped for air, but thankfully, this made her much more awake.

Her unfocused vision slowly sharpened until Cheng Sangluo's face clearly came into view, and she murmured incredulously, "Sangluo..."

Perhaps disbelieving that the person she saw truly existed, she touched Cheng Sangluo's face with trembling fingertips, unable to resist carefully tracing his bright eyes and brows. The warm touch indicated that it was not a figment of her imagination before her death.

"I'm here..." Cheng Sangluo raised her hand and covered Lin Jin's hand, repeatedly responding, "I'm here... I'm here..."

Cheng Sangluo stared at the shard of broken glass on the ground, terrified that she had almost truly lost her lover. "You can't leave me alone in this world...you can't..."

Her tears of regret mingled with Lin Jin's blood, leaving deep tear tracks on her face. She wanted to rebuke her lover for not treasuring his life, but she couldn't bring herself to utter harsh words, because she was the one who started it all.

She picked up a piece of glass and plunged it into her wrist. The act was obsessive, but one could feel the same pain. She sobbed, "If I had come any later, I wouldn't have you! What would I do without you? I would have chosen to die right here, because I need to rush to the other world to find you!"

This fragile yet deafening vow startled Lin Jin, who stared wide-eyed at Cheng Sangluo.

"Don't hurt yourself!" In a panic, she slapped away the shards of glass stained with their blood, her nose stinging before tears streamed down her face. She finally realized she had almost made an irreparable mistake. "I'm sorry... Sang Luo... I..."

Cheng Sangluo kept biting her head, tightly hugging that thin body, "I'm the one who should apologize. My stubbornness always hurts you. I wasn't by your side in times of need... I'm sorry, how could I forget you seven years ago... I'm sorry..."

Gu Shinian, who arrived a step later, looked at the blood all over the ground, suppressed her anger and turned to look at the caregiver who didn't know what to do, but she didn't confront her at this moment.

She thought that if she delayed any longer after blocking Cheng Sangluo at the door, wouldn't she become a sinner caught in the middle? Fortunately, this person was determined to see Lin Jin.

She snatched the home medicine box from the caregiver's hand, silently placed it at the bathroom door, and then led the group away from the couple's new home.

Cheng Sangluo couldn't keep Lin Jin in a pool of blood forever, so as he got up, he grabbed her hand and pulled her clothes, as if to give her a little bit of security.

She turned around, pulled out the bath towel, and hurriedly wrapped it around the wet Lin Jin. She then carried the light and slender body in her arms and strode quickly to the bedroom.

Lin Jin wrapped her arms around Cheng Sangluo's neck, gazing at his sharply defined jawline. She felt as if she were in a dream, and smiled as she pressed her face against his neck. "How did you get here?"

Cheng Sangluo tightened her arms, then glanced at the medicine box at her feet. She looked up at the empty doorway, thinking that Gu Shinian should have already left, and swallowed the turmoil of the night with a smile.

She settled Lin Jin on the bed, wrapped him tightly in the blanket, and hurriedly fetched the medicine box.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and first gently wiped Lin Jin's long, dripping hair. During this time, she couldn't help but feel a momentary flutter in her heart and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Then, while busy cleaning the wound, she teased him, "I want to see you tonight. Even if there are countless mountains and rivers, nothing can stop my heart from longing for you."

Lin Jin liked the sweet words Cheng Sangluo unintentionally uttered, but the alcohol made her hiss in pain.

"Let me blow on it for you." Cheng Sangluo held her hand and carefully blew on it, then busied herself applying gauze. Her tone became a little heavier: "I would rather you hurt me than hurt yourself. Promise me you will listen to Dr. Qin, take your medicine on time and get well. I will always be with you."

"You know everything?" Lin Jin was stunned and tried to pull her arm away, but her lover held on tightly and she had no choice but to give up.

“I met many people today in order to see you. Wei Lian said that there was no chip implanted in my body, Captain Ji said that you almost got strangled to death by Lin Sheng when you used yourself as bait, Dr. Qin said that your illness has become so serious that it is out of control, and Miss Gu told me the story of the first time you and I met.” Cheng Sangluo recounted the story slowly, but her eyes gradually dimmed.

She remained silent for a moment before her tense shoulders slumped, and she sobbed, complaining to herself, "I've realized... the you I see and the you they talk about seem to be different people."

The Lin Jin I saw always seemed arrogant and domineering, and she was assertive in everything she did and said. She would do anything to get what she wanted.

But the Lin Jin they mentioned was so unfamiliar—that she was terminally ill, broken, cautious, and reckless. And these vulnerabilities I had never seen before all stemmed from me.

I finally realized where the problem lay.

What I see, good or bad, depends on which side you choose to project. I only see your strength because you don't want me to worry about you, so you bear all kinds of pain alone.

"You're plagued by a worsening illness, the pressure of your enemy's delayed retribution is mounting, and then there's me, your stubborn and disobedient lover, like a troublemaker."

The originally sentimental atmosphere was ruined by Cheng Sangluo's inappropriate choice of words, which made Lin Jin burst out laughing.

She pinched Cheng Sangluo's mouth with two fingers, complaining, "Don't describe yourself like that! You're a troublemaker, then what am I!?"

Cheng Sangluo scratched the back of her head sheepishly, muttering, "I...I...I..."

"Idiot, stop talking." Lin Jin leaned closer, letting her gaze trace her lover's features; that tender, affectionate look was more captivating than a kiss.

Cheng Sangluo blushed under his gaze, but unable to resist the attraction of his deep eyes, she quietly returned his gaze with a firm look.

At this moment, silence speaks louder than words; sweet nothings are lost in the deep affection in their gazes.

Lin Jin smiled gently, as if she had found the answer she was looking for in Cheng Sangluo's eyes.

She suddenly tilted her head, raised her fist as a microphone, and asked, "Ms. Cheng Sangluo, do you think Lin Jin is more important, or freedom?"

"That's a good question." Cheng Sangluo quickly covered his wife's hands with both hands, brought them to his lips and kissed them loudly, and answered truthfully: "Miss Cheng, who ran away from home, finally understands that there is no absolute freedom, only relative freedom. Just like the world without Lin Jin is a shackle, it turns out that there is freedom only where she is."

......

It was in the early hours of the morning.

Lin Jin changed into a comfortable bathrobe and sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs leisurely, holding a bowl of white porridge in her hand and taking small sips to eat.

The advantages of a small house are fully demonstrated here.

The side dish she served with the congee was Cheng Sangluo, while that person was busy cleaning the bathroom with his sleeves rolled up.

Looking at the shocking blood on the floor and the bloody water in the bathtub, Cheng Sangluo's heart pounded. Fortunately, Lin Jin's wound was not big. She didn't know if it would get infected. Just in case, she would have to go to the hospital to have it checked out tomorrow.

She picked up the shard of glass, glanced at the wound on her arm, and then, thinking of her wife's injured hand, quickly leaned forward and waved her head at Lin Jin, saying, "I think we can keep this thing."

Lin Jin put down her bowl, stared at the piece of glass, and nodded without hesitation, "Okay, keep it if you like it~"

Cheng Sangluo hurriedly got up and returned to Lin Jin, holding up the glass with gratitude: "I've decided that I will offer it tribute every year on this day to thank it for not killing my wife."

Lin Jin flicked Cheng Sangluo on the forehead, "Why thank it? You were the one who saved me."

“Hey, whether it’s because of your illness or something else, whenever you have suicidal thoughts, can you think about it?” Cheng Sangluo pleaded and explained, “When you think about it, you can think of me. We are in the same boat, we will live and die together. You know I never ask anything of you, but this time I’m really begging you. Please live well for my sake. The future is so long, I want to watch the sunrise and sunset with you every day.”

Seeing Cheng Sangluo's earnest yet pleading expression, Lin Jin was naturally tempted to agree immediately, but felt that giving in so easily would not serve as a warning, so he simply replied perfunctorily, "It depends on your performance. I'll have to observe and think about it."

"Ah!" Cheng Sangluo let out a cute yet helpless cry, put down the glass shard, and obediently knelt on the ground. "If you don't agree to my request, I won't be able to sleep well tonight."

"Then hurry up and change your clothes and get into bed. If you can't sleep, just doze off." Lin Jin tapped Cheng Sangluo's nose, got up, and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Cheng Sangluo was afraid his wife would disappear from sight, so he simply followed her around like a puppy.

At first, she stood obediently against the door frame, watching Lin Jin brush his teeth, occasionally clicking her tongue.

Lin Jin glared at her through the mirror, "What are you smacking your lips for?"

"I must have saved the Milky Way in my past life, no, no, I should say the entire universe, to be able to meet you in this life~" Cheng Sangluo said glibly, sneaking up behind Lin Jin and her hands began to wander.

She wrapped her arms around her wife's waist, hunched her neck, buried her face in the fragrant crevice of her neck, and sniffed deeply like a puppy. Only when she was satisfied did she speak, murmuring, "I think Dr. Qin said something wrong."

After rinsing her mouth, Lin Jin turned around and leaned against the sink, cupping Cheng Sangluo's face in her hands and asking with a smile, "What did you say wrong?"

"She said I'm not your life-saving medicine," Cheng Sangluo said pitifully, counting on her fingers to prove herself: "Except for not accompanying you to meet Lin Sheng today, counting tonight's incident, how many times do you think I've saved you? I'm clearly your life-saving medicine! My record is verifiable!"

Lin Jin laughed at her childish manner and tone, then chimed in, "Yeah, that's what I told her too. I said Cheng Sangluo is my savior, she's a miracle cure!"

Cheng Sangluo naturally rested his chin on his wife's palm, winking playfully, "As the saying goes, one should repay a life-saving debt with one's body. So tell me, how many times will you repay this debt with your body?"

Lin Jin raised an eyebrow and said generously, "I'll reserve them all for you in the next life, the life after that, and the life after that... I'll reserve them all for you."

Cheng Sangluo squinted, suspiciously asking, "Hey, what if after a while you get tired of just being with me?"

Lin Jin countered with a question: "Won't you get tired of it?"

Cheng Sangluo patted her chest and assured him, "No, I'm the kind of person who likes to stick with one person. My first love and my first wife have to be you."

Lin Jin swayed her hips and gave him a full hug, laughing as she replied, "What a coincidence! I also like to be hung up on one person; my first love and my original partner both have to be you."

"Don't copy me!" After a few laughs, Cheng Sangluo's smile faded.

She hugged the thin Lin Jin tightly and said solemnly, "Let's start over."

This sudden seriousness startled Lin Jin, who smiled knowingly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Cheng Sangluo kissed his wife's eyebrows and eyes with deep affection, lingering to her ear, and a soft breeze blew by: "Without intrigue or enemies to hinder us, I want to enjoy our love aimlessly through all four seasons."

I will sincerely create romance and surprises, but I only ask that you give me a chance to be a qualified lover.

Miss Lin, please allow me to formally pursue you this time.

The caged bird flies towards freedom, the Antarctic ice melts into spring water. My dearest, I finally have you.

(End of text)

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Jinjiang is having a bug that doesn't display all the author's comments, so I can only inform you here:

1. The next story, "The Sinful Lover," will be the last in this series. Please bookmark it.

2. This novel is expected to have around 10-20 side stories, depending on the situation.

You can keep looking forward to it. After all, I said I'd pursue her again, so there's still a lot to write about. There will be sweet moments, and plenty of suggestive content—those who know, know.

3. After the main story is finished, I will first return to Dr. Chi's story and write an 80,000-word epilogue. Dr. Chi's readers are in for a treat!

4. The non-commercial radio drama featuring the Ice Queen is currently in production; you can listen to it at the restaurant corner when it's released.

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