Chapter 131 It turns out that Shen Jin hated him to the bone.
Yan Yu, who was initially delighted at the sight of hope outside the door, was taken aback by the sudden turn of events. His face, which had been carrying a slight smile, froze completely.
He wondered if he had misheard something. How could Shen Jin possibly say such a thing to him? Could that person still be Shen Jin?
Yan Yu was completely stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning. His expression remained frozen, and he pursed his dry lips: "You... what did you just say?"
Shen Jin, who was in the room, seemed to chuckle softly, and asked with a hint of teasing, "You...didn't you hear me just now?"
When those words were spoken, Yan Yu's face turned deathly pale, his eyes wide open, as if the person in the ward was no longer the gentle and refined man he once was, but had transformed into a vengeful ghost, inspiring fear in everyone...
"...What...what are you saying, Chen Jin..." Yan Yu tried to force a smile, stiff and awkward. He kept telling himself it was all fake, and then forced himself to speak, "What...what's wrong with you?"
“I’m fine,” Shen Jin smiled. Through the door, Yan Yu couldn’t see his face or what kind of expression he had. He only heard him laugh in a nonchalant tone, “I was just chased by you, got into a car accident, and lay in bed for a while, not knowing whether I was alive or dead.”
Yan Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, his pale face looking like a ghost. For a moment, he didn't even have the courage to stand there anymore, and he didn't think about how to please Shen Jin to get his forgiveness, or even to get him to open the door and take a look at him...
...He just wanted to escape, so he lifted his leg and ran away without a care, to run far away, to avoid facing Shen Jin and his cold mockery, he just wanted to stay far away from him.
Regardless of what he was thinking at that moment, he didn't move. He remained standing outside the door, even though all his strength had been drained. He didn't move, but with red eyes, he called out, "Shen Jin... I'm sorry, I... I'm sorry..."
He knew that Shen Jin wouldn't be able to let things go, after all, so many things had happened, she should hate him to death by now... Now that things had come to this point, he didn't know how to resolve the situation.
If only time could turn back, then he would have cherished and pampered Shen Jin the first time he met him, and treated him very well. Unfortunately, there are no "ifs".
Everything that has happened, whether good or bad, still exists, and the injuries Shen Jin suffered were never fake... Just like Shen Jin's resentment towards him now, it couldn't be more real.
His repeated "I'm sorry"s drifted in through the door, and Shen Jin heard them clearly, but found them extremely grating. Instead of feeling anything, he felt particularly annoyed: "What's the use of you apologizing to me? Don't you have anything else to say besides that?"
What does the simple phrase "I'm sorry" mean? Can those three simple words erase all the wounds he suffered in the past? If "I'm sorry" could solve everything, there wouldn't be so much love and hate in this world...
Yan Yu was rarely questioned so directly by Shen Jin, who was filled with anger and a hint of naked hatred. He was completely stunned and didn't know how to answer. He was as bewildered and helpless as a child.
He was like a swaying tree branch, helpless and vulnerable. If the wind blew any stronger, he would fall over.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Shen Jin asked, his tone still flat, revealing no emotion, but it was like a sharp iron weapon piercing Yan Yu's softest spot, catching him completely off guard and causing him excruciating pain.
Forget about speaking, Yan Yu felt as if a huge stone was lodged in his chest, slowly sinking, causing him excruciating pain and making it hard to breathe. Yet, Shen Jin could still leisurely ask, "...Didn't you just say...that you'd do anything as long as I forgive you?"
Yan Yu understood the meaning behind his words, which corresponded to Shen Jin's words not long ago, "Are you willing to be treated like a dog by me?" How ironic, how unbelievable.
Could these really be the words of Shen Jin? Why does he seem like a completely different person, someone he no longer recognizes...?
"What...what's wrong with you?" Yan Yu couldn't believe Shen Jin would become like this. "I know you're angry, but you wouldn't be like this..."
"Angry?" Shen Jin interrupted him incredulously, laughing and gritting his teeth as he asked, "You actually said I'm angry? You sum it up in just two simple words? Who gave you the confidence to think I'm only angry with you! Have you forgotten what you've done!"
Shen Jin slammed his hand on the door with a loud "smack," as if he had become a different person, his face grim: "Getting angry is too mild! How many times have you almost killed me?! Even if I stabbed you to death! Cut you into eight pieces and threw you into the sea, I would still feel like I'd dirty my hands! Disgusting!"
Yan Yu felt a "boom" in his head, as if all his nerves had snapped. He staggered a few steps and almost fell. His hands trembled as he braced himself against the door in front of him to prevent himself from falling. Overwhelmed by his emotions, he started coughing.
He coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, looking like a hanged ghost. His face was contorted, extremely ugly, and he struggled to breathe, leaning weakly against the door. His voice was tinged with a sob: "Shen Jin..."
Shen Jin could hear him coughing so hard he was about to suffocate outside the door, but he felt no pity whatsoever. Instead, he felt a sense of pleasure and said indifferently, "I have another name, Rong Jin."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly opened the door to the ward. With a gentle pull, Yan Yu, who was leaning against the door due to his weakness, stumbled and fell into the ward as he opened the door unexpectedly.
Shen Jin was standing at the door when his pupils suddenly contracted. Seeing that he was in such a bad state, with a pale face and bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, and was lying down, Shen Jin instinctively wanted to reach out and catch him and help him up.
“Sinking Ashes…” Yan Yu’s eyes lit up with joy, and he secretly felt that it was worth it to fall in like this.
But Shen Jin's outstretched hand froze in mid-air for some unknown reason. He withdrew his hand, his face darkened, and instead of helping him up, he moved aside, letting Yan Yu fall in like that.
When Yan Yu fell in and saw Shen Jin, he thought Shen Jin would help him up. At least he saw him raise his hand, but he didn't expect him to pull it back and stand aside as a bystander.
Yan Yu stumbled into the house in front of Shen Jin, with nothing to grab onto for support. He fell face-first to the floor, landing on the ground in a very disheveled state. He even hit his nose on the hard floor, causing hot blood to flow from his nose.
Shen Jin stood unmoved beside the person who had fallen to the ground, and asked expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"
"I... feel a little dizzy..." Yan Yu felt embarrassed and ashamed, and his heart ached terribly. He forced a smile on his pale face, but it looked extremely awkward, embarrassing, and without any dignity.
As he braced himself on the ground, trying to stand up, he couldn't help but look up at Chen Jin, who was standing straight in front of him, wearing a light-colored hospital gown that was very clean.
Shen Jin looked down at him, who had fallen and was sprawled on the ground, seemingly enjoying his disheveled appearance. He found it particularly amusing, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
The moment his eyes met Yan Yu's, he shuddered slightly, feeling as if those eyes were something he had never seen before, terrifyingly unfamiliar.
Yan Yu's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were a little moist. He asked in a low voice, "...Who...are you?"
He felt like this was a stranger, no longer the pure Shen Jin he once knew, as if overnight, he had become a completely different person...
“I am Shen Jin, and also Rong Jin.” Shen Jin was taken aback, looking at him with a bit of confusion, and smiled slightly, saying, “Shen Jin is the one who, in A, had no power or influence and struggled to survive, living a hard life. Later, because I met you, you destroyed everything... and I can only live a miserable life under your control.”
"As for Rong Jin, he was also a pitiful person. He should have been a young master who had no worries about food and clothing, but he was framed and ended up in the distant City A. He lived a hard life and was covered in wounds... until he finally found his identity again."
When Shen Jin said this, his gaze suddenly turned cold. He lowered his head slightly to look at Yan Yu, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly smiled at him: "After regaining this identity, you can no longer do whatever you want to me like before. Instead, you have to come to me in a low voice to beg for forgiveness. Aren't you... very disappointed?"
"No...no..." Yan Yu's face was deathly pale, his voice trembling. He instinctively shook his head, denying his words, "I didn't...I just...I..."
"What?" Shen Jin glared at him. "Did you just suddenly have a change of heart and regret it, so you came here to beg for forgiveness? Or do you think I will forgive you, that I will pretend nothing happened, and that I will be kept by your side like a dog?"
Yan Yu was speechless under his questioning. All the things he had done to Shen Jin in the past came to mind clearly, making it hard for him to breathe. His body swayed, and the body that was trying to stand up fell back to the ground.
He knew he had wronged Shen Jin, but only after Shen Jin said those words did he realize that the harm he had caused Shen Jin all along was far more serious than he had imagined...
The idea of getting him to forgive is now a complete joke, because after regaining his memories, Shen Jin not only has no love for him whatsoever, but also hates him to the core...
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