Chapter 280 I cry because I feel sorry for you
Nanchuan Shijue's heart ached—
He could bear the beatings, but he couldn't bear her sudden concern. His heart ached so much!
"I don't need your fake concern!" He said with a stiff face, the crisscrossing scars showing hideously under his fair skin.
"Are you mad at me for helping Sen Sen just now? I didn't know it was the pair of wolf-head leather shoes he broke. I'm sorry, blame me..."
"That's enough," Nanchuan Shijue interrupted sternly, "I don't want to hear your excuses."
Every time I coax him with my mouth, my actions tend to favor others.
He would never be fooled by this woman again—
"Nanchuan Shijue..." Ning Fengsheng sobbed helplessly, "You're an adult, why are you jealous of a three-year-old... Besides, being angry is one thing, but how can you torture yourself? Who else could beat you like this? Are you torturing yourself again?"
"Miss Si is meddling too much!"
Ning Fengsheng opened his eyes wide with tears in his eyes. Could it be that he really beat himself up?
"What did you promise me? You said you would live a long life and take good care of yourself. What if you die of illness? Have you ever thought about what I would do—"
"Died of illness?" He sneered, burying his face in the pillow. The corners of his eyes were abnormally red, and he was obviously still angry. "Compared to dying of illness, being angry to death by you is faster..."
"How could I bear to make you angry..."
Reluctant? When she kissed and hugged the boy and smiled tenderly;
When she gave the boy a "wolf" hat as a token of their friendship;
When she rushed over to protect the boy and questioned him without knowing the truth -
Ning Fengsheng, has she long forgotten who her man is?!
"Go." His voice grew colder and colder, like an icicle piercing one's heart. "Moss, send her out!"
"I won't leave!" She shook her head, tears completely blurring her vision. "I know you don't want me to leave... Nanchuan Shijue, look into my eyes, do you dare to say you want me to leave? You clearly can't bear to let me go! You clearly... don't want me to leave!"
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"I was wrong... You raised Sen Sen very well. I'm sorry, Nanchuan Shijue, I was really wrong! I have no right to criticize how you raise your children. I just feel sorry for you... I really feel sorry for you..."
Ning Fengsheng couldn't continue, tears welled up in her eyes, she cried uncontrollably...
The air was stagnant for a full half minute.
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly sighed heavily, his tone still hard: "Come here."
Ning Fengsheng was stunned and moved forward obediently.
"Come here," he ordered again, his eyes sweeping over her red, tearful eyes. His Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly shouted, "Moss! Paper!"
Moss hurriedly handed over the tissue box.
Nanchuan Shijue raised his hand with great effort, grabbed a tissue, and put it stiffly on her face.
"Come again, do you want to hurt me to death?"
Damn it, he doesn't even have the strength to move his arms now!
"Don't move!" Ning Fengsheng moved his face closer and grabbed his wrist anxiously, "Don't use too much force..."
"Then don't cry." He gently wiped her tears.
"Woo..." Ning Fengsheng pouted, "You're not angry with me anymore?"
"Seeing you cry is more painful than beating me with dozens of sticks!" He whispered, his voice filled with a hint of helplessness that even he despised. "Did you come here specifically to torture me?"
Ning Fengsheng's heart felt like it was hit by something, feeling sore and soft.
She grabbed the tissue and frantically wiped away her tears: "I won't cry anymore... I really won't cry anymore..."
But the tears seemed to have their own ideas and kept flowing down...
"I... am such a bastard." He frowned and stared at the big tears rolling down. Every drop was like a whip lashing him. "I have a bad personality, a bad temper, a vicious mouth, and can't speak human language... Besides making you cry, what else can I do?"
"Nanchuan Hereditary Lord..."
"These past three years...you've been doing well without me."
Ning Fengsheng was stunned.
"Miss Si, standing on the podium, is full of energy and looks free and easy."
He looked at her, and in his bottomless eyes, a deep, almost desperate admiration and... pain was clearly reflected.
His thin lips curled up in an extremely bitter arc, "Unlike you now - you always cry when you are around me."
"Nanchuan Shijue, I..."
"When you smile... you're beautiful." His expression was gloomy, and every word seemed to be dug out from the deepest part of his heart. "The spotlight shining on you... is dazzling and charming."
Ning Fengsheng's heart ached.
Has he been silently watching over her for the past three years?
Nanchuan Shijue closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, only a kind of almost cruel calmness remained in them: "Leaving me is the right thing to do."
"Don't talk nonsense."
"You're stronger without me. Ning Fengsheng, why do you always cry when you see me?"
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"I don't fucking want to see you cry anymore! You look so ugly when you cry!"
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"Get out of here and pursue the happy life you want. Don't waste time with a useless person like me... You shouldn't have come back. Leaving me was the best decision you ever made..."
"No..." Ning Fengsheng finally couldn't help crying again, "It's not what you think!"
Those smiles in front of the camera are all fake.
Behind that seemingly glamorous life were countless nights of missing him and Sen Sen, and the loneliness of silently crying while holding their photos.
She thought he would understand, thought he would know that she had never forgotten him.
"Without you, I am in pain every day, not a single second is happy..."
"I think every day, it would be great if you were here with me."
"I won those awards just to make myself better, so that when I come back one day, I can be worthy of you..."
Nanchuan Shijue frowned tightly, as if he didn't understand what she said.
"Silly boy... why do you always make me cry... because you are the person I love most in this world. Only you can make me shed so many tears..." Ning Fengsheng pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, "I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that, you are not a useless person..."
Ning Fengsheng looked at his pale face and the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, knowing that he must be in pain.
She reached out and carefully held his hand that was hanging by the bed. His hand was cold and was still trembling slightly.
"Does it hurt?" she asked softly, tears starting to fall uncontrollably again. "I'm crying because I feel bad for you..."
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"Nanchuan Spyker! Do you think... standing in the sun and being photographed is my whole life? Do you think... tears are shed for others to see?!"
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"Do you know what I'm like at night?! When everyone's gone and I'm the only one left... When the room is eerily quiet, when I wake up in the middle of the night..."
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