Chapter 340 Come here, I want to hug you.
Nanchuan Shijue's body suddenly stiffened, and there was a storm in his eyes!
"What did you say?" He slammed his hand on the table, unable to control his temper. "Say it again?"
Ning Fengsheng was frightened, her little hands tightly gripping the spoon, but she still mustered up the courage to say, "I... I don't remember anything. I only remember Brother Ye Xiao..."
She was afraid that the Nanchuan nobles would not want her. Rather than being abandoned, she would rather find someone who would want her.
Nanchuan Shijue's face was terribly gloomy. He stared at Ning Fengsheng and tried hard to suppress the anger surging in his heart.
He knew that her IQ was only two years old, so he couldn't lose his temper with her.
But when he heard that she was going to find another man, especially that man was an owl, he was really overwhelmed!
"Why do you want to go find him?" He took a deep breath. "Didn't you have a lot of fun at the amusement park yesterday? Why are you leaving?"
Ning Fengsheng lowered his head and whispered, "I... don't want to stay here anymore."
Nanchuan Shijue's heart ached suddenly, as if he couldn't understand...
Don't want to be with him anymore?
Would she rather go find Xiaogou than him? In her eyes, he is even worse than Xiaogou——!
Nanchuan Shijue supported himself on the edge of the table with one hand and pressed his chest tightly with the other hand. The color of his lips turned from red to purple, and his breathing was so rapid as if his throat was being strangled.
"Master! Medicine! Heart pills--" Moss noticed something was wrong and immediately took out the first aid medicine and handed it over.
"I might as well die!" Nanchuan Shijue pushed the medicine bottle away. "Didn't you hear? She's going to find Xiaogou!!!"
"Ms. Ning is just kidding, don't take it seriously..."
"She wants Xiaogou over me, she wants Xiaogou..." Nanchuan Shijue's chest was pounding with pain, his head was swollen and confused, "Just because I was mean to you? I was mean to you once, and you don't want me anymore? Ning Fengsheng, you said you like me, but your love is so cheap... It was like this before, and it's still like this now. I'm just trash, you can throw it away whenever you want..."
Ning Fengsheng was frightened by his ferocious expression, and the silver spoon slipped from his hand.
She watched Nanchuan Shijue vomit a mouthful of blood, which splattered on the snow-white tablecloth...
"Master!" Moss supported him in time and shouted for a doctor.
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes went dark and his heart felt like it was pierced with a hole.
He stretched out his hand to grab something, but only grabbed empty space.
Before he fell into darkness, he heard his own hoarse voice: "If you don't want me... I will die in front of you..."
…
The medical team finally managed to stabilize Nanchuan Shijue's condition...
Fortunately, the first aid came in time.
Moss told Ning Fengsheng that the young master's heart had always been in poor condition and could not withstand any stimulation.
Ning Fengsheng's face was blank. She didn't understand what a heart attack was. She only knew that she had gotten into a big disaster.
Nanchuan Shijue was so angry that he vomited blood.
"Young Master is narrow-minded, possessive, and jealous! He can't stand hearing the Second Young Master's name, and you still say that..."
Ning Fengsheng lowered his head, tears filled his eyes, and buried his face in the teddy bear.
She remembered the way Nanchuan Shijue looked at her when he vomited blood, as if he wanted to carve her into his bones.
"The young master just woke up from a coma. Miss Ning, why don't you go and see him?"
Ning Fengsheng shook her head vigorously, tears falling even harder: "He... he was bleeding... it was me... he hates Shengsheng."
"No, the young master just had an old illness that came back. He'll be fine after taking some medicine. He must really want to see you. Will you go and keep him company?"
Moss had to persuade Ning Fengsheng to come over after much persuasion.
When she reached the door, she didn't dare to take another step and peeked inside through the crack.
Nanchuan Shijue lying on the bed was as pale as paper, with blood still lingering on his lips.
He had a scarf around his neck and was leaning against the headboard, flipping through his diary.
Moss recognized it immediately. It was the scarf Miss Ning had given him...
The diary was written on Miss Ning's private homepage, printed out and bound into a book.
Nanchuan Shijue flipped through the pages one by one, even though he had read every entry in the diary many times.
I can almost recite it!
Sometimes he would smile foolishly, sometimes his eyes would turn red, and sometimes he would stare blankly like a fool.
His finger pressed the button on the diary. After a brief rustling sound of electricity, a voice so familiar that it made his soul tremble, with a hint of shyness and an extremely solemn tone, sounded clearly:
"Nanchuan Shijue, I, Ning Fengsheng, love you... forever."
The recording is set to loop playback mode.
He had heard Ning Fengsheng's confession too many times, but he would never get tired of it.
Over and over again, it beat on his eardrums and tortured his broken heart.
Nanchuan Shijue's mouth curled up in mockery. "Forever?" What an ironic promise.
Four years ago, she fell into a deep sleep, leaving him with only a cold shell...
Now, she has completely forgotten what "love" is. She has completely forgotten him!
Ning Fengsheng, you liar, you abandon me time and time again.
Moss sighed. Every time the young master missed Miss Ning, he would take out the scarf and put it on...
Now the young master is thinking about Miss Ning again. Even though Miss Ning is right in front of him, he has forgotten everything...
"Miss Ning, please come in."
Hearing the voice, Nanchuan Shijue slowly turned his head.
The two people's eyes met in the air——
Ning Fengsheng's heart ached, he took two steps back and almost ran away.
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes were full of hostility, but when he saw Ning Fengsheng about to cry, he suppressed it.
He still felt a dull pain in his chest, but what made him even more uncomfortable was the way she looked like she wanted to escape from him!
"Come here," he ordered hoarsely.
Ning Fengsheng's body stiffened, and she lowered her head even lower, her small hands tightly clutching the corner of her clothes.
She was afraid, afraid that he would get angry again like he was just now, afraid that he would spit out that scary blood again.
Nanchuan Shijue's brows furrowed even tighter, and he couldn't suppress his anger anymore: "Don't you really want to see me?"
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Her IQ is only that of a two-year-old now. She doesn’t understand many things and we cannot treat her the same way as normal people.
"I'm not angry," he said, slowing down his tone, with a hint of pleading that he himself didn't even notice, "Come here, I want to hug you."
Ning Fengsheng hesitated, slowly moved over, and stopped about a meter away...
Her eyes were red and more swollen than in the morning, obviously she had been crying hard again.
Nanchuan Shijue's heart felt like it was being stabbed with needles: "Why are you crying? I don't blame you."
"I'm sorry..." Ning Fengsheng apologized softly.
"You are not wrong, I am the one who is wrong!" Nanchuan Shijue smiled bitterly. If he did well enough, she would never think of leaving him!
“…”
"Why are you leaving? Didn't we agree on this at the amusement park yesterday? How am I any worse than Nanchuan Night Owl?"
He really couldn't understand how he could be worse than Xiaogou!
"Speak!" Nanchuan Shijue's voice became deeper, and the pain in his chest began to bother him again.
"I...I miss Brother Yexiao..."
Nanchuan Shijue was having trouble breathing, and his chest ached so much that he groaned...
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