Chapter 162 Let's Let Each Other Go, Okay?
Jiang Ruan was taken aback.
It felt like I'd been hit in the chest with a heavy hammer.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, realizing that her prickly attitude towards him had indeed been hurtful.
"I don't need your apology." Huo Zhizhou's gaze was fixed on her. "What I want is for you to come back. As long as you come back, I can indulge all your willfulness. Even if you say hurtful things to me every day, I won't mind in the slightest."
Jiang Ruan felt a strong sense of oppression in her chest.
Huo Zhizhou loved openly, spoiled with indulgence, and was ruthless.
bite.
The elevator doors opened.
Jiang Ruan was taken to his room. Because of what had just happened, the atmosphere between the two was somewhat silent, and the overall atmosphere was a bit tense.
"Why do you want to support Su Anran for the rest of your life?" Jiang Ruan knew she couldn't leave, so she simply asked him, "What kind of gratitude are you talking about?"
"She saved my life," Huo Zhizhou said.
He had intended to wait until she returned to his side before telling her, but the fact that she was willing to ask this question under these circumstances meant that she was making a concession. Since she was making a concession, he wouldn't hide it from her.
"She saved your life, so just give her some money and help her fulfill some wishes." Jiang Ruan looked up at him, not quite understanding his actions. "Does she need to live with you and support you for the rest of her life?"
Huo Zhizhou pursed his thin lips into a straight line.
His eyes, as dark as midnight, swirled with emotion: "I promised to take good care of her."
Jiang Ruan was truly confused this time.
promise.
Another promise.
"Why are you so fixated on your promise?" For the first time, she pressed him for an answer, disregarding his feelings. In the past, she would never say a word because he didn't want to bring it up, but now that they were talking about it openly, she would make it clear all at once.
She respects that everyone has their own secrets.
However, if this secret affects the relationship between the two people, they can only talk about it separately.
Huo Zhizhou remained silent this time.
He never mentions the past.
“If you want to talk this over properly, tell me all of this.” Jiang Ruan gave him one last chance, and the last time she would seriously talk to him. “I need to know why.”
"You never used to mention this." Huo Zhizhou's gaze towards her changed, his voice lower than usual. Before Jiang Ruan could speak, he said the last sentence, "Can't you be with me simply because you love me?"
"I want to too." Jiang Ruan felt a tightness in her chest. "But how can I love you after what you did and said before? If you were in my shoes, would you still be able to love me?"
"Yes," Huo Zhizhou answered firmly.
He walked towards her step by step.
He stood before her, his deep, unfathomable eyes meeting hers: "As long as you say you love me again and again, even if you trample my self-esteem and dignity into the mud, my heart will never change."
Jiang Ruan's heart tightened.
The oppression I felt earlier turned into tiny knives, piercing my heart and causing excruciating pain.
“But I am not you.” As she stabbed him, she also plunged the knife into herself. “Just as I can openly recount my past, you cannot.”
She felt sorry for him.
My heart aches for that blood-covered, lifeless boy in the photo.
But he was unwilling to open his heart to anyone, and did not want anyone to feel sorry for him. He covered himself up tightly and sealed away the past.
Even she couldn't come in.
"Huo Zhizhou, we're really not right for each other." Jiang Ruanxin said these heartless words, "Can't we just let each other go?"
"Impossible," Huo Zhizhou blurted out.
Jiang Ruan pursed her lips, her heart sinking lower and lower.
At this moment, I fully realized that it was pointless to reason with Huo Zhizhou; he wouldn't listen to anyone's opinions on things he insisted on.
"Go back and rest first." Huo Zhizhou suppressed all his emotions and returned to calm. "You have to go to work tomorrow."
Jiang Ruan turned and left without saying a word.
She wanted to have a proper talk with him in the elevator. If he had a good reason, was willing to make changes, sincerely apologized for what he had done before, and promised never to do it again, she could try to forgive him a little.
But now she understands that he's completely unreasonable.
How can communication that is unwilling to let people into one's heart or to tell everything solve problems?
The elevator doors opened on the eighteenth floor, and she quickly stepped out: "Bang!"
She bumped into someone, and before she could even see who it was, she apologized, saying, "I'm sorry."
"It hurts so much." Xue Qian rubbed her back. She had been facing away from the elevator. "Why did you walk so fast? This injury won't heal in a couple of meals."
Xue Qian?
Jiang Ruan was stunned for a moment.
While checking her to make sure she was alright, she asked, "Why are you still here?"
"Xiao Fang is back." Xue Qian withdrew her hand from rubbing her back and explained the reason to her, "I was afraid that if you went back alone later, she would ask a lot of questions, so I decided to wait for you to go back together."
If the two of them come home late together, it just feels like they've been out having fun somewhere.
Jiang Ruan wanted to go back alone, and judging from what had happened before, Xiao Fang would definitely gossip, so to avoid trouble, she decided to let it go.
"Thank you," Jiang Ruan said.
"Don't be so formal," Xue Qian said as she went back to the room with her. "Why were you in such a hurry just now? Did you have a fight with President Huo?"
"It wasn't really an argument, it's just that we disagreed on some points." Jiang Ruan didn't say much more. She wouldn't tell anyone about her private affairs except Su Zhu. "Never mind."
Xue Qian didn't ask any more questions: "Let's go back and put our things away first, then we'll go eat."
Jiang Ruan: "Okay."
It was past 7 p.m. when the two finished their meal.
Xiao Fang usually plays on her phone in the living room. When she saw them come back, she simply greeted them and continued chatting with them.
Around 9 p.m. that evening, Jiang Ruan finished washing up and lay in bed, intending to chat with Sui Sui for a while, when she received a call from his teacher. Without hesitation, she answered, "Teacher Zhou..."
"Is this Sui Sui's mother?" The voice on the phone sounded a little urgent.
A bad feeling suddenly arose in Jiang Ruan's heart: "I am."
"Sui Sui just ate something and had an allergic reaction. It's very serious..." Teacher Zhou spoke urgently, her words revealing undisguised worry.
Jiang Ruan didn't know how she finished the phone call.
My mind is filled with thoughts of what happened to Sui Sui; her allergies are very severe.
He was taken to the hospital by Huo Zhizhou's men.
The current situation is unknown.
She ran up to the nineteenth floor in her slippers without even changing out of her pajamas, her worries almost tangible.
"Hey, Jiang Ruan?"
"where did you go."
Seeing her rushing out in a hurry, Xiao Fang called out to her twice. When she saw that she didn't respond, she followed her and saw her go to the nineteenth floor.
"Do you know what Jiang Ruan was doing on the 19th floor in her pajamas in the middle of the night?" Xiao Fang gossiped to Xue Qian, who had just come out of the shower, as soon as she got back. "She was even wearing slippers. Could she be looking for President Huo?"
Xue Qian frowned slightly.
pajamas?
Could something have happened?
"Did she tell you?" Xiao Fang asked her.
"I don't know." Xue Qian didn't say much, afraid that saying too much would make a mistake. "It must be something urgent."
Jiang Ruan was extremely anxious. After arriving on the nineteenth floor, she ran towards Huo Zhizhou's room number. When she got to the door, she found it was open and went straight in: "Huo Zhizhou, how is Sui Sui?"
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