Chapter 93 Two places separated by night
"Is this the end?"
He let out a chilling sneer, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world, from the depths of his throat.
"Who gave you the right to unilaterally declare the game over? Yan Shuang, let me tell you, you have no right to interfere here!"
"Shangqiu Zhu, do you even understand reason? I've tried to explain things to you in a nice way, but you don't believe a word of it. When I offer suggestions, you oppose them even more."
She used the last of her patience and strength: "Calm down first, then we can talk."
After saying that, she stopped looking at him and turned to walk towards the door without hesitation.
How could Shangqiu Zhu let her leave like this?
He immediately stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
"Let me go!"
Yan Shuang struggled, and in desperation, she bent her elbow and rammed it into his chest, trying to break free from his grip.
Shangqiu Zhu felt a solid bump on his chest and let out a muffled groan, but he still didn't let go, his arms like iron hoops pulling her even tighter into his embrace.
She struggled and writh desperately in his arms, using her elbows and knees, each move filled with ferocity.
"Let go! You bastard!" Yan Shuang couldn't break free and was so angry that tears were almost coming out.
He was breathing heavily when he gritted his teeth and whispered in her ear, "Have you had enough?"
Yan Shuang refused to give in and kicked backward again. Shang Qiuzhu had no choice but to turn to the side and use his leg to hold her restless legs. The two of them were entangled and stumbled into the armrest of the sofa next to them.
In the chaos, Shangqiu Zhu instinctively put his arm behind her waist, and bumped into her hard.
The two of them fell down onto the sofa.
Shangqiu Zhu then trapped her between the sofa and his body.
He looked down at the person beneath him, his deep gaze fixed on him.
Her cheeks were flushed an unnatural red from the fight and her anger, and her eyes were red, yet she stubbornly glared at him.
As she stared, a lump formed in her throat, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes.
Seeing her like this, Shangqiu Zhu almost subconsciously loosened his grip on her, and the fierce look in his deep eyes gradually faded.
Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate...
Du Yunchuan ran out wearing loose pajamas, his face full of embarrassment and eagerness to liven up the atmosphere.
"Ahem! Um... did I come out at the wrong time?" he asked cautiously.
The sudden sound shattered the extremely tense atmosphere inside the room.
Shangqiu Zhu seemed to snap out of her daze, the complex emotions surging in her eyes instantly returning to their usual deepness.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his momentary loss of composure and the inappropriate tenderness he had felt.
He released his grip on Yan Shuang, stepped back slightly to give her some space, and then reached out his hand to her, "Get up."
Yan Shuang turned her head away, avoiding his outstretched hand.
She even shrank deeper into the sofa, completely ignoring his attempts to be friendly.
This obvious dodge instantly reignited the anger that Shangqiu Zhu had just barely managed to suppress.
His gaze, which had just softened slightly, turned icy and terrifying again. His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and the surrounding air pressure plummeted back to freezing.
Seeing this, Du Yunchuan inwardly groaned, but quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Oh dear, my little Shuangshuang, get up, get up! Old Shang, you too, if you're going to pull someone up, do it properly, who are you trying to scare with that dark face..."
As he spoke, he helped Yan Shuang up.
"Calm down, don't take it to heart. He's just a stubborn mule, and when he gets angry, he won't care about anyone, you know that, right? For my sake, let's not argue, okay?"
Then he quickly turned to Shang Qiuzhu, "Old Shang, arguing so fiercely with a girl, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Yan Shuang felt embarrassed when she saw Du Yunchuan and said hurriedly, "I'm going back first."
After saying that, she tried to walk past Du Yunchuan and leave.
Shangqiu Zhu held her hand tightly, "You stay here, you're not allowed to go anywhere."
Just as the two were about to clash again, Du Yunchuan grabbed Yan Shuang's arm.
"Yes, yes, stay here, you must stay here. It's not safe for you to go back to the hotel alone so late at night."
Then he abruptly changed the subject, turning to Shang Qiuzhu and making arrangements, "Old Shang, you should move out. A hotel is fine, any of your apartments will do, just hurry up, don't get in the way here and disturb Xiao Shuangshuang's rest."
As he spoke, he kept giving Shangqiu Zhu meaningful glances.
Shangqiu Zhu: "..."
He stared at Du Yunchuan, his face growing increasingly grim.
Yan Shuang shook her head. "No need, Mr. Du. Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't want to stay here."
After she finished speaking, she tried to break free from Shangqiu Zhu, but he pulled her even tighter.
"Where do you want to go, and why do you want to go back to him?"
Du Yunchuan quickly grabbed Shang Qiuzhu's arm and pulled him aside, saying in a low voice, "Oh my god, can you please say less? The more you stop her, the more rebellious she'll become. Listen to me."
Then he immediately put on a bright smile and turned to Yan Shuang, "No, little Shuangshuang, look how late it is, and it's raining outside. How can we feel at ease letting you go back alone? How about this, just give me face and stay here tonight, I promise." He patted his chest, his eyes sincere, "I promise someone will disappear immediately and absolutely won't disturb your peace. Right, Lao Shang?"
Regardless of whether it rains or not, let's talk about it first.
As he spoke, he nudged Shangqiu Zhu hard with his elbow.
Shangqiu Zhu pursed her lips into a straight line, stared at Yan Shuang for a few seconds, and then glared fiercely at Du Yunchuan.
He suppressed all his emotions, grabbed the car keys from the sofa, and turned to leave.
Du Yunchuan watched as Shang Qiuzhu's figure completely disappeared through the doorway, and his face once again plastered with that smile that made people unable to get angry. He said to Yan Shuang, who was still somewhat dazed, "Alright, alright, the plague god is gone, it's alright, it's alright."
He stepped forward very naturally, gently supporting Yan Shuang's arm, and led her towards the master bedroom: "Come on, come on, you can rest well here tonight, I promise no one will bother you!"
Yan Shuang protested: "President Du, I still want to go back..."
Du Yunchuan didn't give her a chance to refuse, and half-pushed her into the master bedroom, saying, "You've been so frightened tonight, you need to get a good night's sleep to recover your energy."
Upon entering the master bedroom, Du Yunchuan deftly locked the door from the outside with a "click."
Hearing the door lock, Yan Shuang turned around abruptly and looked at the doorway in astonishment.
Du Yunchuan's voice came through the door, "Sleep peacefully. I've locked this door for you. It's absolutely safe. No one can come in and disturb you. Get some rest. Even if the sky falls, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
"..."
Yan Shuang stood at the door, but froze in place.
Before leaving, she meticulously packed up and took away all her belongings, down to the last inconspicuous hair tie on her dressing table.
She erased all traces of her existence here.
But now...
The sight that came into view made her wonder if she had traveled through time.
Everything she had taken with her has come back.
On her dressing table, her usual skincare and makeup products stood neatly arranged, as if she had never left.
A new multi-tiered rotating jewelry rack has been added next to it, filled with all kinds of exquisite and sparkling necklaces and earrings, many of which still have their tags on.
In the walk-in closet, her silk loungewear, once worn, hung obediently, each piece perfectly ironed without a single wrinkle.
Next to her, several brand-new wardrobes had appeared, filled with the latest seasonal dresses and suits. From professional to casual, from fabrics to cuts, everything was in her preferred style and size.
The carpeted area where she habitually curled up to read now had several large velvet cushions, and next to the few financial books she had previously browsed, there were now several of the latest authoritative publications in the field.
Yan Shuang stood in the center of the room, staring blankly at everything.
She never imagined that someone would wait for her to come home in this way.
When did he write it down?
What were your feelings when you instructed people to purchase and arrange these items one by one?
The defense line that has been stretched tight for a long time.
All the grievances and anger from the arguments.
That forceful determination to completely sever ties with him.
At this moment, everything was gently blown away by the evening breeze outside the window.
She could no longer hold back and raised her hand to cover her face.
Tears fell silently.
That night, Yan Shuang sat on the carpet, leaning against the huge, soft cloud-shaped cushion, gazing at the boundless night outside the window.
The city generously lit up all night, and it was clear that she had been walking this road for a very, very long time.
But it seems to have no end.
After all the emotions dissipated, in the damp emptiness in my heart, even more obscure and indescribable feelings grew.
On the rooftop of a distant skyscraper, a single red navigation light blinked tirelessly.
In the bustling night.
The two places are separated by night.
Behind us lies a past too painful to recall, and ahead lies a future with no future in sight.
She sat there quietly, watching the red light flicker in the sky.
As the eastern horizon gradually turned a faint bluish-green, the dim light finally disappeared into the brightening light of day.
I didn't sleep a wink all night.
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