Chapter 543 I'm willing to love you again
Shen Li slammed down her chopsticks.
I'm stuffed.
After saying that, she walked upstairs without looking back.
He cursed "bastard" a hundred times in his mind.
If it weren't for his injuries and lost memory,
She really wanted to strangle him.
They even said something about stealing children.
He clearly forced this child on me!
snort.
Yang Yi watched her resolute back as she walked away, his brow furrowing slightly.
Are you angry?
Chen Kuo arrived shortly afterward.
"Brother Yi, today I'll take you to see our Southern Gang's stronghold."
"Let me tell you about Yancheng's business, since you can't remember anything right now."
"good."
Yang Yi also hopes to remember everything as soon as possible.
Chen Kuo drove himself, with Yang Yi sitting in the passenger seat.
Behind them were two black vans filled with bodyguards.
Yang Yi looked out the window at the unfamiliar street scene rushing past and suddenly asked a question.
Do I love Shen Li?
Chen Kuo paused for a moment while holding the steering wheel.
"Brother, of course you love her."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Kuo suddenly turned the steering wheel sharply and pulled the car over to the side of the road.
He took out his phone, opened a video, and handed it to Yang Yi.
"See for yourself."
The video shows a birthday party on the lawn.
Amidst the bustling crowd, he held Shen Li in his arms, and the two embraced tightly as they made a wish.
The scene changes.
It's another video.
At the seaside, the golden sunset painted the sky.
The two were feeding the seagulls when he suddenly hugged her and kissed her.
The kiss was both domineering and deep, and lasted for a long time.
Chen Kuo secretly took the picture from the side, and even he himself thought it was too sweet.
Yang Yi stared at the unfamiliar version of himself on the screen, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
Chen Kuo put his phone away, restarted the car, and spoke with a touch of emotion.
"In order to get closer to her, you directly invested 100 million yuan in promotional expenses for the company where she works."
"Later, because of her, you dealt a severe blow to Zhang Wanting."
"That's why my sister-in-law was set on fire in retaliation."
"But in the end, you risked your life to save her, rushing straight into the fire."
Chen Kuo looked at him through the rearview mirror, speaking each word with utmost seriousness.
“Brother Yi, you really love Sister-in-law. Even though you don’t remember, one day you will regain your memory.”
Yang Yi's eyes grew even deeper.
She didn't say a word about any of these things this morning.
Not a single word was mentioned.
Chen Kuo added another sentence, like a bombshell dropped into the heart of a lake.
“Brother Yi, during the six days you were missing, your sister-in-law cried for six days straight, and her eyes almost went blind.”
"Later, she said she wanted to go fishing in the sea. We went to the middle of the sea, and before we knew it, she jumped right into the sea."
"When she was rescued, she kept crying and calling out... to find you... She was afraid you would be too lonely down there alone."
"She really... adores you."
Chen Kuo's voice was choked with emotion.
"Brother Yi, you must cherish your sister-in-law. If we hadn't rescued her in time, she would have really perished at sea, which would be a regret you could never make up for in your life."
Then, Chen Kuo recounted how Yang Yi had fought with Yan Feng for her sake, was shot, and was on the verge of death when he made his will.
Upon hearing this, Yang Yi could no longer remain calm.
She actually tried to take her own life for him.
And yet, he loved her so deeply, cherishing her as if she were the apple of his eye.
He was indeed a bit cold today.
...
They inspected the area for a day.
When I returned in the evening, the housekeeper had already prepared a sumptuous dinner.
Shen Li did not go downstairs.
She stood alone on the second-floor balcony, her back silhouetted against the deep orange sunset, exuding an indescribable loneliness.
Yang Yi walked behind her, his tall figure completely enveloping her.
He had a faint smell of tobacco mixed with a cold, masculine aura.
Are you hungry?
"Dinner is ready."
Shen Li turned to look at him, her voice indifferent.
"I'm not hungry, you eat first."
Without saying a word, Yang Yi stepped forward and pulled her into his arms from behind.
His strong chest pressed tightly against her back, with an irresistible force.
His deep voice rang in her ear, domineering and tyrannical.
"If you don't eat, the child will. Don't throw a tantrum at me."
Shen Li froze completely.
In that instant, the domineering Yang Yi she knew returned.
But she knew in her heart that he hadn't.
Yang Yi picked her up and carried her downstairs. The intimate physical contact made Shen Li's heart race.
At the dinner table, Yang Yi acted out of character.
He kept putting food on her plate, picking out all the cilantro she didn't like, and using his well-defined fingers to hold the soup spoon, coaxing her to drink more soup.
Shen Li didn't say anything, and just ate obediently.
After all, she is pregnant and cannot act recklessly.
night.
She was lying in bed after taking a shower, texting with Wen Youyou.
The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Yang Yi walked in, wearing a well-fitting gray pajama set.
Before she could react, he lifted a corner of the blanket and lay down inside.
Shen Li was so shocked she almost dropped her phone.
"what are you up to?"
Yang Yi turned to the side, propped his head up with his arm, his dark eyes shining brightly in the night, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Aren't you my wife? Of course I have to hold you while I sleep."
Shen Li's face instantly turned bright red, and her heart skipped a beat.
She pulled the blanket up and moved closer to the edge of the bed.
"No need. We can keep our distance until you regain your memory."
Yang Yi ignored her protest.
He stretched out his long arm and pulled her back, holding her tightly in his arms.
His warm, large hand covered her lower abdomen, gently stroking it through her thin nightgown.
He looked at her with deep affection, his eyes filled with intense emotions.
"Chen Li, whether I remember you or not, I just want you to know that I am willing to love you again."
"I want to start over with you."
Shen Li's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
He held her tighter, as if comforting a frightened kitten, gently patting her back again and again.
In his arms, Shen Li slept very peacefully.
But a warm tear silently slid down her cheek...
Jincheng
Since returning to school, Wen Youyou has completely cut off contact with Shen Xin.
She put her phone on silent mode.
The screen lit up repeatedly; it was Shen Xin calling.
She glanced at it and pretended not to see it.
She didn't open any of the WeChat messages that popped up.
My heart is broken.
So this is what it feels like to be betrayed.
My chest felt tight and suffocated, like a wad of soaked cotton was stuck inside, making it hard to breathe.
My stomach is empty, I can't eat anything, and everything makes me feel nauseous.
Her daily life is broken down into the simplest modules.
Class begins, get out of class ends.
Eating and sleeping.
Like a pre-programmed robot, numbly going through all of this.
The whole world faded, turning gray and white.
Weekend, evening.
Wen Youyou had just returned to her dormitory building from the library when she was stopped by someone.
Shen Xin stood before her, dressed in a black casual outfit that accentuated his tall and imposing figure. He had dark circles under his eyes and stubble on his chin, making him look somewhat haggard.
He blocked her at the entrance of the dormitory building.
"Why don't you answer my calls or send me messages?"
His voice carried suppressed anger.
Wen Youyou raised her eyelids, her eyes devoid of emotion.
"If you don't want to reply, then don't."
Shen Xin's anger flared instantly, and he took a step forward, closing in on her.
Why did you leave that day?
Upon hearing this, Wen Youyou's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Didn't you leave the club without saying a word?"
Shen Xin's expression froze for a moment.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice softened.
Something happened that night, Youyou, I'm sorry.
No need to apologize.
Wen Youyou interrupted him, speaking softly and quickly.
"Shen Xin, let's break up."
"I disagree!"
His voice suddenly rose.
"What gives you the right to break up with me?"
“Come with me.” He reached out and grabbed Wen Youyou’s wrist.
Wen Youyou flung him away as if she'd been electrocuted, with astonishing force.
"I'm not leaving."
She looked at him and spoke clearly, word by word.
"I'm telling you now, we've broken up."
"Give me a reason." Shen Xin stared intently at her, her eyes reddening.
Wen Youyou almost laughed.
How can he be so self-righteous about cheating on his wife?
What is this? Trying to turn the tables?
She just wanted to cut things off quickly and didn't want any more entanglement with him.
"After we slept together and experienced the pleasure, I found it was just so-so and didn't want to continue."
Her words were like a poisoned knife.
Shen Xin's face turned deathly pale instantly, and then anger swept over his features, distorting his handsome face.
"Wen Youyou, I'll give you a chance to say it again."
Wen Youyou smiled when she saw him completely break down.
That laughter was filled with shattered despair.
"separate."
"I don't want you anymore."
After saying that, she turned and ran.
He used all his strength and rushed into the dormitory building without looking back.
The door closed behind me.
She leaned against the door, her body slowly sliding down until she finally collapsed onto the cold ground.
I couldn't hold back any longer.
She buried her face in her knees and burst into tears.
The pain that had been suppressed for several days overwhelmed her like a tsunami.
downstairs.
Shen Xin remained standing in the same spot.
He stared blankly at the lit window on the third floor; that was her room.
A night breeze blew by, and it was a bit chilly.
His heart felt empty, filled with a cold wind.
Every word she just said was playing clearly in his mind.
I've tasted it.
The findings were average.
I don't want you anymore.
His little black calf doesn't want him anymore.
He returned to his apartment in a daze, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and stared in the direction of her dormitory.
I kept calling her, but she didn't answer.
The next day, he went to her dormitory building again.
Before she could even stand properly, she saw Xiao Zihan carrying Wen Youyou out of the building, who was wrapped in a coat.
Shen Xin's pupils contracted, and all the blood rushed to her head.
He rushed forward.
He grabbed Xiao Zihan's arm with a frighteningly strong force.
Xiao Zihan stumbled as he was pulled, almost losing his grip on the person in his arms.
He frowned, his tone sharp, "What are you doing!"
Upon recognizing Shen Xin, Xiao Zihan's anger subsided somewhat, but his expression remained grim.
"She had a fever and cried all night. The auntie at the management office noticed that something was wrong with her in the morning."
"They didn't answer the door when I knocked, so they called me."
Shen Xin's gaze was fixed on Wen Youyou's face, which was flushed abnormally.
Her eyes were closed and her lips were chapped.
She nestled in Xiao Zihan's arms, as fragile as a porcelain doll that would shatter at the slightest touch.
"I took her to the hospital."
Shen Xin took the person directly from Xiao Zihan's arms and carried him horizontally.
It was surprisingly hot to the touch; it burned fiercely, like a small furnace.
The person in his arms seemed to sense the familiar embrace and scent, and shifted restlessly, rubbing their little face against his chest.
"Brother Shen Xin, why...why are you doing this to me..."
"I...it hurts so much..."
She mumbled incoherently, each word tinged with tears.
Shen Xin carried her to the hospital, carried her to register, and carried her to receive an IV drip.
In the infusion room, other parents were holding their cuddly little babies in their arms.
He was holding a big baby in his arms.
Wen Youyou leaned against him, delirious with fever, and kept whispering his name.
"Brother Shen Xin..."
"Brother Shen Xin..."
"I am here."
"Good girl." He lowered his head and kissed her burning face again and again.
...
It wasn't until evening that Wen Youyou fully woke up.
The ceiling wasn't the hospital's white, but a familiar gray tone.
The mattress beneath me was also exceptionally large and soft.
It is the king-size bed in the master bedroom of Shen Xin's apartment.
She felt weak and sore all over, and when she tried to move, the pain was so intense that even her bones ached.
The room door was pushed open.
Shen Xin walked in carrying a bowl of porridge.
He wore a simple sweater and casual pants, which accentuated his broad shoulders and back, and his arms were muscular and well-defined.
"Awake? Are you hungry?" He walked to the bedside and sat down, his voice very soft.
Wen Youyou didn't speak, or even look at him. She just turned her head and looked out at the dark night.
Shen Xin scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and brought it to her lips.
"Youyou, eat something first."
She still ignored her.
"Be good," he coaxed again.
Wen Youyou turned around abruptly and pushed away the hand he offered.
"I won't eat it!"
The scalding hot porridge spilled out, splashing onto the back of Shen Xin's hand, instantly turning it red.
He didn't even frown, put down the bowl, and wiped his hands with a tissue.
Wen Youyou threw off the covers and was about to get out of bed.
"I want to go back to school."
Her feet had barely touched the ground when her legs buckled and she fell forward.
Shen Xin quickly pulled the person back into her arms and pressed her back onto the bed.
"You still have a fever, why are you going back to school!" His tone finally turned angry.
"It's none of your business," she said stubbornly, looking at him.
"Should I let Xiao Zihan take care of you when you go back to the dorm?"
Wen Youyou was held captive in his arms, struggling, her fists pounding haphazardly on his chest.
"Let me go! Shen Xin, let me go!"
"We've broken up!" she yelled hoarsely.
Shen Xin stopped moving.
He looked down at her, his chest heaving, his eyes red-rimmed.
After a long while, he held her tightly, almost as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
"I love you."
His voice was terribly hoarse.
"Wen Youyou, I love you."
"We can never break up, not in this life, not in the next."
Wen Youyou stopped struggling.
She looked up, tears streaming down her face, but a mocking smile played on her lips.
She roared, "You slept with Lin Mumu, and that's love for me?"
Shen Xin froze.
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