Chapter 246 From now on, I have nothing to do with Song Yan anymore.
Jiang Wang's Adam's apple bobbed, and the warmth of his palms traveled through their clasped skin.
It's wonderful that this person is still right in front of me.
Passionate and sincere.
At that moment, Si Yuan made certain things clear.
I've decided what I should do next.
"I don't know whether I should trust you or not, but I feel that I should trust myself. Trust my intuition."
As soon as she finished speaking, she leaned forward and hugged Jiang Wang.
Her arms encircled his neck, a broad, familiar embrace that stirred up a flood of fragmented memories, past troubles bursting forth like petals falling from the sky.
She pressed her cheek against his shoulder, truly accepting him completely.
She trusts whoever loves her and treats her well.
"Jiang Wang, I'm so tired. I don't want to guess anymore, I don't want to be lied to anymore."
Jiang Wang's body stiffened, then he turned around and hugged her tightly, protecting her close to himself. The two of them were pressed together like that, intimately connected.
"There will never be a next time for us."
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The next morning, Jiang Wang drove Si Yuan to the detention center in Haicheng.
The formalities were completed smoothly, and soon after, police officers brought Lin Shuangyu out.
When Lin Shuangyu heard that someone had come to visit her, her face still held a hint of arrogant anticipation. She thought it was Song Yan or her father. After all, she had been away from Haicheng for so many years, and they must have heard the news of her return.
Even though things got so tense back then, they won't really give up on themselves.
Even just a little bit of concern would be enough.
This is where she is better than Si Yuan: she has family and love, even if it's all fake and not real, while Si Yuan doesn't.
But when she stepped out of the visiting room and saw who was sitting opposite her, her expression changed instantly.
She stopped, reluctantly wanting to go back, her voice sharp and hoarse: "What do you want from me? To laugh at me?"
Si Yuan stared in astonishment at the woman and at everything before her.
Lin Shuangyu was once the center of attention, shining like a bright pearl. Everyone revolved around her, trampling her underfoot. She was so ruthless and arrogant that she seemed to never bow her head in this lifetime.
But now, she is wearing a drab prison uniform, her hair is tied up messily behind her head, she looks utterly wretched, and there is an ugly scar on her left cheek that extends from the corner of her eye to her jaw.
Those scars are uglier than the ones on my own body.
Si Yuan wasn't some saint; she just felt both sorry for her and relieved.
When Lin Shuangyu did those things to her, did he ever think that he would also be left with scars?
She didn't reveal her amnesia at the moment, but slowly sat down and looked calmly at Lin Shuangyu, asking as if nothing had happened: "Back then, when Song Yan asked you to bully me, did you ever think about today?"
Lin Shuangyu was taken aback at first, then she laughed coldly as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. Her laughter was full of resentment: "I only regret that I didn't find a reason to kill you back then. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in this state today, and I wouldn't be able to let you show off in front of me one day."
Jiang Wang, who was leaning against the window, looked up when he heard this, and frowned: "You can still bark like a dog even through a fence. It seems you still don't learn your lesson."
Lin Shuangyu turned to look at him and saw that he was still subconsciously protecting Si Yuan, not wanting her to hear even the slightest unpleasant word, which made her insanely jealous.
She lunged at the fence, gripping the metal bars tightly with both hands, but was pulled back by the policewoman.
"Jiang Wang! Stop putting on airs! If it weren't for you, how would I have ended up like this?"
Jiang Wang didn't move; he felt like he was looking at a dog.
"You've become like this because of your own evil intentions and because you aided and abetted evil. You did whatever Song Yan told you to do. You thought you were a pawn, but you're not even a pawn. You're just trash he can throw away at will."
Lin Shuangyu abruptly broke free from the policewoman's grasp, lunged at the fence again, and shouted in a shrill voice that seemed to tear something apart: "Shut up!"
She interrupted Jiang Wang, her eyes red as if they were about to bleed. She didn't believe it and could only emphasize again and again: "He loved me! Jiang Wang, don't think you know everything! Song Yan loved me, but he fell in love with you later, Si Yuan!"
Her gaze suddenly shifted to Si Yuan, her resentment almost overflowing: "It's not just him, Ji Song is the same way! Why? What are you anyway? No parents, utterly useless, what do you have besides your face?"
Si Yuan sat in the chair, without moving.
Actually, after hearing this and combining it with those scattered memories, she had probably guessed and confirmed a lot of things.
She slowly raised her eyes, and before Lin Shuangyu could finish speaking, she coldly interrupted him: "I used to think the same way, that I had nothing, so I believed what you said, and that's why I was bullied by you for so many years."
"But now, putting aside your words, looking at the essence of the matter, it's you who's in prison." Si Yuan's voice was soft, but every word was clear, like a knife to the heart. "You don't even have the most basic freedom, so why should I feel sad because someone like you is questioning me?"
"I came here today only to confirm one thing." Si Yuan looked at Lin Shuangyu, her eyes devoid of any emotion. "Now that it's confirmed, I don't want to see you anymore. If I say I'm leaving, you'll never see me again in this lifetime. To me, you're just an insignificant presence in my life."
Lin Shuangyu was stunned. She opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.
What Si Yuan said was the truth for Si Yuan, and it was also her own.
Yes, she's finished.
Her life was over.
Jiang Wang looked at Si Yuan, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes, much like the feeling of his own children growing up.
Hmm, not bad. Even if his memory is stuck at eighteen, he can still argue with people.
He stepped forward, took Si Yuan's hand, and without looking at Lin Shuangyu again, turned and left.
As Si Yuan reached the door of the visiting room, she paused, not turning around, but her voice carried: "You and Song Yan are the same kind of people. You both chose your own fate."
Lin Shuangyu finally realized what was happening. She lunged at the fence like a madwoman, screaming Si Yuan's name, but only received a cold rebuke and being dragged away by the policewoman.
Stepping out of the detention center, the warm sunshine outside felt wonderful on my skin, carrying a long-lost warmth.
Si Yuan stood at the door, motionless.
Behind her, Jiang Wang gently took her hand and held it tightly.
Si Yuan didn't break free. She looked at the distant sky, her voice calm and relieved: "I will never see Song Yan again."
Jiang Wang paused, turning his head to look at her.
"You don't need to tell me about his affairs anymore."
What happens to him is no longer my concern.
Jiang Wang tightened his grip on her hand, holding it even more firmly: "Okay."
——
In the hospital ward, Song Yan was leaning against the headboard.
He cut his wrist with the tip of a pen and specifically told Yu Qingfang not to come, so that Si Yuan would pity him and believe him.
He didn't mind going to such lengths for Si Yuan, nor did he feel sorry for himself. There was nothing pitiful about fighting for the person he liked.
As I had imagined, Jiang Wang and Si Yuan must have already developed a rift between them by now.
She will choose herself.
The door was pushed open, and Jiang Wang walked in, pulled over a chair, and sat down.
Upon seeing Jiang Wanglai, Song Yan raised an eyebrow and forced a smile: "Come looking for trouble with me?"
Jiang Wang gave him a look of utter disdain.
"I've come to relay some words from the priest."
Song Yan's expression stiffened for a moment: "Why didn't she come to find me herself?"
Jiang Wang was too lazy to explain to him, nor was there any need to. He simply said, "She said she won't come to see you anymore, and from now on, your affairs are none of her business."
Song Yan's expression changed instantly. He struggled to get up from the hospital bed and forcefully pulled the IV needle out of his hand, causing blood to gush out immediately.
Ignoring everything else, he grabbed Jiang Wang by the collar, his eyes bloodshot, and retorted in a hoarse voice, "Impossible!"
Si Yuan would never say such a thing.
It's even less likely that Si Yuan, at eighteen, would be able to do so.
Jiang Wang frowned and raised his hand to push him away, but he was held even tighter.
"Jiang Wang, tell me, this is impossible!" Song Yan repeated, his tone frantic and obsessive. "Xiao Yuan would never do this to me! She is my Xiao Yuan, she can only be mine!"
"She is not your sister."
Jiang Wang's voice was indifferent and ruthless, directly shattering his last bit of self-deception: "You know better than anyone what you've done."
"What Si Yuan said was her decision."
Jiang Wang pushed him away, straightened his clothes, and said, "From now on, you and she have nothing to do with each other."
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