Chapter 52 I was just pitying her.
Song Yan's hands, hanging by his sides, clenched and unclenched, then tightened little by little.
He looked at the completely cold light in Si Yuan's eyes, and his throat tightened.
All the harsh words and questions he had just uttered, he could no longer utter a single word.
He had never lost control like this before.
In the Song family, he was always a calm and dignified heir.
He has always been a capable and sensible older brother to Si Yuan.
He thought everything would go according to his plan.
This is the certainty that his father and the Song family instilled in him from a young age.
But now, he can't control it anymore.
He couldn't even control himself anymore.
He actually wanted to kiss Si Yuan.
Why did Si Yuan insist on forcing him to do such an absurd thing?
He didn't have that thought; he just...
But when I saw Lin Shuangyu wearing a wedding dress that time, I had a fleeting thought about what it would look like if Si Yuan wore that same dress.
Or perhaps, that ring would end up on Si Yuan's hand?
"I didn't..."
He opened his mouth, but his voice was terribly hoarse, and he stopped after saying only two words.
Seeing him like this, the last vestige of hope in Si Yuan's heart died completely.
She took a step back, creating distance between them, and raised her hand to rub the red marks on her wrist.
She was calm.
"Song Yan".
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with no hatred, only a deathly indifference.
"You want to get back on track, I'll give you that. From now on, I will not overstep my bounds again, and I can sever ties with the Song family."
But Lin Shuangyu, she will never give up on revenge.
Peeling?
Song Yan was stunned. What stripping?
He realized what was happening and quickly reached out to grab her.
He wanted to say, "No, Siyuan, this is not right. You are my sister, and we should always... always be in one family."
He meant that he didn't actually intend for her to leave.
But the words that came out of his mouth turned into a harsh interrogation.
Where are you going? To find someone else?
Si Yuan paused, turning back to look at him with a hint of mockery. "Things have come to this point, and you still want me to be your good sister?"
Song Yan hesitated, as if he wanted to speak.
"But I don't want to be one anymore."
His face instantly darkened.
Anger began to surge in his chest again.
But looking at her, at the coldness in her eyes, that anger seemed to be blocked by something, unable to be released.
Si Yuan turned and left.
Her back view was thin and frail, as if anyone or anything could take her away.
He was the only one who could take her with him.
Yes, he panicked.
He was more panicked than ever.
He thought Si Yuan would always stay where he could see her, and that her thoughts would always revolve around him.
But now, she says she's leaving.
Take her along with the thoughts that once revolved only around him.
Song Yan stared at the receding figure, feeling as if a fire was burning in his chest, consuming all his reason.
He suddenly raised his voice, his tone carrying a desperate threat.
There was also a sense of panic that they themselves were unaware of.
"Get out! Do you think anyone will care about you if you leave me and the Song family?"
But she didn't stop walking.
He didn't even turn his head.
Si Yuan opened the car door and got in.
The car started quickly.
The taillights drew a cold line in the night before disappearing around the street corner in the blink of an eye.
They left Song Yan no room for maneuver whatsoever.
Song Yan stood frozen in place until the car was completely out of sight before he gradually came to his senses.
He didn't know that it felt like this when someone coldly turned and walked away.
Did she feel the same way that day in the rain?
Or is he even more desperate than himself?
Song Yan didn't know how he got home.
He didn't turn on the light, and stood motionless and silent in front of the liquor cabinet.
Then I opened the cabinet door and took out a bottle.
——
After some time, the doorbell rang.
Zheng Qinyun pushed the door open and immediately saw Song Yan sprawled on the sofa.
There were also bottles scattered all over the ground.
Zheng Qinyun frowned immediately: "Are you crazy? Have you forgotten that you have a bad stomach? Are you trying to kill yourself by drinking so much?"
Zheng Qinyun reached out to snatch the wine bottle, but Song Yan dodged it.
Song Yan's eyes were somewhat unfocused.
“She’s disobedient… Why do you think she’s disobedient? I just want her to stop becoming a pitiful person again. I’m doing this for her own good. Why doesn’t she understand?”
Zheng Qinyun sighed.
He sat down beside him, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked, "You really believe Lin Shuangyu's words?"
Seeing that Song Yan didn't react, he tentatively added, "What if, I mean, what if, back in high school, Lin Shuangyu really did something outrageous to Si Yuan?"
"impossible."
Song Yan raised his eyes, his dark gaze fixed on Zheng Qinyun.
Do you know why I chose Lin Shuangyu back then?
Zheng Qinyun paused for a moment, then casually guessed, "Because she's pretty? Has a good figure?"
Song Yan chuckled softly, his laughter filled with a weary absurdity.
"It's because she's obedient and always knows her limits."
He shook the bottle. "I just asked her to remind Si Yuan not to cross the line, and she would never do anything out of line."
Zheng Qinyun remained silent.
After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Song Yan, you clearly care about her, but when you put the two of them together, why do you choose to believe Lin Shuangyu?"
"Instead of... Si Yuan?"
Song Yan's eyes darkened.
He wants to kiss her today.
He even gave her what she wanted most.
But why the hell did she run away?
"Because Lin Shuangyu has never changed; he always knows what he should and shouldn't do. What has changed is Si Yuan!"
She insisted on going off track and messing everything up.
He suddenly looked up, staring directly at Zheng Qinyun, his tone suddenly turning cold and hard.
"Tell me, do I care about her?"
Zheng Qinyun pursed her lips, said nothing more, and looked at him with some surprise.
Song Yan chuckled; he was truly drunk.
He actually said:
“That’s not caring, that’s pitying her! She lost her parents when she was young, and the Song family took her in. I just wanted to give her a stable home.”
"She's the one who doesn't want this family anymore and insists on leaving, so why should I care?"
He paused, then raised his hand and waved.
"I... I pitied her."
"Besides me and the Song family, no one will care about her anymore."
Zheng Qinyun never expected that Song Yan's heart would be so hard.
"You...you're being really hurtful. You've never said that to Si Yuan's face, have you?"
That girl will be heartbroken if she hears this.
Song Yan said, "What good would it do to say it in front of her?"
Song Yan always regarded himself as Si Yuan's "savior".
When he looked at Si Yuan, there was always a faint pity in his eyes. It was as if, without the Song family, she would be like a rootless weed, easily blown down by the wind.
Zheng Qinyun thought that he would be able to discover, without being reminded, that Si Yuan had changed more than just his temperament.
Rather, she no longer needed to depend on the Song family for survival.
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