Chapter 182 "Jump to the Ending?"
"What's wrong? Tell me what the comments are saying."
Jiang Zuiyue immediately squatted down and looked at Wen Duo.
"Yueyue...they said..."
Wen Duo's voice was broken and trembling violently as he repeated the cruel comments in a disjointed manner.
Bullying, attempted assault, imprisonment, suicide, cliff jumping, and the seemingly happy ending that is actually full of scars.
Every word made Jiang Zuiyue's face turn paler. By the end, her fox eyes, which always seemed to be full of spirit, were now filled with shock and disbelief.
"Is this... so miserable?!"
Jiang Zuiyue took a breath of cold air:
"Although I know your story is about sadomasochism, but this kind of sadness...it's still among the best in sadomasochism!"
"There are so many plots... so much torture... how should we proceed..."
Wen Duo buried her face in her palms, sobbing helplessly, her frail shoulders shaking violently:
"I would rather die than have him become like that for me... or go through that..."
Seeing his friend almost swallowed by despair, Jiang Zuiyue clenched his hands suddenly, and a look of determination to burn his boats flashed in his eyes.
She held Wenduo's shoulders and forced her to look up.
"Duoduo, listen to me!"
Jiang Zuiyue's tone was extremely serious, with a desperate madness:
"Now that we know the 'script', why do we have to follow it step by step? Why don't we just skip to the ending!"
Wen Duo looked at her with tears in her eyes and didn't react for a moment:
"Jump to the end?"
"right!"
Jiang Zuiyue's eyes were surprisingly bright:
"You and Ji Huaishen breaking up directly led to the 'jumping off a cliff' plot point! Maybe as long as we complete this most important ending point, everything will really be over! You won't have to go through all the messy heartbreak in between!"
Wen Duo was so shocked by this bold and almost absurd idea that she stopped crying temporarily. She widened her eyes:
"But...jump off a cliff? You'll die! What if..."
"Won't!"
Jiang Zuiyue interrupted her, his tone firm:
"I'll make absolutely perfect preparations! Find a professional fake murderer, find the most professional rescue team, calculate the height and landing point, set up a safety air cushion underneath, and put all the first aid measures in place! We're not filming a movie, we want to 'trigger the plot', not actually let you die!"
This plan was too shocking. Wen Duo's heart was pounding and she was filled with anxiety.
"What if... what if even after doing this, there's still no way to end this? What if 'it' doesn't approve?"
She pointed to the sky, referring to the invisible barrage of bullets and the power that controlled fate.
Jiang Zuiyue was silent for a moment, and a hint of uncertainty flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by determination.
She sighed, her voice softened, yet with undeniable power:
"Duoduo, but we have to try! Are you really willing to go through all that bullying and imprisonment, watch Ji Huaishen get injured and disabled for you, or even... kill each other? Instead of passively waiting for those tragedies to happen, why don't we take the initiative and fight for a chance!"
Wen Duo pursed her pale lips, and Ji Huaishen's gentle smile flashed through her mind.
I flashed past his fragile look when he was injured, and the words in the comments about his right hand shaking and that he could no longer dance...
A huge heartache and fear gripped her.
Jumping off a cliff sounds so scary.
But compared to the long road that was set, full of thorns and humiliation, this seemed to be a strange "shortcut".
But.....
Can this really succeed?
Those comments feel like real people.
What if I can't fool them?
She just felt that it was a bit too risky to do it directly.
Jiang Zuiyue clearly saw Wen Duo's hesitation, hugged her tightly, and said softly:
"It's okay. Planning these things takes time. You can think about it carefully during this time."
Wen Duo nodded when she heard this.
.........
After discussing this matter, Jiang Zuiyue immediately went to make plans.
During this period, Wen Duo monitored the movement of the barrage.
If the barrage saw anything strange happening on Jiang Zuiyue's side, she would immediately remind him.
........
The next afternoon, the sun slanted in the west, casting a lazy golden glow over the living room.
Wen Duo was still curled up on the large sofa in the living room, holding a soft pillow in her arms, her chin resting on her knees, and looking out the window with empty eyes.
She had no appetite. The exquisite snacks sent by the housekeeper were left unopened on the coffee table and had already gone cold.
The barrage was also very strange about this.
: [She also said that Meibao has been so listless since they came back. What happened? ]
: [Yes, so what happened on the island? ]
: [Something must have happened, maybe something exciting. Damn it! I can't even watch it!]
:【Complaint!】
Wen Duo became even more depressed after reading the comments on the barrage.
Do they just watch for excitement and don’t care whether they really want these things to happen or not?
There was a slight noise coming from the entrance.
Immersed in sorrow, Wen Duo did not notice it immediately until the familiar pair of expensive suits stained with a little dust from the outside world came into view and stopped in front of her.
She suddenly raised her eyes and met Ji Huai's deep eyes.
He is back.
The man's upright posture seemed to reveal a hint of imperceptible fatigue, with fatigue between his brows after continuous work and faint shadows under his eyes, but all this turned into soft concern the moment he saw her.
He took off his suit jacket and casually draped it over the back of the sofa, loosened his tie, and leaned closer to her.
"What's wrong?" His voice was low and gentle.
Wen Duo stared at him blankly, shook her head, and tried hard to force a smile that would reassure him, but found that she didn't even have the strength to move the corners of her mouth.
"fine......."
Her voice was weak and nasal:
"You're all done."
"Well, it's basically dealt with."
Ji Huaishen responded, his eyes swept over the untouched snacks on the coffee table, his brows slightly furrowed:
"I heard from the housekeeper that you haven't had a good meal since you came back, and you haven't even eaten a single bite of snacks?"
"No appetite."
Wen Duo answered in a low voice, subconsciously avoiding his overly sharp gaze.
Her mind was filled with those terrible "plots" and that crazy plan, as well as those cold words in the barrage. How could she have an appetite?
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