I was stunned for a moment, and Yan Meng's question hit me to the core.
Knowing that Yan Lirong has learned the truth and Yan Meng is in danger, I cannot escape responsibility either.
Out of human instinct, my first reaction might be to protect myself and leave South City.
But I didn't have such an idea at all at that time.
I was silent for a few seconds, then answered frankly, "When you suddenly disappeared, I didn't think about the consequences of saving you. I just felt that I knew your life story for a long time, but Zhao Xian tricked me into hiding it from you. If I had warned you on the plane, perhaps you wouldn't have fallen into this trap and been put in danger. I am also responsible for your accident."
"Is it just because you feel guilty about me?" Yan Meng was skeptical. His eyes seemed to want to penetrate my heart and see through me thoroughly.
I felt a pang of fear in my heart, and when I recalled seeing Zhao Xian and Huo Hui together in Nancheng, my first thought was to stop her.
I kept saying that I just didn't want to see Yan Meng get hurt, but when I looked into my conscience, I realized I was just deceiving myself.
I still remember how dejected and haggard Lu Zhiyuan looked when Lu Jing passed away.
He has finally come out of his grief, and I don't want to see him collapse again because of Zhao Xian's accident.
What’s more, I don’t want to see Lu Zhiyuan lose his mother after just losing his father.
No matter how strong he is, he cannot withstand continuous blows.
But when I thought of Lu Zhiyuan, my chest felt strangely tight. I felt like I couldn't breathe, and my eyes started to swell.
This is an emotion I have never experienced before.
Am I feeling sorry for Lu Zhiyuan?
"There's another reason, isn't there?"
Yan Meng's sudden question brought me back to my senses. I calmed down and gave him a relieved smile.
"Besides feeling guilty, I don't want to see my grandparents sad. They treat you like their own grandson. When your mother passed away, they regretted not knowing about it sooner. If anything happened to you, they would never be able to rest in peace. If they knew you were in trouble, they would definitely spare no effort to find a way to save you."
When mentioning the two elders of the Ming family, Yan Meng's eyes softened a little.
In this world, the two elders of the Ming family are his only relatives, so he naturally doesn't want to let them be sad because of him.
This answer seemed to put Yan Meng's doubts to rest. He looked away from me and gazed at the endless sea.
He suddenly asked me casually, "What about you? If I really died, would you be sad for me?"
In my opinion, Yan Meng is like an insecure child.
He asked this as if trying to seek attention and prove that there were still people who cared about him.
I jokingly tried to ease the depressing atmosphere, "Of course, if you really died, then the Bailu costume would be gone. You'd never be able to wear the unique and charming cheongsam again. How many beautiful women would be heartbroken by this!"
My teasing made Yan Meng laugh, and he promised me lovingly: "Just because you saved me, I will pay for your cheongsam from now on."
"Don't give me that. I don't want to be your free sign."
He and I chatted idly, and as the night went on, my eyelids began to feel heavy.
In a daze, I suddenly heard Yan Meng whisper softly:
"Xiao Shan, thank you."
His tone was so serious that it suddenly woke me up a little from the time I was about to fall asleep.
I opened my eyes and regarded him suspiciously. "Why are you suddenly thanking me so formally? Given your personality, shouldn't you mock me for overestimating my abilities and then point out that you actually saved me?"
"Really?" Yan Meng curled his lips. "So in your heart, I am such a vicious person?"
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