"Are you really going to accompany me?"
He released her, leaned back with his elbows propped on, his long, flowing black hair partially covering his neck and shoulders, with an even larger portion of his dark hair cascading down his back...
He looked up at her, his long, narrow eyes half-open and languid. His clothes were disheveled, and though his spirit had been consumed by illness, he exuded a sickly weariness that was almost palpable: "Then don't go where I can't see you. Stay by my side, whether it's out of love or possessiveness..."
Zheng Quchi supported his back and gently laid him down. She deliberately avoided his gaze and muttered, "You don't even know why you want something, yet you're obsessed with possessing it. I don't know where you learned this mentality."
Yuwen Sheng's gaze was blank on the roof of the car, slowly turning deep and dark. His red lips parted slightly: "But if I let go, it will no longer belong to me."
Nothing he desires is ever offered to him willingly. He was born with sin and malice; if he doesn't fight, grab, or seize, he will have nothing.
Zheng Quchi listened intently. She took a deep breath but couldn't help turning his face towards her. She said seriously, "No, what's yours will always be yours. Whether you let go or not, it will come back to you. And what's not yours, no matter how much effort you put in or how many methods you use, will ultimately result in either mutual destruction or total ruin. Do you understand?"
Yuwen Sheng suddenly froze, his eyes slowly shifting to meet her gaze, but his blank and empty eyes showed that his consciousness was not focused on her.
If it's not meant to be yours, no matter how much effort you put in or how many methods you use, in the end it will either result in mutual destruction or total ruin. Do you understand?
This sentence was like a spell, pulling him back to certain memories from the past.
In a dark, enclosed, and blood-soaked room, inside a tall water vat, a child tiptoed and carefully lifted the lid—
The next second, a skinned, blood-soaked mass of flesh raised its head. It opened its mouth, its shrill, frenzied voice screaming, "I won't let her go, and you too, and you little bastard—"
"I curse you, I curse you for all eternity—you will never have what you want, no one will ever truly love you, and you will forever live in fear, in loss, and in pain..."
She said it shouldn't be yours...
Therefore, their final outcome was both mutually destructive and utterly destroyed...
Previously, Yuwen Sheng had no idea why that man would choose to take such a step, leading to his final madness and cruel revenge.
But now that he also has someone he wants to possess, or someone else who even tries to touch him, it's enough to ignite a bloodthirsty, destructive emotion within him. He seems to understand something now.
Because he couldn't have it, because that person "shouldn't be his."
Because he couldn't have it, he intended to drag them all down to hell together, to destroy them all.
But who decides whether it should or shouldn't be done?
He was taught and influenced by that person, and indeed developed a similar temperament to that person: stubborn, selfish, and willing to stop at nothing to get something, even through self-harm and self-abuse.
But he was different from that person. That person never "got" anything from beginning to end, so he could only make one mistake after another, but he could never satisfy the empty, cold, and insatiable greed in his heart.
He did all this in order to "get" something, but he had "gotten" something before, so he knew what it really meant to "get" something.
Rather than forcing her to stay by making her afraid, terrified, or even through threats and intimidation, he wanted her to do it willingly...
What he wanted was... the way she was back in Hegou Village, Fuxian County, when she simply saw him as "Liu Fengmian." Back then, she was both warm and honest, because he was her new husband and her family. She cared for him deeply and even looked forward to a future with him.
At that time, she was completely open and honest. Every time she looked at him, her eyes were smiling and bright, and that was the most authentic version of her.
But what exactly does he need to do to bring everything back to normal?
Yuwen Sheng's Adam's apple bobbed. Despite his weak and pale appearance, he gave an undeniable smile: "Madam, I have some things to tell you. Could you please call Runtu in for me?"
Zheng Quchi was about to have a proper debate with him when he was suddenly interrupted by his gentle and polite request: "..."
Is he a chameleon? How can he change his expression so quickly, always looking different?
She hesitated for a moment, but when she heard it was important, she could only agree: "Oh, okay, I'll go right away."
Before she got out of the car, she felt she had to say something, so she suddenly turned around and said, "Although you didn't ask, I still want to finish what I said. What is yours and what is not yours are not absolute, but there is one thing that is absolute: everyone belongs to themselves. If you don't cherish yourself and don't value yourself, then in the end, everything is empty."
She had just looked into his eyes, and they were filled with gloom and melancholy. Even when he was thinking, there was no joy or warmth in them. It was as if a black, suffocating tide was enveloping him, and he had no way to save himself or escape except to self-destruct and perish.
She felt that his past must be different from that of normal people. Recalling Wei Yao's description of his first meeting with Yuwen Sheng, she thought that it was perhaps not only different, but also particularly rugged and cruel.
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