"Hey, get out of here."
Mother Zhou pushed Zhou Yanjing away, held Shen Liwu in her arms, and coaxed softly, "Wuwu, ignore that brat, Mom is here, let's go back to the room and rest first."
Her palms were warm and rough, as if they could bring endless strength and security to people.
Shen Liwu nodded, letting Zhou's mother support her as she walked into the house with shaky steps. With every step she took, she felt like she was walking on cotton. The scene in front of her eyes became blurry and her ears were buzzing.
Zhou Yanjing stood there, watching them go into the house, his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound. He turned his head suddenly and stared at Zhang Changfeng, his eyes burning with anger, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Zhang Changfeng shrank back, the tears on her face still wet, but she gritted her teeth and met his gaze, "I just... I just don't want to live that kind of life anymore, Yan Jing, I know you won't ignore me."
"Shut up!" Zhou Yanjing's voice suddenly rose, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time finally erupted.
Veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes were as cold as ice. "If your words get out, you know what the consequences will be!"
Zhang Changfeng's face turned pale instantly, her fingers pinched into her palms, and the pain made her sober for a few seconds. She lowered her eyes, her voice choked with sobs, "You don't understand, you really don't understand..."
Zhou Yanjing took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that now was not the time to lose his temper and that things had to be resolved as soon as possible. He looked inside the room and could faintly hear Zhou's mother's comforting voice and Shen Liwu's murmurs. His heart tightened again, as if it was being gripped by an invisible hand.
"Go in and explain clearly." Let him take such a big blame. If his wife ignores him, who can he go to for justice?
"Yan Jing, just for the sake of..."
Zhou Yanjing paused, turned around and looked at Zhang Changfeng coldly, "What do you want to say?"
Zhang Changfeng raised his head, tears flashing in his eyes, and his voice was weak but with a hint of stubbornness, "Yan Jing, do you really not care about me? I... I really have nowhere to go."
Zhou Yanjing's brows knitted even tighter, and his tone revealed a hint of suppressed anger, "Zhang Changfeng, I've already told you very clearly. You feel very guilty about framing me and causing our separation?"
Zhou Yanjing’s palms were slightly cold, and the temperature of Shen Liwu’s wrist still remained on his fingertips. He looked at Zhang Changfeng, his eyes as sharp as a flower, "Zhang Changfeng, if you dare to slander me again, don't blame me for not remembering our friendship."
Zhang Changfeng's body trembled, tears silently slid down, but she clenched her teeth, her eyes revealed a stubborn look, "Yan Jing, weren't we very close before? We herded cattle together, chopped wood in the mountains together, and went fishing together. If it weren't for you not wanting to marry me, I wouldn't have been unable to get married because of the gossip in the village, and I wouldn't have married Wang Wei. My tragedy is all caused by you, you must be responsible."
The night was dark and the lights in the courtyard were dim, shining on everyone's faces, making them look particularly tired.
Zhou Yanjing's eyes were as sharp as a thorn, piercing directly at Zhang Changfeng, his voice was low and cold, "Zhang Changfeng, do you think you can ruin the relationship between me and Wuwu by making up a few random stories? Do you think I will let you succeed?"
Zhang Changfeng's face was still wet with tears, but a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She pursed her lips and said with a trembling voice, "Yan Jing, I didn't mean it. I just... I just have nowhere else to go. Can you understand me?"
Zhou Yanjing sneered and clenched his fists even tighter. "You have nowhere else to go, so you come to my house to make trouble? Do you need me to tell you something? We just grew up together. I didn't make any promises to you. According to you, I have to be responsible for everything I live with?
Your tragedy is your own choice, not caused by me, and you have to pay for your choice. ”
Zhou Yanjing's voice was icy cold, like the wind on a winter night blowing across Zhang Changfeng's cheek, making her shiver all over.
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