At this moment, Ji Huaishen had no idea what he was doing.
He just wanted to know what was wrong with her.
Did he really hurt her that badly?
He knows he was wrong.
That night, when he saw her tears and saw her lifeless expression, he knew he was wrong.
Meng Xunqian sneered, pulled his hand away, and said sarcastically, "What? Want to hurt me again?"
Upon hearing his words, Ji Huaishen felt his hands and feet turn ice-cold, and for a moment, he was speechless.
He took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, and lowered his eyes with a somewhat forlorn expression.
"That day, I forced myself on her."
"It's raining outside, and the lights aren't on inside."
Upon hearing the words "forced," Meng Xunqian's anger surged.
"You actually forced yourself on her? Are you even a man?"
He grabbed his collar with one hand, as if to throw another punch.
But in the end, he didn't take action.
He never cared about what Ji Huaishen would do; what he cared about was Chengcheng's feelings.
If anything happens to this man, Chengcheng will never forgive him.
He knows her best; from childhood to adulthood, he's the only one she's ever liked.
"Go ahead and fight if you want, it's my fault."
Ji Huaishen was expressionless, his lips were chapped, and his left cheek was swollen and red. He had long lost his former dashing appearance.
They've lost their spirit, their soul.
Meng Xunqian suddenly let go of his hand; he was an extremely rational person.
Hitting him won't solve the problem.
He loosened his tie in frustration and said, "After we return to China, I will accompany her to see a psychologist, which is what she requested."
"As for you, Mr. Ji, I hope you understand one thing."
"If your presence is destined to make her uneasy, it could even ruin her."
"Then... don't show up in front of her again."
For some reason, Meng Xunqian himself spoke those last words with a heavy tone.
Upon hearing this, Ji Huaishen replied almost without hesitation, "Impossible."
He couldn't possibly avoid seeing her.
It's even less likely that I'll give her up.
Even if she can't be cured in the end, she still belongs to him and has nothing to do with anyone else.
He would go crazy with her.
After all, he was a madman too.
He went crazy for Mu Xiaocheng.
Meng Xunqian seemed to know that he wouldn't agree so easily, and he snorted coldly: "Then what do you plan to do? Now, even if you want to get close to her, she can't get close to you."
"I will only stay away."
yes.
They will only stay away.
Ji Huaishen recalled that night when she looked at him fearfully, her eyes filled with terror and dread, refusing his approach.
He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "No."
Ji Huaishen's voice trembled slightly as he said this.
This time, he was utterly terrified.
What should he do if she doesn't want him anymore?
He knew he didn't want to hurt her, but he did hurt her again.
It tore open her already scabbed wound again, leaving it bloody and mangled.
He knew it must hurt a lot.
Just like him now.
"Meng Xunqian".
He suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and low.
Meng Xunqian looked up, waiting for him to continue.
“I won’t give up on her; she cares about me. So she will get better for my sake. Even if she’s not willing to be near me right now, I can heal her.”
"I am her cure."
But you, all of you, none of you are.
She also said that she had feelings for him.
So this time, he chose to believe her.
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