Chapter 124 But I Still Like You
His force was not strong, but it was enough to prevent her from breaking free. His voice was filled with urgency:
"Yanyan, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with her."
Mu Nanyan paused, she turned around, looked at Su Muyang calmly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"You don't have to explain to me. After all, we broke up a few years ago."
Her voice was soft, but like a sharp knife, it pierced straight into Su Muyang's heart.
When Yun Qianxue heard this, her face turned pale instantly, and her eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if she had heard something out of the blue.
Mu Nanyan and Su Muyang... were in a relationship? How could that be possible? Her fingers gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms.
Jealousy and unwillingness gnawed at her heart like poisonous snakes. She had never imagined that the man she had always admired had once belonged to the woman she hated the most.
Su Muyang ignored Yun Qianxue's reaction. His eyes remained fixed on Mu Nanyan. His voice was low and firm:
"Yanyan, let's talk."
Mu Nanyan was silent for a moment, and finally nodded. Su Muyang breathed a sigh of relief, took her hand, and led her through the crowd to a small balcony next to the banquet hall.
Yun Qianxue stood there, watching the two figures disappear from her sight, the anger in her heart almost swallowed her up.
She bit her lower lip tightly, a fierce look flashing in her eyes. Mu Nanyan...why was it always her? Why could she always easily take away the things she cared about most?
Yun Qianxue's nails dug deep into her palms, and the pain made her a little more sober. She secretly swore that she would never let Mu Nanyan be so proud again.
At the same time, on the balcony, the night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness. Mu Nanyan stood by the railing, looking at the night view in the distance, but her heart was restless.
Su Muyang stood behind her, was silent for a moment, and finally spoke:
"Yanyan, these years...how have you been?"
Su Muyang's voice was low and gentle, as if carrying a hint of cautious temptation.
Mu Nanyan didn't look back, her eyes still looking at the night in the distance, her voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard:
"Not bad, how about you?"
After she finished speaking, she seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone:
"How could the second young master of the Su family not be living a good life?"
When Su Muyang heard this, his expression froze slightly, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously explained:
"Yanyan, I never thought of hiding my identity from you."
His voice was a little hurried, as if he was eager to clarify something.
"Have you never thought about hiding your identity, or have you never thought about being with me?"
Mu Nanyan finally turned around and looked directly at him with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
"Young masters like you guys really like to play with other people's feelings, don't you? When you get tired of playing, you just break up and disappear without a trace. Su Muyang, what do you think of me?"
Her voice trembled slightly. Although she tried to remain calm, the grievance and anger in her tone could not be concealed. Those dusty memories came flooding back like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Su Muyang's face turned pale. He took a step forward and said anxiously:
"Yan Yan, it's not like that. I didn't play with your feelings back then, and I didn't mean to break up with you. I have my reasons, I..."
"That's enough, Su Muyang."
Mu Nanyan interrupted him, her voice cold and hard.
"You don't need to explain. What happened between us is already in the past. No matter why you broke up in the first place, it doesn't matter now."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave, as if staying for another second would suffocate her.
"But I still like you."
Su Muyang's voice sounded behind her, low and firm, with a hint of sincerity that could not be ignored.
Mu Nanyan paused, as if hit by something, and her memory was instantly pulled back to college days. At that time, Su Muyang always had a sunny smile and whispered in her ear, "I like you."
At that time, they were simple and beautiful, as if the whole world belonged to each other.
As time goes by, Su Muyang has long since shed his youthfulness and become mature and steady. His voice is still low and gentle, but it has a bit more of the precipitation of time.
Mu Nanyan didn't expect that after so many years, she could still hear these words from his mouth. Her heart suddenly trembled, as if being gently touched by something.
The emotions that she had deliberately suppressed almost broke through the defenses of her reason at this moment. She stood there with her back to him, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, her fingertips slightly white. Mu Nanyan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"Yanyan, I like you."
Su Muyang's voice was low and sincere, as if every word carried a heavy weight. His eyes were fixed on Mu Nanyan's face, trying to catch a trace of fluctuation in her expression.
Mu Nanyan just looked at him coldly, with a sarcastic smile on her lips:
"Do you think it's funny to tease me? You were the one who broke up with me, and now you're the one who says you like me."
Her voice was calm, but like a sharp knife, piercing Su Muyang's heart. There was no anger in her eyes, only a deep disappointment and alienation, as if he had long been an insignificant stranger.
Su Muyang was choked by her words. His throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't speak for a while. He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but found that his words were so pale and powerless.
He wanted to tell her that the breakup was not his original intention, that he had his own difficulties and reasons, but these words seemed so pale and powerless under Mu Nanyan's cold gaze.
Mu Nanyan didn't give him a chance to speak and continued:
"Mu Yang, your belated affection is worth less than grass. When I needed you the most, you left. Now, I don't need you anymore."
Her voice was very soft, but every word was like a knife, cutting into Su Muyang's heart. There was no resentment in her eyes, only a sense of relief, as if all the pain and waiting she had experienced had long been left behind.
After saying this, she turned and left, her steps firm and resolute, without the slightest hesitation. Her back looked particularly thin in the night, yet revealed a tenacity that could not be ignored.
Su Muyang stood there, as if nailed, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
Mu Nanyan's words kept echoing in his mind - "You left when I needed you the most." His heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.
He never thought that the breakup would cause her such deep hurt, and he didn't know what Mu Nanyan had experienced during the time he disappeared.
The night wind blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, but it couldn't blow away the heaviness in his heart. Su Muyang's eyes followed Mu Nanyan's back until she completely disappeared from his sight.
He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain. A single thought crossed his mind: What had happened to Yanyan back then? Why had she said that?
He stood there for a long time, motionless, as if the whole world had fallen silent. Only the words "late affection is cheaper than grass" kept echoing in his ears, like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.
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