Romance
When he got home in the evening, Ye Yuanyin called his mother.
The festival will be held tomorrow, and she was afraid that Aunt Long would need to rest, so she chose to call her at an early hour.
My mother's voice was as gentle and soothing as ever, though she was tired and didn't say much. "The weather is getting warmer, and your skin is sensitive. Remember to bring some powder."
She even has to worry about these little things.
"good."
"Ayin, I hear your voice is weak. Are you unhappy?"
Ye Yuanyin forced herself to say no. Since arriving in Ancheng, being rejected, misunderstood, and suppressed had become the norm. If she had lived solely in her own world, perhaps nothing would have been a problem. She would have been the envy of everyone in Jiutao Village. But who could have known that, by some strange twist of fate, she would have stepped into the world of Chendi An.
In the overly large, complicated and flashy world he lived in, poverty made her seem out of place.
"I'm just... a little tired."
The mother sighed softly. Everyone has their own hell, and she was too exhausted to care about anything else. But a mother is a mother. When she hears about her child's difficulties, she subconsciously wants to comfort them immediately. "That's just how life is. One wave after another, but you won't always be tired."
Perhaps the topic was too heavy, and her mother tried her best to lift her out of her depressed mood. So she asked in a cheerful tone, "Did you receive the amulet?"
Everything that had happened in the Shen family recently was a major event. Compared to that, his mother's kindness seemed so insignificant. Ye Yuanyin was too busy trying to survive and calm his emotions to pay attention to a common, cheap, low-quality sachet that couldn't even guarantee its effectiveness.
"I've been living in the old house recently and haven't been back there. I'll check it out when I get back."
"Oh." The mother didn't feel slighted. Even if she did, she wouldn't say, "After the ceremony, it's Dad's death anniversary. Can you come back?"
Ye Yuanyin had intended to return home today, but who could have imagined that Fourth Uncle would be in trouble again? She had good intentions, but was slapped in the face and nearly caused even more trouble. All the education she had received since childhood was useless in this world.
She endured the frustration of her inability and promised her mother, "If I can, I will definitely go back."
"Okay." Aunt Long spoke slowly. Without her daughter by her side, she was always worried. After a moment's silence, she suddenly asked, "Ayin, what are you going to do in the future?"
Ye Yuanyin was stunned by the question, "What should I do?"
The mother's worry was obvious, and so was her melancholy.
"I always feel like you're wasting your life. Is getting married the end of your life? Will you only be able to revolve around your husband and his family from now on? If you don't study, don't make progress, and don't have your own career, you will soon be swallowed up in a family like that. I'm worried about you. After all these years of studying, are you willing to waste your professional knowledge?"
Every word his mother said was the truth, and the truth is the most unpleasant to hear, so every word touched Ye Yuanyin's sore spot.
Because they were separated by a mobile phone and could not meet face to face, her mother had no idea of her suffering and was unaware of the danger of her emotional decline.
"Mom, can you help me?" Ye Yuanyin asked in a stern tone, with a hint of sarcasm in his question. "Can you point me in the right direction and tell me how to deal with these troubles?"
Aunt Long was like a child who had made a mistake. She froze when her daughter asked her a question and suddenly didn't know how to answer.
As Ye Yuanyin's emotions grew more intense, every word she spoke became more pointed.
"Don't I want to escape this vortex? Don't I want to realize my own value? But in this environment, with only my limited social experience and life experience, I simply can't do it! Mom, isn't it your responsibility to teach me? Besides studying hard, improving my character, living a law-abiding life, and being an honest and upright person, have you ever taught me how to protect my spirit from being influenced by others while also integrating into this society in a self-sufficient way? Have you taught me?!"
"You've never taught me anything! Since you don't even know it yourself, why do you expect me to be perfect in everything? Am I supposed to know everything from birth?"
Ye Yuanyin could no longer control her negative emotions. Every word she said was like a sharp knife stabbing into her mother's soft heart.
Aunt Long's scalp felt cold and tight, and she could only hold on to the edge of the table to control her body and prevent herself from falling. If becoming a mother would give her all the answers to life's questions, wouldn't she want to teach her child everything she knew? But motherhood also had its limitations, and she had done her best to give her child the best life possible.
This was a debate in which it was difficult to tell right from wrong. The daughter felt wronged, and so did the mother.
But Ye Yuanyin had no way to control the grievance of being belittled again and again, and she capriciously questioned her honest mother once again.
"If you can't provide a perfect plan for my life, why did you give birth to me? If you can't offer even a little bit of useful advice, can you just keep quiet and refrain from interfering?"
"Mom, seriously! I'm tired of everyone telling me how to live! Everyone! Telling me what to do with my life! Honestly, I don't know how to live anymore."
She felt extremely wronged and extremely powerless.
"I just fell in love with someone! How did this become such an unforgivable thing? Why is everyone belittling me, denying me, and forcing me! Why is even you doing this! Why are you doing this! Am I so easy to bully?"
Listening to her daughter's hysterical screams, Aunt Long's tears flowed uncontrollably down her face like a rainstorm. Her heart ached, and she had no choice but to apologize: "I'm sorry, Yin, I'm sorry, I can't help you at all, and I've made you suffer."
"Mom... why do you always make me feel so guilty?" Ye Yuanyin burst into tears, tears bursting out like a flash flood. She said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't vent the bad emotions brought by others on you, but I can't help it. In this world, besides you, no one else can tolerate my bad temper. I'm really sorry."
Aunt Long clutched the clothes on her chest and closed her eyes. With this action, tears once again rushed down her cheeks.
*
That night, Ye Yuanyin turned off her phone, as if locking out all her worries. She had barely slept the entire night, and with a splitting headache, she quickly fell asleep.
Even if you love someone deeply, in the midst of overwhelming negativity, even a single inadequate expression can lead to resentment. Not contacting them is the ultimate form of restraint. So she didn't even send a message to Chen Dian, and neither did he.
I slept until the afternoon the next day.
It started raining outside again.
She turned on her phone and was flooded with messages. She didn't receive a call from Chu Jinxi, nor from Chen Yan'an, and there was also a call from her mother.
At this time, Shen Yuheng called and asked her to come over.
Ye Yuanyin had no choice but to deal with the matter at hand first.
Shen Yuheng's face was still pale, and he looked even weaker because he had just been ill.
On the outside, he looked elegant, tall, and youthful, but a closer look revealed the coldness and ruthlessness in his smiling eyes beneath his open-minded and calm exterior.
"I heard that Grandpa talked to you."
Ye Yuanyin always felt that the men of the Shen family all looked respectable, but the look in each of their eyes was different. Shen Yan'an also looked cold, but the smile in his eyes was warm.
"What did he say?"
Seeing that she didn't want to reveal it, Shen Yuheng snorted and laughed, saying: "It's just a lie to make you leave Shen Yan'an."
"But Grandpa underestimated him, and I underestimated him too. Did you know that your husband raised a 400 million US dollar loan from HSBC yesterday? The Shen family's real estate company in Hong Kong has also been put up for sale. He's really resolute! In addition, he wants to divest all non-core assets of the group, and every family member with a nominal position in the company will be ruthlessly thrown out because he thinks we are useless."
Ye Yuanyin caught a hint of peace from his words, but at the same time he had a premonition that a bigger storm was about to hit.
Fourth Uncle smiled grimly and added, "Now it seems that it was because I acquired the Hong Kong real estate company five years ago that indirectly caused the Shen Group's capital chain to be short. So the first decision he has to make now is to overturn my mistake!"
"An outsider! A stranger who wouldn't even call me 'Fourth Uncle' when they meet, is actually going to become the master of the Shen family?!" His laughter suddenly became crazy. "Don't you think God's arrangement is strange? Huh? Isn't it very strange?"
"Why do I feel like every move he makes now is a slap in my face! He's mocking me! Even his father is mocking me!"
Ye Yuan, with her strong empathy and keen sense of smell, could clearly sense the dangerous atmosphere in the air. She quietly distanced herself from him, her mouth tightly shut, fearing that any word she uttered would provoke a backlash from him.
At this moment, Shen Yuheng was sensitive, suspicious, irritable, and frantic. Every expression on his face was ferocious. "Why are you so kind to treat me? Did you two collude long ago? I always thought that if there was even one person in this family who cared about my mental state, it would be you. Could it be that even you have ulterior motives?!"
There was a voice in his head, repeatedly ordering him: "Kill her! Kill her!"
Soon, a woman appeared in the room, a woman that only he could see. She looked down at him with disgusted eyes and kept mocking him: "You are a waste! Waste! Waste..."
The sound surrounds and lasts forever.
Shen Yuheng felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He felt extremely wronged and couldn't let it go. He wanted to go crazy and tear things apart, but his remaining rationality told him not to.
He hugged his head and cried like an ostrich, "I'm not, I'm not!"
Ye Yuanyin's blurry figure turned into another woman, gentle, clever, lovable, the one who was always by his side...
"Pei Pei..." He called out tenderly, walked quickly towards her, and hugged her in his arms. "I'm not useless, I'm not! I'm the only one in this world who loves you the most. Yes, I love you, I love you!"
Endless fear rushed up, and Ye Yuanyin couldn't break free from his strength, so he was pulled to the sofa.
She felt panic and ashamed, and her self-esteem was like a bunch of arrows, piercing through the empty shell of this family that disregarded ethics.
Ye Yuanyin struggled hard, and the jade hairpin that was holding her hair fell off. It was the one that Chen Yan'an gave her on the wedding anniversary of Shen Wentian and Zhang Yunrong.
What did he say then?
He said, "This is the first time in my life that I've been so careful with giving a gift."
She thought that she must be different in his heart. Even if it couldn't be called love, it should be considered liking. She had also been excited and moved by his liking before, but such liking was too frivolous! He liked her, just like liking a cat or a dog, which was always dispensable.
She is a person, not a plaything for anyone to have sex with.
Shen Yuheng was still covering her. Ye Yuanyin raised the hairpin and stabbed it into his neck with all her strength.
Perhaps it poked the collarbone, there was a dull sound, and Shen Yuheng couldn't bear the pain, so he let go of his hand and covered his neck.
Ye Yuanyin pushed him away and threw the hairpin in her hand to the ground. The jade shattered with a crisp breaking sound, just like her heart, which was also dead.
She clutched her clothes tightly and ran out of his room.
There was thunder and lightning outside. A flash of lightning that illuminated the sky struck down, followed by rumbling thunder that pressed down on her chest like a thousand horses galloping.
The phone rang again. It was my mother calling.
She picked up the phone, and it was her uncle's voice on the other end.
His old, dull voice crawled over the phone line, full of pain and sorrow, "Ayin, your mother is gone, come back quickly."
In the distance, there was another loud thunder, and someone tore a hole in the dark sky, and heavy rain poured down in buckets.
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