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At this moment, Ye Wenyu's body was only three centimeters away from Lin Tingfeng's body. She could smell the faint scent of tobacco on him. In the past, because of this distance, she would blush and her heart would pound. Now, she would blush and her heart would pound again, but because of this distance, she could successfully kill him!
The air seemed to freeze, and the once brilliant sunshine had vanished. Gusts of cold wind blew in, like ice water being poured over his head, causing Ye Wenyu's body to tremble uncontrollably.
Lin Tingfeng gazed at her, then reached out his other hand and gently patted the back of her hand. His eyes and face were filled with sadness and longing.
This puzzled her.
He was clearly a winner, a victor. He fought to the very end, with everyone either dead, insane, or running away. The whole world belonged to him. He stood at the pinnacle of power and had eliminated all his enemies. So why was he still so sad?
But never mind, revenge is the priority!
Ye Wenyu reached out with lightning speed, touched the hidden fruit knife, and was about to pull it out and stab Lin Tingfeng.
In a flash, Lin Tingfeng said painfully, "Unfortunately, I have a terminal illness, late-stage stomach cancer. The doctor said I won't live past this month—"
What?! Like a bolt from the blue, like a thunderclap, Ye Wenyu's face changed color, her two big, watery eyes widened to the size of teacups, and she withdrew her hand from the fruit knife.
How is that possible?
He was so young and strong. She once thought he was the healthiest man in the world because he was always tall and robust, like a beast. How could such a man get cancer?
Cancer, what a terrifying word. Hearing this disease is like seeing a ferocious beast baring its fangs and claws at you.
Was Lin Tingfeng telling the truth? He actually had a terminal illness? He wouldn't live more than a month? That's why he looked so sickly, pale, haggard, and emaciated. That's why he was so weak and listless. That's why he called her here today, suddenly apologized, and explained everything. That's why he gazed at her with such reluctance and pain in his eyes. That's why he promised her he would never do anything to hurt her again.
Because he's going to die, he can't do it even if he wants to!
Ye Wenyu shook her head, took a step back, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets in shock, indicating that she could hardly believe it.
At this moment, she felt as if she were not standing on solid ground, but on the surface of the sea, her body swaying and her whole being feeling dizzy.
Seeing her shocked and doubtful expression, Lin Tingfeng wore a sorrowful smile. He gazed at her with deep affection and gently asked, "You don't believe me?"
Ye Wenyu nodded.
Yes, she really couldn't believe he would get cancer.
Lin Tingfeng closed his eyes in pain, took a breath, and slowly said to her, "When the diagnosis came out, I didn't believe it either. Everyone in the world can get cancer, but it wouldn't happen to me. I was so young. I had just cleared all the obstacles, my position was secure, and I could be laughing with you and watching life unfold. I cursed the doctor, hit the doctor, tore up the test results, went to different hospitals for tests, and even rushed to the United States, to the best hospitals in the world, but the result was the same: late-stage stomach cancer."
As Lin Tingfeng finished speaking, he gave a sarcastic smile. God is truly a mischievous child; He just gave him the whole world, and then cruelly took it all away.
The gears of fate turned wildly; he killed everyone first, and then God killed him. Haha, thinking about it, it's all so ironic.
Life is like a play, and life is as fragile as glass.
Lin Tingfeng narrowed his long phoenix eyes, staring blankly into the distance, lost in thought.
What? It felt like a thunderbolt had struck me. Late-stage stomach cancer? And it had been repeatedly diagnosed?
Ye Wenyu's face was as pale as paper, and her body began to tremble as if she were experiencing an earthquake or tsunami. If Lin Tingfeng really only had a month to live, then she didn't need to rush to kill him today. Since God wanted to punish him, then she didn't need to do it herself.
The hand that had been resting on the fruit knife slowly fell down.
Life is truly ironic. You may think you're all-powerful and the victor, but in reality, you're just a pawn, only the players are different.
We are all puppets, only the people controlling us are different.
"Isn't it ridiculous, Xiaoyu? I never thought I'd get this kind of disease at such a young age." Lin Tingfeng turned his gaze back to Ye Wenyu, whose face was pale.
Her shocked expression warmed his heart. He knew that there had been a time when she had truly loved him, and looking back, those times were truly beautiful.
He smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and slowly said, "Actually, upon closer reflection, everything makes sense. My stomach started feeling unwell a long time ago; it's been hurting, and sometimes I cough and vomit blood. But at that time, you were instigated by Lin Tingyue to leave me in a hurry. My stepmother, my ex-wife, and Lin Tingyue, Lin Tingxuan, Cai Wenchuan, and Jiang Zhiming—they all conspired together to form an alliance against me!"
Lin Tingfeng had been talking too much and was starting to breathe rapidly, his chest rising and falling. At this point, even a stranger could tell at a glance that he was indeed a seriously ill person.
Lin Tingfeng said in a hoarse voice, "Their goal is to break us up, defeat me, and kill me! I don't have the time or energy to go to the hospital for a checkup. I always think it's okay, I'm still young, I go to the gym regularly, there can't be anything wrong with my body. I'll go to the hospital after I defeat all these people, so I keep putting it off. Even though I'm in severe pain from time to time, and sometimes I even vomit blood, I don't take it to heart."
At this point, Lin Tingfeng coughed violently, and as if to prove the absolute correctness of his words, he began to vomit.
At this moment, his shoulders were heaving violently, his face was as pale as a dead man, and he was completely vulnerable and defenseless. It was the best time to kill him. However, looking at Lin Tingfeng, who was so weak and helpless, Ye Wenyu could not bring himself to do it no matter what.
After Lin Tingfeng's violent coughing subsided, he slowly said to Ye Wenyu, "Later, as it dragged on, it became late-stage stomach cancer, and all the experts in the hospitals gave up on treatment."
Ye Wenyu listened quietly, her eyes widening. At first, only her face lost its color, but now even her lips had lost all color.
Lin Tingfeng looked at Ye Wenyu and said to her with utmost sincerity, "Xiaoyu, you are the only person I have ever loved in my life."
He hurt her, but he wanted her to believe that everything he did was out of love, and that he would make amends.
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