Xu Wen picked up the coffee on the table again, smelled it, frowned, didn't drink it, and put the cup down again. "I felt something was off as soon as that woman walked in. At first, my senior didn't seem to have any particular feelings for her. I could tell that. But, I don't know when it started, the faint smile that used to be on his face disappeared. Once, I even heard them arguing in the office."
"They had a fight?" Wang Shen asked in surprise after hearing Xu Wen's words.
Xu Wen glanced at Wang Shen, not directly answering his surprise, but continuing her story. "I wanted to hear what they were arguing about. So I poured a cup of coffee and brought it into the office. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly..." Xu Wen's emotions began to fluctuate again. This time, her own words seemed to have touched a raw nerve, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears. After a minute or two, Xu Wen tried her best to control her emotions. "Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, my senior actually scolded me. He... this was the first time he had yelled at me so fiercely, and it was all because of that woman. From then on, my senior ordered me not to enter his office without his permission."
Hearing this, Wang Shen finally understood the sadness in Xu Wen's eyes when she mentioned that she couldn't freely enter Song Mu's office when they first met.
“During that period, the smiles on my face, like my senior's, gradually diminished. However, my true hatred for that woman began that night.” Wang Shen could see the fierce glint in Xu Wen's eyes as she spoke. “I don’t know if it was lucky or unlucky, but that night when I got home, I remembered I had left some documents in the office. My senior needed the information in those documents tomorrow, so I had to organize them tonight. I had no choice but to go back to the office. When I got back, I saw the light in the counseling room was still on; my senior hadn’t left work yet. I was going to ask him if he needed coffee. But before I even got close to the counseling room, I heard…” Xu Wen choked up, slightly raising her head, looking at the ceiling, trying her best to hold back her tears. Xu Wen slowly lowered her head back to its original position and took a deep breath.
“Gasping for breath, you know what I mean?” Xu Wen looked at Wang Shen and the other two. “Gasping for breath between a man and a woman.” Xu Wen gave a bitter smile. “I always act like a masochist, and this time was no exception. I quietly pushed the door of the consultation room open a crack and saw them entwined on the office chairs, which made me resentful and jealous.” Xu Wen’s knuckles, gripping the glass bottle, made a cracking sound, probably from gripping it too tightly.
“Both are unmarried, and everyone has the freedom to choose,” Wang Shen said gently, intending to offer Xu Wen some advice. However, judging from Xu Wen’s reaction, she didn’t seem to appreciate Wang Shen’s good intentions.
"What do you know! That woman doesn't love him at all! Only I love him! Only me!" Xu Wen finally couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and they streamed down her face. Xu Wen's sobs were heart-wrenching, conveying without reservation the sorrow of a woman who had suffered heartbreak.
"Since you're the only one who loves him, why did you kill him?" Wang Shen's gaze turned cold again as he stared intently at the woman sitting in front of him.
Xu Wen completely ignored Wang Shen's question and continued her story. "However, after that, that woman rarely appeared. Our psychological clinic was relatively peaceful for a while. But after I discovered what happened between them, a barrier seemed to form between my senior and me. Until one day, everything changed, and I thought my efforts had finally paid off." Xu Wen wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and a fleeting, sweet smile appeared on her face.
"It was Tuesday, our clinic's regular day off. The weather was bad that day, and I was lying in bed drinking my senior's favorite coffee, enjoying the view outside the window. Suddenly, my phone received a message from him. I thought it was some urgent work to handle, but after reading the message, I was honestly a little confused. The message only said 2 PM at a certain hotel, room number X00-X00, nothing else. I didn't understand what he meant, but I figured he must have something important to tell me. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have messaged me so easily. I checked my watch; I had half an hour left. After quickly getting ready, I went to the hotel mentioned in the message. The hotel wasn't far from my house, and at the time, the hotel was quite large..." The hall was bustling, it seemed like some kind of autograph session was being held. But I had no interest in any of that; I found the room according to the address on the text message. The door was open, and I went straight in. That's when I saw my senior lying on the bed. He seemed drunk; his cheeks were flushed. I stood by the bed for a moment, stunned. I don't know what I was thinking; I actually closed the door. I went back to the bed, touched his forehead, and patted him. He woke up! I panicked a little and moved a little distance away, watching him from afar. Unexpectedly, he sat up and pulled me into his arms. You can call me shameless, but how could I possibly resist him? What about resistance? His feelings, his body—these were what I'd dreamed of for so many years. This time, I finally had him. In the throes of passion, I'd never felt life could be so beautiful and wonderful. I gave him my best, the most important man to me. I watched him sleep peacefully beside me, gently touching his eyebrows, still straight and strong. I don't know when I got tired too, but I fell asleep next to him. Happy times always pass too quickly. When I woke up, he was already awake and dressed. He sat on the sofa looking at me, his eyes no longer showing any tenderness, but rather a painful gaze. 'What are you doing here?' That was the first thing he asked me. Can you imagine what I... What did I feel at the time? How did I end up here? I've asked myself that same question before. 'I was drunk. If I did anything to hurt you, don't take it to heart. I can make it up to you. Just tell me how much money you need; it's within my means.' That was the second thing he said to me. What did I do to become the kind of materialistic woman who could be bought with money in my senior's eyes? I held back my tears, lifted the sheet, and pointed to the bright red stain on the bed. I got up and quickly dressed; I didn't want to stay here for even a second longer. But the next day, I acted as if nothing had happened and went to work as usual. 'You can scold me all you want, go ahead and scold me.' After saying that, Xu Wen chuckled a few times.
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