Chapter 114 Praying for him was her sole purpose for this trip.
In the room, Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person sleeping in his arms. The light shone on that beautiful face, and the tear stains at the corners of her eyes had not yet faded.
He raised his hand and gently wiped his eyes, the light and shadow in his eyes clearly visible, a thousand and one emotions stirred up because of her.
While other couples enjoy sweet and loving relationships, he only makes people cry.
It's alright to cry in front of him, but in reality, you don't know how many tears you secretly wipe away. Those who can cry in front of him are those who can't control their emotions and are heartbroken to a certain extent.
*
That night, Wen Jiu was awakened by a knock on the door and vaguely heard Zhou Yanchuan say, "I'm not going."
She got out of bed and went to the living room in her slippers.
Xie Tinghe was standing at the door. When the man saw her, he smiled and gestured, "She's awake now."
Zhou Yanchuan looked back.
She walked over and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Xie Tinghe invited, "It's so boring staying in the room all the time, come out and have some fun."
Wen Jiu replied, "Okay."
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at her again.
She reached out to take his hand, her voice gentle and soft: "I've been cooped up here all day, let's go for a walk."
*
Under the dazzling lights, the men sank into black sofas, their shirt sleeves slightly rolled up and their legs casually crossed.
The cigarette between his fingers was tinged with faint sparks, and occasionally he would reach for the wine glass next to him, the ice cubes clinking softly.
They talked with their necks turned to the side, a casual smile playing on their lips.
A row of young girls, each dressed exquisitely and beautifully, sat on the sofa beside them.
But for some reason, it was the girls who exuded elegance and sophistication, while the men seemed more composed.
There was only one special figure among them.
Shen Shiran was sitting right in the center of the sofa.
The girl changed into a new white dress, her shoulders bare and beautiful, her round and smooth skin unforgettable.
Wen Jiu looked at her, but what caught her attention was that even though she was sitting in the middle, she had dressed up carefully from head to toe.
Upon seeing Zhou Yanchuan arrive, the man sitting next to Shen Shiran smiled and was about to give up his seat, but he stopped when Wen Jiu appeared.
The atmosphere in the room was tense.
For the first time, Wen Jiu had some thoughts that she felt ashamed of.
For the first time, the ambition in her eyes was undisguised. Watching these men's familiarity with and control of the situation, a long-suppressed thought suddenly broke free from its shackles.
The girl sitting in the middle greeted her.
"You must be Wen Jiu. Hello, I'm Shen Shiran."
Everyone in the room turned their attention to her.
Wen Jiu looked at the girl who was speaking to her, her expression calm, as if she were treating anyone she had just met, with gentle distance: "Hello."
The girl's poised and confident demeanor surprised everyone present.
Shen Shiran was also momentarily lost in thought.
Just as she was about to say something more, she saw the girl tug at the hem of the person next to her.
She didn't even need to look up; the man simply lowered his head naturally.
I don't know what she said, but the person who hadn't even glanced at her before suddenly lifted his eyelids and looked in her direction.
Then I heard the girl say, "I'm going to find Yueyue."
Zhou Yanchuan frowned slightly.
Wen Jiu patted him: "Go on, hurry up."
Xie Tinghe, who was close to the two, naturally heard what the girl said.
This girl is truly insightful and perceptive.
She had just asked Zhou Yanchuan to sit down.
"Let's go, stop bothering her," he said, putting his arm around Zhou Yanchuan and winking at the girl.
Wen Jiu smiled, turned around and walked outside.
*
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a girl wearing a silk nightgown lay half-reclined on a sofa chair, her two slender and shapely legs dangling loosely from the sofa armrest.
This was the scene that greeted Wen Jiu when she entered the room. Her eyes were filled with concern, and she was about to ask, "Are you feeling unwell?"
I caught a lingering, enchanting scent in the air and suddenly understood something.
Li Yue watched the girl's face gradually turn red and smiled, "You've been dating for so long, how can you still be so innocent?"
"I."
Li Yue patted the seat next to her: "Come sit down."
Her movements were so large that the clothes that were already hanging loosely on her shoulders slid down, revealing half of her snow-white skin. Wen Jiu saw the red marks on them, as well as the marks on the girl's wrists.
She raised her hand and gently touched that slender wrist.
"Does it hurt?"
"A little."
"Why do you always leave these?"
For marks of this severity, the pain would definitely outweigh the pleasure.
Li Yue whispered, "He likes this kind of thing."
"But it will hurt."
Hearing the girl's words, Li Yue was slightly taken aback.
She glanced sideways and saw the girl staring at her wrist with eyes full of heartache.
The grievances she had suppressed were now about to surface uncontrollably.
She swallowed twice. "It's okay, let's not talk about me anymore. What about you? Why did you leave Zhou Yanchuan and Shen Shiran alone together?"
Wen Jiu paused as she was about to apply the medicine, and said softly, "He should have been with her in the first place."
“What do you mean, ‘originally’?” Li Yue was so angry that she almost sat up, but then lay back down because her body was too weak. However, she still made sure to emphasize, “You are his girlfriend.”
"But nobody in that room thought I should be his girlfriend."
Li Yue was taken aback by the girl's clear and insightful words. She opened her mouth to refute but found herself speechless.
After a long pause, he said, "We can't just hand him over like that."
"I didn't allow it."
"Even after all this, you still haven't given way?"
Wen Jiu shook her head. She wasn't asking him to go to Shen Shiran's side, but rather to go to his own circle.
"Are you stupid?" Li Yue scolded her, then asked, "Why didn't you come with me?"
"That's not where I should be."
Even if Zhou Yanchuan leads her there, it will only make people feel that he is special to her; in essence, she is still his possession.
Wen Jiu gently rubbed the red mark, her voice as soft as her movements, "Besides, it's fine to leave him alone in the room; he won't do anything."
So, do you trust him?
"Um.
Li Yue laughed: "So what's next? What do we do next?"
"I have no idea."
A look of helplessness and confusion flashed in Wen Jiu's eyes. After a long silence, she murmured, "I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
She just wanted to spend as much time with him as she could.
Nothing could be more heartbreaking.
Li Yue looked at him with pity: "Silly boy."
The two girls sat on the sofa and chatted for a long time, and then it started raining again outside the window.
"With this rain, I don't know if the temple will be open tomorrow," Li Yue said, glancing to the side.
Wen Jiu looked out the window and said, "I hope so."
Praying for him was her sole purpose for this trip.
That's the only thing I can do for him.
*
When Zhou Yanchuan returned, the girl was asleep on the sofa in the room, lying on her side with her legs slightly curled up.
He walked over quietly, but the person still opened their eyes as he got closer.
"You're back."
She reached out to hug him.
He walked over and pulled the person into his arms.
The girl gently nuzzled his chest with her nose, like a little animal: "Let me smell if there are any other girls' scents."
His heart softened at her appearance, and his gaze softened: "Really?"
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