Chapter 133 This is a warning, and also an ultimatum.
City Hospital, VIP Floor.
The smell of the disinfectant was so strong it was pungent.
Yan Yunye had bandages wrapped around his head, and blood seeped from a scratch on his forehead.
His face was pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes.
His gaze as he stared at the ceiling was blank and unfocused.
It felt like my soul had been ripped out.
A car accident, a near-death experience.
In a blur of consciousness, countless fragments forcibly flooded into my mind.
Like an absurd and lengthy movie, he is the protagonist, yet he is not.
He saw himself as a dog being led by an invisible rope, wagging his tail and begging for Wen Wanwan's affection.
He saw himself pushing Su Ruan away time and time again, crushing the light in her eyes with the harshest words.
Seeing his wedding with Wen Wanwan, it was grand, yet empty.
In the dark detention center, Su Ruan looked emaciated through the iron bars of her window.
Finally, in the dilapidated red-light district, she lay emaciated at the entrance of a filthy alley, a pool of blood spreading beneath her...
A book.
He lives inside a book.
He is the male supporting character in the book, portrayed as a fool who is infatuated with Wen Wanwan.
Who you love is determined by the script, who you hate is written by the author.
Even hurting the person you love most is part of a pre-arranged script.
That's why he was bewitched and kept circling around Wen Wanwan, unable to see any good in Su Ruan.
That's why he could watch helplessly as Su Ruan was forced to drink alcohol in Nebula that night.
That's why he left her alone in the snow for two hours when the roads were blocked by a blizzard in the deep mountains.
So his inexplicable dislike and neglect of Su Ruan was all imposed on him by this bullshit setting.
Those overlooked details, those illogical obsessions, now have the most absurd yet reasonable explanations.
He had long been in love with Su Ruan.
But that damned setting was like an invisible wall, cutting off his senses.
Make him see caring as annoyance and heartache as trouble.
Until she completely turned away and withdrew from his world.
The blindfold was then suddenly ripped off.
A sharp pain struck, and blood gushed out.
He now understood why he lost control when he saw her entangled with other men.
Why did he panic like a stray dog when she deleted him as a friend and blocked him?
It's not resentment, it's love.
Unfortunately, I realized it too late.
He was merely a clown on stage, unable to control his own destiny, with even his words and actions predetermined!
I see.
It turns out that his ridiculous and pathetic life was just a pre-arranged drama.
So what does his belated realization mean?
Is it a bug caused by the plot spiraling out of control?
Or is it that he, as a puppet, has developed an inappropriate sense of self?
This world is fake.
What does his life of the past twenty-odd years amount to?
A pre-written joke?
What do you mean by "princeling of the Beijing elite" or "top student from Tsinghua University"?
He's just a clown manipulated by the plot.
At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the ward door.
The nurse's voice was weak.
"Mr. Yan, someone has come to see you."
Yan Yunye snapped back to his senses, a glimmer of light suddenly igniting in his eyes.
It's soft...
She finally came.
"Enter."
The door was pushed open.
A tall, aloof figure stepped into the ward, bringing with him the crisp, cold air from outside, instantly filling the already cramped space.
It's not Su Ruan.
It is Yan Tingnan.
The spark in Yan Yunye's eyes suddenly went out, leaving only a deathly gray.
His Adam's apple bobbed dryly, his voice hoarse and barely audible.
"dad?"
"How come it's you..."
"otherwise?"
Yan Tingnan walked in and closed the door behind him.
Who do you expect to be?
Yan Yunye's lips moved slightly.
"I called Su Ruan."
"She didn't come, but you did."
Yan Tingnan walked to the foot of the bed and stood still.
"She didn't need to come."
His gaze swept calmly over Yan Yunye's empty, red eyes.
"She received a call and relayed it to me."
"So, I've come."
Yan Tingnan looked at him calmly.
Yan Yunye's Adam's apple bobbed dryly.
"She won't even come to see me?"
What's your relationship?
"I……"
Yan Yunye opened his mouth, but to no avail.
"If it doesn't matter, then stop hoping for something unrelated."
As Yan Tingnan finished speaking, it was as if the last straw had broken the camel's back.
Yan Yunye turned his head away, avoiding Yan Tingnan's sharp gaze.
The person he least wants to see right now is Yan Tingnan.
This man was too clear-headed, too powerful, and had never been controlled by anything.
It makes him look like a complete clown over the past few years.
Yan Tingnan didn't care about his attitude and walked to the bedside.
"I just want to see her."
"What do you want to see her for?"
Yan Tingnan asked directly.
"The car accident damaged your brain, but hasn't it woken you from your delusions yet?"
Yan Yunye's cheek muscles twitched, and his breathing became heavier.
"Dad, I just..."
"Just what?"
"At three in the morning, a supercar crashed into a guardrail."
He spoke calmly, listing the facts.
"Yunye, your recent foolishness is nothing new."
Yan Yunye suddenly turned his head, his eyes red-rimmed.
"I'm not..."
He wanted to argue, but couldn't find the words.
Faced with absolute clarity and reason, his struggles and pains seemed pale and laughable.
Yan Tingnan lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on his tightly clenched hands.
"Do you think a car accident or a little self-inflicted injury will make her turn back?"
Every word is piercing to the heart.
His face turned deathly pale, and his voice trembled.
“It’s different now, Dad.”
"There are some things I don't know how to explain, but what I see and think now is completely different!"
Yan Yunye's throat tightened, and the rest of his words were stuck there.
What did he say?
Dad, it's like I'm living in a book. Was the way I treated Su Ruan before because I was mentally challenged?
They're saying Wen Wanwan is the second female lead, and I'm just a stupid, simp male supporting character?
He said he almost died before he broke free of control and his first thought was to apologize to Su Ruan.
That's absurd.
Even he himself couldn't fully believe it, let alone Yan Tingnan, who was always calm, rational, and didn't believe in ghosts or gods.
He closed his eyes, and exhaustion washed over him like a tidal wave.
"It's alright now."
He heard his own hoarse voice.
"I just suddenly figured some things out."
Yan Tingnan didn't press for details, her gaze lingering for a moment on his bandaged forehead.
"What you figure out is not important."
The voice wasn't loud, but every word seemed to penetrate the air.
"The important thing is to figure out what to do and what not to do after you've thought it through."
"That's enough for Su Ruan."
"This is a warning, and also an ultimatum."
Yan Yunye stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"What right do you have to..."
Yan Tingnan interrupted him, her voice suddenly turning somber.
"I can still stand here calmly and reason with you."
"Instead of making you disappear completely from her world."
All of Yan Yunye's words were stuck in his throat, and bloodshot eyes appeared on his face.
He didn't understand.
Why must even the last glimmer of hope be extinguished by my own hands?
"Why……"
"Just because I acted foolishly in the past? Because I hurt her? So I don't even have the right to watch her from afar anymore?"
Yan Tingnan looked at him quietly, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Once the damage is done, it's done."
"A broken mirror can be mended, but that's a fairy tale. In reality, there's only sharp shards of glass."
"She is doing well now, has a bright future, and is surrounded by clean surroundings."
"Don't appear in front of her again, don't call her again, and don't disturb her life in any way."
Yan Yunye was stunned, staring at his father's cold and unfamiliar profile.
A chill ran up my spine.
His voice was hoarse.
What if I don't?
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