Chapter 145 Recognizing a Man by His Scent
Cemetery in an affluent area.
The lush greenery was trimmed neatly, and the air was filled with the moist scent of fresh grass.
In front of a brand-new black tombstone stands a girl in a white dress. She loosely tied her long hair into a side ponytail with a white silk ribbon, which hung over her shoulder and swayed gently in the wind.
The girl's eyes were red as if she had just cried, and the tip of her nose was pink, making her look like a wronged little rabbit. She held a bunch of white daisies, and her slender figure stood quietly in the solemn cemetery.
An uninformed person would surely think that the young girl was reminiscing about her deceased loved ones, a beauty that is heartbreaking.
The girl gently knelt down and placed the bouquet on the tombstone. The moment her fingertips touched the cold stone, tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.
Ruan Yi suddenly hugged the tombstone, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and her sobs changed from suppressed choking to unrestrained howling.
It looks like a rabbit, but when it cries, it howls like a little wolf.
"Fu Wang, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry!"
The girl's small face was pressed against the cold tombstone, her tears soaking the surface.
"How did I manage to kill you again... I didn't succeed last time, but this time... it's all my fault this time... Ouch!"
She knew perfectly well that what happened last time wasn't entirely her fault, but this time, Fu Wang's death at Fu Jingchen's hands was truly inextricably linked to her.
Ruan Yi cried until her voice was hoarse, and when she opened her mouth, she made up her mind, as if making a wish.
"In the next life... be my son!"
"You're so good to me, Mom will definitely treat you well and never let you suffer again... Stop liking me, be my son, and I'll like you instead, okay?"
The slender, delicate girl hugged the cold tombstone and wept uncontrollably.
In a foreign cemetery, speaking fluent yet slightly soft Mandarin, she earnestly made a promise to the deceased to be mother and child in the next life.
The scene is a mix of humor and bittersweetness, making the bittersweet feeling all the more heartbreaking.
Under the camphor tree not far away, I stood in the shade watching the girl who was crying uncontrollably while hugging her own tombstone.
I don't know whether the corners of my mouth should curve upwards or downwards.
He should be happy, at least he can be sure that he held some weight in Ruan Yi's heart, so much so that Ruan Yi was so saddened by his "death".
But he just couldn't be happy.
He clearly wanted to be her husband and have a future with her, but she skipped the stages of lovers and husband and wife and wanted to be his mother.
The man raised his hand and pressed his temples, feeling both heartache and a bit of amusement, but this amusement couldn't last more than a few seconds before a dense, throbbing pain remained in his chest.
He couldn't bear to see Ruan Yi cry; every sob of the girl felt like a needle piercing his heart.
He stood under the tree, watching secretly from a distance of a few meters. He watched for as long as Ruan Yi cried, until finally his own eyes were red and sore.
Countless times, he was about to step out, wanting to rush over, pull that small, curled-up figure into his arms, stroke her back, and tell her, "I'm not dead."
But reason held him back tightly, and he dug his fingernail deep into his palm, leaving several crescent-shaped marks. He could only barely bear the pain when it went numb.
Finally, after Ruan Yi had finished crying, she wiped her tears and got up to leave, but she didn't notice that the tissues she was holding, filled with tears and snot, had fallen onto the tombstone.
She took two steps before realizing what had happened, then quickly ran back, bent down to pick up the crumpled paper, and whispered an apology to the tombstone: "I'm sorry, I've dirtied your home..."
The man's heart melted when he saw her pitiful, apologetic expression.
He just thought she was incredibly cute, and all he wanted to do was rush out and kiss her until she couldn't cry anymore.
But he can't; he's still a victim of a shooting whose fate remains unknown.
Unless Fu Jingchen is sent to prison, he will never be able to stand openly by her side as Fu Wang.
Only after Ruan Yi's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cemetery did the man slowly walk out, his gaze fixed on the direction she had left, his eyes red as if they were about to bleed.
If the man had a tail right now, it would probably be drooping listlessly on the ground, eager to wag its tail and chase after her, staying right at her feet.
But he couldn't. This wasn't the first time he had been unable to control his own destiny. Before, he was forced to accept her confession; now, he was carefully planning to avoid appearing in front of her.
Fu Wang walked to the tombstone and his gaze fell on the tear stains on the stone that were not yet completely dry. These were the marks left by Ruan Yi when she was crying and her face was pressed against the stone.
The man knelt down, like a dog yearning for its master's scent, and gently rubbed his cheek against the damp spot.
He carefully inhaled the lingering fragrance that belonged to her, every movement filled with longing and infatuation.
The man was completely captivated by the scene, while the cemetery caretaker nearby stared in disbelief, his face turning pale.
I just saw a beautiful woman in a white dress hugging this tombstone, crying and rubbing against it. Now a man has come along, rubbing against the tombstone and kissing it.
What is this tombstone...?
The manager shook his head and sighed, "Luckily, that young lady was smart enough to clean it up at the beginning, otherwise it would have been so dirty!"
After leaving the cemetery, Ruan Yi stood on the street, her feet covered with a layer of golden fallen leaves, which made a crisp "crunch" sound when she stepped on them.
In the distance were scattered villas and groves of maple trees, a scene as beautiful as a painting, but her mind was in turmoil.
Should we confront Fu Jingchen?
But what should she do if she actually heard him say, "I killed Fu Wang"? Angry or accusing?
But it was she who initially orchestrated this "green hat scare" drama to prove to Pei Lian and Gu Zhi that Fu Jingchen was a good man with absolute composure and problem-solving skills.
Even if she had her own reasons, it all started because of the method she chose.
Those evil short video platforms... they've done so much harm. If they had used a different approach back then, would things have turned out this way?
Ruan Yi regretted it more and more, and was so regretful that she almost turned green with envy.
She squatted down, picked up a thin twig, and angrily poked at the fallen leaves at her feet, smashing the leaves to pieces, venting her frustration in a humiliating way.
Just then, a large hand suddenly reached out from behind, slipped under her armpit, and supported the soft flesh below her breasts. Another hand wrapped around her waist and lifted her up abruptly.
That large hand was still restlessly stroking, carrying a burning heat.
Ruan Yi was furious, but she had cried for too long in the cemetery and didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to hit someone. She could only speak in a hoarse voice.
“Shen Xun, you promised me you wouldn’t interfere with my understanding of the situation. You said you wouldn’t go back on your word.”
The girl spoke frankly and directly because she understood Shen Xun's nature. He was despicable, but he disdained scheming and always kept his word.
But the man behind her didn't respond. Instead, he pressed his face against hers, his nose gently brushing against her earlobe, a cool touch, before slowly sliding down to her neck, leaving a series of soft kisses.
Ruan Yi froze, as if she had been frozen in place.
The touch was unlike Shen Xun's usual assertiveness; it was more like a cold, invertebrate venomous snake, wet and cool, silently coiling around him with deadly danger.
Immediately afterwards, a faint, crisp woody scent with a hint of pine and cypress wafted into my nostrils, not a heavy or harsh aroma.
Ruan Yi suddenly opened her eyes wide, broke free abruptly, and turned around to forcefully push away the person behind her.
Ha, she's the kind of person who would push away even if she had no strength at all.
Ever since being entangled with several men, Ms. Ruan has long since mastered the skill of "identifying men by their scent".
Ruan Yi looked at the man in front of her, her eyes still red, her voice filled with suppressed anger.
"Are you satisfied now? I failed, I couldn't prove I succeeded, and now I can't let you get out of here."
"Were you doing this on purpose... deliberately leading me to use men to provoke Fu Jingchen, waiting for me to fail?"
Pei Lian smiled with his eyes downcast, watching the girl look like she was about to strangle him. He slowly raised his hands, adopting a gesture of surrender.
His excessively long, slender, fair fingers contrasted with his silvery-white hair, and his eyes narrowed even more.
“Intentional? How could that be?” The man’s voice was gentle. “I don’t have the ability to predict the future.”
Ruan Yi felt a chill run down her spine, and a mocking sneer curled at the corner of her lips.
Who knows if Pei Lian has that kind of ability? He doesn't even look human!
It has been confirmed that, like Gu Zhi, he can recall memories of his past life. Given his appearance, he might already be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of lifetimes.
She stared at the man's dazzling white hair, feeling increasingly disgusted. The man's skin was so white it was almost transparent, yet he also had white hair; his true form might actually be a thousand-year-old white snake.
Every time I encounter him, I feel a chill all over my body, as if my naked body is being entangled, which is terrifying. It's exactly the same as when he hugged me just now, it's disgusting.
Ruan Yi felt a tightness in her chest from anger. Looking at Pei Lian's perpetually smiling yet utterly hypocritical face, she suddenly curled her lips into a wicked smile.
"Didn't you originally say... you wanted me to sleep with you?"
"Sorry, I'm going back to China now. When I get back, I'm going to marry Shen Xun and have a bunch of kids that will scare you to death!"
"Those things you're thinking about, maybe in your next life."
After spouting nonsense, she didn't look at the man's reaction anymore, turned around and left, her steps quick and heavy, as if she wanted to trample all the pent-up frustration under her feet.
I'll make him furious! I'll make him furious at this male demon who's always lurking in the shadows and causing trouble for everyone!
Ruan Yi was unaware that the man behind her had followed almost immediately after she took her first step, his footsteps so light they were almost imperceptible.
The next second, a sinister voice drifted over from the side.
"Have a bunch of kids?"
Ruan Yi shuddered, goosebumps rising on her skin, but she gritted her teeth and refused to turn back, taking even faster steps.
But the man's legs were too long, and he caught up with her in a few steps without even putting in any effort, walking side by side with her.
Pei Lian turned his head, his silver hair gleaming coldly in the sunlight, but a smile played on his face, his tone slightly mocking.
"Have a child with Shen Xunsheng? Aren't you afraid of producing a bunch of violent freaks?"
Seeing that Ruan Yi ignored him, Pei Lian moved closer, lowered his voice, and said in a seductive tone.
"If you really want to have a child, you should choose me."
"Look... I'm much prettier than him."
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