Su Luo stared blankly into Song Lingshan's sincere eyes.
"My home..."
Do I still have a home?
Yes, I have a home.
I have a wife and a daughter.
But I feel like throwing up whenever I see my wife. She has sacrificed so much for me and considers me her pillar of support.
How should I explain this to her?
Should I abandon her and live alone with my daughter?
Should I tell my daughter that I am an ungrateful, cold-blooded, and heartless beast?
He could act like an animal, but he didn't want his daughter to know; she was the last piece of pure land in his heart.
Song Lingshan could guess what Su Luo was thinking. It was simply because of the success of the aversion therapy that he couldn't live with Ozawa Nami now.
That was a brilliant move of hers. Even though she lost, Ozawa Nami didn't win either. How brilliant and satisfying!
Song Lingshan couldn't help but raise her hand to touch Su Luo's face, which was still stunningly beautiful despite its haggard appearance. She gently stroked the pale pink scar on his cheek with her fingertips and smiled.
"You don't want to? Then I'll have to change my mind."
Su Luo did not resist her affection and said with a smile.
"I didn't say I was unwilling; I couldn't be happier."
Su Luo had already died once; to him, his physical body was merely a tool to carry his soul.
Seeing that he did not resist, Song Lingshan became even more audacious.
"After you are discharged from the hospital, will you still try to kill yourself?"
"I don't know, maybe I'll just die when I want to."
Su Luo used to think that life was precious. No matter how much pain you experienced, as long as you lived and persevered, you would always see hope and find light.
But these days, he feels that he was too naive before, and that some pain is really unbearable.
Even if you persevere, you will see no hope. The end of darkness is still an abyss, and even if there is light, it is only a faint flame, not enough to resist the endless darkness.
If he ever feels he can't hold on any longer, he feels he will face death calmly.
Song Lingshan saved his life this time, but he didn't feel particularly happy, nor did he feel grateful to her.
She wanted to let herself go, partly because she was afraid she would actually die in her house, and partly because she felt there was no future for her and Ozawa Nami.
Song Lingshan lowered her head, kissed his lips, and whispered.
"Then next time you feel like dying, remember to tell me, and I'll die with you."
Su Luo didn't speak, but grabbed her hair and bit her lip.
Dream on, he wouldn't want to die with her.
He knew Song Lingshan would definitely go to hell after she died, and he didn't want to go to hell with her.
He's going to the movie theater; he doesn't need anyone to accompany him. He can do it all by himself.
Song Lingshan didn't receive a reply from Su Luo, as if she was deliberately venting her anger.
Completely disregarding his frail body.
She worked so hard that Su Luo fainted before calmly calling the doctor to give Su Luo an IV drip.
As a result, Su Luo, who was originally scheduled to be discharged from the hospital in a week, was able to leave.
He was hospitalized for half a month before being discharged.
On the day of her discharge from the hospital, Su Luo was still extremely weak. Song Lingshan considerately carried her into the car and placed her in the passenger seat.
Then I returned the phone that I had been holding for so long to him.
The car started slowly. Su Luo looked at the tired woman leaning back in her seat, turning her head to look at the scenery outside the window.
The setting sun hid behind thick clouds, casting its last rays on the towering buildings. The streets were bustling with traffic, and people moved slowly.
It's been a very, very long time since I've been out on the street.
Su Luo blinked, her vision starting to blur. She rubbed her eyes and looked away.
He looked down and turned on his phone.
There were many missed calls and many unread messages on WeChat, mostly from Ozawa Nami and her daughter, and also from Ye Xiaotian.
Su Luo didn't feel any warmth, only annoyance, she was so annoyed.
I have absolutely no idea how to reply, nor do I want to reply. There's nothing to say.
A text message caught Su Luo's attention; it was from the bank.
Su Luo clicked on it out of curiosity and found that two million had been deposited into his account.
"???!"
Su Luo's eyes widened. She wiped her phone screen and looked at it carefully. She wasn't mistaken; there was an extra two million.
There used to be 1.2 million in the card, now there is 3.2 million.
What's going on?
Who gave him two million?
This money was transferred from the day he attempted suicide by cutting his wrists.
Could it be Song Lingshan? He couldn't think of anyone else who would transfer so much money to him for no reason other than Song Lingshan.
Su Luo looked at Song Lingshan in the driver's seat and asked in confusion.
"You transferred money to me?"
Song Lingshan scoffed, "Why should I transfer money to you?"
She had no reason to transfer money to Su Luo. Besides, Su Luo wasn't short of money. By being with Ozawa Nami, he essentially had 20% of the Song family's shares, worth billions.
That's enough for him to live on for several lifetimes, why would she transfer money to him?
"..."
Su Luo remained silent. Who could it be?
This is so bizarre.
Not long after.
We arrived at Anning Residential Area.
Song Lingshan didn't plan to enter the residential area. Instead, she parked the car at the entrance and whispered.
"arrive."
Su Luo unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, turned around and gave Song Lingshan a deep look. Her lips moved but no sound came out.
He really didn't know what to say to her.
Being imprisoned by her for these past few days feels like a dream, and now I've woken up.
Song Lingshan didn't say anything, she just looked at him calmly.
Su Luo got out of the car, pushed open the gate of the residential area, and walked quickly home.
He was finally free, finally got the freedom he had always longed for, but his mood was not as excited as he had expected, but rather extremely heavy.
I wonder if he was afraid of facing Nami Ozawa later.
I'm still not feeling well; my heart starts to ache for no apparent reason.
Song Lingshan didn't get out of the car; she just watched Su Luo's receding figure through the car window.
My vision gradually blurred, and tears suddenly started falling in large drops.
She knew that this parting with Su Luo was different from the past.
Su Luo is no longer the one who betrayed her, cruelly abandoned her, and acted as the traitor in their relationship.
Now, Su Luo feels no remorse towards her. She has hurt him so deeply that he was driven to attempt suicide by cutting his wrists and disregarding life.
She no longer had the right to stand on the moral high ground to condemn him, to bring him back to her side, or to hope that he could fall in love with her again.
It's really impossible for them.
Both of them were covered in wounds, and the scars on their faces would gradually fade until they were completely healed and disappeared.
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