Su Luo was stunned.
Ye Xiaotian's words make a lot of sense. After all he's been through, he's still the same as he was a few years ago, without any growth. He presumptuously considers his lover's needs but has never asked for her opinion.
"Xiao Tian, you've enlightened me."
"Right, you should go back and have a proper talk with her. Even if we really break up, we can't let the other person be left without knowing why."
"good."
As he spoke, Su Luo tilted his head back and drank the entire glass of wine in one gulp.
After downing a glass of wine, Su Luo slumped onto the table again, feeling so dizzy she was about to black out.
I feel terrible, so terrible, and I feel like throwing up again.
He can't vomit. He's vomited too many times these past few days. If he vomits again, he really wants to die.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The phone on the corner of the table started vibrating.
Su Luo thought it was her calling, but when she looked at the phone, she realized it was Ye Xiaotian's.
Ye Xiaotian didn't want to answer at first, but after glancing at the screen and seeing the caller ID, he immediately grabbed his phone, quickly answered the call, and said with a smile.
"sister."
"I'll arrive at the airport at 11 PM tonight. Come pick me up."
"ah?"
Ye Xiaotian was taken aback. Why did his sister come back so suddenly? Did the tour end so quickly?
Why did you come back?
Ye Xiaoman said irritably.
"Mind your own business, just remember not to be late!"
"Sis, I'll drink..."
Before Ye Xiaotian could finish speaking, his sister ruthlessly interrupted him.
"That's all for now, I'm boarding!"
Ye Xiaotian silently put down his phone.
He was about to refuse, but he hadn't finished drinking with Su Luo yet. He'd probably black out by the time he finished, and would just go straight to sleep when he got home. How could he wait until 11 o'clock to pick her up?
Seeing Ye Xiaotian's unpleasant expression, Su Luo smiled and said.
"Let's stop drinking here then. Let's rest for a bit before we go pick up your sister. I can't drink anymore either, or I'll throw up. I have to go home."
Ye Xiaotian said helplessly.
"Okay then, let's get together again next time."
"Um."
The two walked out of the hotel side by side, said a brief goodbye at the entrance, and went their separate ways.
Before long, Su Luo arrived at her doorstep.
I opened the door with my key and immediately saw Nami Ozawa sitting on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket.
I thought I was seeing things, so I rubbed my eyes, but the person was still there.
Nami Ozawa threw off the blanket, stood up, and took the initiative to speak.
"You're back. I have something I want to tell you."
Su Luo was already drunk and felt a bit nauseous. Seeing that she felt nauseous again, she swallowed hard, suppressed her urge to vomit, and mustered up her courage to speak.
"I also have something to say to you, can you let me go first?"
He was afraid that he would throw up after Ozawa Nami finished speaking.
Nami Ozawa was a little surprised, but she still nodded gently, "Okay, go ahead."
"Nami, I've never disliked you, nor have I changed my mind. The reason I feel nauseous when I see you is because..."
Su Luo explained the situation to Ozawa Nami, saying that she had consulted a doctor at the hospital and found that there was no cure. She didn't want the two of them to torture each other, which was why she was so determined to break up with her.
Before coming, Nami Ozawa reminded herself not to cry anymore, but she still couldn't help but tear up and said in a trembling voice.
"So that's how it is..."
It turns out he hadn't changed his mind. He didn't stop loving her; he just didn't want to hold her back. He was so sick that he had no choice but to break up with her.
Su Luo said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I'm only telling you now..."
Nami Ozawa shook her head, forcing a smile.
"It's okay, I don't blame you. I'm already very happy that you told me."
"Then promise me you'll live a good life too."
She had just imagined in her mind that if she told Su Luo that she was pregnant, Su Luo would definitely soften his heart and keep her and the child by his side even if he was vomiting every day.
But that's not what she wants; it would break her heart to see him suffer.
Su Luo's illness is incurable, but if she is gone for a long time, 5 years, 10 years, or even 20 years.
She believed that one day he would recover.
Su Luo didn't know what to say; her heart was heavy and complicated.
Ozawa Nami hugged Su Luo, sobbing softly.
"I really have to go now. Take care."
Su Luo gently hugged her back, her voice very soft.
"Take care of yourself."
Nami Ozawa reluctantly let go of Su Luo and left the room without looking back.
The door closed.
Su Luo rushed to the bathroom and vomited violently after sticking her head into the toilet.
"vomit……"
Su Luo vomited violently in the bathroom, and after an unknown amount of time, she finally had the strength to get up from the floor and stagger back to the living room.
Su Luo slumped onto the sofa, staring at the familiar ceiling, her eyes slightly narrowed.
I feel so dizzy.
The ceiling seemed to be spinning.
Su Luo reached out and touched the menthol cigarette on the coffee table. She bit down hard on the mouthpiece, lit the cigarette with trembling hands, and took a deep drag.
Great, I'm even more dizzy now.
Wisps of smoke filled the air.
I felt dizzy, but surprisingly, I also had a feeling of floating on air.
Su Luo felt incredibly relaxed; the feeling of having nothing wasn't so bad.
He finally achieved his dying wish: to never again be involved in matters of the heart; all the women he loved and who loved him disappeared.
As for the daughter, she's with her biological mother, so she shouldn't be abused.
No, it won't happen.
Su Luo comforted herself, thinking, "It can't be like that."
He finished a pack of cigarettes quickly. He hadn't slept all night, and now he was finally feeling sleepy. Su Luo slowly closed his eyes.
In a dream.
The white-haired monster reappeared, this time not with an axe, but with a snake whip, a snake whip stained with blood.
He felt the whip looked familiar and quickly remembered that Song Lingshan had used this very whip to whip him when she locked him in the basement.
Whose blood is on the whip? Is it your own?
The monster stomped on Su Luo, whose body seemed to be bound by invisible shackles and could not move.
The monster lashed out at him with its snake whip while mocking him.
Do you really think you're free?
"Do you really think they've let you go? You're too naive."
"It hurts, doesn't it? Why aren't you fighting back? Didn't you say you'd been reborn and weren't going to be a submissive coward anymore?"
"Let me tell you, you'll always be trash, destined to be trampled underfoot and ruthlessly crushed."
Su Luo wanted to refute him, but no sound came out of her throat.
I want to kill him, I really want to kill him!
The monster got tired of fighting and pinned him down, choking him hard.
Just when Su Luo thought he was going to be strangled to death, he suddenly found that he could move his arm again.
He groped around on the ground and found a sharp fruit knife. He then stabbed the knife into his shoulder.
The monster vanished instantly.
Su Luo suddenly opened her eyes.
Thankfully, it was just a nightmare.
Before Su Luo could even catch her breath, a piercing pain shot through her shoulder. She numbly touched her shoulder; it was hot, sticky, and wet.
He looked up and saw that his hand was covered in blood.
Depend on!
Su Luo couldn't help but curse aloud. Had he stabbed himself in the back?
It hurts so much, it hurts so much, I feel so dizzy...
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