Chapter 27: Fake Surrender "From now on... we will live a good life."...
Chapter 27: Fake Surrender
"Now you know who he is, what next?" The woman flicked off a piece of accumulated ash and laughed, "Mrs. Yu—"
"Are you going to call the police to arrest him?"
After the wedding, the white mask's ruthless and direct words kept ringing in Zhui Lian's ears from time to time.
The weak illusion shattered, revealing an uncertain core.
Then what?
Yeah, and then?
In fact, Zhui Lian had never thought deeply about this issue, or rather, she didn't dare to think about it deeply.
So she put her plan of running away from the wedding on hold and gave the things Xiaoxu sent to Bai Yanzha for safekeeping.
Occasionally, a glimmer of deep hope still emerges.
I hope Yu Peizhi is just playing the role of the blond madman as he said, and not... not...
But the more realistic thing is that during this period, Yu Peizhi's supervision of her has become even more severe.
He did not restrict her personal freedom, but followed her more and more closely.
"Is the baby looking for a job?"
For example, when she was refreshing a recruitment website, Yu Peizhi would suddenly appear from behind her.
Zhui Lian nodded stiffly, but there was no longer much turmoil in his heart.
She didn't think she could hide the matter of finding a job from Yu Peizhi.
"I'm just looking for a job, why is the baby avoiding me?"
The other person was holding a house key that she had found somewhere, and her tone was full of sorrow and resentment, "Why did you tell everyone else and not your husband?"
"Am I so unworthy of Lianlian's trust?" He sounded very sad.
Zhui Lian thought about it and realized that this other person should be Pei Zhiwei.
These days, Pei Zhiwei occasionally receives messages on WeChat.
[V.]: Do you want to find a job after returning to S City? Do you need me to introduce you to one?
【V.】: He hasn't done anything to you recently... right?
[V.]: Do you sometimes find him scary? Even more difficult to get rid of than Ayu back then.
【V.】: Have you been thinking about Ayu recently?
Zhui Lian always felt that Pei Zhiwei was weird for speaking like that, but she couldn't tell what was weird about it.
So she responded cautiously, not daring to reveal too much, nor to remain completely silent, just seeking a safe bet.
The day after Yu Peizhi discovered that she was looking for a job, the studio she had interviewed with yesterday sent her a rejection letter.
And after that, Yu Peizhi drove her to every interview.
In addition, he also helped Zhui Lian polish her resume, revise her portfolio, find a suitable job, and make career plans for her. Every action he took was like that of an impeccable and perfect husband.
"Baby, go do what you want to do. I'm always here waiting for you. You can see me as soon as you turn around."
A strand of hair fell on her cheek, and he tucked it behind her ear, his voice gentle.
Zhui Lian could indeed see him as soon as she turned around.
In the lounge area of every company lobby she went to, she would see him waiting for her.
With her long legs crossed and a sketchbook spread across her lap, she quietly drew.
He was drawing her.
The painting is always of her.
Describing her over and over again, raising my eyes from time to time, capturing her accurately——
Elevator, her fingers pressing the buttons.
By the window, her silhouette with her head tilted.
Interview, her neck drooped.
The sun is about to set, and the dusk in S city has a unique charm.
At this moment, Zhui Lian was leaning against the car window and looking out, feeling a little tired. She had just finished an interview with a small publishing house.
The editor-in-chief had a pleasant conversation with her and spoke highly of her, but she could guess the result.
There is a high probability that it will fall into the sea like the previous jobs, or you will receive a polite but cold rejection letter.
When leaving, Zhui Lian chose to go through the fire escape at the back door of the company.
At least he could avoid Yu Peizhi in the front hall for a while.
But the wind blew past, lifting a few strands of black hair from the forehead of the man in front of him.
Yu Peizhi was leaning against the car door, holding a closed sketchbook in his hand, looking at her with a smile, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Lianlian." He called her name in a gentle tone, without surprise or questioning.
Zhui Lian didn't dare to move.
But Yu Peizhi waved at her, his smile was impeccably gentle in the sunset, and said, "Baby, this way, the car is here."
Angry, resentful, and unable to bear it anymore——?
These emotions were too profound to inspire pity.
It's powerless.
Deeply powerless.
A glass maze was built in his palm.
She is the butterfly in his palm.
"Pei Zhi."
At this moment, Zhui Lian, who was leaning against the car window, suddenly turned her head to look at Yu Peizhi and called his name.
"What's wrong, baby?" Yu Peizhi also turned his head to look at her.
Zhui Lian shook her head: "It's okay, it's just..."
She said softly, "We haven't dated for a long time."
Yu Peizhi's fingers gripping the steering wheel paused almost imperceptibly, and a hint of genuine surprise flashed across his eyes.
But then he was overwhelmed by uncontrollable joy.
"Baby wants to go on a date?"
His voice was so gentle that it could drip water, and it was flattered. "Okay, of course. What would you like to eat, baby?"
"Where do you want to go? Your husband will go with you."
The city neon lights outside the car window flow into a blurred river of light, and dusk is about to fade away.
Zhui Lian's heart was filled with anxiety, but she managed a faint smile: "Let's go... to Florence."
Zhui Lian: "The place you mentioned last time, where we had our first date."
——The place she had no memory of.
Maybe it's a place he invented where lies are made.
When Zhui Lian finished speaking, there was a moment of extremely slight stagnation in the car.
Yu Peizhi looked at her, emotions surging in his dark eyes.
The joy seemed deeper and more complex.
Finally, he smiled slowly and said, "Okay, let's go to Florence."
The car started, and the light and shadow were divided in half.
"I thought... you'd never want to go there with me again."
The side profile is half bright and half dark.
Paranoid eyes are hidden in the soft outline.
His voice was so soft that it seemed as if he was talking to himself: "Sometimes I feel like I have finally kept you by my side."
"But in the blink of an eye, I feel like you're so far away from me... so far away that I can't even reach you."
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The restaurant has an elegant environment with flickering candlelight.
The luxurious box, velvet chairs, and silver cutlery shone with a textured cold light under the lamp. All the dishes were ordered according to Zhui Lian's appetite.
The food tasted good and slid into my stomach warmly, but it felt like ice and suffocating.
The performance had exhausted her.
She continued to eat cooperatively, picking up small pieces of the steak that Yu Peizhi had cut for her, occasionally looking up and smiling at him, chatting about some interesting things when they were in love.
The candle wick burned with a subtle crackling sound.
As the knife and fork rose and fell, the other person's eyes were focused and gentle, almost never leaving her, always fixed on her, but his response was not warm.
After dinner, it was already late at night.
The night scene of S City outside the window was as prosperous as water. Zhui Lian glanced at the place not far away and suddenly said, "Pei Zhi, I want to go ride the Ferris wheel."
Yu Peizhi naturally obeyed everything.
The huge Ferris wheel slowly climbed up, and there were only the two of them in the car.
The city lights spread out beneath my feet, bright but distant.
When the carriage was about to reach its highest point, Zhui Lian turned her head and looked at the man beside her.
The man was wearing a black silk shirt today, and slim-fitting trousers wrapped around his long legs. His collar was slightly open, and his metal cuffs were turned up, revealing the watch strap between his slender wrist bones.
At this moment, he was looking at the scenery outside the window, and his profile looked a little unreal in the flickering light.
At this moment, Zhui Lian leaned over and took the initiative to kiss her.
Warm softness is imprinted on another softness.
Another piece of cool softness.
Tentative, awkward.
It’s hard to tell how much is true and how much is false.
But it was a kiss.
Very light and fast, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
But it was a kiss.
Yu Peizhi seemed a little bit unbelievable. He raised his hand and touched his lips, with a rare confusion in his eyes.
Rare and real confusion.
Zhui Lian stepped back a little and looked at him with sparkling eyes.
There was still a little fragile light in those eyes, wrapped in hope, which was very touching.
She whispered, "Hubby, let's forget about the past, okay? Forget about all the unhappy things."
The person in front of him reached out and gently grasped his sleeve, as if seeking support: "From now on... let's live a good life."
"Hubby, I know you feel insecure. You acted like that because you were afraid I would run away. I did have that thought, too."
"But I've figured it out now."
Zhui Lian sighed before continuing, "Xun Li is dead, that man is also dead, and I don't want to see those people from Qing Jiang again in this life. In this world, you are the only one who loves me the most and treats me with the most sincerity."
"Just the two of us, let's live a good life, okay?"
She whispered, "It's just, it's just..."
A big hand came up, and Yu Peizhi unconsciously held her hand back, holding it tightly.
"Just what?" he asked almost impatiently.
"Don't scare me anymore, don't pretend to be him anymore..." Zhui Lian said this with a choked voice, "Okay?"
The carriage paused slightly at its highest point, hanging in the silent night sky, dotted with stars.
From the outside, this small carriage looks like a transparent cage.
Yu Peizhi looked at her for a long, long time.
The confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, and another more complicated emotion emerged.
Love, obsession, ecstasy, pain, and an almost paranoid desire that almost overwhelms people.
But he was also entangled in deeper suspicion and fear.
He wants this.
He wanted it so much that he was going crazy.
Over the years, he had been calculating and scheming, weaving lies, pretending to be someone else, and finally revealing his true self to her, but it only made her more and more afraid of him.
The bird in the cage was not forced to rely on him, nor did it develop the love to stay by his side forever, but instead wanted to flap its wings and fly away at any time.
But why does my heart ache so much when I hear her say it now?
A white knife goes in, a red knife comes out.
Fu Dongli's sigh also rushed into his mind, and he asked him: "What exactly do you want to do? Do you want to repeat the same mistakes?"
He doesn't want to do anything.
He was just using all his tricks to make her look only at him, so that she might be able to love him, only him, instead of seeing anyone else's shadow through him.
Qiao Xunli is not good enough.
That person is no good either.
And this kiss, these words, are they real?
Or was it another elaborate escape trick? He couldn't tell.
But he was sure that if he showed his true self, she would not stay with him for even a second.
Maybe Fu Dongli was right, he was repeating the same mistake again.
Even more tragic than before.
Mean, crazy, jealous.
And despair.
These things that belong to him coexist in their relationship, entangled, wrapped around, bound, and unable to be untied.
"good."
But on the reflective glass, Yu Peizhi saw himself nodding slowly.
He reached out and embraced the soft and fragile girl in front of him, gently patting her back and coaxing her in a low voice with great patience.
He repeated over and over again: "No more acting, no more acting... My husband will never act again."
Then change back to the one she likes.
"I will listen to you all."
"Let's live well."
He folded his arms and hugged Zhui Lian tightly in his arms, with such force that he almost crushed her into pieces and embedded her into her bones and blood.
The murmur was low, with a kind of obsessive tenderness:
"In this life and the next, we will be together and live happily."
Zhui Lian leaned in Yu Peizhi's arms, suddenly stood up, held his cheek, and kissed him on the forehead.
She smiled and said, "Okay."
The lights of thousands of homes were still spread out under her feet, and the gentle smile was still maintained on Zhui Lian's face, but there was a calm coldness in her eyes.
She knew that he might not believe it.
But Yu Peizhi loves her.
I also long to be loved by her, more than anything else.
This game truly entered a more dangerous and profound stage from the moment she chose to pretend to surrender.
She understood what the white eye mask said.
She still wanted an answer.
Even if it was an answer that would upend her peaceful days.
For myself and for Xunli.
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