Zhou Yushen pursed his lips and remained silent.
He was indeed avoiding her.
But the reason...
Should I tell her that the moment I saw her, I couldn't help but want to kiss her, hug her, and... her?
No……
no.
She had already witnessed firsthand the terrifying rage he displayed when he hit someone. If he were to discover that she harbored such strong possessive feelings for him, she would surely be terrified and stay far away from him.
I can't tell her.
Zhou Yushen turned his head away.
His jawline was taut and hard.
Seeing that he remained silent, Shen Zhiyi didn't press him further.
"All done." She applied the medicine and put down the cotton swab.
I gave him a way out.
"Is it because Brother Yu Shen has to prepare for the competition these days and doesn't want to be distracted?"
Zhou Yushen looked at her.
"It's alright." Shen Zhiyi smiled, as if she had plenty of patience. "I'll listen whenever you're ready to talk."
Sooner or later, she will pry open this silent mouth.
She threw away the cotton swab, got up, and left the Zhou family home.
For two consecutive days.
Shen Zhiyi really didn't contact him.
As each moment grew more unbearable, Zhou Yushen tossed and turned, thinking over and over.
Did I scare her?
Was he too cold-hearted?
The day he hit Fu Yuli, his fierce and violent demeanor made her feel fearful when she thought about it later.
How is her illness?
Why don't they come to have lunch with me anymore?
The smell of that dress I gave her that day should have dissipated by now, right?
Why haven't you come to see him yet?
Zhou Yushen was deeply troubled and unable to eat or sleep.
For the first time in my life, I experienced the feeling of not being able to calm down while doing research in the lab.
Finally, during a break between classes one day.
He couldn't take it anymore and sent a message to Shen Zhiyi.
"Are you cured?"
Where are they?
He stared silently at his phone.
Waiting for time to pass by, second by second.
Buzzing—
Zhou Yushen immediately jumped up from his chair and looked at the lit screen.
Shen Zhiyi: "No."
"But I've found that bumping into the class representative seems to help relieve the discomfort~"
"Since Brother Yu Shen is busy, I won't bother you any longer~ Thank you for your help during this time."
"In the future, we probably won't need it anymore."
Zhou Yushen stared at those words, his aura growing increasingly somber.
No longer needed?
No need...
A heart slowly settles down.
Finally, it sank into the dark, sunless magma, melted with a gurgling sound, and then exploded into a fierce, terrifyingly red flame.
The flying sparks, like flames of jealousy, gnawed at the flesh on the skin, causing intense pain.
Until the entire heart began to twist violently.
How could she not need him?!
Zhou Yushen's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
Fu Yuli...
That damned Fu Yuli!
He should have killed him that day!
Zhou Yushen felt as if someone was choking him, and he tugged at his collar.
He slammed his fist on the table!
My phone vibrated from being bounced.
He stared intently at it, his fingertips trembling as he picked it up.
"Shen Zhiyi, you're just going to use me and then throw me away?"
"What do you take me for?"
He gritted his teeth and typed out those words, then deleted them one by one in the dialog box.
Why...
Why should I?!
Why is she so tolerant of a stalker who is after her?
After knowing him for so many years, why would she give up on him so easily?
Is he really that much worse than that guy surnamed Fu?
Zhou Yushen was overwhelmed by the increasingly intense jealousy, and he almost gritted his teeth to suppress the rage within him.
I sent her a message.
"He's not a good person."
"Shen Zhiyi, didn't you say you were coming to hear my reasons?"
"return."
"You're only allowed to contact me."
"Did you hear me?"
What right does that guy surnamed Fu have to treat her skin irritation?
Xiao Yi belongs to him.
It belongs to him alone!
Zhou Yushen felt increasingly unwilling to accept it.
She chose the stalker who coveted her.
He made his days of hiding a joke.
Zhou Yushen stared at the messages that seemed to have vanished without a trace, his phone remaining off as if it were broken.
A thick storm was brewing in his eyes.
It gradually took on a gloomy and terrifying feel.
He remained silent, a cold smile curling at the corners of his pale lips.
A little something...
Xiao Yi made the wrong choice...
It doesn't matter.
He will help her correct it.
Zhou Yushen pushed aside the table and chairs, got up and walked towards Shen Zhiyi's studio.
...
Shen Zhiyi tossed her phone into the drawer.
He was in a good mood and was scribbling something on the canvas.
Anticipation builds as a berserk beast leaps from the pitch-black night, its gaping maw proclaiming its absolute dominion over its prey to the world.
On the white cardboard, a red heart gradually takes shape.
A heart beating wildly, bound by heavy chains.
Bang--!
The studio door was suddenly pushed open.
Zhou Yushen strode in, came up to Shen Zhiyi, and with a cold expression, grabbed her wrist and lifted her up from the chair.
"Brother Yu Shen?"
The paint palette fell to the ground.
The white hem of her skirt was stained with paint, and Shen Zhiyi looked like a bewildered rabbit, not understanding why he had suddenly appeared here.
A fleeting, triumphant smile crossed her grape-like eyes.
Cunning and bright.
She lowered her eyes, hiding all her emotions.
Zhou Yushen coldly swept his gaze over the gossiping crowd.
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