"Sisters, what's wrong?"
Seeing Jiang Shengyun's hand being pinched so painfully, Su Xingzhou sighed with concern.
Su Wanwan watched as his hand, red from being caught in the door, refused to let go, and felt a pang of pain in her heart. Her brows furrowed tightly, her face contorted with anger, and she roared furiously, "Are you crazy, Jiang Shengjun?"
His hand was red from being caught in the door, his face was slightly pale, and his lips were trembling, but he still refused to let go.
His eyes were tightly closed, his face filled with determination, as if he wanted to use his willpower to fight against the pain.
"Yes! I'm crazy, I really don't want you to leave me!"
Su Wanwan found it incomprehensible and couldn't understand it. His love was really causing her distress, but seeing him like this made her feel a dull ache in her heart.
She asked him, "Jiang Shengjun, aren't you in pain? We're both adults, are you still a child? Why do you have to argue with me and not give me time to process things?"
Jiang Shengjun's face was solemn. He trembled as he pointed his finger straight at his chest, his eyes revealing endless sorrow and pain. In a low and hoarse voice, he said, "Compared to the stinging pain in my hand, the bitterness and pain in my heart are much deeper, like being cut by a knife, unbearable. Do you know that, Su Wanwan?"
At this moment, my great-aunt was also sitting on the sofa in the living room, leaning slightly forward, her eyes filled with curiosity as she looked towards the entrance.
Seeing that something was wrong, he asked, "Wanwan, what's wrong?"
Su Wanwan stood straight, her eyes blank and lost, as if the whole world had suddenly collapsed before her eyes.
On the very first day her great-aunt arrived, things around Su Wanwan got worse and worse, leaving her with a bad impression.
Her hands fell limply to her sides. She turned around, trembling slightly, as if trying to grasp something, but feeling that she had gained nothing.
His body swayed precariously, as if he might collapse at any moment.
She murmured softly, "Auntie, it's alright. This is about Jiang Shengjun and me. Let me introduce you. This is my ex-husband."
Although this is true, Jiang Shengyun dislikes the word "ex-husband" the most!
However, he still tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart and greeted his great-aunt politely.
The great-aunt sat in a chair, smiling and beckoning to Jiang Shengjun and Su Wanwan, and said gently, "Wanwan, let him in, Grandma will help you."
Jiang Shengjun...
Su Suqin's grandson.
The old lady remembered.
That child was very smart from a young age and was even called a child prodigy when he was young.
She never expected that she would run into the Su family.
Su Wanwan sat down next to her, and Jiang Shengjun stood in front of her, about to say something, when Su Wanwan's phone rang.
"Excuse me, I need to take this call."
Su Wanwan got up to answer the phone, but her aunt quietly called Jiang Shengjun aside to give him a lecture.
He wanted to hear how his aunt would educate him, but instead he received a call from Ouyang Maomao.
Ouyang Maomao's concerned voice came from the other end of the phone: "Wanwan, are you alright?"
This unexpected greeting surprised Su Wanwan.
"I'm fine."
Su Wanwan replied, her voice tinged with a hint of weariness.
The call she least wants to receive right now is from Ouyang Maomao.
She always felt mentally exhausted by this complicated relationship.
Ouyang Maomao's tone revealed sadness: "I saw the news that you died. I suddenly felt so sad. I recently lost my child, and now you're not in this world either."
A complex emotion welled up in Su Wanwan's heart; she felt somewhat unaccustomed to Ouyang Maomao's sudden concern.
They used to be inseparable friends, but now, there seems to be an invisible barrier between them.
Su Wanwan responded somewhat awkwardly, "I'm fine. The news hasn't been confirmed yet; it's just a rumor, but it's alright."
She didn't know how to deal with Ouyang Maomao's concern; their relationship had become complicated.
Ouyang Maomao continued, "I heard that you found two children in the suburbs."
Su Wanwan's heart tightened; she hadn't expected that Ouyang Maomao already knew about this.
"How did you know? I've already decided to adopt them," Su Wanwan said slowly.
Ouyang Maomao replied softly, her voice sounding very weary: "Really? That's good."
Su Wanwan tried to ease the tension, and she tentatively said, "Yes, it's great. Those two children look a lot like one of my friends. It felt like fate, so I took them in. Oh, right, they're the two children you saw at the hospital before."
Ouyang Maomao feigned composure and smiled, saying, "Oh, so it's them. They are indeed quite cute. Wanwan, I've come to understand a lot of things lately. Because your popularity has surged again today, netizens are saying that you died for love, so a lot of things from the past have been brought up again. I'd like to ask you to do a live stream with me tomorrow to talk about this."
Su Wanwan asked sarcastically, "What do you want to say this time? What do you want to express? You're a great writer, and you've stirred up so many people's emotions before. I think you can give me a script."
When she said this, she was very sarcastic and her words were full of sarcasm.
A sharp pain shot through her heart; the friendship they once shared had become so distant.
Ouyang Maomao confessed to Su Wanwan: "I know what I did was a bit extreme. I've thought it through these past few days. Since you and Shengjun are going to each other, then I should leave, even though... I was pregnant with twins for him."
Su Wanwan listened quietly, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She laughed at her, and even more so at herself.
She knew that their friendship could never be the same again.
The wind blew gently, as if telling the story of this once beautiful but now irreparably broken friendship.
"Let me think about it and I'll give you an answer tomorrow."
He hung up the phone after saying that.
Looking back at the way her aunt and Jiang Shengjun were talking, she felt as if her own grandmother was lecturing her grandson-in-law.
I finally felt a little relieved.
Her mind was nearly shattered, her heart nearly broken, and she collapsed limply onto the sofa.
At this moment, she really didn't want to do anything; she just wanted to let herself go and clear her mind.
After the aunt finished scolding Jiang Shengjun.
Jiang Shengjun moved to her side, his face also filled with deep sorrow, and bid farewell to Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan didn't hear a word he said.
She remained silent, only nodding slightly in response to Jiang Shengjun.
At that moment, all she wanted to do was clear her mind.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jiang Shengjun closing the door, and a wave of bitterness welled up inside her, as if a sharp knife was cutting into her heart again and again.
She felt as if she had a serious illness.
It's still a mental illness.
Seeing her somewhat sad appearance, her aunt gently comforted her, "Wanwan, what are your true thoughts? Shengjun just told me that he hopes to remarry you, and the sooner the better."
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