Chapter 97: Shen Xiujin's Affection Runs Deep, Unaware
cing my hand! Shen Xiujin!But I'm curious, beneath that cold-blooded and vicious heart, encased in this icy shell, is it also cold Or...perhaps burning with a fierce heat.At the sound of the man's voi...He asked her, did she know she was wrong
Wrong
What is right
What is wrong
"I'm not wrong."
She said.
My heart is in excruciating pain!
He actually asked her, "Do you even know you're wrong"
Haha!
“Mr. Shen, if you say I’m wrong, then I can only say that I am wrong, but you asked me, do you know where I went wrong” She raised her chin, her proud demeanor was dazzling, tugging at the corners of his wounded mouth. Her smile, it seemed like the most brilliant Jian Tong back then on Shanghai's Bund: “I don’t know where I went wrong.”
Hate!
Jian Tong told herself, "As for Xia Wei Ming's hatred, I can no longer deceive myself. Then let me go insane once, what's the worst that could happen At most, I'll be sent back to that hellhole again!"
"Let me go!" she raised her head, fixing her gaze on the figure: "Let me go!"
Did she just want to leave herself
Let her go Let her leave and elope with Lu Chen
Shen Xiujin thought of this woman again in his dream, still calling out "Alu Alu" with deep affection. Anger surged in his heart, and he looked coldly at the woman on the bed: "Give up on this idea as soon as possible. Between you and me, I won't stop, never!"
Want to leave Want to go live with that Lu Chen and have a life of lovey-dovey bliss
Dream!
Jian Tong trembled, but still held her chin high. "Shen Xiu Jin! You just asked me if I knew wrong. I remember now," she said with a smile, "I was wrong!"
Pain flashed across her eyes, and unconsciously, she tucked it away into the deepest recesses. She looked at him, saying with utmost seriousness:
"I was wrong, terribly wrong. The biggest mistake of my life was falling in love with you!
"
"I was wrong! When I'm wrong, I have to change it. I'll change it!"
Her earnest eyes, her sincere utterance of "I was wrong," that earnestness, it's just like her from back then, standing before him again and again, confessing to him over and over, the same expression!
The man's eyes were fixed on the woman in the hospital bed. Her expression...was just as serious as when she confessed to him all those years ago... The scene of that flamboyant and proud woman confessing, was still fresh in his mind, but now, with the exact same seriousness as back then, this face was telling him "she was wrong"!
She said she was wrong and that she wanted to change!
What does she want to change
My heart ached inexplicably, and I felt an overwhelming surge of madness threatening to consume me!
He only knew that this damn woman couldn't wait to leave him and go on a double date with Lu Chen!
He doesn't allow it!
"Jian Tong, have I ever told you, even things I don't want, others shouldn't dare to touch" Shen Xiuqin's voice, surprisingly softened, but at this moment, this gentle voice was more chilling than ever.
Jane's breathing quickened, she gripped the bedding beneath her tightly, unconsciously holding her breath. Her eyes widened in tension, staring intently at the figure approaching her step by step.
Tap tap...tap tap...
The sound of leather shoes hitting the floor, every step sending a tremor through Jian Tong's heart, making him more and more nervous.
The man walked toward her step by step, a wave of pressure overwhelming her, making it hard for her to breathe.
He was getting closer and closer to her, Jian Tong's face growing paler and paler, yet she still held her chin high, refusing to lower her head.
A sickly pallor slowly gave way to a feverish flush on her face, her fingers clenching the bedsheets tighter beside her... No matter how hard she tried to disguise it, she couldn't hide her fear of him.
His dark eyes saw everything, every movement she made, every expression on her face... She was afraid of him!
Xiao Tong was afraid of him!
Realizing this, a fierce light flashed in the man's eyes!
He didn't realize it himself, but Jian Tong was more afraid of this fact than all the insults Jian Tong had hurled at Xia Wei Ming!
"Whether it was three years ago, or three years from now, Jian Tong," he said, his tall frame standing before her, lowering his eyelids to look down at the woman in the bed. His voice was icy cold as he spoke:
"Between you and me, it's never been your way or the highway."
In Shen Xiujin's mind, stubbornly believed:
Jian Tong can only love Shen Xiu Jin, and Jian Tong can only belong to Shen Xiu Jin. Everything about Jian Tong must be Shen Xiu Jin's, even her glance or a look shouldn't belong to anyone else!
Besides him, no one else will do, not even Xia Wei Ming!
He was furious, not just at this damned woman. She had spent three years turning him into someone bitter and callous. What he wanted was the Xiao Tong from three years ago! Not this bitter, sharp-tongued woman with a heart so ugly!
He was also furious at this goddamn ugly, spiteful woman who would spend the rest of her life cursing a dead man for three years!
Jian Tong wanted to spend the rest of his life cursing Xia Wei Ming, but Jian Tong's remaining years belonged to him, Shen Xiu Jin. How could Jian Tong use what belonged to him to curse a dead person
Whether it was Lu Chen or Xia Wei Ming, unconsciously, in Shen Xiu Jin's eyes, they had both become an eyesore.
Shen Xiujin didn't even realize that his current mindset of regarding Jian Tong as his own possession was very abnormal. He didn't even notice that unknowingly, he had already developed deep feelings for this woman. Otherwise, he wouldn't regret it in the future!
Suddenly!
Her tall frame suddenly bent down, her long arms reaching out to embrace her. With a burst of strength, she was pulled into his arms. His thin lips pressed against her ear, and his hot breath gently puffed on her delicate earlobe.
She wanted freedom, she wanted to leave him. This goddamn woman didn't even stand a chance. A sneer curled his lips as he pressed against her earlobe, saying coldly:
"My things, I don't want them. Don't even think about touching them, anyone else! Jian Tong, if you want happiness and freedom, forget about it for the rest of your life! Does a murderer deserve happiness"
This damned woman, wanting to be with Lu Chen day and night, wanting a happy life with another man, she's dreaming!
Shen Xiujin clearly felt the woman tightly held in his arms stiffen instantly, a nameless pain surging in his chest. Soon, he suppressed it... She made him uncomfortable, she made him unhappy, she made his chest feel tight and uneasy.
Jian Tong's eyes suddenly narrowed, each breath searing like pain... Jian Tong, you want happiness and freedom Don't even dream about it in this lifetime! Does a murderer deserve freedom and happiness
She opened her mouth to protest: she wasn't a murderer. She hadn't killed Xia Wei Ming.
But the next second, the words that reached her lips were stuck in her throat... No, she was a murderer. She owed a life, Shen Xiujin... He wasn't wrong.
She is!
Should murderers also be entitled to freedom and happiness
Yes, yes, does a murderer also deserve to have freedom and happiness Ah Lu lost his life for her, it was a vibrant life!
She owes a debt that she can never repay in her lifetime!
Her face was drained of color, her pale lips tinged with blue as she trembled and said, “Mr. Shen is right. A person like me, to even hope for freedom is the biggest mistake.” As for happiness, that was an even greater impossibility.
Shen Xiujin's icy words pierced Jian Tong's heart like a knife.
To admit it with one's own mouth, is to stab oneself in the heart!
Her stiff body suddenly seemed drained of energy, softening as she leaned against his shoulder, letting him hold her.
Shen Xiujin, you won again. ……Jian Tong slowly closed her eyes, covering the pain in her eyes.
“Stop spending your remaining life cursing Xia Wei Ming,” the man’s voice, soft and gentle, said: “What remaining life do you have” Your remaining life, belongs to me, and has nothing to do with anyone else… He added this sentence in his heart.
She was unaware that she had deeply wounded him.
A slight curve played at the corner of her lips, "Yes, what President Shen said is right." She clearly wanted to struggle, clearly she was so heartbroken and resentful towards Xia Wei Ming, she clearly showed him her heartbreak, but in the end, with just a sentence, "Where do you have any more life left", she stifled all her resentment and hatred deep within her heart.
Where else could she possibly have a future... Where could there even be a future, to allow her to resent and hate Xia Wei Ming
So, this resentment and hatred, can they not be resented and hated anymore
Today, she mustered her courage, fought hard, and in the end, was so exhausted that she had no more energy to fight.
Shen Xiujin, I give up. I won't struggle anymore. I'm too tired to make any more effort to break free...
A sense of self-abandonment surged into her mind. She thought, she would stop struggling, just like a puppet, waiting for him to get tired of it all, waiting until he didn't even want to look at her, discarding her like trash and leaving her in the corner covered in dust. Then, she could quietly escape.
"Jian Tong, stop cursing Xia Wei Ming. She's dead, and you're still alive. For one dead person, to make yourself so bitter and sharp-tongued is pathetic, it's not worth it." One dead person, not worth it! This damn woman letting one dead person turn her into a bitter, sharp-tongued shrew, not worth it!
Jian Tong was stunned for a moment. In that instant, she seemed to hear a different kind of concern in Shen Xiuqin's words, but...how could this be Ha～ She slightly curled her lips, the left half of her face already numb from the pain, but her heart had sunk to the depths of the sea, cold to the bone.
The next second, Jian Tong found herself lifted into the air. Before she could figure out what was happening, instinctively, she reached out and wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck.
Feeling the strength of those hands tightly gripping his neck, Shen Xiujin's thin lips curled up imperceptibly. He hugged the woman in his arms and walked out of the ward: "Get discharged."
The man held the woman's hand as they walked toward the elevator.
"I can walk myself down," Jian Tong said, and was about to get off.
But the man holding her held her close: "Be good."
In his arms, the little girl named Jian Tong trembled unconsciously under these two gentle words. A trace of fear welled up in her eyes, and she dared not move.
Shen Xiujin placed Jian Tong in the passenger seat and leaned over to fasten her seatbelt for her: "I'll take you back to your dormitory."
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