klisemfg Chapter 189 Desperate Love
Chapter 189 Desperate Love
Guan Fengru's eyes shone with a light that seemed to reflect a glimmer of hope amidst extreme hardship.
But Siyi was too lazy to think about it anymore.
Such a story was simply too much for her to process all at once; her mind wasn't completely blank at that moment.
Instead, there was a constant buzzing sound that made her head throb and ache, while her body felt chills.
She could no longer stand.
She didn't know why, but whenever she thought of the complicated story Guan Fengru had just told her, she couldn't face the woman on the tombstone.
It felt as if two forces were tearing at her from within, making her restless and causing her unbearable pain.
"……let me go."
She used all her strength, but could only murmur these three words, "Let me go, let me go..."
“Siyi…”
"Let me go." She took a deep breath and repeated it numbly once more.
Seeing how pale she looked, Guan Fengru knew she couldn't accept it right away. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Siyi, I know it's too abrupt to tell you this. I don't mean to put any pressure on you. You're asking me to do everything, but you just have to promise me you'll leave Jiang Yan..."
"Please, please let me go."
Guan Fengru didn't miss a single word, and Siyi finally couldn't take it anymore, and had a hysterical outburst, feeling like she was about to explode with anger.
At this moment, it felt like being pierced by a needle.
She no longer cared who was standing in front of her; she just wanted to shout out what was in her heart without hesitation.
"What exactly do you want? What exactly do you want? You kept saying you'd keep it from me for a lifetime, so why tell me now if it was for a lifetime? Why are you being so cruel to me?! Have you considered my feelings? If you were going to tell me, why didn't you do it sooner? Why now? Did you know it was sudden? Did you know I couldn't handle it? Then why did you still tell me? If you wanted to hide it from me, then you should have kept this secret well hidden. If you want revenge, then go ahead and take your revenge..."
Not too early, not too late, just as she was desperately trying to get closer to the man, they cruelly stabbed her.
Her body had been split in two, and this blood-soaked world could never be put back together.
She knew she had spoken recklessly, but she couldn't control herself.
If only it had been earlier...
Is it possible to avoid this pain?
If only it had been earlier...
Perhaps she could have learned from them then, and become indignant whenever the Jiang family was mentioned.
He desperately wanted to avenge his own mother...
If only it had been earlier...
If only it had been sooner...
Why tell her now?
Has anyone considered her feelings?
Has anyone considered whether Ye Siyi really wanted to know all of that?
She looked at Guan Fengru, then at Ye Xiongming, and finally at Guan Fengying on the tombstone, before bursting into a nervous laugh.
Unable to utter another word, his voice seemed broken. He turned and quickly walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.
"Siyi...Siyi...Siyi, wait a moment..."
Guan Fengru knew her reaction would be strong, but she didn't expect her to be so resistant. However, she didn't regret telling her these things at this time.
The more she acts this way, the deeper her feelings for Jiang Yanhui become without her realizing it.
She only regretted that she had hesitated and not told her everything sooner.
“…Feng Ru, Feng, Feng Ru…”
Ye Xiongming called her name from behind. Guan Fengru watched as Siyi dashed away like a rocket, but ultimately didn't chase after her. She turned around and squatted down in front of Ye Xiongming, only to hear him say with difficulty, "...He'll...he'll understand...let her...have some peace and quiet..."
Guan Fengru nodded, and the two of them squatted down together in front of Guan Fengying's grave. The sky gradually darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone orange in the sky. The light and shadow stretched the two of them long, overlapping on the ground.
Guan Fengru knelt before the tombstone, staring intently at the photograph. After a long while, she murmured, "Xiaoying, what I did was right, wasn't it? You must help me, you must help me... I will definitely avenge you, Jiang Jizhen... I will definitely ruin his reputation!"
A breeze blew by, and the leaves behind her made a monotonous yet abrupt rustling sound. The woman in the photo was still smiling gently.
But there was a distinctly uneasy airflow in the air.
The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.
Siyi walked out of this remote suburb alone. It was a road that wasn't very wide, with trees on both sides. Few cars would drive by, and even when a car did pass by, she didn't seem to notice.
She just kept walking, initially walking faster and faster, but later walking slower and slower. She didn't know where she was going, she just felt very, very tired.
Throughout this journey, she kept thinking about Jiang Yan.
She had never thought of him so recklessly before. She knew she couldn't because he was Jiang Yanhui.
But later, she bravely took that step when she truly realized that one day he would completely disappear from her life.
She was so panicked she could barely control herself. Only then did she realize she was finished. That man had forcefully and relentlessly entered her life.
But now, it's not just about people from two different worlds anymore.
God is so cruel.
His father was the one who killed his own mother...
Enemy...
They were actually enemies...
She's like she's gone mad.
She desperately tried to recall every little detail between the two of them, from their first meeting to their later animosity.
Later, when she was flustered and blushed at his shameless behavior...
Memories seem to possess a magical power that makes one's heart race.
But now she also understands that memories can one day become a heart-wrenching happiness.
She didn't know where she was. Later, it got dark, and she seemed to have gotten lost. But this era is really good.
Because no matter where you go, there are streetlights on, illuminating the road ahead.
But the path in her heart has become completely dark. Who will light a lamp for her?
Siyi looked at the old-fashioned buildings in front of her.
Like a silent beast, crouching in the city's dazzling lights.
She moved back and forth in the middle, but all the buildings were almost identical. When she looked up, all she could see was a dark, oppressive sky.
She felt so tired, her legs were weak, and she finally sat down on the flower bed.
The flower bed was tiled, so it shouldn't feel cold in this season, but as soon as she sat down, she felt a bone-chilling cold.
She didn't care about anything else and looked into the distance blankly. All the houses looked familiar, and some windows had lights on.
Several pedestrians hurried past her, but her expression remained remarkably calm. Even though her heart was in turmoil, she simply couldn't cry.
She sat on the flower bed, exhausted, knowing she was lost.
No, perhaps she was always lost.
Now, she no longer knows where her home is, and she has no idea where her life should lead in the future.
Staring blankly at the gray-white wall opposite, the rough cement had been smoothed out. There were some blurry words on it, and Siyi subconsciously widened her eyes to see them clearly. There were a few words written in chalk.
"Zhou Huihui's favorite is Chen Xiaomeng."
The handwriting is crooked and messy; it must have been written by a child who doesn't understand much.
When we were kids, bored children often did this: they would take chalk and scribble on inconspicuous corners of walls.
I would write down who loves whom as a prank. Back then, I didn't understand what love was; I just thought the word was mysterious. If someone wrote it on the wall, I would be angry for days.
It wasn't until I understood that I realized how heavy and despairing this word truly was.
The sound of a car came from near and far, but Siyi didn't pay attention. She just stared blankly at the wall. But after a while, she realized that something was wrong.
The car seemed to have stopped at her feet, and someone got out of the car. The steady footsteps and familiar aura made her heart jump into her throat, but she still refused to raise her head.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the pair of black leather shoes beside her, and in that instant, she seemed to hear the voice of fate.
Yet she also felt the hands of God mercilessly tearing at her internal organs.
How painful is it?
She thought, "I've already endured the worst pain, so how much more pain could it possibly cause now?"
She must be numb by now, right?
Otherwise, how could he still calmly tilt his head back?
Why don't you answer my calls?
Jiang Yan looked unwell, and he was wearing sunglasses late at night. He must have been smoking again, because as soon as he squatted down, Si Yi smelled the strong tobacco odor on him, a smell she clearly disliked.
At that moment, this smell suddenly made her want to cry.
"Your phone is out of battery, isn't it?"
She casually replied, secretly admiring herself.
She concealed her emotions so perfectly; she was almost a master herself. "And you? How did you know I was here?"
She could still speak to him so calmly.
She silently asked herself, "Ye Siyi, what are you thinking?"
But no one answered her.
There was no answer, as if she didn't know what she could say or do now. She couldn't just turn around and run away, could she?
Anyway, she knew she couldn't escape.
"Why are your eyes so red? Did you cry?"
Long, slender fingers suddenly pressed against her cheek. Jiang Yan reached out and took off her sunglasses. Those eyes, which had made her heart race countless times, were now slightly narrowed, staring intently into her eyes. "What happened?"