Chapter 342

ust now were also directed at his former self. 。The world is not kind to you, and I won't be kind to you anymore. Who will pity you... foolish girl 。I feel sorry for Jian Tong, and I also feel sorry f...Upstairs, Shen Xiujin looked at Jian Tong and walked forward: "Tongtong, don't cry."

Jian Tong slowly lifted his head, glanced at the man, turned around, and walked heavily into the bedroom.

He turned back and locked the door.

A twisting doorknob sounded outside: “Tongtong, I’m sorry…”

Chapter 285: Contradiction and Confusion, Xiao Tong's Cold Heart

Inside the room, a woman stood silently by the bedroom window. Outside, there were crimson lanterns, a kaleidoscope of colors; bustling crowds of vehicles and people; countless men and women, viewed from her high-rise apartment, became mere black dots, like ants swarming.

Everyone is living their own life, everyone seems so happy, and yet everyone hides what stories they have.

The person I brushed past might have already gone through hardships and has a heart as gray as ashes.

And what about her

And she

What kind of life is she living again

The person was still standing at the door. She knew that he must be flustered right now, frantically guessing in his mind if he had done something wrong.

A wry smile of despair curled onto his lips.

Bang—

That punch landed heavily on the wall. She lowered her head, hunched her back, her long black hair covering her entire face. Her trembling shoulders betrayed her helplessness and pain, her confusion and conflict... Vivian was right, Vivian was wrong, Vivian was right, Vivian was wrong...

Is Vivian right after all

Bang—

Another punch landed.

"Forget what you should forget, and remember thoroughly what you shouldn't. Ha~" A hint of infinite sarcasm in her eyes: "You are truly skilled at playing with people."

I don't know, was she talking about this damned fate or the real culprit behind all this

"Tongtong, don't scare Axiu." The person outside the door shouted anxiously. From the initial knocking, to smashing the door, and later starting to kick the door: "Tongtong, don't scare Axiu, Axiu feels heartache..."

Click ~

The bedroom door creaked open soundlessly, revealing a face devoid of expression. The woman resembled dusk, with grayish lips bearing a telltale circle of blood, a clear sign of forceful biting.

To have her grit her teeth like that, biting out a circle of blood beads, what kind of struggle must it be.

She raised her foot, ignoring the anxious and worried handsome face outside the door, holding his blanket in her hand.

Everything, returned to the way it was.

The woman walked silently into the living room with an impassive face, settling herself on the sofa and spreading two blankets over her.

On the side, the man stood anxiously, his helpless demeanor making one's heart ache.

Women don't go and look.

"From now on, you are not allowed in the bedroom."

Her lips uttered words of coldness.

He was suddenly flustered, tightly clutching the woman's sleeve who wanted to leave. He anxiously questioned: "Tongtong, Tongtong, did Axiu do something wrong Don't you like Axiu anymore"

"Let go."

"No."

That man shook his head stubbornly.

The woman lowered her head to look at the corner of her clothes being held in his palm. She never thought, she never gave herself space to think. The hole in her heart was filled with bitterness. Vivian's words echoed in her ears, like an old music box, playing over and over again.

She reached out, coldly tugging at the corner of her own clothes, and walked towards the bedroom.

The man behind her flashed a fleeting panic in his eyes. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined this, but without hesitation, he took off after her.

"Tongtong, what did Axiu do wrong Tell Axiu, let Axiu fix it." The man's heart was pounding as he clutched the woman's arm tightly.

The woman remained silent, her face emotionless as she lifted her hand and tore at his fingers one by one. "Ashu did nothing wrong." In her eyes, the person who was wrong was called Shen Xiujing.

But Ashu was Shen Xiujin, wasn't she She also wanted to ignore it, just like she told Vivian: she didn't want to push away this rare "warmth" in her life.

But she was afraid.

With a cold heart, she resolutely walked into the bedroom, click, locked the door, locking away her own heart.

She left only a resolute back for the person outside the door. On her face, turned away from that person, there were two lines of tears, but they were useless.

Why are you crying

She didn't have the energy to think about it anymore.

That's it, that's all.

One night, one door, two people.

This night, ending silently and soundlessly, yet made everything worse.

For Shen Xiujin, this was tantamount to a bolt from the blue.

When the first rays of sunlight came down in the morning.

Jian Tong silently pulled open the door, and a figure stumbled in.

Upon closer inspection, the man lay on the ground, half his body inside the door and half in the corridor. As she looked at him, he seemed to be awakened from sleep, his eyes drowsy. Seeing her, he blinked his watery eyes, his long narrow eyes brightening considerably: "Tongtong."

That person whimpered pitifully and looked at her cautiously.

Jian Tong's breath was slightly ragged, she squinted: "Did you sleep here last night"

"No!" the man immediately retorted, his voice overly excited.

She glared at him. "Lying."

"There was nothing..."

Her eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Yes, yes, I went to the bathroom at night and was too tired, Xiu didn't mean to disobey." The person finally explained in a small voice.

Jian Tong closed her eyes, ignoring the dull ache in her chest.

"I'm going to work," she said. "I'll give the house keys to Xichen, and he'll bring the doctor over later to give you an IV. Don't wander around at home, and if you're hungry, just cook some noodles."

After he finished speaking, he strode to the bathroom and washed up hastily. He didn't even have breakfast. He changed his clothes, grabbed his backpack, and rushed out of the house.

She knew that person's eyes were fixed on her, misty with unshed tears.

Keep reminding yourself: Don't look, Shen Xiuqin will always be Shen Xiuqin. You don't know this person.

Upon arriving at Jian's, Vivian was taken aback upon seeing her: "Jian, how did you have the time..."

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