The next morning, the warm sunlight pierced through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting patches of dappled light on the hospital corridor. Jiang Lingxi looked calm as she methodically went through the discharge procedures, while Mu Yang silently accompanied her by her side.
All the way, Mu Yang's heart was like the sea during a storm, turbulent. Countless words he wanted to question Lingxi about surged in his mind, but every time he was about to open his mouth, it was as if there was a huge boulder blocking his throat, and he just couldn't get the words out.
He casually stole glances at Lingxi several times, only to see her eyes lowered, her long eyelashes casting a shadow. Her face was dull and devoid of luster, and she was completely enveloped by heavy thoughts.
The next morning, the warm sunlight gently pierced through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting patches of dappled light on the hospital corridor, like a tranquil watercolor painting. Jiang Lingxi looked calm, but there was a hint of alienation hidden in her eyes. She methodically went through the discharge procedures, her movements agile and practiced, as if she had carefully considered each step.
Mu Yang silently accompanied her by her side, his steps unconsciously matching hers, yet deliberately maintaining a subtle distance. All the way, Mu Yang's heart was like the sea during a storm, turbulent. Countless words he wanted to question Lingxi about surged in his mind.
Those questions were like a flock of trapped birds, flapping their wings desperately to break through the cage. But every time he was about to open his mouth, it was as if there was a huge boulder blocking his throat, making it impossible for him to utter a word. He casually stole glances at Lingxi several times, only to see her eyes lowered, her long eyelashes casting a shadow as if drawing a curtain over her thoughts.
Her face was dull and devoid of the former radiance, and she was completely enveloped by heavy thoughts, like a flower wilting in the wind and rain, fragile and helpless.
On Jiang Lingxi's side, every time her gaze accidentally swept over Mu Yang, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed sharply by a needle, and a strong sense of guilt instantly spread throughout her body. She knew clearly that she had developed inappropriate feelings for Lin Yunhe, and those thoughts that went against morality were like poisonous snakes entangling her.
Facing Mu Yang, whom she loved deeply, her heart was filled with remorse. She had organized words of apology in her heart countless times, but every time her lips moved slightly, she was tightly bound by the indescribable sense of shame. In the end, it could only turn into a silent sigh.
On Jiang Lingxi's side, inadvertently, every time her gaze swept over Mu Yang, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed sharply by a needle, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout her body. She knew clearly that she had developed inappropriate feelings for Lin Yunhe, and those thoughts that went against morality were like poisonous snakes tightly entangling her, causing her great pain. Facing Mu Yang, who loved her deeply, her heart was filled with remorse.
She had organized words of apology in her heart countless times, but every time her lips moved slightly, the indescribable sense of shame was like an invisible net, tightly binding her. Those words swirled on the tip of her tongue, and in the end, it could only turn into a helpless and silent sigh that dissipated in the air.
Just like this, the two of them, each carrying a heavy and unspeakable secret, walked side by side on the way back "home". Along the way, they were silent, with only the faint sound of their shoes rubbing against the ground occasionally.
Soon, they returned to the cozy love nest that had once held countless sweet memories. But now, it seemed that a layer of haze had quietly shrouded this home, and it was difficult to retrieve the former warmth and peace. The moment Lingxi stepped into the house, the familiar smell greeted her, but now it made her feel extremely heavy. She didn't dare to look Mu Yang in the eyes.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to say, "Mu Yang, I want to go back and live in the school dormitory for a few months." Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Mu Yang's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He could sense Lingxi's strangeness and also understood that she might want to use this to escape the guilt caused by this incident. After a brief silence, Mu Yang gently nodded and agreed to Lingxi's request.
Deep in Mu Yang's heart, there was a thorn that pierced deeply. He always believed that if it hadn't been for him, Lingxi wouldn't have met his sworn enemy, Lin Yunhe, and wouldn't have suffered the terrifying experience of being drugged. And what bothered him the most was that he had always suspected that something romantic had happened between Lin Yunhe and Lingxi.
This thought haunted him like a shadow, tormenting him. But he was also afraid that once he asked the question in his heart, he would lose Lingxi forever. He seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, and the more he struggled, the more desperate he felt.
Since Lingxi moved to the dormitory, time seemed to have slowed down. Mu Yang hadn't seen her for almost half a month. Every day, he spent his time torn between hesitation and pain, not knowing how to face Lingxi or how to repair the seemingly cracked relationship between them. He often sat alone on the sofa where they used to sit together, looking at the empty room, recalling the bits and pieces of the past, with a bitter taste in his heart.
And Lingxi, who was in the school dormitory, didn't have an easy time either. In the past half month, except for going to class to complete her studies, she almost shut herself in the dormitory for the rest of the time. She was afraid to go out and afraid to run into Mu Yang. That kind of awkwardness and helplessness made her feel at a loss. She didn't know how to deal with the relationship between herself and Mu Yang.
On one side was the man she had always loved deeply, and on the other side was Lin Yunhe, who had helped her when she was in the most difficult situation and had feelings for her. This complex entanglement of emotions exhausted her both physically and mentally. In just half a month, she lost a lot of weight. Her originally round face became thin, and there was weariness and confusion in her eyes. She often lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, and tears would unconsciously roll down, wetting the pillow, as if telling the pain and helplessness in her heart.
A drizzle fell outside the glass curtain wall of the cafe, and the rain drops reflected tiny spots of light under the neon lights. Mu Yang holds the ice American finger joint white, the water on the wall of the cup slide into his cuff, cool down the blood vessels to the heart.
When Lin Yunhe pushed the door and entered, he clearly saw the left hand hidden under the table suddenly clenched the skirt, silk fabric in the palm. what a coincidence. Lin Yunhe removed his wet windbreaker and put it on the back of his chair, his hair still stained with rain.
His eyes in the lingxi red eyes to stay half a second, turned to Mu Yang: " since met, it is better to say. Mu Yang suddenly put the coffee cup heavily on the table, and the porcelain and glass collided with a crisp sound. The couple sitting next to him looked up in fear, and hurried down after touching his sinister eyes."
I ask you," His Adam's apple rolled, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, "and then on the reed marshes that day ——" The cup of Lingxi overturned at this time, the amber honey grapefruit tea overflowed the edge of the cup, dizzy a muddy water mark on the white tablecloth. When she jerked up, the chair rubbed against the ground, and the coffee machine at the bar rang.'
I'll go to the bathroom. She almost staggered to escape, her ponytail sweeping over the back of Muyang's hand and trembling. 'She thought of me as you then."Lin Yunhe's voice was very light, as if she were afraid of waking up a fragile dream." In her confusion, she said over and over again, Mu Yang, don't leave me. I want you, I want you.... Lin Yunhe's handsome face was flushed with.
In the bathroom, Lingxi is slapping his hot cheek with cold water. The woman in the mirror's eyes were red and swollen, and her mascara had two black tears under her eyes. Suddenly she heard the dull sound of the heavy objects falling down outside the door, followed by the brittle sound of the broken porcelain. When rushing out, is seeing Mu Yang pulling Lin Yunhe's collar against the wall, the latter's gold glasses hanging on the bridge of the nose, a corner of the mouth oozing a wisp of blood.