All day long, Zhao Yanan wanted to ask Chu Yuxuan what the Tianji was and who the person he was meeting was. Why did Chu Yuxuan encounter him again the night before last?
This d*mn man, is he seeking revenge every day when she can't see him?
Zhao Yanan remained silent. Her past experiences made it hard for her to feel that Chu Yuxuan's quest for revenge was wrong.
Whoever suffered such things, shouldn't they seek retribution? And whoever committed such heinous acts, shouldn't they be punished?
Zhao Yanan's sudden silence made Chu Yuxuan's heart skip a beat. "Nanan, I didn't mean to hide things from you. I just…"
"Yuxuan," Zhao Yanan interrupted, "I'm not in a position to judge you or your past. I have no right to be afraid of you. It's just a bit… unbelievable. No matter who you are, to me, you are just Chu Yuxuan."
Chu Yuxuan immediately felt relieved and smiled, "As expected of my wife, you have a big heart."
Zhao Yanan muttered, "It's not real…"
"It will become real," Chu Yuxuan chuckled. "Go to sleep. I'm really exhausted."
"Hmm… good night." Zhao Yanan glanced at the dim bedside lamp, thinking that Chu Yuxuan probably kept the light on due to his psychological issues. She didn't turn it off but said, "Be honest."
Chu Yuxuan responded tiredly and fell asleep within a second.
Before long, Zhao Yanan also fell into a deep sleep. Hearing her steady breathing, Chu Yuxuan slyly opened his eyes, gently removed the pillow separating them, and carefully moved closer to Zhao Yanan, holding her in his arms.
Meanwhile, Old Five stayed by Jin Shuhan's bedside until dawn. When the nurse came in to check, Old Five glanced at the time, gave the nurse a few instructions, and then went downstairs to buy breakfast.
However, as soon as he left, Jin Shuhan, who had been pretending to sleep, opened her eyes and, disregarding the nurse's objections, ran out of the ward.
After leaving the hospital, she ran to the coast, facing the roaring waves, and screamed in anguish, trying to expel the gloom inside her with all her might.
But the sea breeze couldn't feel her emotions, and the waves ruthlessly swallowed her cries.
Not all faces to the sea bring spring warmth.
After a long time, the suffering girl gradually calmed down, but her eyes were filled with a profound resignation. She looked at a photo of herself with her father on her phone, unlocked it, and scrolled through the chat history with Old Five, sobbing, "I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"
Then, without hesitation, she leaped into the waves.
Day and night alternated, each morning marking the beginning of fate's cycle. Thus, people like to call the dawn hope.
But dawn cannot penetrate the turbulent sea or illuminate the dim and dark seabed.
The cruelest punishment has never come from beasts but from humans.
Despair is not a momentary impulse nor a final escape by sinking to the seabed, but a state where, in this vast world, one can no longer find a place of their own.
Once upon a time, that stubborn girl stood by the sea, gazing at the vast ocean, as if looking at her bright future from the starting point.
But now, standing in the same place, looking at the same sea, all she saw was a path set by fate.
Fate is always elusive. Looking from the past to the present is full of uncertainties, while looking from the future to the past is full of certainties. Not knowing what fate is, is the true fate.
The cold seawater soaked Jin Shuhan's every inch of skin, and the light in her vision grew fainter as her life sank to the edge of termination.
In her dying moments, Jin Shuhan seemed to have a hallucination, seeing a ray of light in the dark seabed.
No, it was a figure with golden hair and blue eyes.
An hour later, Jin Shuhan's eyelids fluttered slightly in the ward. As she regained consciousness, a hazy voice in her ears seemed to be reciting a passage.
"I tell you I love you, not necessarily to be with you, but just hoping that in the future, when you encounter difficulties… hell, what was that? When you encounter setbacks… when you face low points in life, don't lose heart. At least, someone was once attracted by your charm. It was true then, and it will be in the future as well—Haruki Murakami."
Jin Shuhan trembled as she opened her eyes, staring at the foreigner by her bedside, who was straining not to misread but whose pronunciation was still hard to understand. Her throat felt as if something was choking her, and her eyes turned red in an instant.
Old Five glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, remaining indifferent, and continued reading from his notes: "The moon doesn't know its serene brightness, and doesn't even know it is the moon…"
"One day, your incredible sweet smile, through the gaps of time, awakened my drowsy youth…"
The sunlight was much warmer and brighter than in the morning.
The tearful figure on the bed looked through blurred vision at the person standing in the sunlight, earnestly reading, sometimes mixing in phrases like "God" and "hell," and could only weep uncontrollably.