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He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

The Xie Family all studied law, possessing the fine qualities expected of a scholarly family. Xie Shang too had them: elegance, deep learning, a Fragrance Connoisseur versed in classics, also skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. But he was mad, capable of reciting the scriptures while holding a Buddha statue, as well as breaking people's hand and foot bones, very gentle, yet very cruel. Xie Shang didn't become a lawyer but opened a pawnshop instead, where you could pawn anything as long as the story was compelling. One day, someone came to the pawnshop and told a story: In Fragrant City, there was a family with the surname Wen, where daughters took their mother's surname. The daughters of that family could cast spells, the kind that bewitched men, leaving their lovers either buried with them or taking vows of celibacy; in short, either dead or destined for a lonely life. Xie Shang's uncle had died in Fragrant City, which is why he accepted this particular pawning business. Bewitched, confused, thrilled, deeply in love, but love unattained, and a pain so intense it made life unbearable. — This was the script Xie Shang had prepared for the deaf boy Wen Changling. In the end, it was Xie Shang who ended up with this romance-addled script. Wen Changling: Are you surprised, Mr. Xie Shang? (This isn't a book transmigration story, it's a contemporary sweet romance. The 'script' in the book title implies deliberate plotting.)

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157: Accompanying Care at Changling Hospital, Fulfilling Xie Shang (Second Update)

Gu Yihuan slept on the couch.

Someone pushed the door open and sat down in the chair next to the hospital bed.

Xie Shang opened his eyes—and in a flash, the light pierced into them, dazzling. That discomfort of going abruptly from dark to bright instinctively makes one close their eyes to reduce the intensity of the light, but Xie Shang didn't. He looked straight into it, letting his eyes get scorched hot.

"You finally came."

Wen Changling glanced at the sofa and said in a low voice, "You haven't slept."

"I've been waiting for you."

Wen Changling didn't want to come; it was the Chinese honeycomb playing tricks, keeping her from sleeping, which was why she came. She felt that the Chinese honeycomb was similar to alcohol, temporarily numbing people's nerves, making their actions and behavior abnormal.

Anyway, she wouldn't light it again; this was just this one time.

"Does your wound hurt?"

"It hurts."

Xie Shang was showing his weakness to her.