Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She could no longer stop her tears from gushing out of her eye sockets.
Ever since her father went to prison, no one had really cared for her.
She had been quietly suffering all the pain alone.
And now, the painful feeling that she had been trying to keep inside herself
finally exploded.
Nian Junitng was going to be angry, but when seeing her cry, his feeling
turned complicated.
He frowned, handed her a tissue.
She covered her eyes with it, and soon it was soaked in tears. “After my father
went to prison,” she continued, “The company’s share price fell drastically. I
got into the company. But, I lived under my father’s protection since little. I
focused on my voice-acting, and knew nothing about the company. Once I got
in, the other shareholders turned against me. They asked me to leave; they
said that my Dad was bringing the company down. I asked my Dad’s friends
for help. They pretended to help me, but in fact, they've all taken Yi Jingxi's
money. They lied to me, and I gave them all my share. I was so stupid. I had
nothing left, no house, no car. I gave Yi Jingxi what he wanted. I gave him all
my family had. I hate Xu Luosang. I even want to kill myself.”
“Alright, stop talking. I get it,” Nian Junting couldn’t bear listening. Xiao Si told
him that she had suffered some harms, yet he didn’t know what she was
thinking back then.
Now, he figured it out.
She hated herself.
He sat on the bed, reached out a hand and gently pulled her into his arms.
Luosang buried her face in his chest, cried and shivered.
Soon later, he felt that his shirt was wetted.
He caressed her hair, eyes showing a cold look.
He told himself that he would make Yi Jingxi pay for what he had done to her.
Yi Jingxi looked like a decent man, yet in fact, he had shamelessly hurt a
woman. What made Nian Junting feel more intolerable was that Yi Jingxi even
claimed to be Luosang’s fiance before his face.
‘I was too nice,’ thought Nian Junting, ‘I should have punched him in the face.’
“You do have weird taste,” as Luosang slowly calmed down in his arms, he
said sullenly, “You liked him, and now you like me. I feel like I’m lowered by
him. It’s like I’m a freak too.”
‘Mr. Nian, you’re really a freak,’ thought Luosang.
Luosang was already sad. Hearing Nian Junting’s words, she wanted to cry
again.
‘Yeah, why do I always like freaks?’
“No, Yi Jingxi is a bad man,” Luosang corrected Nian Junting while sobbing,
then silently, she added, ‘You’re a freak.’
Nian Junting sighed, said, “Fortunately, I knew that you are poor-tasted since
long ago. I saved you from your poor taste. If it wasn’t for me, you might be
hurt again by some other bad guy in the future.”
“Yeah, yeah, you saved me,” Luosang had never met someone else who
would try to comfort others like that. She smiled through tears, looked at him
with her red eyes and asked, “Are you still mad at me?”
Her words reminded him of something. So, his handsome face turned dark
again as he said, “I am. You called Yi Jingxi’s name when you’re dragged out
of the water. Do you still like him? And…”
He let go of her, then stood up and made two circles in the ward with an
extremely sour face.
“Did I?” Luosang gave a start. After thinking back carefully, she said, “I think I
saw Yi Jingxi’s face through the water. I thought he saved me, so…”
“You’re right, he did save you,” Nian Junting was now angry at himself. Why
did he sit so far away from her back then? If he was closer to her, he would be
able to save her, and she would call his name.