Fall in love with your enemy

Continuing from the last time, Jiang Yinan had seen Nanxing's body and couldn't help but have a quarrel with me. I was really distracted by Wen Xichang's affairs. I had clearly been thinking about coming back early at noon, but now he got there first. I had been sulking in the house for who knows how long.

I pulled Feng Shizhi's sleeve and said, "Zhizhi, it's okay. You can go back first."

"But he is like this now..."

"He came to find me. If I keep avoiding you and pushing you to the front, he will be even more angry." I said in a low voice.

Feng Shizhi was still in a dilemma. He looked at Jiang Yinan, who was almost manic, again and again: "What if he hurts you?"

"He won't do that. If Nanxing is really more important than me, he would have done it when I killed someone. The evidence in his hand is enough to drag our entire family to be buried with Nanxing." I pulled the corners of my mouth to comfort myself, but in fact, even I was not sure.

According to fate, Nanxing was doomed to die, but torture and killing are different. Nanxing suffered all his life and at the end he was full of expectations, just hoping for an easier death, but what he got in return was deception. I cannot expect Chen Yining to forgive him. In Chen Yining's eyes, Nanxing was the one who gave William the idea to kill her father. I cannot stop a person who wants revenge, but I have never tried to stop him. It was my indulgence that led to Nanxing's tragic death.

Feng Shizhi thought for a long time and had to leave first. I went forward, and Jiang Yinan pulled my wrist and dragged me into the door, then locked it with a bang, and pushed me onto the bed with a little force. Before I could get up, he rushed over again, pulled my clothes off, and looked at me with tears in his eyes: "Do you want me to hate you, or do you want me to die?"

I was silent, unable to utter a word, and could only look at him with tears in my eyes.

The clothes on my left shoulder were torn off by him. His eyes suddenly became fierce. He opened his mouth and bit me. My hair felt lazy and soft when it rubbed against my cheek. My shoulder felt like my teeth pierced into the flesh, causing a burning pain. A sticky liquid slid down my arm, and my entire left arm felt numb. The air was full of blood, my blood mixed with his.

I gritted my teeth and said nothing. He didn't know how deep I bit. Fortunately, I regained my senses before I fainted, and raised my head again. Even he couldn't believe it. I touched his hair with my other hand to comfort him, my eyes blurred.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Shishi... I..." He stepped back in a hurry, feeling sorry for my injury, completely forgetting that he also had a deep crack on his hand. He remembered the pain when he held onto the bed, and raised himself up tremblingly. The scarlet dye bloomed brightly on the light-colored sheets, one flower after another.

How ironic! When we were very intimate yesterday, he also said that flowers would bloom on my body, but the powder on my body is far less profound than the blood.

I just came to my senses and sat up. He suddenly remembered something, jumped out of bed and rushed to the cabinet. He opened the cabinet with unsteady hands, took out a wooden medicine bottle, poured out a few pills in a mess, and drank it all in one gulp. He seemed to feel better. I hurried over to look at his medicine. Just one look at it made me heartbroken. It was that small dark green pill again.

When I was sick, I relied on this to eat and sleep. It was said to calm the nerves, but in fact, I had no reaction at the end. I kept taking it, not because it had any effect, but because it had become a habit and gave myself a psychological hint. However, the drug had long taken away our happy or sad emotions, and in the end only an empty shell was left, and it didn't even matter whether we were alive or not.

I reached out and hugged Jiang Yinan, and the two of us huddled in a small corner. He lay in my arms and cried until there was a knock on the door and my brother's voice appeared outside.

"Shishi? Shishi? Are you okay?"

Feng Shizhi must have leaked the news to my brother. We would not be able to live after he saw us covered in blood. I bit my lip and tried to wake myself up. I pulled Jiang Yinan back to bed and turned the quilt over to hide the blood. I took two tissues to wipe the blood from his mouth and my hands, put on my coat to cover it, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, and put my mouth on his snow-white skin, leaving some marks. I ruffled my hair and wiped my tears before I opened the door.

There's no need to say what my brother looked like when he saw me. He coughed awkwardly, but still stuck his head in paranoidly. I pretended to fix my hair and said, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Be careful during the day, everyone in the family is here." My brother whispered, covering his mouth and reaching out to touch my messy hair.

"We're not in the same yard, and we're not doing anything bad..." I muttered.

Fortunately, my brother really believed it. At this moment, even I was embarrassed to look at him. He just stretched out his hand to pinch my face: "Okay, keep it down. Isn't there soundproofing? Is it necessary to drive all the aunts away? How can they not understand what you mean? It's a newlywed marriage, so just make a fuss for two days... Be good, you're going out tonight, eat early, and your brother will take you away."

"Okay." I nodded.

My brother left after saying a few words. I was relieved when he closed the door, but I turned around and started to worry again. Jiang Yinan didn't find a knife in the bedroom, so he broke a vase and picked up the sharpest porcelain shard. I didn't have time to stop him and he had already cut his wrist. I rushed over, but fortunately, I had experience after Chengcheng's suicide. The porcelain shards couldn't cut too deep, and the blood looked scary but wouldn't kill me. I quickly took the gauze from the bedside table and wrapped it, but he insisted on getting away from me...

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Jiang Yinan kept shaking his head. He wanted to say something to me but he denied it at the same time, making himself a contradiction. He couldn’t give the answer he wanted, but he didn’t want to leave hope to me. He refused to hug me and gently pushed me away, hugging his legs and burying his face in his knees.

When I first glanced at him, I was back to the time when I locked him up for two nights. He was in the same posture, looking so desperate, and his chest felt like it was being drilled open by someone. I seemed to realize what I had done.

I gave a forced smile, unable to hold back my tears any longer, my whole body shaking. I don't know how long we cried together before he sat up straight and held my hand. We were both a mess. I cried until I was exhausted and stopped. At that moment I realized what I should really do.

I took out a soft knife from my sleeve and cut my wrist before he could react. Blood dripped down. He was stunned and it was too late for him to grab my wrist.

"What do you want from me? What are you going to do..." He couldn't even cry anymore. Only the unhealed wounds on his body, oozing blood, expressed his sadness.

I broke away from him, holding his face with my bloody hands, and at that moment I felt relieved: "Let's die together."

Jiang Yinan was stunned. He didn't believe that I would say such a thing. He didn't want me to die, and he didn't want to live either. If he was contradictory, why shouldn't I be contradictory too?

"I've done everything I wanted to do. I have no regrets. If I die with you, it will be the best outcome for me." I pointed the knife at his lower abdomen. Fortunately, I had no intention of stabbing him. He was also nervous, so he easily took the knife away and threw it away. He hugged me tightly, and I rubbed his chest. Only then did I feel the body temperature of someone. Then I kissed his earlobe: "I said, if you die, I will definitely die, because I have no reason to live in this world. People only live by love or hate. All the people I hate are gone. If you leave me too, it will be the final reason to kill me."

"You are going to trap me here forever..." he said in a crying voice.

"Yes." I admitted through gritted teeth.

At this moment, I suddenly recalled something. In my previous life, I was as desperate as him. I knew the feeling of wanting to die. In front of Lao Fu and Gao Xinci, I wanted them to see how painful I was, but I also hated that they would tie me up like a doll, and expect that my living would bring them some emotional value that I could not describe. Every day when I woke up, I wished that I had never been in this world, or that I would not be Fu Xishi, but something that would truly make me feel free and happy when I was alive - the birds flying outside the window, or the fish in the stream passing through the yard.

Finally, Gao Xinci thought of a way to solve the problem once and for all. He used the knife I used to commit suicide to cut the same wound on the same place on his body. He told me that no matter what happened to me in the future, he would do the same to me and he would always be with me. So I never dared to do it again.

He said he wanted me to live, and selfishly wanted me to give up my hatred and change the way I live. He would bring me to experience a new life, and he really did it. Although I got worse and worse later, I never regretted it. It is very happy to love someone, and I don't regret loving anyone.

But today I have to be the selfish person, arbitrarily asking a desperate person to live, so that at least after death he can be remembered, that he was happy, and to keep a person in your heart and love him. I think I can do it.

I was dizzy from the blood loss. Before I could give up, I called Xiangyang: "Hello? Xiangyang, can you bring Nian Nian to my house?" I fell asleep before I could hear the reply from the other end.

I was not sure whether I was asleep or fainted. Anyway, when I woke up, I saw Xiangyang sitting on the small sofa beside the bed with a face full of resentment. He was bandaging Jiang Yinan's wound irritably. Finally, he could not help but stare at him and said, "Are you sick?"

Xiangyang rarely curses at people, except for the few brainless brothers and sisters that his father brought back before. This is the first time I saw him hate someone with gnashing teeth, until he was woken up by a punch from the crying Nian Nian.

"Don't talk about my brother!" After beating him, Nian Nian went back and hugged Jiang Yinan's arm, crying out of breath. The affection they had for each other since childhood was much stronger. I wonder if Nanxing was alive, would he feel as sorry for him as Nian Nian did? Nian Nian blew on the wound on his hand: "Brother, I'm still here, I only have you, don't abandon me..."

Jiang Yinan just sat there stiffly. When he heard Nian Nian's words, he looked back with sadness: "I am not your brother. Lin Modu is, and Nan Xing is. Why did you kill him? You were the one who told him to use his life in exchange for mine. He is your biological brother, how could you say that..."

"He didn't want me first! He left me alone in that place. I don't care where he went, whether he suffered or not, I just know that he left me behind. I don't want him anymore. I want you..."

Nian Nian was crying heartbreakingly, and no one could remain unmoved. No matter how much Xiangyang hated the person in front of him, he also wiped away his tears. Jiang Yinan turned his head away. He had never been willing to say a harsh word to Nian Nian, but today he had to say these words despite the pain. No matter what, Nian Nian should not have taken the path of killing. But the two people who killed each other were Jiang Yinan's closest relatives.

I refused to say a word and had no strength to do so. I buried my head deep in the quilt. My wounds had been treated long ago and I thought I had a deep sleep, but in fact it was just getting dark when I woke up. It was time to eat. Fortunately, I had made preparations before going to bed. I sent a message to Brother Qingyun to ask him to find some trouble to get my brother and the others away. He was so mean to me last time, and I was just worrying about what excuses to make him compensate me. The next second, a good opportunity came to me, but unfortunately the debtor was extremely dissatisfied with the scene.

"Awake?" Brother Qingyun sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking like a deputy uncle, pressing Jiang Yinan in the corner to the point of suffocation. I was so sleepy that I didn't say anything if I could, saving my energy. Anyway, Brother Qingyun softened his heart just by looking at me pitifully, rolled his eyes at me, sat over, and reached out to pull me out of the quilt: "Brother, look, where did he bite?"

Mingming reached out his hand and touched my shoulder as if he had installed navigation, and asked an unnecessary question, could it be that he hoped that Jiang Yinan said to him to scare him? I smiled bitterly. Brother Qingyun couldn't bear to look at it as soon as he lifted the edge of his clothes. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, put me back and looked at my wrist again. Unfortunately, it was wrapped tightly with gauze and I couldn't see it.

The next second I felt that he was going to hit someone, so I quickly reached out to grab him, pretending to pull a wound and screaming "ah". As expected, Brother Qingyun fell into the trap and came back, holding my wrist, angry and resentful. If I hadn't been here, I'm afraid his saliva would have drowned Jiang Yinan.

"Brother, did you see the wound on his hand? I did it!" I straightened myself up and said.

"Oh, you mean to tell me that you two and he two, so you two are even?" Brother Qingyun smiled with a crooked mouth. Just as I was about to nod, he scolded me back: "Bullshit! Feng Shizhi told me that he broke his hand before you came in. You want to make it fair and take responsibility for it. Your brother is a fool!"

"I had hoped so..."

"What did you say?!"

"No, no..." I shook my head, looking very sad: "I mean the traitor Feng Shizhi..."

"If he wasn't a traitor, would you have died here today without saying a word? Do you know how exhausted I've been lately? I'm about to explode! Why don't you go find your brother? And you asked me to take you to hide. Do you know what will happen to me if your brother finds out?"

"He beat me up."

"I know you're still looking for me!"

"You can't bear to see me get beaten up by him, right?"

Brother Qingyun's words choked back in his throat. This sentence was inexplicably very reasonable and yet particularly conscienceless.

So he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and recited a whole set of "Don't Get Angry" mantras before finally giving in: "Okay, I'll take you back to Jinhai, okay? You've really been bewitched by a vixen. In order to avoid being seen by my family and causing trouble for the Hou family, you've also tricked me. How can a vixen be so powerful..."

"Brother, stop talking..." I pursed my lips. Jiang Yinan was still sitting under a dim light, staring at me in silence.

My pity disappeared after one look. I stretched out my hand to him from a distance. He also lifted up his injured hand. Unfortunately, neither of us took the first step towards each other. We had both exhausted our strength, and the short distance seemed like there was a galaxy between us.

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