Li Yu gave a bitter smile.
"Brother Jian, I'm already so happy you came to see me, but I... Do you think I can turn back?"
Jian Suiying gritted his teeth. "You ask me? Do you even know what you're doing? Have you thought about your parents, your brother? How the hell could you be so reckless?"
Li Yu's expression darkened, his eyes filled with an indelible sorrow.
Li Yu buried his face in his chest, his shoulders trembling softly.
Jian Suiying felt his heart clench into a tight knot. He couldn't bear seeing Li Yu like this—so pitiful, even though he clearly didn't deserving of sympathy.
But whether he deserved pity or not, only the one who felt the pain truly knew.
Jian Suying thought that perhaps the person before him would go to prison, that his young and brilliant life would come to an end in the darkness of guilt.
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Jian Suiying wanted to punch him, yet felt unable to lift his arm. "You fucking idiot? If something happens to you, they'll suffer shame and pain
for the rest of their lives. And I could never forgive you for being that stupid."
Li Yu stared blankly at his own hands. "Brother Jian, I've come this far. I can't give up now. You should go back... If you stay too long, I won't want to let you leave."
Li Yu shook his head. "What would going back now even accomplish?" He lifted his head, staring straight at him. "Brother Jian, you know I don't want your pity."
Jian Suiying gritted his teeth: "Li Er, you're threatening me? Are you fucking brain-dead? You're threatening me with your own life?"
your own life to threaten me?"
Jian Suiying felt pain radiating through every fiber of his being. He loathed being pressured more than anything in life—the more someone pushed him, the more he defied them. Li Yu knew this well.
But this time, he couldn't just slap her to the floor and slam the door behind him. Because closing that door wouldn't just shut out a room—it would extinguish Li Yu's last shred of hope.
Once he reached out, he could never pull his hand back. Li Yu had dug a trap, using himself as bait. The choice of whether to jump was
The choice seemed to be his, but in truth, as long as he still harbored feelings for Li Yu, he had no choice.
His face contorted in fury, his eyes blazing as he glared fiercely at Li Yu.
Li Yu stared back without flinching, her lips trembling uncontrollably.
" I don't understand, Brother Jian. Please explain clearly, or I won't comprehend." Li Yu's voice was already hoarse, tears
pooled in her eyes, threatening to spill over.
Jian Suiying's hand closed around his throat. He desperately wanted to tighten his grip, to end all grievances right then and there, but he...
He pinned Li Yu's body against the door panel, pressed his lips to his, and bit down hard.
Li Yu shuddered in pain, tears welling instantly. He choked out, "Brother Jian, I don't understand. Please explain clearly
, please, just explain."
Jian Suiying couldn't describe his current state of mind. It felt as if he had been liberated in an instant, the indescribably heavy weight pressing down on him suddenly vanishing.
Perhaps today was also his redemption. The person he was "forced" to accept anew was precisely the longing he couldn't , the desire too shameful to utter.
How about that—pretty on point, right?
Count them all up—not a single one of these three protagonists isn't a fool... Are you all still enjoying the ride?
Next, I want to write something light and sweet. All this angst is exhausting.