The box held a number of items in it. Most of them were foreign to Song Shiyu.
However, there were also a number of them he recognised.
A few of them were the birthday presents he had gotten for Ji Fanyin which he had picked based on the recomndation of the sales assistant while he was carefully picking out presents for Ji Xinxin.
Song Shiyu reached for the bottle of tequila and downed a mouthful straight from the bottle as he laid the items on the table one by one and racked his brains to identify them.
Before he knew it, the bottle of tequila was down to its last drop and he had only managed to identify one-third of the items there.
But that was already enough to let him know the nature of the items here.
It was full of Ji Fanyins affection.
It was the very affection Song Shiyu knew only to appreciate after he realized his own feelings.
These items and feelings were collected carefully, little by little, over the years and suddenly BANG!, they were all ruthlessly dumped on him.
Song Shiyu's ears rang.
At first it was soft but it gradually increased in volu, like it was trying to overtake his mind and infiltrate his chest.
Following soon after was an angina.
Song Shiyu was unsure whether the attack was caused by his prolonged recollection of his dishonorable past actions or his body being overworked from these few months of work, but he was already familiar with this pain.
Song Shiyu planted himself on the sofa and waited for the pain to go away.
However, seconds turned into minutes and the pain did not subside. It was then did he notice sothing was amiss.
By the ti he opened his eyes, he was covered in cold sweat and could not move his limbs. Luckily, he could still operate the virtual assistant installed on his handphone. Using whatever little strength in him, he called his assistant for help.
Song Shiyu continued to lie on his sofa panting. He grabbed at his chest and grimaced while thinking of the news he saw so ti back about a young couples sudden death after burning the midnight oil.
He had never paid any attention to those news, thinking it would never happen to him.
Even when he experienced sudden chest pains in the past, he had rely brushed it off as nothing.
Is it my turn?
But I have yet to gain her forgiveness.
If this was the last minute of my life, why am I only left with regrets?
Song Shiyu could feel his vision tunneling.
In his mont of confusion, the figure of Ji Fanyin from the past appeared before him.
Following closely was his haughty voice saying, Whats your decision? This isnt a bad thing for you, right? Dont you like ? As long as you get to be with , it shouldnt matter who I take you for.
Ji Fanyin looked at him squarely in the face.
Dont take up my offer.Song Shiyu willed.
Ji Fanyin slowly and quietly raised her middle finger at him.
Song Shiyu, who do you think you are? Her soft and gentle voice trembled slightly.
He was relieved.
But at the sa ti, he asked himself:Am I worthy?
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