Chapter 824: 824, Shi Yuhuan, why are you angry? Chapter 824: 824, Shi Yuhuan, why are you angry? Shi Yuhuan spoke indifferently, “I can solve everything and I don’t need your help, Song Qinghuan.”
Without speaking, Song Qinghuan’s lips noticeably pouted.
A mont later, she said softly, “I just hope the issue can be resolved. Don’t you feel that the days when the old man’s whereabouts are unknown are like walking on the edge of a knife?”
Shi Yuhuan looked at her deeply, “If I say that even if the old man’s matter were resolved, or rather, even if the old man’s issue was resolved, it wouldn’t change the fact that I live every day on the edge of a knife, that my life will always be like this, perched on the blade’s edge. Knowing this, do you still want to be with ?”
Song Qinghuan furrowed her brows and looked at him, “Shi Yuhuan, why would you say sothing like that? I’ve never felt that the days spent with you were on the edge of a knife…”
Shi Yuhuan’s expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, betraying no hint of anything amiss, but an unmistakably colder air emanated from him.
Suddenly, the air filled with a chilling cold that made people shiver.
He suddenly cut off Song Qinghuan’s words, “Alright, it’s getting late. You should rest early. I still have so matters to handle in the study.”
The air instantly froze. Song Qinghuan’s eyes trembled as she watched Shi Yuhuan rise to his feet, not sparing her another glance before walking out of the bedroom.
Song Qinghuan’s eyes were full of shock and disbelief, calling after him to no avail. He simply closed the door and left.
“What’s with him? It was just an offhand remark that maybe I could help him out; why did he blow up like that? It’s fine if he doesn’t want my help, but which part of what I said was wrong?” Song Qinghuan felt a suffocating tightness in her chest, distinctly uncomfortable.
She had thought that Shi Yuhuan had changed because of her, but in reality, everything was just as it had always been. No matter what happened, he wouldn’t talk to her and kept everything bottled up inside. She wasn’t a mind reader to guess it all.
She stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before finally closing her eyes in exhaustion.
In the end, it just ant that he didn’t love her that much, or at least not as much as she loved him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t treat her this way. Song Qinghuan pulled the blanket over herself and hid inside, feeling so upset she wanted to cry.
The weather the next day was particularly dreary; massive dark clouds bore down, conjuring a fitting backdrop to Song Qinghuan’s surging wave of oppression and a subtle, creeping sadness.
Shi Yuhuan hadn’t co back to the room the previous night, and by the ti she got up in the morning, he had already left. His lingering annoyance intensified her distress, refusing to dissipate from her chest.
In the end, even breathing seed to beco difficult.
Si Chen and Jin Lin also seed to be in bad moods just like her; the three of them sat in the living room side by side, supporting their chins in their hands, watching the raindrops on the floor-to-ceiling windows create a pattering sound, then falling to the ground and splashing into countless droplets.
Si Chen’s internal monologue was, “That jerk Shi Mu, damn him, such a total scumbag. Breaking up with him was absolutely the right choice.”
If it was the right choice, why couldn’t she feel happy about it?
Jin Lin’s internal monologue was, “Hua Miaomiao is coming back to A City again, should I go see him?”
She wanted to, but she also feared being too forward, which could backfire just like last ti. Dilemma!
Song Qinghuan’s internal monologue was, “What is Shi Yuhuan so angry about? If he doesn’t want to help, just don’t help. If he doesn’t want to get close to Bai Rubing, fine, I won’t. Isn’t that following his wishes?”
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