"I don’t want to sleep here."
Hearing her say this, Bo Jingshen noticed she was looking at Su Yukan’s portrait, thinking she was scared.
"Scared?"
But Su Lu shook her head, "I’m not afraid. I can honestly say I have never wronged Su Yukan in this lifeti, so there’s nothing to fear. I just simply..."
Su Lu looked down and smiled, "I don’t want to see him anymore, that’s all. I’m afraid that in such an environnt, I’ll give myself too many psychological suggestions and then dream about him. I don’t want to see him again, not even in my dreams."
"Okay, then we won’t sleep," Bo Jingshen nodded, "I’ll keep you company."
He reached out and put his arm around Su Lu’s shoulders.
They say death is like a snuffed candle. When soone dies, it seems the whole world starts to beco more forgiving towards that person, rembering more of the good they did.
Because people tend to be more forgiving towards the deceased.
But... Su Lu felt, even if it sounded cruel, that she wasn’t that forgiving.
She couldn’t recall anything good about Su Yukan. Perhaps it was because Su Yukan had never been good to her. Even when she tried to think of his virtues, she couldn’t find any in her mories.
So, Su Lu thought, even if it sounded cruel, she indeed could only rember the bad things about Su Yukan.
So much so that, even after his death, like a candle snuffed out, she still couldn’t forgive him. She couldn’t even begin to forgive, let alone rember any good about him.
Su Lu still rembered how Su Yukan had locked her up to force her to marry Gu Xin, and after she’d refused to comply, the beatings she endured.
Even now, she could still recall the sound of her bones breaking.
Later, Su Yukan used Bo Jingshen’s safety to threaten her, forcing her to agree, resulting in the five years they missed with each other.
Five years. Over a thousand agonizing days and nights. Su Lu still didn’t know how she had managed to survive those years.
"I hate him," Su Lu said.
Her gaze fixed on Su Yukan’s portrait, "If it weren’t for my brother, I definitely wouldn’t have shown up here."
If it weren’t for Su Zhe, the Su family’s births, illnesses, deaths, and celebrations would have had nothing to do with her.
Bo Jingshen could hear the emotion in Su Lu’s voice and hurriedly wrapped his arms around her shoulders to comfort her, "It’s okay, it’s okay. Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re not staying here for long. Once we’re done, we’ll leave. We’re only here for Su Zhe."
Su Lu nodded.
It was only for Su Zhe.
In the wee hours of the morning, Su Lu was getting sleepy. Leaning on Bo Jingshen’s shoulder, she yawned and played with her phone.
Then she heard footsteps at the entrance of the mourning hall. Who could be coming at this hour? Su Lu turned her head.
And she saw the tired figure, causing her to start, "Why did you co?"
The person at the door hurried in, "I already knew about this. How could I pretend I didn’t? No matter what... even for my brother’s sake, I have to co."
Zhao Tong’s face showed his weariness, "Couldn’t buy a plane ticket, there were no flights to Feng City in the middle of the night, so we drove over."
But Su Lu didn’t notice the "we" in Zhao Tong’s words.
She simply said, "If you had said earlier that you were coming, I would have bought you a plane ticket too. Going through all this trouble, how inconvenient."
Zhao Tong replied helplessly, "I had to arrange for Lele at my aunt’s place first. How could I catch the sa flight as you? Since I couldn’t make it, I didn’t ntion it."
Zhao Tong asked, "How’s my brother? Is he alright?"
As he spoke, his gaze wandered towards Su Zhe, he was extrely concerned, but he didn’t dare go over and wake Su Zhe.
Su Lu was about to answer Zhao Tong when she suddenly froze.
Bo Jingshen noticed her daze and turned to look, and he too paused in astonishnt.
A tall figure entered through the door, travel-worn and with fatigue visible on his face.
He walked in and first looked toward Su Lu.
Su Lu opened her mouth, and after a mont, she finally called out, "Brother Xun."
Shen Xun nodded.
Zhao Tong said, "Brother Xun didn’t feel comfortable with driving such a long distance alone, fearing it would be dangerous to drive fatigued, so he ca with ."
As he spoke, Zhao Tong glanced once more towards Su Zhe, unable to help himself, "How has my brother gotten so thin and haggard... Worked to the bone, huh? And he didn’t even say a word. If he’d told sooner, I would have co to help out earlier. Although I may not have much sentint for the Su Family anymore, I still care about my brother."
Su Lu silently agreed; who wouldn’t think so?
Shen Xun opened his mouth as if to speak but didn’t know what to say, he silently took a couple of steps forward.
The person sleeping on the couch over there beca clearer to see.
He looked frail as if made of paper, his complexion a bit pale. His arms were crossed over his chest, a protective and defensive posture, and he was leaning back in the chair, head tilted upwards in sleep. It allowed them to see the stubble on his chin and how... the chin and jawline were too gaunt.
"What happened to him..." Shen Xun began.
Whether it was the emotion of the mont or the exhaustion from driving through the night, Shen Xun’s voice was sowhat hoarse.
Shen Xun closed his mouth, silently swallowing to moisten his throat in the hope of sounding less raspy. Then he spoke again, "How has he gotten so skinny, so worn down."
Su Zhe felt he was sleeping very deeply, so deeply it felt as if his eyelids were pressed down by a weight, unable to open.
It wasn’t just his eyes that were unable to open, the surrounding sounds also beca indistinct. All the sounds stretched out as if he was subrged in water, and he couldn’t hear clearly anymore.
This deep darkness persisted for a long ti. He must have been asleep, yet it felt as if it wasn’t a deep sleep, but he couldn’t wake up. Everything around seed to be covered in a film.
He didn’t know how long it lasted.
Then a voice, clear, cut through these noises as if hearing them underwater.
This slightly hoarse voice was like a sharp sword that cut through everything.
In an instant, it seed to pierce right through Su Zhe’s heart, his emotions, his feigned tenacity.
Everything seed exposed under this man’s hoarse voice.
Axun has arrived.
Even before Su Zhe had fully awoken, this clear realization was already in his mind.
Then in that instant, there was a sense of relief, as if everything that he had been forcibly holding up and that was tiring him out could now relax a bit.
So, because his ears could hear that voice, distinct from those muffled, waterlogged sounds,
His eyelids didn’t seem so heavy anymore.
Su Zhe slowly opened his eyes, his vision was blurry at first but gradually beca clear. He quietly looked in the direction of the voice and saw the man.
Despite wearing black mourning clothes, he appeared to Su Zhe like light itself.
Reviews
All reviews (0)