Shi i tugged at her lips, a mocking gleam flashing in her beautiful eyes, "Mr. Shi, are you joking, it’s so dark in here, which girl wouldn’t be scared, especially a delicate flowerlike girl like , with such a small courage."
Shi Lingyan’s gaze deepened as if he wanted to bore two holes into her with his stare.
Facing his gaze, Shi i whispered softly, "Or is it that Mr. Shi just wants to test if Tang Wu is really dead?"
Shi Lingyan’s hand, holding her arm, suddenly tightened, pulling her into his embrace forcefully as if to ld her into his bones, "You are Tang Wu, Tang Wu, stop pretending, I know it’s you!"
This temperant, along with various habits, if it were rely imitation, it couldn’t possibly be so similar.
Even the small movents she made struggling against his kisses were exactly the sa.
Shi i, in pain, jerked her head back, gasping deeply, cursed, "You’re crazy! Let go, it hurts!"
But Shi Lingyan didn’t let go, holding her tightly, "Why, after all these years, you didn’t co to find , why, although you are still alive, did you choose to live as soone else, Tang Wu..."
Listening to his questioning, the pain in it was like a knife cutting through the heart.
Shi i even had the illusion that he might still be deeply in love with her.
His acting skills, it turned out, were even stronger than hers.
Shi i felt it ironic, and said aloud, "Tang Wu is dead, Mr. Shi."
"Have you forgotten?" Shi i’s voice was very low, only resounding by his ear, chilling in the deep darkness of the night, "You watched over her body for three days and nights, ultimately pushing her into the cremation chamber by your own hands, you led her to the road to hell..."
Shi Lingyan felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, chilling him to the bone.
"She loved you so much," Shi i raised her hand, caressing his back, her voice sowhat hoarse, "She considered you her everything, almost broke off her ties with her highly respected father for you, abandoned the concert she had prepared for three years which nearly destroyed her future, and in the end, you personally led her to Huangquan Road, have you forgotten all these?"
That gunshot ended her life.
And ended the emotions between them.
Her voice was very low, barely audible in the night.
Yet every sentence struck his heart like a brutal stab, blood gushing.
"Do you still rember her heart?" Shi i touched the back of his heart, "Now, in another woman’s body, Mr. Shi, you signed the donor consent form, didn’t you?"
"I didn’t!" Shi Lingyan’s voice choked.
"Indeed," Shi i’s voice still continued, "You weren’t even spouses, so you didn’t even have the right to sign."
Another harsh stab, deeply embedded in the softest part of his heart.
They... weren’t even spouses.
He didn’t even have the right to sign...
Shi i pushed him away, lightly touched the slightly moist corners of his eyes, and said softly, "Stop deceiving yourself, Mr. Shi, Tang Wu is dead, you know it better than anyone, no matter who you treat as her, she will never be her."
Her words were all ironic, even the gaze that fixed on him was full of mockery.
"What about you." The man’s voice was low and husky, suddenly lifting his eyes, his gaze capturing hers.
He grasped her arm, pinning her against the tree, "Who are you then."
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