At this mont, Bai Shutong appeared vastly different from her radiant, bright, and cheerful journalist image during the day, now just a tender woman.
Zhang Xiaoshan was sowhat at a loss, only able to let Bai Shutong cry.
Bai Shutong cried for more than ten minutes before her crying gradually subsided.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s shirt collar was completely soaked.
"I’m sorry, I, I lost my composure," she said.
Bai Shutong let go of Zhang Xiaoshan and took a step back.
It was only then that Zhang Xiaoshan could clearly see the room’s situation.
Besides a faint feminine fragrance, Bai Shutong also had a sll of alcohol.
Looking around, he saw several empty beer cans on the desk near the window.
"You’ve been drinking?"
Zhang Xiaoshan asked.
"Yeah, sit down and chat with ," she replied.
Bai Shutong walked to the window and sat down on a chair first.
Zhang Xiaoshan hesitated for a mont, then followed and sat opposite her.
Bai Shutong was not dressed, wrapped rely in a bath towel, and her hair was still damp, likely from a recent bath.
She crossed her legs, her white, beautiful legs exposed to the air, making Zhang Xiaoshan unconsciously swallow.
But given the current atmosphere, it seed inappropriate to harbor any uncalled-for thoughts.
Zhang Xiaoshan quickly shifted his gaze to the window, where he could see cars running back and forth on the road, along with couples in deep love strolling around.
At the hotel entrance, there were pairs of young n and won coming and going.
Bai Shutong’s gaze also wandered to the window.
It settled on the couples entering the hotel together.
So couples had a significant age difference, including n in their forties with girls in their twenties.
Bai Shutong’s expression remained unchanged as she asked faintly.
"Zhang Xiaoshan, do you think that kind of thing is really that important?"
"What?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was taken aback.
"Don’t play dumb with ."
Only then did Zhang Xiaoshan understand what Bai Shutong ant, but he didn’t understand why she was asking this question.
He hesitated for a mont.
"What, can’t say it? Don’t worry, I’m a journalist, nothing you say will surprise . I just want to understand how you n really view this issue."
Bai Shutong’s expression remained very calm.
At this mont, she showed no emotional fluctuations, a stark contrast to her previous sobbing.
A conversation with Wu Xiaoru earlier that day had unraveled many knots in her heart.
Did she love that man back then?
At the dawning of her romantic feelings, she thought that was love, maybe she did love him, she wasn’t sure. But she was certain that after the man and his mistress had beaten her in the hotel corridor, all positive feelings had completely faded away.
Over the years, she had not been able to let go, shalessly keeping in contact with that man, solely out of reluctance to accept it, wanting to clarify if it was really her fault back then.
Today, Wu Xiaoru had given her the answer.
Her emotional knots had shattered, leaving no reason to persevere; her tears rely washed away the grievances of the past seven or eight years, also serving as a farewell to her past.
She would no longer be trapped in her own world, lingering in the past.
She wanted to find a man.
To make up for the deficiencies of the past years.
Zhang Xiaoshan could be a good choice.
At least, it seed so for now.
Now, she was putting Zhang Xiaoshan to a real test.
She wanted to know if Zhang Xiaoshan was soone worth opening up to; not concerning marriage, just as a trial, or perhaps as a partner.
Yes, a new kind of relationship.
Zhang Xiaoshan hesitated for a mont.
Then he said to Bai Shutong.
"Journalist Bai, can you first tell what happened to you?"
His gaze fixed on Bai Shutong’s arm.
There were disturbing scars there.
Bai Shutong smiled sadly.
In the past, she definitely would not have spoken, but after finding relief, she no longer had much to hide.
"Okay, let’s call it a swap, then. I’ll tell you what you want to know, and you tell what I want to know."
"Okay," Zhang Xiaoshan nodded.
Bai Shutong took another sip of beer, gathered her emotions, and soon found an entry point.
From her background to her university days, how she t that man, how he pursued her, the indecent videos on the phone, catching him red-handed at the hotel, the physical assault, the public humiliation, the sleazy suicide attempt, the chronic self-harm...
Zhang Xiaoshan’s expression grew increasingly grim.
Yet his eyes grew gentler as he looked at Bai Shutong.
"I’m really sorry, I didn’t an to bring up such a painful subject."
"It’s nothing. This trip to White Dragon Village was fruitful for as well. Since I can openly tell you these things, it ans my emotional knot has been untied," she responded.
"Now it’s your turn to answer my question. How do you view the relationship between n and won?"
Bai Shutong stared intently at Zhang Xiaoshan, scrutinizing every subtle change in his facial expression. If she detected even a hint of deceit or prevarication, she would turn against him.
Zhang Xiaoshan would then lose his chance with her.
"So?"
She urged Zhang Xiaoshan.
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