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I lowered my eyelids and said softly, "Xiao Cheng, don't go."
"Duo'er, I..."
"Xiao Cheng, today is our wedding anniversary."
"I know." He took a deep breath.
"I promise, I will come back as soon as possible. I won't delay our anniversary."
"But..."
"Duo'er, I can't just stand by and do nothing about Yong Nan."
I bit my lip and fell silent.
Xiao Cheng looked at me, his tone firm: "Duo'er, I have to go."
I raised my head and looked into his eyes: "What if I don't agree?"
Xiao Cheng's gaze flickered for a moment. After a pause, he sighed lightly and reached out to ruffle my hair: "Duo'er, stop it."
With that, he turned and walked toward the door.
I chased after him and grabbed his sleeve: "Xiao Cheng, please don't go."
He pulled my hand away without looking back and walked straight out of the house.
I stood frozen in place, watching his figure disappear at the door.
The music in the living room was still playing.
I walked over, picked up the speaker, and smashed it onto the floor.
The music abruptly stopped.
The living room instantly fell silent.
I returned to my room and closed the door.
Xiao Cheng... probably won't be back tonight.
In this round, Yong Nan won.
I locked the door behind me.
I took out the diary from the drawer and flipped to the latest page.
I picked up my pen, wanting to write something down.
However, it felt incredibly difficult.
I don't know if it's because I have already foreseen what is about to happen.
At this moment, my mind is in chaos.
Every part of my body begins to ache faintly.
I trembled as I wrote the last few lines.
“Xiao Cheng, today is our wedding anniversary.”
“You prepared a surprise for me. When I walked in, I smelled the aroma of the food and saw the decorations you had thoughtfully arranged.”
“You said you wanted to take me on a trip to an island.”
“But a phone call from Yong Nan shattered all of that.”
“Xiao Cheng, I once thought that loving you was my armor. But now, I finally understand that loving you is my greatest vulnerability.”
“I’m sorry, I’ve decided to give up.”
“Xiao Cheng, this is my last gift to you.”
“Xiao Cheng, I... love you.”
After writing those lines, the pen slipped from my hand and fell to the ground.
My vision began to blur.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It turns out that when a person is truly in extreme pain, there are no tears.
My tears are not because of sadness.
Rather, they are because my body hurts so much.
That pain feels like countless vines fiercely tearing at my insides.
It makes it almost impossible for me to breathe.
"Shangguan Yunduo, stop struggling.
You have no strength left.
Just let it be.
Accept your fate.
I closed my eyes, and Xiao Cheng's face appeared before me again.
He remained silent, crouching down and holding me tightly in his arms.
'Don't be afraid, Duo'er, I will take you away.'
'Don't be afraid, Duo'er, I will always be with you.'
I opened my eyes, but all I saw was emptiness.
In the room, I was all alone.
I lowered my head and looked at the few lonely lines on the diary.
Suddenly, it felt incredibly ironic.
21
Xiao Cheng returned home in the early hours of the next day.
The living room was still lit, which brought a sense of warmth to Xiao Cheng's heart.
He quickly changed his shoes and walked toward the bedroom.
He couldn't wait to see Shangguan Yunduo.
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