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Her face was pale, her eyes filled with shock, and her lips trembled as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. In that moment, I even thought she was going to apologize to me. But the next second, she said, "You were the one who slandered Che first." After saying that, she stormed off, warning me that if I didn't come out soon, she wouldn't mind hiring someone to drag me out.
Wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth, I lowered my head and followed her. I was afraid of being tied up. During those six months in the psychiatric hospital, I had been restrained countless times. So much so that now, just thinking about being tied up makes my body stiffen reflexively. I would wonder if they would inject me with some unknown liquid while laughing at me in my dazed state.
I remember one time I couldn't take it anymore and sneaked out to call home. Lin Rong answered the phone. I told her I knew I was wrong and begged her to let me go back; I could pay for Lin Che's life. She coldly replied, "Dream on, I want you to suffer more than death."
I was in the same car as Gu Yan. She reached out to touch the scar on my lip and gently said, "Your sister is always in a bad mood on this day; why did you provoke her?" "Does it hurt? We can find some medicine when we get back."
Looking at her worried expression, I suddenly didn't want to play along anymore. So I brushed her hand away and said coldly, "Stop pretending to be affectionate; it's disgusting." Her hand froze in mid-air, and her expression grew colder by the second.
The day I left the psychiatric hospital, it was Gu Yan who came to pick me up. She hugged me tightly and asked in surprise, "Why have you lost so much weight?" I smiled bitterly and remained silent. She caressed my face, tears streaming down her cheeks.
She said, "Lin Chi, let's get married." At that moment, I naively thought that I would soon be able to complete my mission. At least in this world, there were still people who loved me.
Until the wedding night, Gu Yan murmured in a daze, "Che."
My body suddenly stiffened, and the chill that swept over me made my heart shrink.
For the next seven years, she only regarded me as Lin Che's substitute.
I had tried hard.
She liked roses, so I filled the backyard with them, but she merely glanced at them coldly and said they were ugly, ordering them all to be pulled out.
I had seen her ecstatically holding the roses that Lin Che had given her.
She simply didn't care about me.
The atmosphere in the car was as cold as an ice cellar.
She took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly, "Lin Chi, I don't know what you're making a fuss about?"
"What right do you have to make a fuss?"
"Or do you think that after ten years, we’ve forgotten how Che died?"
Yes, how did Lin Che die?
It was clearly the Kidnapper who killed him. However, his last phone call before dying was to me; I didn’t answer it, so it went to voicemail.
There was only one sentence—
"Brother, if you answer, I won’t have to die."
Just this one sentence plunged me into hell, with no chance of redemption.
What’s even more ridiculous is that even though I knew he faked his death, I couldn't say it out loud.
I found out shortly after Lin Che died.
At that time, I was kneeling in front of his memorial every day, filled with guilt.
The system appeared and told me that Lin Che was also a book traveler; every book traveler has their own system and mission.
And as far as the system knew, Lin Che's mission was to achieve the highest love value from his family to receive a 5 million bonus for publishing a book.
Extreme love must be contrasted with extreme hate. For 5 million, he staged a kidnapping drama himself.
The phone call turned his death into an unresolved pain in everyone's heart. As soon as I learned about this, I immediately wanted to tell my parents, my sister, and Gu Yan. However, the system informed me that this part of the plot was a violation for him to reveal to me, and I would not have the chance to speak about it.
My chest began to ache again, and I frowned slightly. Gu Yan glanced at me and then coldly turned away. Suddenly, the system spoke up: "Host, Lin Che will be back today." "Don't be sad when that happens."
I had long stopped feeling sad. Recently, I often regretted taking on this task and wasting so many years. Looking out the window, I said softly, "Gu Yan, I want a divorce."
At that moment, the car came to a stop. The driver indicated we had arrived. Gu Yan abruptly turned to stare at me, disbelief written all over his face, and I met his gaze calmly. Just then, Lin Rong impatiently knocked on the car window, prompting her to get out before I could.
As soon as she got out of the car, Lin Rong's gloating expression was all too obvious.
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