Wu Zheng suddenly got angry: "Why won't you wear it?"
I was silent for a moment and sighed, "Alright."
Wu Zheng's eyes lit up, and he eagerly helped me change clothes.
It was a very old dress meant for a girl.
But Wu Zheng treasured it.
As he dressed me, he murmured, "I knew you would look good in this dress."
I looked at him and asked, "Whose dress is this?"
Wu Zheng smiled, "It's worn by a girl who looks a lot like you."
I lowered my gaze.
Wu Zheng transformed me into a fifteen or sixteen-year-old version of myself.
He finally looked satisfied: "You are finally back by my side."
I blinked: "Back by your side?"
Wu Zheng didn't respond but just stared at me.
His gaze was almost obsessive.
After a moment of silence, I suddenly spoke: "Wu Zheng, you recognized I wasn't Liang Ranan the first time you saw me, didn't you?"
Wu Zheng was slightly taken aback, then smiled: "That's right."
I asked, "Why me?"
Wu Zheng softly replied, "Because you are Mo Yanyan."
I said, "So you fell in love with me at first sight?"
Wu Zheng laughed: "You could say that."
I asked, "What about Liang Jingjing?"
Wu Zheng scoffed: "Just a toy."
I was stunned.
Wu Zheng looked at me, his voice soft: "What I want, from beginning to end, is only you."
I paused for a moment in silence before suddenly laughing: "Wu Zheng, what exactly is your obsession?"
Wu Zheng replied quietly, "I want to be everything in your eyes."
I finally understood why Wu Zheng was so fixated on me.
In his eyes, I was the one who would always look at him.
Wu Zheng's torment of Chen Wenzhou had reached its final stage.
He made me watch as Chen Wenzhou struggled in pain.
Chen Wenzhou was battered and bruised, with only a breath left.
Yet Wu Zheng held me tightly in his arms, deliberately letting Chen Wenzhou see me.
I knew Wu Zheng was taking revenge on Chen Wenzhou.
He was intentionally using me to provoke Chen Wenzhou.
He knew that what Chen Wenzhou cared about most was me, so he wanted him to see me in his embrace.
With tears in my eyes, I leaned against Wu Zheng's chest.
Wu Zheng looked at me triumphantly: "How about that? I've helped you get your revenge."
I lowered my head, a smile tugging at my lips.
My plan was very successful.
Chen Wenzhou was about to die.
Wu Zheng's torment of Chen Wenzhou did not stop; instead, it intensified.
In front of me and Chen Wenzhou, he ordered others to continue torturing him.
I cried out to Wu Zheng: "Please, let him go!"
Wu Zheng laughed heartily: "How pathetic."
I looked up at Wu Zheng, pleading with him: "Please, don't treat him like this."
Wu Zheng deliberately gazed at me: "Yanyan, are you feeling sorry for him?"
I was stunned.
Wu Zheng suddenly erupted in anger, gripping my neck and pinning me against the wall. "Tell me, do you love him more or do you love me more?"
I struggled to breathe.
Wu Zheng's strength was immense; he was nearly frantic.
Chen Wenzhou lay on the ground, barely conscious, yet his gaze remained fixed on me.
I didn't know what he was waiting for.
But I offered him no response.
Despair filled Chen Wenzhou's eyes.
He lay there, unconsciously calling my name: "Yanyan..."
Wu Zheng heard him too.
He lifted his foot and stomped down hard on Chen Wenzhou's head.
Chen Wenzhou collapsed.
Silently.
His lips continued to move: "Yanyan..."
I sighed inwardly.
Chen Wenzhou, it's time to go.
In the next life, don't commit evil again.
Finally, Chen Wenzhou lay still.
I looked at Chen Wenzhou's lifeless body with an expressionless face, my demeanor calm.
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