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"What are you talking about?" My aunt finished her tasks in the kitchen, gently clapped her hands, took off her apron and set it aside, then gracefully returned to the sofa. "Xiao Fan, you should go rest for a while. The doctor said you shouldn't sit for too long. Go upstairs and rest a bit; I'll call you down when it's time to eat. I need to talk to Zhang Yun about something."
After my aunt mentioned it, I realized my lower back was a bit sore and uncomfortable. I nodded and headed back to my room.
Watching me go upstairs, Zhang Yun let out a sigh of relief, turning her head with a dazed expression, her gaze landing on my aunt. Her lips trembled as she said, "Auntie, what happened to Xingxing? I can't believe what I just saw; is this still the friend I used to know?" Her voice carried a hint of confusion and shock, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the earlier scene.
My aunt sighed silently, her eyes revealing a trace of helplessness and sadness. She gently patted Zhang Yun's shoulder, signaling her to sit down, and then began recounting the entire situation. Every detail, every word felt like a sharp sword piercing Zhang Yun's heart.
The living room was eerily silent, with only my aunt's low and hoarse voice echoing in the air. Zhang Yun sat quietly on the sofa, leaning slightly forward, her hands clenched into fists with her nails digging deeply into her palms. Her eyes gradually filled with tears as she struggled to maintain her composure, but inside she was already in turmoil.
Zhang Yun felt as if her world had collapsed in an instant. She couldn't accept this reality. At that moment, her heart was filled with pain, confusion, and helplessness. She didn't know how to describe the complex emotions swirling within her; it felt like a thousand needles were stabbing at her heart simultaneously.
"That bastard Mr. Shen!" Zhang Yun cursed fiercely. "No wonder he wanted to move Chengxing to the capital; no wonder he gave the chairman position to Haifeng; no wonder he wanted to split the shares! It turns out he did something like this!"
"What did you say? He let go of Chengxing?" My aunt looked at Zhang Yun in shock.
"Yes, Auntie. I found it strange when I heard Haifeng mention it and thought I should ask Xingxing what happened. I didn't expect things had already spiraled out of control." Zhang Yun slumped her shoulders in defeat and sat back on the sofa.
I lay in bed with my eyes tightly shut, my body trembling involuntarily. The curtains in my room were drawn shut, shrouding it in darkness. My thoughts were gradually consumed by fear, as if I had fallen into an endless nightmare. In this dream, I found myself in a dark and eerie forest surrounded by thick fog that obscured the path ahead. I groped my way forward, filled with unease. Suddenly, a gigantic monster appeared before me, baring its teeth and claws with a hideous face that exuded a nauseating aura. I wanted to run away, but my legs felt nailed to the ground.
The monster approached step by step; I could feel its hot breath on my face. Just when I thought I was doomed, the monster suddenly spoke: "Xingxing, you can only stay by my side; I will never let you go!"
"Ah!" I screamed loudly as I woke up from the nightmare, sweat covering my forehead and my heart racing with rapid breaths. Lying in bed, I still felt an overwhelming sense of panic; that terrifying scene kept replaying in my mind, making it impossible for me to escape the shadow of fear.
"Xiao Fan, what's wrong?!" My aunt and Zhang Yun rushed in through the door with worried expressions. Seeing me drenched in sweat and looking terrified, they exchanged glances before quickly wrapping their arms around me tightly from both sides.
As they held me close, I felt warmth spreading throughout my body; I no longer felt as cold as before. As my breathing gradually steadied, my mood began to calm down too, though remnants of fear still lingered. Looking up at the two who were holding me tightly, warmth surged within me.
"Auntie, Zhang Yun, you're holding on too tight... I'm having trouble breathing," I gently pushed against them in an attempt to get them to loosen their grip a bit. Hearing my words, my aunt and Zhang Yun quickly realized their mistake and loosened their hold but continued to look at me with concern as if afraid I'd be frightened again.
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