Cheng Sheng was taken aback for a moment before reacting, "You became the third party?"
Xie Yan's face turned pale as she bit her lip, "I guess so."
Cheng Sheng frowned, "What were you thinking?"
Xie Yan let out a bitter laugh, "I don't know either."
"At that time, Mengxi seemed to have some kind of magic, constantly drawing me in."
"I knew he had a girlfriend, but I couldn't help wanting to be with him."
"When he came to find me, I didn't hesitate and went to bed with him."
At this point, Xie Yan's eyes reddened, her voice trembling,
"That night, we tossed and turned for a long time."
"We only fell asleep when it was almost dawn."
"But the next morning, before Mengxi woke up, someone barged in."
"It was Mengxi's girlfriend."
"She saw Mengxi and was stunned for a moment before screaming."
"She questioned Mengxi frantically about why he betrayed her."
"Mengxi sat on the edge of the bed, silent for a long time, then said one word: 'Unloved.'"
The autumn sky changed suddenly.
It had been clear just moments ago, but now dark clouds loomed.
The cold wind cut like a knife against their faces.
Xie Yan cried for a long time until her throat was hoarse before gradually stopping.
Cheng Sheng took her home, and neither of them spoke along the way.
Xie Yan fell into a drowsy sleep, dreaming of her entanglement with Mengxi.
But suddenly, a sharp knife stabbed into her chest.
She jolted awake, gasping in pain.
She breathed heavily, her body drenched in cold sweat.
Turning her head, she was momentarily stunned when she saw the person sitting by the bed.
Mengxi sat at the bedside, blowing smoke rings.
Xie Yan suddenly sat up, looking at him in disbelief, "What are you doing here?"
Mengxi raised an eyebrow, tossing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and sneered, "Did you see my injuries?"
Of course, she had seen them, but that wasn't what she wanted to ask.
Mengxi didn't care and continued, "Cheng Sheng did this."
Xie Yan froze for a moment, "He..."
Mengxi chuckled lightly, "He cares about you."
Xie Yan's face turned pale, and she fell silent.
Mengxi continued, "Three years ago, Cheng Sheng liked you."
Xie Yan shot her head up, "What did you say?"
Mengxi looked at her and laughed lightly, "You didn't know?"
Xie Yan's face went even paler as she shook her head.
Mengxi stared at her for a long time before suddenly laughing out loud, "Well, if you had known, you definitely wouldn't have been with me."
Xie Yan's face grew even whiter; she bit her lip but couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"
Mengxi raised an eyebrow, "It means nothing."
Xie Yan wanted to ask again, but Mengxi had already stood up, preparing to leave.
Xie Yan hurriedly got out of bed and blocked his way.
Mengxi looked at her, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
"Do you have something to say to me?"
Xie Yan bit her lip, took a deep breath, and said coldly,
"Why are you telling me this?"
Mengxi chuckled lightly, "I just wanted you to know."
Xie Yan was confused.
Mengxi remained silent for a long time before speaking solemnly,
"Cheng Sheng likes you, but you're with me."
"He saw that scene and ran off to America."
"Now he's back and can support you."
Xie Yan felt tears streaming down her face.
Mengxi looked at her, a complex expression in his eyes,
reaching out to slowly wipe away her tears.
But the moment his fingertips touched her eyes, she suddenly felt a sharp pain.
The pain made her tremble all over, struggling to breathe.
She covered her eyes and cried out in anguish.
Mengxi withdrew his hand and looked at her, "Does it hurt?"
Xie Yan covered her eyes, tears continuously flowing through her fingers.
Mengxi chuckled lightly, "This is the price you pay for provoking me."
Xie Yan was stunned; she looked at Mengxi through her fingers,
her vision blurred.
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