She was tired. In that greed and persistence towards Sheng Jianan, all her patience and resilience were exhausted, and she didn’t want to go through it again.
Sheng Jianan had her in his heart, but wasn’t there still soone else in his heart too?
As for love, she didn’t want it anymore, especially when it was an incomplete love.
The events from three years ago surged in like a tide: Mr. Sheng’s accident, her mother’s tragic death, the Tang Family’s cruelty, the Sheng Family’s indifference. Experiencing these things once in a lifeti was more than enough.
Su Anle lay down in her clothes, curling up into a ball. The dawn was breaking, the sky turning pale, and a slight sound ca from the door lock.
Su Anle hadn’t slept, and her back tensed involuntarily at the faint noise.
The man’s footsteps were light, but the room was so quiet that so sounds could still be heard. It wasn’t until the other side of the bed sagged and a body with a hint of alcohol and smoke scent ca close that Su Anle finally moved a little.
"So, you weren’t asleep either."
Sheng Jianan’s deep voice ca, but Su Anle didn’t move.
The man’s hand circled around her waist, his head resting against her back. In the silent room, only their breathing could be heard.
After a long ti, Sheng Jianan spoke: "Yanqi, you said you’ve changed your na, you said Tang Yanqi is dead, you are Su Anle, fine then, Su Anle it is. Let’s start over, starting over under the na of Su Anle. If you’re not happy, I’ll change my na too. Whatever you like, I’ll be called that, okay?"
Su Anle’s entire body tensed, her brows furrowed slightly, but she couldn’t help but sneer inside. She’s soone who has died once, thus decided to change everything and start anew. Did he really think that just by changing a na, everything from the past could be treated as if it never existed, forgotten, and started over?
"I know I have many flaws, I can’t cook, I can’t cheer people up, I used to bully you all the ti, childish, and I had a bad temper, I’ll change. Whatever you don’t like, I’ll change, okay? Let’s start over, I promise I’ll change. What I can’t do, I’ll learn. Don’t leave, don’t leave again, please?"
The pleading voice, with a touch of childish coquetry, softened the heart to a pulp, making it impossible to utter a word of refusal.
Is this really Sheng Jianan?
Su Anle exerted a lot of effort to suppress the urge to turn around and see who this person behind her really was.
This isn’t Sheng Jianan, this definitely isn’t Sheng Jianan.
Sheng Jianan wouldn’t say such things, Sheng Jianan wouldn’t have such a tone.
Sheng Jianan should be like this —
"When this young master says sothing, it’s final. If you dare say you’re leaving again, I’ll freaking break your legs."
Feeling the hand around her waist tighten a bit, the man’s deep, pleading voice ca again: "Let’s start over, okay? Okay?"
Su Anle opened her mouth; she knew what she should say, but she just couldn’t say it. She should resolutely refuse, but now, how could she say it?
In the end, endless silence replaced the answer. The two just lay there, one entirely tense, the other slightly trembling.
The pale sky was stained with the orange-red of the morning sun. The curtains weren’t drawn last night, and now, golden light spilled across the entire room, sowhat dazzling.
As the sun rose higher and higher, although Su Anle didn’t know the exact ti, she assud it was already late. Today wasn’t a weekend, yet the person behind her showed no sign of getting up.
She sighed lightly, broke free from the embrace, and sat up first.
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