The Deepest, Most Repressed Secret (6)

  She would rather see Du Chenxiang being arrogant and carefree, as she initially thought, than hiding all the unknown hardships behind a mask of indifference. She would rather see him living coldly in a happy world than carrying wounds that tell her he's not actually a cold-blooded person.

  At the moment when Lucy thought that Duan Chenliang's frankness to her meant he had already regarded himself as a friend, she never expected that in the next second, Duan Chenliang would look at her coldly and say: "Put away your sympathy, we will never be the same."

  Lucy Yang was somewhat taken aback by Duan Chenliang's sudden coldness, her legs involuntarily weakening for a moment, almost unable to stand steady. Her eyebrows furrowed tightly, she opened and closed her mouth, but didn't know what to say. After being stunned for a while, Lucy Yang suddenly curled up the corners of her mouth, a self-mocking and disdainful smile slowly rippling out from the corners of her mouth.

  Their relationship is like two people playing tug-of-war with a rubber band. When they get tired, they stop pulling and the two of them move closer together. But when it comes to the crucial moment, the other person regains their strength and can't help but pull the rubber band to the breaking point.

  Bai Mo is right, why be so infatuated with someone?

  Why are you still trying to please someone who doesn't like you? She's not without self-respect, she's not without shame, and she's not so strong that she can withstand any blow. She will also feel pain and be heartbroken, but does anyone care about that?

  Duan Chenliang, would you care? You never cared. Lucy Yang clenched her fists even harder, perhaps it was time to put an end to the seven-year unrequited love. Even if this ending wasn't perfect at all.

  "Lucy Yang took a deep breath, put away her heartache for Duan Chenliang, and asked without looking at him, 'Is it necessary to do so?'"

  A rabbit, when cornered, will bite; and Lucy Yang was like a rabbit that bites at this moment. Her eyes, normally calm, were filled with the ashes of burnt-out passion, her expression colder than ever before.

  Duan Chenliang seemed to be taken aback by Lucy's reaction as well, but this was clearly the result he had wanted. So why did seeing her like this still fill him with an inexplicable sense of sadness?

  Lucy Yang saw Duan Chenliang standing not far away, and she didn't speak for a long time. She took another deep breath, the cold air filling her lungs made her sober up a lot, but the chill of the cold air still made her heart sink even more hopelessly. She no longer planned to get entangled with Duan Chenliang, nor was she the kind of person who would cling to someone shamelessly. It's just that there were some things she still wanted to know.

  "I just want to know, is the scar on Lin Yishu's face left by you?" Lucy Yang's expression was serious, but not that kind of aggressive seriousness, it was more like she was calculating a math problem.

  Duan Chenliang did not deny it, his clear words pierced into Lucas's heart like a needle: "Yes."

  "Why do you have to do this?" Lucas found himself starting to defend him again in his heart, even though he had been hurt so many times, his heart was still towards him. "They all say that you did it on purpose, but it's not like that, is it?"

  In the last moment, Lucy Yang still held onto hope, expecting everything to go smoothly according to her own will, just like struggling on the brink of death, even if it meant exhausting all her life's energy to survive. Anyway, either way was death.

  Lu Xiangyang thought, "Until I reach the Yellow River, my heart will not die. Until I see a coffin, I won't shed tears." It's probably like that.