novelraw Chapter 0137 I Want to Leave
Chapter 0137 I Want to Leave
The next morning.
The balcony of the apartment.
The autumn wind carried a chill, but the sun shone brightly today, casting a golden glow across the entire terrace.
The bird that Wen Ning once painted on the canvas has long since disappeared.
Only an empty sky remained.
Wen Ning stood by the railing.
She was wearing a thick white sweater, arms crossed, staring blankly at the distant Weiming Lake.
The wind tousled her hair, but she didn't reach out to fix it.
She exuded an ethereal quality, as if she could vanish with the wind at any moment.
Footsteps sounded behind me.
It was very light, even with a deliberate restraint.
"Breakfast is ready."
Jiang Ci walked over carrying a tray.
It was a bowl of steaming hot red date and lotus seed porridge, along with several delicate side dishes.
He stopped a step behind her.
I dare not get too close.
I was afraid of disturbing her.
"Have some."
His voice was hoarse and ingratiating.
"It's what you like."
Wen Ning did not turn around.
He didn't take the bowl of porridge.
She was still looking into the distance.
His eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool.
"Jiang Ci."
She spoke.
His tone was very casual, as if he were commenting on how nice the weather was today.
"I wanna go."
"Clang!"
A soft sound.
The tray in Jiang Ci's hand wobbled slightly.
Most of the porridge spilled out, and the scalding soup poured onto the back of his hand, instantly turning it red.
But he seemed completely oblivious.
He stared intently at her retreating figure.
The pupils contracted violently.
Want to go?
Are they leaving again?
That deep-seated fear of abandonment instantly swept over my entire body.
My instinctive possessiveness wanted to rise, I wanted to say "no" fiercely like before, I wanted to lock her up, I wanted to threaten her.
but.
The words were on the tip of my tongue.
But it seemed as if something was blocking it.
In my mind.
The diary in that old phone, the sleep-talking phrase "Don't hurt Aci," was like a sharp knife pressed against his throat.
You're an idiot.
You are an ungrateful sinner.
What right do you have to say "no"?
Jiang Ci's hands trembled.
He placed the tray on the small round table next to him.
Stiff movements.
"Walk……?"
He managed to make a sound.
"Where to?"
"Anywhere is fine."
Wen Ning turned around.
She looked at him.
There was no love or hatred in his eyes, only a weary look of having seen through everything.
"As long as it's not here."
"As long as... I'm not by your side."
Jiang Ci felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
Blood was everywhere.
Why?
He took a step forward, wanting to grab her hand, but stopped abruptly when he saw her instinctively back away.
"Is it because... I haven't been treating you well these past few days?"
"Is it because I forced you to eat bitter melon? Is it because I put handcuffs on you?"
"I know I was wrong... Ningning, I really know I was wrong..."
His eyes were red-rimmed.
Like a child who has done something wrong and is afraid of being abandoned.
"I'll change it."
"I will never force you again."
"You can do whatever you want, go wherever you want... just don't leave..."
Wen Ning looked at his humble appearance.
shook his head.
"Jiang Ci."
"It's not because of those things."
She took a deep breath.
He uttered the cruelest, yet most lucid, statement.
"I was sorry to you three years ago."
"Although I had my reasons, I did hurt you."
"So for the past month, you've taken revenge on me, tormented me, and humiliated me."
"I admit it."
"I feel like I owe you this."
"I am atoning for my sins."
She raised her hand.
I touched my wrist, the one that had once been marked with red welts from being strangled.
"But now."
"I think... that's enough."
"I've paid off all those debts."
"My dignity, my freedom, and my body... you've trampled them all under your feet."
"I crave love, but I yearn for freedom even more."
She looked into his eyes.
His tone was heartbreakingly calm.
"Jiang Ci."
"Please let me go."
"You should... let yourself go too."
"We're torturing each other like this, it's really exhausting."
enough.
It's all paid off.
Let them go.
Every word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Jiang Ci's heart.
original.
In her heart.
This month has not been about getting back together or getting entangled.
It was just a form of punishment.
A punishment used to atone for the "sins" committed in the past.
He has now been released after serving his sentence.
She's leaving.
Jiang Ci looked at her.
Looking at the resolute determination in her eyes to leave.
he knows.
This time, it's really impossible to keep them.
If he continues to forcibly lock her up here, if he continues to use those dirty methods to coerce her...
She will die.
This flower, which was already withered, will rot completely inside this cage.
How could he bear to part with it?
Knowing the truth, how could he bear to hurt her even a little bit more?
Even if it means tearing out one's own heart.
Even if it means enduring the excruciating pain of losing her again.
He also...
We must let go.
silence.
A long, suffocating silence.
Jiang Ci slowly lowered his head.
His shoulders slumped.
He looked like he had aged ten years in an instant, losing all his energy and spirit.
"it is good."
A hoarse, broken word was squeezed out of his throat.
It smelled of blood.
"I'll let you go."
Wen Ning was taken aback.
She seemed surprised that he agreed so readily.
Jiang Ci raised his head.
Her eyes were bloodshot, but she forced a smile that looked worse than crying.
"but."
"Let me take you."
"It's hard to get a taxi here."
"and……"
He looked at her thin clothes.
"It's cold outside."
"The last time."
"Let me see you off."
Wen Ning looked at him.
Looking at this once arrogant man, now humbled to the dust.
She nodded.
"it is good."
Turn around.
Go back inside and pack your things.
There's really not much to tidy up.
She didn't touch any of those expensive clothes or jewelry.
She only picked up her old schoolbag, packed a few changes of clothes, and the easel.
Jiang Ci stood on the balcony.
I watched her back as she walked away.
The wind blew by.
He blew away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.
It's okay.
He said to himself.
Letting you go is so that you can live.
It's so that you won't be afraid of me anymore.
But Wen Ning.
I will not give up.
As long as you are alive, as long as I am alive.
I will definitely...
I'll win you back.
With my life.
Go and piece together all that shattered love, one piece at a time.