novelraw Is Chapter 93 still worthwhile?
Is Chapter 93 still worthwhile?
Gu Yanshen's hands, hanging at his sides, had his fingertips digging deeply into his palms.
He pried open Lu Xiran's fingers, one by one, from her sleeve.
The movements were very light, as if handling a cold, emotionless official business.
"Because of the Ruijing project," he said, "I got it."
Pry open the first finger.
She grabbed it tightly again.
"And, Zhihe is back by my side."
Pry open the second finger.
She stared blankly at her hands.
"You can't have my children anymore."
Pry open the third finger.
Her fingers were cold. Very cold.
Gu Yanshen did not stop.
He continued to break open the fourth and fifth strands.
Her fingers were soft and weak, as if she had given up struggling.
"so--"
He paused for a moment.
His Adam's apple bobbed violently.
"...Do you still have any value to me?"
The moment the last word was uttered, he released her.
No, it's about shaking off.
That hand that he once held so dearly, that he would gently cup it even while sleeping.
He shook her off.
Lu Xiran lost her balance.
She stumbled backward, her calf hitting the edge of the coffee table, and she fell to the ground.
No sound.
She didn't cry out in pain, she didn't shed a tear. She just sat there on the ground, head tilted back, staring blankly at him.
Like a small animal abandoned by its owner on the way.
I still don't understand what happened.
Gu Yanshen stood there, looking down at him.
His face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to discern any expression.
Only he himself knows.
The hand that had shaken her off was trembling at some unknown frequency.
He put that hand behind his back.
Squeeze it tightly.
The joints made a faint, clicking sound.
"……I see."
She said softly.
She was still clinging to a sliver of hope.
Now, it's gone.
She held onto the coffee table and slowly stood up.
I didn't look at him.
He didn't say anything more.
He simply turned around and, step by step, walked towards that door.
Gu Yanshen stood still.
He watched her retreating figure.
The door opened.
The door is closed.
Gu Yanshen was still standing there.
Gu Yanshen slowly squatted down.
There was a small puddle of water on the ground. It was where her tears had fallen.
He reached out and his fingertips touched the wet patch.
It's cold.
Just like her fingers just now.
He pulled his hand back, clenched it into a fist, and pressed it against his chest.
It hurts there.
It hurts more than ever.
But he couldn't cry out in pain.
This is what he chose.
He pushed her away with his own hands. One finger at a time, he peeled her from his life.
He succeeded.
Gu Yanshen knelt on the ground.
He felt a chill all over his body.
He slowly raised his hand and covered his face.
No sound.
Only his shoulders were trembling violently.
Lu Xiran got into the car with Lin Chen without saying a word.
She didn't cry.
From the moment I got on the bus, I didn't shed a single tear.
She simply stared quietly out the window, like a soulless shell.
When Lu Xiran stood in the entrance hall of Lin Chen's house, she was stunned.
Several suitcases were neatly stacked in the living room. They were her belongings left at Gu Yanshen's house.
Two days.
Just two days.
He meticulously cut off his feelings from the past few months, packed them up, and presented them to her as if dealing with an expired item.
Lu Xiran walked over, squatted down, opened the box, and watched as the memories of the past were sealed away one by one and then discarded.
She still didn't cry.
Lu Xiran arranged all the matters of Yunyuji like a robot.
Lin Chen looked at her.
There was nothing in her eyes.
It wasn't the kind of calm that you force yourself to maintain; it was true... emptiness.
On the third day, she went to mediate the divorce with Gu Yanshen as requested.
He stood in the doorway, impeccably dressed in a suit, his face displaying an indifference she had never seen before. A lawyer stood beside him, holding documents.
Lu Xiran walked over.
She didn't look at him. She simply took the pen from the lawyer and signed her name page by page where it was required.
Lu Xiran.
She had been writing these three words for over twenty years, and never before had she felt like she was signing a contract that had nothing to do with her.
When she signed the last document, her pen paused for a moment.
At the very top of that page were the words: Mediation Agreement.
She stared at those two words for a few seconds.
Then sign your name.
Close the file and hand it back.
He didn't look at Gu Yanshen even once more from beginning to end.
Lu Xiran stopped in her tracks.
Across the street, a woman's profile was visible in Gu Yanshen's black Maybach.
—Song Zhihe.
So that's why they were so eager to get started.
That night, the entire city of Haicheng was in a frenzy of celebration.
The same news dominated the headlines and trending topics—Gu Yanshen and Song Zhihe officially announced their relationship.
The accompanying photo is a picture of Gu Yanshen and Song Zhihe at her wedding.
In the photo, she is wearing a wedding dress and standing next to Gu Yanshen, but in the screenshots, her face is covered by a mosaic, and only the "newlyweds" next to her are marked with a red circle, with the caption "A match made in heaven".
The comments section erupted in celebration.
"I told you long ago, how could that abandoned girl Lu Xiran possibly be worthy of President Gu?"
"From being abandoned by the Lu family to being abandoned by the Gu family, this woman has had a truly tragic life."
"Hilarious! Ling Xue is now the darling of the big boss in Haicheng, and Lu Xiran? She's nothing."
"A substitute is just a substitute. Now that the real person is back, there's no place for her anymore."
Lu Xiran scrolled through them one by one.
His expression was very calm.
It's like watching someone else's story.
Jin Qiqi was trembling with anger, almost smashing her phone: "Are these people sick?! What do they know that they're spouting nonsense?! That bastard Gu Yanshen—"
"Qiqi." Lu Xiran pressed her hand down, "Stop looking."
Jin Qiqi's eyes reddened.
She hugged Lu Xiran tightly.
"Ranran..." Her voice was muffled, "Do you know, my third uncle and aunt have been detained. Things haven't been peaceful in the Gu family lately, and my mother is even hesitant about letting me marry Yan Xu..."
Lu Xiran gently patted her back.
I comforted her like I did when she was a child.
"Kiki," she whispered, "you must be happy."
Jin Qiqi was stunned.
Then she hugged her tighter, her voice trembling, "Ranran, cry...please cry it out, okay? I know you're very sad..."
Lu Xiran did not speak.
She just continued to gently pat Jin Qiqi's back, once, once.
As for herself, her eyes were dry and there was nothing there.
It turns out that when a person is extremely sad, they can't cry.
It turns out the hole in my heart was too big; once the tears went in, they could never overflow.
Lu Xiran began packing her luggage.
She picked out everything related to Gu Yanshen, one by one.
The next day, she and Lin Chen boarded a flight to Switzerland.
Unbeknownst to her, Gu Yanshen sat motionless in the VIP room.
He had been sitting there all day.
He's been sitting here since the moment she boarded the plane.
Watching the flight information screen show the flight to Switzerland change from "boarding" to "departed", and then from "departed" to "arrived".
She finally arrived.
She began living a life without him in another time zone.