It was the most terrifying nightmare of her life, the man wearing a baseball cap, his hair semi-long, with a deep scar on his left cheek. He ruthlessly pinned her beneath him.
She pushed him, bit him, but her strength was exhausted, to no avail.
It was the first pain of her body...
But it wasn’t for him...
"I’m sorry." Leng Yan looked at her sorrowful little face, his throat burning: "I was too willful, how I wanted to drink porridge on that day, I’m such a bastard, if I hadn’t had this thought, this wouldn’t have happened. You wouldn’t have been bullied, wouldn’t have left me in such pain..."
He really wanted to punch himself hard, it was all his fault, all of it!
"Don’t blame yourself, I insisted on going, you told me not to go alone, it was I who insisted."
Leng Yan reached out to hit himself hard on the face, but Ji Wei grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest, not letting go, tears flowing uncontrollably: "Yan, don’t hit yourself, it pains my heart!"
She still loved him, she understood. It wasn’t just because he was the Second Young Master of the Leng Family...
"I don’t know how to make it up to you." Leng Yan wiped her tears, his eyes red: "I ruined you, I now clearly know what you want, but I can’t give it to you."
What she wanted was him, was his heart.
He knew, but he couldn’t give it.
He had a wife, and he loved his current wife. Even if it had been a little earlier, he could have given Ji Wei what she wanted, but it was too late...
"Don’t think too much about it, just stay with me. Yan, I don’t dare to hope you’ll want me again. But I’m scared that I’ll have nightmares when I close my eyes..." Ji Wei grimaced in pain: "Sometimes, I feel like I can’t go on living..."
"Don’t talk nonsense!" Leng Yan immediately stopped her from speaking further.
He looked down at her wrist, now bandaged by Uncle Wang. But when he looked there, he could still imagine the bloody mess. Thinking of that day, when she lay in the bathroom, blood mixed with water, overflowing from the bathtub, spreading all over the floor.
"Close your eyes and get some good sleep, I’ll have someone deal with Zhou Boliang." Leng Yan clenched his fist, gritting his teeth as he mentioned the name. If not for saving Ji Wei quickly that day, Zhou Boliang would have been beaten to a point worse than death.
"Don’t worry, I won’t let him go!"
She lay down, obediently listening to him. Just like when they were still in love, once when she wasn’t feeling well, he, usually frugal, bought a lot of delicious food. But to eat, there was one condition: she had to sleep obediently.
Leng Yan pinched his brow, he’d been thinking a lot today.
Taking out his phone, Ji Wei’s eyes reopened, looking at him: "Are you going to call her?"
Leng Yan nodded: "It’s too late."
"Let her come here too, maybe if you’re alone, she’ll..."
Her pale lips curled into a smile, bitter enough to make one’s heart ache: "Misunderstand. But I’m really scared. So, I’m sorry..."
"Have a good sleep." Leng Yan patted her hand, stood up, walked out, and stood in the corridor to call Wen Nuan.
He had thought the same just now, he noticed how cautious Wen Nuan was today. He couldn’t reach Xiao Liu and Fan Ming, so he had to stay to take care of her. To avoid misunderstandings, it might be better for Wen Nuan to be with him.
Before he could dial, his phone already rang. Seeing that it was Wen Nuan’s number, he immediately answered, not waiting for the other side to speak, he asked: "Why didn’t you answer the phone earlier, Nuannuan, did you know I was very worried?"
"I know, Nuannuan knows you were very worried."
Tong Xi immediately shouted from the other end of the line, Wen Nuan blushed, pushing her to the side: "Don’t eavesdrop on my call."
"Can’t listen to someone being worried? Hmph, stingy!" Tong Xi stuck out her tongue, laughing quietly as she reminded her: "Tell him you’re not going back today, you’re sleeping with me, letting him have a cold, lonely bed."