Gu Shiting’s emotions were about to burst.
He finally understood why she had to endure such grievances, because their relationship was fake.
There was a contract between the two of them.
Gu Jiahui did not draft the contract himself; he had hired a lawyer. And Sheng Tang, after receiving the contract, had also consulted someone.
Just like Gu Shiting said, everything they had done left traces.
He found them.
He didn’t know why he was so angry. If Sheng Tang had truly moved on from the past and found a new relationship, he was ready to give her his blessing.
He could allow his emotions to wither away for a lifetime, watching her happiness from the sidelines.
But that wasn’t how it was.
She wasn’t happy either, she hadn’t even moved on, she was just trapped in another deep pit.
He felt heartache for her, and anger—anger at himself, not at her.
When she needed protection, he wasn’t by her side. Therefore, when she was helpless, she grasped onto Gu Jiahui’s malicious support for dear life.
Sheng Tang wanted to push him away but couldn’t muster the strength, nearly suffocating.
Finding the right angle, she finally shoved him away.
Gu Shiting staggered back from her push.
"You..." she rarely showed panic, "Turn the boat around, I want to go back!"
She turned to leave the cabin.
Gu Shiting hugged her tightly from behind.
His arms, like iron, encased her, making it impossible for Sheng Tang to break free.
Sheng Tang was on the verge of losing control.
"Ting!" She bit her lip, trying to break free again, "Let go!"
Gu Shiting refused to let go.
It’s been six years since they broke up.
Aside from the last time in his small apartment, when he had embraced her while she was drunk, they hadn’t been this close since.
"Tangtang, you said you would come back to me in the future." Gu Shiting’s voice was low, a bit muddled, "You said so!"
"Let go first," Sheng Tang was almost choking up, "What are you doing?"
Gu Shiting didn’t know what he was doing either.
He was just about to be drowned by his emotions, completely lost his mind.
When he learned the truth, he was utterly devastated.
He always hoped for her happiness and thought she had found someone suitable.
Only later did he know, and she was still her. She might have just walked out of the shadow of depression, and yet she was caught in such a false relationship.
She was consuming herself.
"Right now, return to my side, okay?" His lips landed by her ear, "You can hate me! It’s okay, I don’t mind you hating me! As long as you’re still here."
Sheng Tang stopped struggling.
She leaned weakly against his chest, her whole body seemed drained of strength.
She stayed silent.
After a long while, she sighed softly.
This sigh seemed to bring Gu Shiting back to his senses.
His arms gradually loosened.
"You have no right to say that." Sheng Tang turned around, looking into his eyes.
His eyes were already red; the emotional rollercoaster had made him look somewhat disheveled.
"You were the one who made mistakes, not me," Sheng Tang continued.
She should have been strong, but her eyes involuntarily became wet.
Gu Shiting stepped forward again and gently embraced her.