The light by the river dimmed. The night that had lost its light grew even darker. The city had fallen asleep.
Lu Boyan stood in the garden in the sky. There was a red spot of light on his cigarette held between his fingers. The thin smoke wafted up, passing his sight and then disappearing.
Leaving behind the thick smell of smoke.
The last time he smoked had been the night after Su Jianan had been held hostage. She brought soup to visit Jiang Shaokai at the hospital and did not return until it was very late. It was as if she had forgotten that she was married and had a home and a husband.
He had been behind her in the day and had untied her. She rushed toward Jiang Shaokai. He called her name, but she cried for Jiang Shaokai.
Then, he wondered if Shen Yuechuan was right and that the person she liked was Jiang Shaokai.
If so, should he let go?
It seemed that he should. The Jiang Family's background was clean and Jiang Shaokai had sufficient ability to protect her.
Compared to him, Jiang Shaokai was obviously more suitable.
But in his heart, he wanted badly to drag her back from the hospital and imprison her by his side forever. He wanted to make it so that she would only have him in her heart her entire life.
Reason and selfishness battled. He had never felt so irritated. Countless cigarette butts fell in the ashtray in front of him.
Su Jianan asked him what he was thinking after that on the way to the hospital.
What did she want him to say? How was he to tell Su Jianan that he was afraid that her expression would be one of joy and she would leave him without hesitation when he said that he would let her go? He was afraid that he would lose control and strangle her to death.
Or like just now, force her.
If the incident had not happened, he was not certain what he would be doing now.
He had already endured for too long.
The sound of the bathroom door being pulled open could be heard. Lu Boyan snuffed out his cigarette and returned. Su Jianan stood by the bed and looked at him, not knowing what to do. The red marks he had left on her neck earlier were still there.
The fire burned in his lower abdomen again. He looked away into her clear eyes and said, "What happened just now..."
"I've already forgotten it!" Su Jianan interrupted Lu Boyan decisively. She obviously did not want to remember the awkward incident.
"I apologize." He said.
Su Jianan did not say whether she accepted it or not. She lifted the blankets and lay on the bed, turning on her side and facing the wall. Then, she thought about it and placed two pillows in the middle of the bed.
Lu Boyan watched her and a trace of self-mocking flashed in his eyes. He then walked into the study.
Su Jianan only turned around to lie on her back when she could no longer hear his footsteps. She looked at the tightly shut oak doors of the study, closed her eyes and slept.
It was even better than Lu Boyan was not in the room. She did not have to sleep so stiffly then.
She had felt tired long ago. Sleep rushed upon her shortly. She seemed to have fallen asleep, but also seemed to have returned to a few days ago as she slipped in and out of consciousness. She had ended up in the clutches of the perverted killer again.
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A Warm Wedding and A New Bride of Young Master Lu
RomanceSu Jianan was marrying the love of her life. It all seemed picture-perfect, except for a few catches. One, it was a marriage of convenience. Two, she would be divorced after two years. With her well-being under threat, Su Jianan had only one choice...