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On the taxi back from the airport, Tang Sijia clearly noticed the change in Shi Chuan.

He sat beside her, holding her hand with his fingers clasped together, staring at her intently, with a dazed look.

The taxi driver looked at the back seat several times through the rearview mirror, and every time his eyes met Shi Chuan's face, there would always be a bit of regret in his eyes, "He looks beautiful, but why is he a fool?"

Tang Sijia met the driver's gaze, her ears were slightly hot, and she squeezed Shi Chuan's hand.

The latter reacted belatedly, but he didn't expect that his strength was even greater.

No one understood the ecstasy in Shi Chuan's heart at this time. He

was not happy about the change of his identity, but happy about her choice.

The scene that he had imagined of Tang Sijia and Song Xiuren hugging and parting at the airport actually happened to her and him.

It was like a dream.

Does this mean that she actually has a place for him in her heart?

Shi Chuan looked at Tang Sijia again, wanting to calm down and see her heart clearly.

But the moment his eyes met hers, his heart began to beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

He loved her so deeply.

Tang Sijia met Shi Chuan's burning gaze, but he could not care and simply turned a blind eye.

Until the taxi stopped at the gate of the community, Tang Sijia pulled the dazed Shi Chuan towards home.

Along the way, Shi Chuan let her pull him like this until they walked into the room. The moment the door closed, she heard someone behind her gently call her: "Sister."

The moment Tang Sijia turned her head, her lips were kissed hard. It

was extremely ambiguous and lingering.

In the haze, Tang Sijia seemed to taste the saltiness of tears. She wanted to open her eyes, but her beautiful fingers covered her eyes, and a slightly rapid panting sounded in her ears: "Don't look."

"I'm ugly now."

He was afraid that she would not want to choose him if she saw his embarrassment.

Tang Sijia was stunned, blinked her eyelashes, and swept across Shi Chuan's palm.

Shi Chuan's body was stiff. After a moment, he gently moved his hand away and kissed her eyes.

Tang Sijia's eyelids trembled twice, and she slowly opened her eyes.

In front of her was a young man with red eyes, looking at her with a gentle and burning look: "We..."

"No." Tang Sijia seemed to guess what he said, and simply refused, "I only asked for half a day off, and I have to go to the company in the afternoon."

Shi Chuan's eyes dimmed, and his mood became depressed: "Then let me help you, okay?"

He said, gently kissing her lips, chin, collarbone, buried in her collar and rubbed, pleasing her: "Use what you like..."

The slender fingers fell on her back and moved down along the spine a little bit.

Tang Sijia was startled, and then reacted: "Shi Chuan!"

She pulled his hand down in anger and took a half step back: "William said you have a meeting, you, go to the company!"

Shi Chuan looked at the empty arms, then looked at her misty eyes, and responded in disappointment.

The phone rang, and William sent several messages, all of which were accusing him of treating the company as a joke.

Shi Chuan glanced at it and replied: [Thanks. ]

The other party soon sent a question mark.

Shi Chuan did not reply this time, but just stood at the door of the bathroom, looking at the woman who was sorting clothes in the bathroom, his lips unconsciously curved.

After this day, the relationship between them seemed to become much closer.

At least Shi Chuan felt so.

For many days and nights, they were in bed, releasing their love to each other to their heart's content. In the unrestrained night, at a certain moment when sweat beads were lingering on the sheets, they would always hug each other tightly.

When a certain moment came, he would always have the illusion that "she was in love with him too."

Countless times, he kissed the place where the tattoo on her shoulder used to be, trying to smooth out the subtle scars.

However, just like the past injuries will not disappear, this scar will always exist.

What made Shi Chuan feel fortunate was that as the days passed, she gradually began to take the initiative to share with him some interesting little things she encountered in her work and life, just like before.

Occasionally, they would drive to other cities to play on weekends, or just hold hands together and walk in unfamiliar city streets, feeling the sunset glow and the smell of fireworks in late winter. In

early April, Shi Chuan signed a new energy multinational order and officially won the official artificial intelligence project.

After learning about it, Tang Sijia specifically said that she wanted to celebrate for him.

So, from the moment he heard her say this, he was already looking forward to the arrival of the evening.

*

Tang Sijia didn't expect that when he bought the ingredients and went home, he would meet the familiar Hongqi car at the gate of the community.

The car window slowly lowered, revealing Jiang Huaian's cold face with vicissitudes of life. He looked at the ingredients in her hand without much warmth: "Miss Tang, is it convenient to talk?"

Tang Sijia thought about it. Shi Chuan had to sign a contract tonight and would be back in about three hours, so he got in the car.

In the spacious back seat, Jiang Huaian's expression was as indifferent and superior as always, but this time there was a hint of something difficult to discern.

"Ms. Tang did a great job." Jiang Huaian said in a very light tone, "Shi Chuan really lifted Han Si to a new height."

"I didn't do anything, it's his own credit." Tang Sijia said calmly.

"Miss Tang is too modest." Jiang Huaian said, taking out a check from the safe beside him, "This is 50 million US dollars, the compensation that Miss Tang deserves."

Tang Sijia's expression changed slightly, he looked at the check, and then looked at Jiang Huaian's indifferent expression: "Where did you take the check? Mr. Jiang wants me to leave Shi Chuan?"

"Of course not," Jiang Huaian smiled, "Shi Chuan inherited his emotional outlook from his mother, which is difficult to change."

"I want a perfect heir, so I have to accept the defects in his genes. Therefore, instead of forcing Miss Tang to leave, I hope that Miss Tang, as the person who makes up for his defects, can stabilize him. Even if Miss Tang wants to leave in the future, she must choose a safe way that will make him never ignore Han Si again and end this relationship."

Jiang Huaian knew very well that Shi Chuan was like a sharp knife, sharp and cold.

For Han Si, his other children, including himself, can become the whetstone for sharpening Shi Chuan.

But a knife is not enough with a whetstone, it also needs a scabbard, so that he can hide his edge at the right time.

Tang Sijia is someone who can easily restrain Shichuan.

She doesn't even need to say much, just one order can make him bow down obediently.

Tang Sijia listened to Jiang Huaian saying "Hansi" all the time, and even called Shichuan a "defective person", and she felt a little annoyed inexplicably: "Mr. Jiang, after Shichuan's accident, you seem to be worried about Hansi all the time, and you keep talking about Hansi."

"Have you ever thought that if Shi Chuan had really 'succeeded' last time, you would have lost not only an heir, but also your child?"

Jiang Huaian seemed to have never expected that she would ask him back such a meaningless question: "I said, I only care about Hansi."

Tang Sijia was stunned and looked at him: "When Shi Chuan was ten years old, his mother scratched his wrist to force you to show up. Did you know?"

Jiang Huaian frowned: "So what if you know?"

"This is the negative impact of his mother's wrong view of love, and I asked the doctor to save him."

Tang Sijia looked at Jiang Huaian quietly for a long time, and she was suddenly no longer angry: "Mr. Jiang, you are so pitiful."

She said this in a tone as calm as water.

Jiang Huaian, who had always been calm, changed his expression because of her words. He raised his head and stared at her angrily: "What does Miss Tang mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything," Tang Sijia shook her head, "You may not care, but I think I'll tell you."

"Shi Chuan's mother called not long ago and said she was going back to England and would never come back."

She always remembered that Shi Chuan had a nightmare that night. Although the injury on his wrist had healed long ago, he kept saying in his dream: It hurts.

She held his wrist, thinking that he had injured his wrist bone before and the old injury had recurred. It

wasn't until he said "Why did you hurt me" that she realized that he dreamed of the "nightmare" when his parents joined forces to abuse him when he was ten years old.

After saying the last sentence, Tang Sijia ignored Jiang Huaian's trance, opened the car door and got out of the car.

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley near the community, and Tang Sijia walked for five minutes and returned home.

To her surprise, Shi Chuan had already returned, standing quietly in front of the bed on the balcony, his back looking at the early spring scenery outside the window in silence.

He turned around when he heard the door open, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "Sister."

He called her, and then took the ingredients.

"What happened?" Tang Sijia looked at his face and asked worriedly.

Shi Chuan's lips moved, and he wanted to say something several times, but finally shook his head.

It was agreed that he would cook for Shi Chuan tonight to celebrate, but later, the kitchen utensils were quietly taken over by Shi Chuan at some point.

Shi Chuan was particularly crazy that night, not only in the bedroom, but also in the misty bathroom, and on the transparent glass door, the shadows of the two were reflected.

At the last moment, he asked hoarsely: "Do you like it?"

Tang Sijia's voice was shattered. At such a moment, lies had no meaning.

"I like it." She said.

A dazzling white flashed by, and Shi Chuan hugged her tightly, and ambiguous gasps rang in her ears.

He deceived himself into thinking that he was willing to take this "like" as her response to his feelings.

*

After this day, Tang Sijia found that Shi Chuan seemed to have changed.

Some time ago, he smiled every day, and even at certain moments, he always liked to hug her and say something like "I feel happy".

But recently, his face became paler every day, and the whole person was like a gradually withering ice flower, giving people a feeling that the vitality was slowly draining away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She asked him what happened, and he always shook his head.

He began to go home early every day, and Tang Sijia would be greeted with an airtight hug every time she entered the house.

Even every night, he always tried his best, as if every time he did it as the last intimacy.

One night, Tang Sijia fell asleep exhausted, and was awakened by thirst in a half-awake state, with no one beside her.

She walked barefoot to the living room, and then saw his back standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, bleak and fragile, and shaky.

It seemed that he would fall down in the next second.

Tang Sijia was frightened by her own thoughts and called his name.

Shi Chuan turned around, and in an instant, he gathered all his negative emotions, walked up to her, and when he saw her bare feet, he naturally took out slippers, squatted down to put them on for her, and then got some water, watched her drink it, and then hugged her to sleep.

This situation lasted for nearly ten days.

At noon that day, when Tang Sijia went to Shi Chuan's house to pick up a document that was left there, she accidentally saw the medicine on the coffee table.

It was a box of sleeping pills.

Tang Sijia looked at the medicine, dazed, her fingers a little cold, and after a long time, she called William.

The call was quickly connected, and William's voice, which was slightly tired, came: "Ms. Tang, if you and Shi Chuan have had enough of each other's world, let him go back to the company. I can't stand it anymore."

Tang Sijia was stunned: "Is Shi Chuan not in the company?"

"He hasn't been here for more than a week..." William didn't finish his words, and he realized something, "He told you that he came to the company?"

Tang Sijia frowned and stared at the sleeping pills in her hand.

Shi Chuan didn't tell her clearly that he went to the company. She occasionally asked him if he was busy at work, but he always evaded her with a few vague words.

"He told me that he wanted to spend time with you during this period, so I didn't doubt it." William's voice sounded.

Tang Sijia's thoughts suddenly became messy.

Was Shi Chuan not in the company during this period? But why did he tell William that he was spending time with her?

"Has anything strange happened recently?" William asked tentatively.

Tang Sijia's eyes moved, and she was about to deny it, but she thought of something the next second.

On the day when Shi Chuan started to act strange, she met Jiang Huaian.

Did he see it?

"I think... I know." Tang Sijia murmured.

"I just called him, but the call didn't go through." William said.

"Yeah." Tang Sijia responded, thanked him and hung up the phone.

Looking at the documents in her hand, Tang Sijia took a breath, asked a runner to deliver them to the company, called Vice President Sun again, asked for half a day off, and got in a taxi.

When the driver asked her where she was going, she said, "Xinyue Community."

*

One hour later.

The taxi stopped at the gate of Xinyue Community.

Tang Sijia looked at the familiar simple residential building in front of her, her eyes a little dazed.

She stood at the door, looking at the familiar grass and trees here, and the occasional stray cats that ran away, and walked into the innermost residential building for a long time.

It was obviously daytime, but the corridor was extremely dim, and the weak light of the voice-controlled lights could not illuminate it.

Tang Sijia walked up to the sixth floor step by step, looked at the closed door, and took out the key that Shi Chuan had given her before.

At that time, she asked him what one of the keys was for?

He didn't answer.

He inserted the key into the lock and turned it gently.

The door unlocked with a click.

Tang Sijia stood at the door, stunned for a moment, and then slowly walked into the room.

What he saw was an extremely familiar decoration.

A cramped living room, a patchwork carpet, a small TV, a small space separated by a bed with a phantom veil, and... the familiar black puppy doll on the sofa.

Everything remained the same as it was.

Tang Sijia stared at every space here in a trance, and then walked to the closed bedroom door, holding the door handle and turning it to the right.

The blackout curtains in the bedroom were drawn, and the room was dim, but you could vaguely see the photos on the wall.

The protagonist of the photo was only one person.

Tang Sijia was shocked by this scene, and then she noticed a figure curled up on the ground beside the bed.

The figure also heard the sound of the door opening, looked up at her, and when he saw the touch of color in the gray, the boy's eyes were obviously stunned and flustered.

"Shichuan." Tang Sijia called his name softly.

Maybe her voice was too gentle, and it easily soothed his restless emotions, and he gradually calmed down.

Tang Sijia walked up to him, her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. She squatted down, looked at the boy sitting on the floor next to the bed, and asked directly: "You saw me and your father that day, right?"

Shi Chuan's eyelashes trembled.

Tang Sijia knew that she guessed right: "Do you think that I accepted you because of your father's coercion and inducement?"

Shi Chuan's pupils trembled.

That day, after he heard the good news that she was going to celebrate her success, he couldn't wait until the evening to sign the contract and go home, so he moved up the signing time and arrived home early.

But when he went downstairs to pick her up, he saw the scene of Jiang Huaian talking to her.

So, the past scenes became lines in his mind: she suddenly accepted him; she hoped that he could cheer up and manage Hansi well; she always asked him to work hard...

Only one person had only Hansi in his mind.

Jiang Huaian.

And the contract he successfully signed and the beautiful dream she wanted to celebrate for him seemed to be a death warrant urging her to leave him.

So, he just wanted to escape.

If you avoid her for one day, you can have her for one more day.

Seeing him like this, Tang Sijia knew that she had guessed right.

She gently pulled up his hand, looking at those slender and beautiful fingers, and the next second, she bit hard on his index and middle fingers.

Shi Chuan's fingertips trembled, but he did not avoid it, just let her bite him.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Tang Sijia asked unhappily.

Shi Chuan shook his head and said quietly: "If you give it to me, it won't hurt."

Tang Sijia was silent suddenly. The next second, she sat side by side with him on the bed and glanced at the photos. Even though she accepted his paranoia, she still felt a little uncomfortable. She retracted her gaze and tried not to pay attention to those things: "I did promise your father at the beginning, so I decided to give us a chance."

Shi Chuan lowered his eyes.

"But later, I also took your efforts in my heart, watched you help me overcome the negative reaction of physiological vomiting, watched you lower your bottom line for me again and again," Tang Sijia leaned against the bed and looked forward, "Shichuan, you once said that you hope to bring me a sense of security." "

In fact, you succeeded."

"Sister Wang said something to me. She said that everyone wants a lover who can't be driven away no matter how hard you try. This is the secret to a long-term relationship," Tang Sijia smiled, "I think I am also selfish."

She also hopes that there is someone who can stay by her side without hesitation.

Even if she can't say the three words "I love you" to him, even if she is just one of the millions of ordinary people in this world.

Shichuan gradually heard the meaning of her words and turned his head to look at her seriously.

Tang Sijia met his gaze: "I didn't make any promises to your father that 'I will leave if you cheer up', from the beginning."

Even though she thought so at first, she never mentioned it to anyone.

Now, she is actually glad that she didn't mention it at that time.

"You... won't leave?" Shichuan asked hesitantly.

Tang Sijia looked back into his eyes and nodded solemnly.

Shi Chuan's eyes suddenly turned red.

Tang Sijia looked at the change in his expression and smiled: "So, you thought I was going to leave you, that's why you've been acting so abnormally recently?"

Shi Chuan paused, took her hand and held it in his palm: "I want you to see the excellent me, I want your body to remember me, even if there is only a little advantage that can keep you, I want to try it."

Whether it's body or soul.

Tang Sijia was shocked by his meticulous tone, and after a long time he asked: "Don't you want to ask me why I came to you?"

Shi Chuan's eyes revealed a bit of panic, and he was silent for a few minutes before he mustered up the courage to ask: "Why did you come to me?"

Tang Sijia said quietly: "Because I like you."

"Shi Chuan, I think I like you."

Shi Chuan looked at her blankly, and before he became more embarrassed, he hugged her tightly.

"Thank you," he said almost gratefully, "Thank you for still liking me like this."

"That's enough, really, that's enough."

"I love you," he said at last, "very much, very much."

She was the antidote to his paranoia, the landing strip of love, the eternal anchor in his life.

*

It was already night when I left this narrow room.

The night was dark, and the corridor was also dark.

Just like when I first saw her, I could faintly hear the barking of dogs in the distance and the laughter of the neighbor's children downstairs.

Tang Sijia thought of something: "From now on, don't keep things in your heart."

Shi Chuan looked at her intently: "Okay."

"Don't hurt yourself."

"Okay."

"Don't take pictures of me anymore."

"..." This time, Shi Chuan fell silent. Seeing Tang Sijia coming towards him, he reluctantly said, "Okay." "

Also," Tang Sijia paused, "Don't take those sleeping pills anymore."

Shi Chuan looked at her, smiled with curved lips, and raised their clasped hands: "You are back to me, so you don't need it anymore."

Tang Sijia thought about it carefully, and couldn't think of anything else for the time being. She retracted her gaze and walked downstairs: "Go home."

Shi Chuan followed her footsteps, his eyes more gentle than ever.

He looked at their hands.

Just like when they first met, he held her hand.

And this time, she held his hand.

Go home.

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