Douluo Continent: The Evil-Eyed Dragon God, Many Women, Many Blessings

Chapter 220 We are all pitiful people
Xu Sanshi shrank back, looking at Jiang Nannan's pale face and pained eyes, and suddenly fell silent.

As the night breeze blew, the two stood facing each other, no more than a meter apart, but Xu Sanshi's heart seemed to sink into an abyss.

"Nannan, so much time has passed, and no other girl has been able to enter my heart except for you. That incident was indeed my fault, but I truly love you! Can't you really give me a chance to start over?" Xu Sanshi's voice became even more hoarse.

Upon hearing Xu Sanshi's words, Jiang Nannan's gaze suddenly began to tremble.

Because she truly couldn't forget it. She couldn't forget the anxiety she felt that night, the helplessness and sorrow of selling her body for money, the excruciating pain that followed, and the unparalleled humiliation!

Whether Xu Sanshi acted intentionally or unintentionally, for her, who was just an innocent fourteen-year-old girl at the time, the hurt and pain were enough to be etched deep into the most vulnerable part of her heart, never to disappear. Every time she saw Xu Sanshi, only pain rose in her heart; there was absolutely no possibility of any warmth.

Even after so many years, this feeling has not faded in the slightest. Even though she later believed that Xu Sanshi did not do it on purpose, can the damage that has already been done be easily forgotten by saying "I did not do it on purpose"?

She doesn't know about others, but she really can't do it!

Not only that, but from then on, she also kept her distance from scions of aristocratic families, especially those who were exceptionally handsome. It was precisely for this reason that even though Huo Yuhao was so outstanding, attracting girls like Di Qianqiu, Wang Dong'er, and Xiao Xiao—and even her best friend Tang Ya seemed to have feelings for him—she remained completely unmoved!

It has to be said that the psychological trauma Xu Sanshi inflicted on her back then was indeed quite significant.

"Xu Sanshi, remember this: we can never be together! Never! If you dare to force me, I will kill you and then commit suicide!" Jiang Nannan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, stared intently at Xu Sanshi, and said resolutely.

Xu Sanshi was startled. Kill me, then commit suicide?

Am I really that repulsive to you?

Xu Sanshi felt a chill in his heart. From Jiang Nannan's tone, he knew that there might never be a future between them. Some mistakes, once made, are truly irreversible.

If you haven't experienced someone else's pain, don't presumptuously judge them.

"Okay, I understand. From today onwards, I won't bother you anymore." Xu Sanshi closed his eyes tightly, as if all the strength had left his body, and walked dejectedly towards the stairwell.

He stumbled down the stairs, and suddenly, Xu Sanshi saw a fiery red color at the corner of the stairs.

“Wu Feng? You?” Xu Sanshi exclaimed in surprise.

Wu Feng's expression was unusually strange. He said, "Like Jiang Nannan, I also think I won't need to play tomorrow, so I want to go to the rooftop for some fresh air and see the night view of Xingluo City."

Xu Sanshi was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke up: "You, you heard our conversation just now?"

Wu Feng remained silent for a long time before finally nodding slowly.

Although Xu Sanshi didn't say much, with Wu Feng's intelligence, from Jiang Nannan's reaction and her understanding of some shocking vices in aristocratic circles, she could roughly guess why Jiang Nannan disliked Xu Sanshi so much.

She knew that, in truth, neither side was at fault. Jiang Nannan had acted willingly; it was just a pity that Xu Sanshi's ignorance brought endless pain to that young and helpless girl. If he had entered the right door, Jiang Nannan's hatred for him might not have been so profound, and there might have been room for reconciliation.
Xu Sanshi's eyes were filled with sorrow, and he suddenly pleaded, "Wu Feng, I'm sorry to Jiang Nannan for what happened tonight. I beg you not to tell anyone. I'm willing to grant you any request, even if it means my death."

Seeing the pain and pleading in Xu Sanshi's eyes, Wu Feng suddenly trembled and murmured, "Death? Even if it's impossible for you two, you're willing to go this far for her?"

Xu Sanshi looked back at the sky and said blankly, "The pain was brought to her by me. Besides that, what else can I do to make it up to her?" Looking at this senior who usually liked to act silly but was sometimes domineering on the field, Wu Feng suddenly felt a pang of sympathy. She nodded slowly and said seriously, "Okay, don't worry, I won't tell anyone what I hear tonight."

Xu Sanshi nodded gratefully to her, then walked dejectedly back to his room.

Watching his figure disappear behind the door, Wu Feng suddenly recalled Ning Tian's radiant smile when facing Huo Yuhao, and felt a pang of pain in his heart as he walked towards his own door: "So, we're all the same."

The stairwell fell silent again, but after a short while, another burly figure emerged and slowly made his way to the roof.

Stepping through the small door on the roof, He Caitou subconsciously looked up and asked in surprise, "Jiang Nannan, you can't sleep either?"

Since Xu Sanshi left, Jiang Nannan's originally peaceful heart was disturbed, and the pain of the past resurfaced from the bottom of her heart, until her thoughts were interrupted by this deep voice.

"He Caitou?" Jiang Nannan's voice was also slightly hoarse.

She looked up, and He Caitou noticed her pale face. He paused for a moment, then subconsciously took a few steps forward and asked with concern, "Are you not feeling well? Honestly, if you're not feeling well, go back and get some sleep. Why did you come up to the rooftop to get some fresh air?"

He hesitated for a moment, then took off his coat and draped it over Jiang Nannan's slightly thin and delicate body.

Smelling the metallic scent and slight smell of sweat emanating from the clothes, Jiang Nannan didn't refuse for some reason. Instead, the image of He Caitou shielding her with his body during the match suddenly flashed through her mind.

Looking at He Caitou's burly body and his shiny black head, Jiang Nannan suddenly felt a slight unease: "How did you end up up there?"

He Caitou subconsciously scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "I can't sleep. The semi-finals are tomorrow. Although I don't think I'll have much of a chance to play, the thought of the secret soul tools that other academies might use in the semi-finals makes me very excited and I can't sleep. So I thought I'd come up here to get some fresh air and calm myself down."

"A soul tool?" Jiang Nannan was slightly taken aback, then chuckled softly.

"It's clear that you genuinely love soul tools. Is it because of your family's influence?"

family?
He Caitou suddenly looked up and gazed westward, towards the direction where the Sun Moon Empire was located.

A hint of sadness and complexity unconsciously appeared in his eyes: "Family? My family members have all passed away."

Jiang Nannan was taken aback, then apologized, "I'm sorry, I brought up something that upset you."

He Caitou slowly shook his head. So many years have passed, how come those memories that he had almost forgotten suddenly resurfaced?

Sensing the loneliness emanating from this large man, Jiang Nannan's heart suddenly calmed down for some reason.

In the cool night breeze, the two stared unfocused into the distance, motionless for a long time.

The shadows behind them, however, were stretched longer and closer by the moonlight.
Regardless of how the original work arranges things, I just want to write down my own thoughts. When things change, the characters' emotions will inevitably change as well. That's all.

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