The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 735 Confirms It Was Him
It was a foreign song with a somewhat melancholic melody but an exceptionally beautiful tune.

It comes from a romance movie from many years ago.

In the movie, the male and female protagonists are forced to separate due to reality and misunderstandings. They reunite years later, but everything has changed. Their deep love can only burn in their memories and turn into a silent sigh in each passing encounter.

The movie's ending is not happy, just like the theme song, beautiful yet sorrowful.

This song and their story are seven or eight parts similar.

In the time after he left, this song became her almost a constant loop.

Countless sleepless nights, countless mornings spent waking up alone, she listened to this song, letting tears soak her pillow, licking her wounds again and again in the melody.

She knew very well that at that time, Fu Jinshen had not truly disappeared from her life.

He would stop not far from her office building, look into her coffee shop through the glass window, and let his car headlights follow her silently and distantly for a while when she was walking home alone late at night...

He lingered around her like a ghost, watching over all her pain.

She knew all of this, but at that time she was disheartened and didn't want to have any further involvement, so she always pretended not to see it, straightened her back, and went her own way.

At this moment, even though she deliberately hummed this melody that was already etched into her bones, the memories that had been deliberately sealed away, mixed with love, betrayal, heartbreak and countless lonely nights, still surged like a flood, overwhelming her feigned calm.

The initial sweetness, the subsequent arguments, his final choice, the days and nights she endured alone, the initial fear of arriving in this strange world, and now this absurd situation where she might fall into the same trap again...

My eyes quickly became hot and dry, and the tears that had been building up were about to spill over.

She blinked hard a few times to barely suppress the surging tears, leaving only a little moisture at the corner of her eyes.

She suppressed the pain welling up in her chest, refusing to let herself sink into the memories.

She suddenly turned around, as if she had just woken up from a daze, and her gaze "unintentionally" swept towards the direction where Jin Ying had been standing.

Eyes facing each other.

Jin Ying (Fu Jinshen) was still standing in the same spot, but his entire state was completely off.

His usual calm and indifferent expression cracked like ice shattered by a heavy hammer.

His face was slightly pale, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his deep eyes were staring straight at her, filled with intense, unconcealable pain, regret, and a bottomless heartache.

That look was too complex, too intense, far exceeding the limits of what the identity of "Ember Shadow" could possibly evoke in a female humming an unfamiliar tune.

Why should he feel sorry for him?

Bai Wanwan scoffed.

He clearly hadn't expected her to turn around suddenly, and those surging, uncontrollable emotions were caught off guard by her.

He even forgot to look away, staring blankly and painfully at the suspicious wetness at the corner of her eye.

Bai Wanwan suppressed all her emotions, quickly sniffed, raised her hand, and casually wiped the last trace of water from the corner of her eye. Then, she forced a smile at him, which was extremely strained and even showed signs of fragility, as if to cover up her "loss of composure".

"Why...are you still here?"

Her voice had a slight hoarseness, just right as she composed herself, making it sound like she was putting on a brave face.

Fu Jinshen knew he should restrain himself and suppress all his emotions.

But when he thought of Wanwan back then, heartbroken and desperate because he thought he had betrayed her, he could no longer control his emotions... Bai Wanwan stood opposite him, clearly seeing the turmoil in his eyes, the subtle twitching of every muscle on his face, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his attempt to open his mouth, but in the end, he could only close it helplessly...

Everything converged into a clear and irrefutable fact, like a thunderbolt that struck Bai Wanwan hard.

It's him!

It really is Fu Jinshen!

She had loved, hated, and thought she had completely said goodbye to the man in another time and space. Now, in a completely unfamiliar body, carrying all his memories, he suddenly and absurdly stood in front of her again, even becoming one of her beastly husbands.

The world seemed to lose its sound and color in that instant, leaving only this unfamiliar face filled with pain.

What followed was anger at being fooled.

He was the one who turned and left without hesitation. Why should he turn around and reappear beside him in a different guise?

What makes him so special?!
Bai Wanwan felt a sudden wave of nausea and dizziness.

She couldn't accept this outcome. Just thinking about everything that had happened between her and Jinying (Fu Jinshen) these past few days, her drunken, proactive clinging to him, the hidden guilt and attempts to make amends she felt when she accepted him out of a sense of responsibility…

She felt incredibly ironic and embarrassed.

She's a complete fool, fooled twice by the same person in different ways!
The overwhelming, suffocating cold that engulfed her made it impossible for her to face him again.

She abruptly lowered her eyes, avoiding the gaze that seemed to scorch her.

It took all his strength to suppress the surging questions in his throat and the raging anger in his chest.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, bringing a sharp sting that helped her maintain the last shred of her faltering composure.

She didn't even glance at Ember Shadow again, quickly turning away.

"I'm done drying them, I'm going back now."

Before he finished speaking, he abruptly turned around, his steps stiff and almost frantic, and strode quickly toward the stone house. His back was straight, but it betrayed an undeniable stagger.

She practically stumbled into the house, slamming the heavy wooden door shut behind her, shutting out the possible gazes and the afternoon sun.

Leaning against the cold door, she gasped for breath a few times before managing to stand up.

He walked to the table, picked up the ceramic kettle, but his hands trembled so badly that he had to pour the water into the cup twice.

She tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of cold water.

The cold liquid slid down his throat and into his stomach, but it did nothing to extinguish the raging fire burning in his chest.

The flames contained old hatred of betrayal, new anger at being deceived, overwhelming resentment at one's own foolishness in falling into "his" hands again, and a chilling sense of utter despair at the absurd situation before one's eyes.

Fu Jinshen...

The name was silently ground between her teeth, carrying a bloody stench.

"You abandoned me and chose your own path to success, so why do you still show up here and disrupt my new life?"

(End of this chapter)