A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 58 "Is there any other way?"

Ninth floor.

The front door was open.

Shen Xianyu sat on the sofa, finally changing out of the clothes he wore yesterday. He still looked disheveled, but he had shaved his stubble and looked clean and tidy.

Seeing her come in, he stood up, looked at her, and said, "It wasn't me who said it."

He meant that it wasn't him who complained to her parents.

After that undignified ending last night, his first words upon meeting me were still an explanation.

Tang Wanwan felt a lump in her throat, her voice slightly hoarse, "I know... I've come to get my things."

Fearing she might lose her composure if she continued talking, she turned and went to her bedroom where she had slept the night after finishing her sentence.

Shen Xianyu followed closely behind. He didn't come in, but just leaned against the door, watching her tidy up.

Unlike Jiang Yanzhi's first meeting, Tang Wanwan, who had grown up with him since childhood, was more familiar with his physical condition.

She was a girl who was genuinely frail and sickly; she would feel weak and have chest tightness after walking just a few steps, and she was always on her medicine.

For a long time, in Shen Xianyu's eyes, she was a fragile crystal doll.

Not to mention in reality, even in his dreams, he didn't dare to be too unrestrained with her.

Now, she looks energetic and tidy, moving in and out of the dressing room without stopping for a moment, showing no signs of fatigue.

If it weren't for the fact that his heart was still beating joyfully in his chest when he saw her, Shen Xianyu would have suspected that the girl he liked had been switched.

Her change was so drastic that she was almost unrecognizable.

Whether it was her physical condition or her sudden, abrupt breakup.

It all started when she landed in the capital.

...To be more precise, it started from the moment she met Jiang Yanzhi.

Shen Xianyu still refuses to believe the claim of love at first sight.

They've known each other for ten years. He's watched her grow up and he knows the girl he loves.

I know her character and I also know how many emotions she has.

That's why it's hard for me to accept that she would do this to me.

Whether it was secretly meeting with his best friend behind his back, or stubbornly insisting on breaking up with him,
None of these things are just too outrageous to happen to her.

More painful than the abrupt breakup was that Shen Xianyu didn't know what had happened.

But he felt there must be some hidden story behind this.

His Wanwan wouldn't treat him like that.

The gaze behind her felt almost tangible, and Tang Wanwan felt as if her back was being burned. She didn't dare to turn around, endured the gaze, packed her things, and pushed her suitcase to leave.

Shen Xianyu leaned against the door and, as they passed each other, reached out and pressed down on the box.

He said, "Don't forget, there are still your things in the study."

Yes, her things are still in the study.

Tang Wanwan had no choice but to go to the study.

Shen Xianyu had been inside this place before she came up.

He saw the discarded drafts in the wastebasket, which represented how upset she was.

I also saw that she had taken one pill and then left the medicine bottle next to her.

He tried to put himself in her shoes that afternoon…

What were her feelings when she accepted Jiang Yanzhi's friend request?

Hesitation and struggle are inevitable.

...What about the others?

Tang Wanwan quickly tidied up the few calligraphy samples.

She wanted to leave again.

Shen Xianyu spoke again.

He said, "My birthday is coming soon, please give me a piece of calligraphy."

His tone was calm, as if they still had some semblance of civility and hadn't fallen out.

He hasn't experienced those kinds of harm yet.

Tang Wanwan felt a lump in her throat again.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her surging emotions, and without saying a word, turned and walked towards her desk.

She quickly unfolded a sheet of specially made Xuan paper, and from among the various brushes of different thicknesses on the brush holder, she selected a large brush that she rarely used. Shen Xianyu had already come over and was diligently grinding ink for her.

Tang Wanwan didn't look at him, her eyes slightly lowered, and asked, "What kind of words do you want?"

"It depends on what you want to write for me," Shen Xianyu said with a faint smile. "Whatever you write, I will frame it carefully and treasure it."

We've known each other for ten years. At first, her handwriting was still immature, but later it improved a bit. Then she got busy with her studies, preparing for the college entrance exam, and her energy was depleted.

He hasn't even received a calligraphy or painting he made himself yet.

Tang Wanwan glanced at him sideways, then quickly looked away without saying a word.

She stood upright, her slender hand holding the brush, patiently waiting for it to absorb enough ink. After lightly tapping the inkstone twice, she suspended her wrist and wrote sixteen large characters neatly and swiftly on the clean white Xuan paper.

'Farewell to the twilight years, fireworks year after year, morning and evening, may Anluo be peaceful and safe.'

The brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, powerful and penetrating the paper, smooth and flowing, completed in one stroke.

If the Tang family patriarch were here, he would surely praise his granddaughter's calligraphy for its great improvement.

Girls' handwriting is often less powerful because they lack wrist strength, so their strokes rarely have the same vigor as boys'.

Tang Wanwan, being physically weak, was even more limp and powerless.

She had hardly ever held a large calligraphy brush before, so she was extremely satisfied with this calligraphy copybook.

"Farewell to the twilight years, fireworks bloom year after year, morning and evening, may Anluo be peaceful and safe."

Shen Xianyu read it aloud softly, her eyes suddenly turning red.

His lips trembled, and he pointed to the bottom right corner, "Give me your personal seal."

Tang Wanwan took out her seal and stamped it on.

After packing up, she prepared to leave for the third time.

This time, my wrist was grabbed.

Her body stiffened, and she didn't turn around.

Behind him, Shen Xianyu said, "I don't know what you want to do, or why you're treating me like this, but Wanwan, remember this: I don't blame you."

His voice was hoarse and choked with emotion. Before Tang Wanwan could even feel heartache, she was so shocked that she turned her head away.

It collided with a pair of eyes filled with sadness and pain.

My heart trembled again.

Shen Xianyu stared at her intently. "Whatever you want to do, just do it, but remember to look back at me and don't abandon me... okay?"

Okay?

What does he know?
...What did you guess?
Their eyes met, and Tang Wanwan's pupils slowly dilated.

Quickly realizing something, she abruptly turned her face away, saying, "I don't understand what you mean. I'm going downstairs."

She did not admit it.

But subconscious reactions cannot be faked.

Shen Xianyu saw shock and panic in her eyes.

It is the shock and panic of having one's hidden secrets exposed.

As expected.

Shen Xianyu's eyes were bloodshot, and the knuckles gripping her wrist tightened suddenly. "Is there any other way?"

Tang Wanwan pursed her lips and struggled against his tight grip on her wrist. "...I really don't know what you're talking about. Can you let go?"

There is no other way.

Shen Xianyu understood what she meant.

After a few seconds of stalemate, he dejectedly let go of her hand, stepped aside, and made way for her.

Tang Wanwan pushed her suitcase and walked past him step by step.

This time, he didn't stop him.

As he walked out of the study, he heard footsteps behind him again; he was still following.

He wanted to see her off.

Tang Wanwan didn't turn around. She stopped in front of the front door and stood there for a long time, as if she wanted to say something one last time.

Shen Xianyu watched her retreating figure and waited quietly.

In the end, she said nothing, opened the door, and walked out.

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