Chapter 201 It turns out that emotions cannot be controlled
"Si Han, the contract still has half a year left, can you wait a little longer?"
"Can."
"Then can you take a photo for me and keep it as a souvenir for you after we leave."
"good."
"That……"
He raised his slender fingers and placed them on her soft lips.
"You can do whatever you want from me."
She raised the corners of her mouth, showed a quiet and beautiful smile, and smiled softly at him.
"Then...can we let the blue sky fall into the underworld and never see each other again?"
His heart suffocated, and a dense pain hit him, causing him to wake up suddenly from his dream.
"Can't!"
He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a white ceiling, and Shu Wan's figure had long since disappeared.
He turned his eyes with difficulty and looked at his wrist. When he saw the layers of gauze wrapped around it, his expression darkened.
It seemed that they were still the same as before, not wanting him to die so easily, but what he didn't expect was...
He wanted to follow her, but she told him in his dream that they would never see each other again in life or death.
She must have been so desperate for him that she didn't even want to see him again in the afterlife...
The feeling of suffocation and pain is like peeling off a cocoon, inch by inch, peeling the heart away from the body.
He was in so much pain that it was hard to breathe, and he wanted to suppress it, but the pain was ignored and spread throughout his body.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that some emotions were beyond his control.
Such as falling in love with someone, such as losing someone, such as never being able to see the person you want to see...
He raised the corners of his lips with a bitter smile, gave up on his emotional resistance, and allowed the heart-piercing pain to swallow him up...
I don’t know how much time passed, but my bloodshot eyes finally showed some reaction.
He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and when he saw the clothes on his body being changed, his expression suddenly became tense.
He pushed himself up, quickly got out of bed, and like a madman, looked around for the suit jacket he had worn...
"Second Young Master, are you looking for this letter?"
A gentle voice came from outside the door, and Uncle Zhou came in holding a piece of letter paper.
When Ji Sihan saw that the letter was still intact, the tense lines on his face suddenly relaxed.
He carefully took the letter, folded it, and walked towards the safe.
"Second Young Master, Madam is here and waiting for you downstairs..."
Ji Sihan seemed unaware, minding his own business, opened the safe and put the letter in.
There was no money in the safe, only two items, an off-white scarf and a photo.
The scarf was left in Residence No. 8 on the day the agreement was terminated.
He asked Su Qing to call her and ask her to pick it up, but she asked Su Qing to throw it away.
Then he hung up the phone without hesitation and deleted all contact information related to him.
She acted very decisively, and he knew that from the moment he asked for the end, she would never look back.
She let him go easily, but he was reluctant to throw them away and kept her belongings...
Ji Sihan raised his hand and touched the scarf, as if her body temperature still remained on it, making him infinitely nostalgic.
Just when my eyes touched that photo, the nostalgia was replaced by heartbreaking pain.
He remembered that day, after she woke up and saw that he had not left, she mustered up the courage to take his mobile phone and timidly asked him:
"Sihan, you are going on a business trip abroad for several months this time. I'm afraid that when you come back, you might..."
She paused for a moment, as if she wanted to tell him something, but she didn't say it. She just showed her little girl attitude and continued to ask him with a smile:
"You...can you take a photo for me so that I can keep it as a souvenir for you after we leave..."
She probably wanted to tell him that she might be dying soon, and was afraid that this would be the last time they saw each other, so she wanted to leave a photo for him.
But even with such a small request, he didn't agree to her, and even replied coldly: "No need."
When she heard these three words, her hopeful eyes dimmed obviously, but she quickly concealed them.
She returned the phone to him, still smiling and said to him: "It doesn't matter..."
Ji Sihan thought of her fleeting expression of loss, and his mood collapsed again.
It was when he heard her calling Song Si Echigo, he was unwilling to let go of his pathetic and ridiculous self-esteem and say "ok".
Even though he secretly took a photo of her before leaving, she didn't know anything about it.
He had hurt her like that, so what qualifications did he have to follow her? He should live and live in the pain of losing her forever.