Chapter 162 Jiang Ci is such a good person, may he live a long and healthy life.
Chapter 162 Jiang Ci is such a good person, may he live a long and healthy life.
The villa has six floors, but Shen Xi has not been inside any of them except for the third floor.
So when Jiang Ci opened this villa that year.
Shen Xi asked naturally, "Why build a six-story building?"
Jiang Ci: "The other floors have our studios, as well as some gyms and the like."
Shen Xi thought: Then haven't I been wasting my time at the villa all this time? There are even these things that I haven't even gone up to see.
"Hey, I have a question for you."
Shen Xi suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Ci, who was enthusiastically introducing the villa.
"what's up?"
Haven't you thought about what will happen if we're not together in the future?
Shen Xi asked with a serious expression.
But as she watched Jiang Ci's smile slowly fade, he looked at Shen Xi carefully, and then asked,
"If you don't marry me, this is your dowry."
Jiang Ci paused, his broad shoulders and narrow waist turned away from Shen Xi, his voice calm, "But I guarantee that your final destination, Shen Xi, will still belong to me, Jiang Ci."
His words were spoken calmly yet sinisterly.
Shen Xi smiled, pretending not to understand the obsession in his words, "Don't be so tense, it's just an analogy."
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the boy in front gradually grew closer to a man.
Jiang Ci turned around, lowered his eyelashes and looked at the tassels on Shen Xi's clothes, and said slowly, "Let's not make such comparisons, my heart really can't take it."
"I know, I know."
Shen Xi didn't say much; for him now, separation was impossible.
Separation is tantamount to betrayal.
Since Shen Xi started university, the most tiring thing every day is not only the academic pressure, but also the psychological torment of the fear of separation.
In the quiet of the night, Shen Xi would often wonder if she would disappear from this world at any moment. She truly did not belong to this world, and after she disappeared, would Jiang Ci still remember her?
Whenever she gets caught up in this dilemma, Shen Xi thinks that Jiang Ci should not remember her kindness, so that he will not suffer and will not get sick in the future.
Jiang Ci is such a good person, may he live to be a hundred.
Shen Xi had an early class the next day, so Jiang Ci quickly took her back to school.
Then everyone went back to their own busy schedules.
But perhaps Murphy's Law really does exist in this world; Shen Xi doesn't remember what day it was.
All she remembered was that night, she had a dream in which she gradually forgot everything from the past and began to slowly integrate into the world.
She always felt she was very happy, but there was always a void in her heart; she always felt she had forgotten something.
What was it? Who was it? She couldn't remember.
After that day, her dreams gradually began to become bizarre.
It can't be called bizarre; rather, everything simply returned to its original course.
Shen Xi dreamt that she had traveled back to the real world. She saw her grandmother and met her younger siblings who were still children in the past. In that world, she had already achieved some success and was able to support her grandmother and take good care of her younger siblings.
Next, Shen Xi was plagued by different nightmares every day, which gradually led to her mental breakdown.
She can no longer cope well with these dreams; every time she wakes up, she thinks of the people in them.
She even gradually began to feel mentally confused.
Should she go back? Is it time? Is this a hint from the world?
She didn't know, and had no way to solve it.
This situation continued until my junior year.
In her sophomore year, her only remaining roommate got a boyfriend and moved out early. Shen Xi was left alone in the entire dorm.
After that, Jiang Ci kept begging Shen Xi to move out, hoping that she would treat him well.
She suffered a severe mental breakdown and needed treatment.
Jiang Ci forced Shen Xi to move out of the dormitory because of one thing.
On an ordinary morning, Shen Xi had an early class, but she didn't ask for leave. After waking up, she was disheveled, got out of bed, grabbed a piece of paper, and started drawing.
She seemed to be possessed; she no longer cared about the type of paper or whether it was suitable for drawing.
Outside the dormitory, a gentle breeze blew by, lifting a corner of the soft white curtains and letting light stream into the room, illuminating the paintings scattered haphazardly on the floor.
Those were faces, faces that lived in Shen Xi's heart.
Each painting bears Shen Xi's unique mark. She tirelessly repeats the painting process, starting with portraits and then moving on to comic strips to record stories.
A cell phone rang in the quiet environment.
Shen Xi ignored him and silently continued what she was doing while sitting on the ground.
As she painted, tears streamed down her cheeks and fell onto the painting, blurring the faces in the picture as if they were also crying to Shen Xi.
She seemed to suddenly wake up, abruptly threw down her paintbrush, sat on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and broke down in tears.
She was truly beginning to forget; the world was finally starting to drive her away.
During this time, a devilish voice kept ringing in her ears, "Why do you have to remember? Shen Xi, it's so much better to forget. You'll have no more attachments. Jiang Ci in this world is so good to you, and he'll love you just as much in the future. What regrets do you have? You have no regrets! Why do you have to remember?"
So forget it, forget it.
She covered her ears and yelled into the air, "Why must I forget? I still remember everything. It's true that Jiang Ci is good to me, but there are still people in another world who care about me. If I assimilate into this world, Jiang Ci at twenty-six will be even more pitiful. Who can continue to love him after he turns twenty-six?"
And what about her stubborn grandmother?
Her mouth was dry, and looking at the small white walls around her, she was filled with despair.
The phone kept buzzing on the bed, but Shen Xi ignored it.
That morning, Shen Xi finally fainted.
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