Chapter 111: Very Good Performance
Qing Tian turned her head away from Ji Xiangyu, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes. If she absolutely had to make a choice, she would definitely choose Xia Yang, because if she didn’t save Xia Yang, then no one would understand Xia Yang’s fated misfortune and loneliness!
If she had to choose between love and family, she would choose family. Who said that love alone was enough?
Can you bear it? Can you let go?
Of course~~~~~
I can’t bear to, but what does it matter?
Qing Tian composed herself and, feigning coldness, slowly removed Ji Xiangyu’s hand from hers, saying, “I think I’ve made myself very clear. Young Master Ji, do you not understand what I’m saying?”
Ji Xiangyu was very surprised and didn’t believe Qing Tian. He grabbed Qing Tian’s hand again, wanting to hold her tightly. Qing Tian struggled in Ji Xiangyu’s embrace, saying as she struggled, “You’re disgusting, let go of me. We’re over, right now, here!”
Ji Xiangyu seemed stimulated. He grabbed Qing Tian’s head and kissed her writhing mouth. Qing Tian struggled furiously, but Ji Xiangyu’s strength was immense, and she couldn’t break free no matter how much she struggled.
Finally, she bit down hard on the corner of Ji Xiangyu’s mouth. Ji Xiangyu tasted blood and immediately let go of Qing Tian in pain, looking at her with anguish and saying, “Qing Tian, what did I do wrong that you need to be so heartless to me? Don’t you love me at all? Do you have no feelings for me? Not even a tiny bit of remembrance or reluctance?”
Qing Tian closed her eyes, thinking to herself, *No, my heart is full of love, but I have no choice. Forgive me!*
But what she said with her eyes open was, “I’m sorry, let’s not contact each other anymore!”
Qing Tian walked away without any hesitation. Ji Xiangyu shouted at Qing Tian’s retreating back, “Don’t tell me you don’t love me, but Xia Yang?”
Qing Tian’s feet faltered. For a moment, she really wanted to run back and say what was in her heart. But in that instant, she remembered Situ Jingyi’s words. If she didn’t cut ties with Ji Xiangyu, then Xia Yang would forever bear those charges, and his life would be ruined. If Ji Xiangyu knew that she was doing all this for Xia Yang’s own good, all to save Xia Yang, would he forgive her then?
If there was a chance in the future, she, Qing Tian, would definitely give Ji Xiangyu an explanation!
Ji Xiangyu watched Qing Tian’s resolute departing back and painfully punched the nearby trees. A shower of fallen leaves drifted to the ground, landing on Ji Xiangyu. A yellow leaf landed on his shoulder. He picked up the leaf, which was from that privet tree they had talked about in the heavy rain after school.
The leaves were still green then, but now they had all turned yellow and fallen to the ground. Has time changed everything?
Qing Tian, I hate you. I hate how you could so heartlessly say goodbye with no room for negotiation. Were all those blushes fake?
Ji Xiangyu punched the tree again. His skin split open, and blood welled up. But the pain in his hand was not even a fraction of the pain in his heart.
Qing Tian, I hate you!
Ji Xiangyu shouted loudly into the empty back garden: Qing Tian, I hate—
He couldn’t utter the last word because deep down, he didn’t hate her at all; his heart was full of love. What should he do?
Around the corner, Qing Tian had already collapsed on the ground, crying uncontrollably. If this could bring happiness to everyone, then her actions were worth it.
“You performed very well. There’s nothing to be sad about. After leaving here, everything will pass, and the rain will forget you too!”
Situ Jingyi looked at Qing Tian, who was squatting on the ground, and for some reason, felt a sudden sense of pleasure. The more Qing Tian suffered, the happier she became.
Qing Tian stood up, wiped away her tears, and looked at Situ Jingyi with a slight choke in her voice, her eyes glaring.
Situ Jingyi raised the document bag in her hand and said, “Inside are your passports and flight tickets for going abroad, as well as a check for fifty million. Remember not to contact anyone from home after you go abroad, and don’t come back no matter what, otherwise, I don’t know what I might do!”
Qing Tian stared at the document bag in Situ Jingyi’s hand and asked, “When do we leave?”
Situ Jingyi raised an eyebrow and smiled gently, “That’s a very good question. The flight is at eight in the morning tomorrow. Don’t bring anything with you. Don’t tell anyone when you get home; I’ll handle the aftermath!”
Qing Tian looked at Situ Jingyi with half-belief and asked, “What about Xia Yang? Is he going with me?”
Situ Jingyi nodded, threw the document bag to Qing Tian, and said, “Remember, see you at the airport at seven tomorrow!”
Qing Tian nodded and watched Situ Jingyi walk away. She opened the document bag with doubt. There were indeed two new identification cards inside. Who was Situ Jingyi, and how did she have such capable methods to achieve this?
Who exactly was this person? Did Situ Jingyi simply want to obtain Ji Xiangyu?
With a string of questions, she returned home. After a simple packing, she accidentally knocked a note that Ji Xiangyu had written to her in the library out of a drawer. Tears immediately welled up, dripping onto the note. She kept murmuring, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Finally, she covered her face and sat on the chair, sobbing.
She would never see Ji Xiangyu again. They never took a single photograph together when they were together; she could only silently remember his appearance in her heart.
