The Deepest, Most Repressed Secret (22)

  "Yes! I did it on purpose! I'd rather kill him!" Lin Yishu finally shouted loudly, her eyes wet and hot, her voice hoarse and shrill. "I have no grudge against him, but he ruined me like this, why? His mother hooked up with my uncle, what does that have to do with me? Why should I be the one to pay the debt?"

  No one noticed that at this moment, Duan Chenliang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a mood worse than the cold he was suffering from now spread over his heart, suppressing him to the point where even breathing felt difficult.

  At that time, Lucy Yang withdrew her smile and gazed at Lin Yishu's every move with pity. She saw Lin Yishu even burst into tears, two streams of tears falling down her chin and dripping onto her chest.

  Lucy Yang couldn't bear to glance away, the sky had already darkened, and a faint chill was spreading across the vast river surface. The evening wind blew against her cheeks, making them slightly sore.

  Actually, Lucy Yang knew she had no right to blame anyone here. Even if Lin Yishu wanted to put Duan Chenliang to death, Lucy Yang could still understand her. The scar was not a temporary thing for Lin Yishu, but something she would have to face for the rest of her life. Even accidentally catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror was painful, and this pain would never leave Lin Yishu.

  At this time, Duan Chenliang suddenly climbed onto Lu Senxiang and stood up. The clothes on the two boys still had water droplets falling from them. Although Duan Chenliang's complexion seemed to have improved a lot, he tried hard for a long time but couldn't say a word, his lips kept trembling making it difficult for him to speak.

  Lu Sen Xiang glanced at Duan Chen Liang beside him, as if he knew what was on his mind, and turned to face Lin Yi Shu who was still sobbing: "Lin Yi Shu, it was Ah Liang's misunderstanding that year, thinking you were the child of his mother and your uncle, which led to today's situation. He didn't really want to hurt you, just a misunderstanding."

  "Lu Senxiang, just because you helped my brother doesn't mean I have to listen to everything you say!" Lin Yishu wiped away her tears fiercely, her throat completely choked with sobs. "All of you are always speaking up for him, but none of you ever put yourselves in his shoes."

  Never compare hearts with each other.

  Lucy Yang looked at Lin Yishu and said the last sentence, her nose tip couldn't help but turn sour. In this world, unless others have had the same experience as you, otherwise, you should never hold onto the hope of being able to empathize with others.

  Those who have not had similar experiences are not qualified to say "I feel the same way".

  It seems everyone understood this truth, and all were silent. On the riverbank, only Lin Yishu's sorrowful sobs could be heard.

  It wasn't until much later that Duan Chenliang finally moved his stiff legs, taking one step at a time towards Lin Yishu. Lucas Yang suddenly sensed the faint sound of footsteps behind him, and he instinctively turned around, meeting Duan Chenliang's firm and calm gaze, which made him tense up.

  Lucy Yang didn't know why she was nervous, as if she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. She began to feel anxious and uneasy, and the closer Du Chenliang got to Lin Yishu, the more uneasy she became.

  It turned out that Lucy misunderstood Duan Chenliang. When she thought Duan was going to do something to Lin Yishu, he suddenly bowed politely and apologized: "I'm sorry... I never knew you weren't the daughter of that man... I thought... so..."

  Everyone present was shocked by Duan Chenliang's reaction, their eyes wide with astonishment.