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Ye Tianyu's lips moved, but he didn't speak. Cheng Anya wondered if he had taken it in. She could have said something sharper to provoke Ye Tianyu, yet she couldn't bring herself to do so. She was no longer the young Cheng Anya; the person before her now was her grandson, not an enemy. Why wound him further with harsh words when his heart was already shattered

"Apologize to Aunt Wen and allow Wen Jing a peaceful burial," Cheng Anya said. "Tianyu, it's time for you to go home."

After suffering such a huge blow, isn't the first thing one thinks of seeking comfort from family Yet even this warm suggestion couldn't break through Tianyu's coldness.

Ye Tianyu was in agony, wavering between resolve and deeper thoughts. For a moment, he said nothing at all. Cheng Anya thought he might be swayed, only to hear him suddenly say, "No!"

"As long as you don't take Wen Jing away from me, I'll do anything." This was Ye Tianyu's biggest concession.

Cheng Anya frowned and looked at Ye Ningyuan. Ye Ningyuan shook his head slightly—this truly was his grandson’s greatest concession: he would return home and apologize to the Wen family, all except for one condition—Wen Jing mustn't leave him.

Aunt Wen held Wen Jing's hand; on her ring finger was a platinum wedding band with a small diamond that wasn’t very expensive, but its significance was immense. Tears fell faster from Aunt Wen’s eyes.

Her pitiful daughter.

Why did she fall in love with such a person Why had she suffered so much

So young, dying at eighteen, leaving behind gray-haired parents grieving for their black-haired child. Who could understand the pain they felt

"Xiao Jing..." Mother Wen cried alone for a long time, and Ye Tianyu walked in slowly. Cheng Anya and Ye Yingyuan didn't come in together with him; Mother Wen glared angrily at Ye Tianyu and wiped away her tears.

This person was the one who had driven her daughter to death.

"You still won’t let me take Xiao Jing away" Mother Wen asked sadly, her eyes swollen. Ye Tianyu said, "I’m sorry."

He lowered his proud head and apologized to Mother Wen for the first time; it wasn't that he didn't want to apologize but that he had always been too afraid to see them, fearful they would force him to return Xiao Jing. So he hadn’t even returned home, shrinking within a world solely shared by himself and Xiao Jing.

As if two roses’ words: the world only has you and me.

He knew that he owed the Wen family an apology, even though it was too late to bring Xiao Jing back to life.

"We can’t bear this," Mother Wen said. Tears fell from her eyes again uncontrollably. "Anyi says you shot at Xiao Jing; how many shots did you fire"

Ye Tianyu’s face was pale. This scene was something he hated to recall, and every time he recalled it, he would hear the stubborn words of Xiao Jing: I am not a traitor, followed by the cold sound of his gunshot. If only he had trusted her more at that moment, she wouldn’t have died.

Every time he replayed this scene in his mind, his heart was torn apart.

"Four shots!" It was the style of Ye family men to take responsibility; he would not conceal anything. Mother Wen’s tears fell even more quickly; four shots—she saw the wound on her daughter's lower abdomen and realized that Xiao Jing had been tortured like this before she died.

“She is dead, why won’t you let me bring her home.”

"I love Jasmine."

"This is not a reason. The way you love her, my daughter cannot bear it," Mother Wen said sternly. "If you truly loved her, she wouldn't be lying here cold today."

Ye Tianyu clenched his fists; the effort of holding back showed in the veins on his hands. "I made a mistake that I can never correct, yet this has nothing to do with my love for Jasmine."

Jasmine was dead, and he couldn't rectify his mistakes, but this had nothing to do with how much he loved her. Love and trust were a matter of perspective; one wrong step led to endless sorrow. He had made that wrong choice and could not turn back. If given the chance, he would rather it be himself who died.

"Ye Tianyu, you..." Mother Wen was at a loss for words out of heartache. "She's dead—let her go in peace. Jasmine no longer belongs to this world. Do you understand"

"But I belong to her. Before I die, nobody can take her away from me." Ye Tianyu looked up and met Mother Wen’s gaze coolly; his eyes were firm with an almost obsessive fervor.

He didn’t say that Jasmine belonged to him but rather that he belonged to Jasmine. This was a master-servant relationship. If Jasmine belonged to him, then having her body now would be considered appropriation and selfishness. But by believing that he belonged to Jasmine, it meant he was part of her world, regardless of mindset or circumstances; Ye Tianyu believed that he belonged to this person whether alive or dead, so she was waiting for him.

This was a pathological reversal of the master-servant dynamic, a sign of mental illness.

People do not have the relationship of belonging to one another. His insistence on this twisted belief was merely an escape from reality and a world too despairing for him. He sought solace in a different realm's peace.

"I will take good care of her if she is a body—I won't let any damage befall her. If you wish to see her, you can at any time; she looks like she’s sleeping and there are no problems. If you want to see her, just come— I won’t stop you. However, don’t take her away."

Once buried, he would never again see Jasmine.

"Ye Tianyu, she's dead..." Ms. Wen couldn't hold back any longer. A mother in despair talking to a madman would never reach any conclusion.

"I know."

"If you already know, then you should be aware that no matter how long you preserve her body, she won’t come back to life. What's the point of your actions" Ms. Wen questioned, "Even if you love each other and are in a relationship, it doesn't give you the right to do this. Xiaojing hasn't married you."

"Whether there’s any meaning or not is my decision; others naturally won’t see any significance," Ye Tianyu said coldly as his gaze softened when he looked at Wen Jing's face. In these past year, how well had he preserved her Her skin was still so smooth and delicate, like she was just sleeping.

"What about the diary" Ye Tianyu asked.

...

Cheng Anya and Ye Ningyuan stood outside uneasily. When Ye Tianyu said he would apologize, Cheng Anya felt relieved but also uneasy; she didn’t know if this situation could deteriorate further.

Ye Ningyuan believed that since Ye Tianyu was willing to take a step back, perhaps more persuasion might make him see reason.

Suddenly, gunfire rang out...

The abrupt sound of gunshots came from inside the room. Ye Ningyuan and Cheng Anya’s hearts sank; they rushed into the room immediately. They saw Ye Tianyu lying on the ground with his right hand pressed against his abdomen, blood gushing out, while Ms. Wen held a pistol trembling...

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