The company where Gu Shi'an works specializes in software engineering development, different from the advertising company I worked for, which took on all kinds of projects.

With his guidance, I passed the interview with the HR department.

So, my job was settled.

I'll officially start working in the publicity department next Monday.

To thank him for recommending this opportunity to me.

I treated him to a meal on Saturday night.

During the meal, I couldn't help but drink a lot, and my uncontrollable emotions began to erupt again.

I laughed and cried to Gu Shi'an, recounting our many years of stories.

Actually, my alcohol tolerance shouldn't be that bad. After all, in the four years since graduation, I've accompanied clients in countless drinking sessions, big and small.

I was just too depressed.

I'm scared to death... I'm really afraid of dying!

The breakdown of modern people is a quiet breakdown.

They can joke and play around.

But deep down, things are already messed up to a certain extent.

During my junior year of college, my parents' sudden death made me realize... this world is filled with farewells every day.

I intentionally used alcohol to numb myself, using the burning sensation to fill my cold and panic-stricken heart.

A hand touched my face, wiping away the tears.

I looked up at him.

Gu Shi'an's black pupils reflected my tear-soaked face.

"Don't..."

"Don't kill me..."

Unknowingly, I revealed the secret that had been suppressed deep in my heart for so many days...

Before closing my eyes, I seemed to see the surprise in his gaze.

*

In the days that followed.

I went through a rather long period of peace.

It seemed like that person had forgotten about this matter and never came looking for me again...

I secretly rejoiced.

Everything was progressing in the direction I had hoped for.

I stepped out of the elevator, frowning at the man who suddenly appeared at my doorstep.

He noticed my arrival.

Then he smiled at me casually, with a mocking tone, "So, you live here?"

I ignored Fang Haoyan, taking out my keys to open the door and go inside.

A hand grabbed my arm, pulling me into his embrace.

Fang Haoyan looked down at me for a long time, his voice trembling, "You've lost weight..."

"Let go."

My cold voice echoed in the air.

I didn't want to hear his hypocritical words and looked expressionlessly elsewhere.

"You're always so stubborn... You know very well that if you just give in a little, I would willingly let you go."

"But you're always so smart..."

He reached out his finger, lightly tracing the contours of my face.

He pinched my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"You know exactly how to make me suffer more."

A struggle between love and hate wavered in his eyes.

In the end, reason prevailed.

Fang Haoyan let go of me and walked past me with an air of superiority.

"Jiang Xuan, it took me nine years to understand... you have no heart."

"But this time."

"The game doesn't end just because you say so."

His deep yet stubborn tone faded in my ears.

For some reason, I had a bad feeling.