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Chapter 8 - 108 Xinli Street

The first time I heard this address from the driver at 108 Xinli Street, I thought it must be an apartment building, or at the very least a hotel or something, but when Shen Jianning's car stopped outside the cemetery, I looked up at the tombstone mound halfway up and tried again to tear Huxia apart.

"Are you sure this is 108 Xinli Street?" I tilted my head and looked at Shen Jianning.

Shen Jianning smiled, his smile as gentle and beautiful as ever, "Song Yi, I've only been abroad for five years, but I was born and raised here, how can I admit it!"

I was stunned. I stared at Shen Jianning and suddenly reached out to pinch his face. Warm, alive.

I let out a long sigh of relief. At this moment, I even thought that I was dreaming. Shen Jianning, who turned into a ghost, picked me up on the road and brought me back to his house, which had nothing but a grave.

I was so amused by the scene I imagined that I burst into laughter, tears streaming down my face.

Shen Jianning looked at me and frowned slightly. He said, "Song Yi, what happened to you?"

Yeah, what's wrong with me? Why do I feel like laughing and why do I want to cry? I reached out and grabbed Shen Jianning's arm, trying my best to persuade him, "Shen Jianning, stop messing around. I know, you are so angry that I can't let Xiao Jin Dong go. I promise you, I will never think about him again. Shen Jianning, this joke is not funny. Seriously, this place is not funny at all! "

I dragged Shen Jianning by the arm and walked out. Behind me, the cold wind blew in the cemetery, as if a black hole was about to suck everyone in and make them unable to get out.

"Song Yi, what happened between you and Xiao Jin Dong?" Shen Jianning didn't follow me as usual. He broke away from my hand, and the frown on his forehead deepened. The hatred in his eyes made me tremble in fear.

"Shen Jianning!" I shouted, my hair flapping gently with my trembling body, like a shrew, "How many times do you want me to explain this to you? I have nothing to do with Xiao Jin Dong. Why are you still holding on to me? I've been with you for five years, and you've slept with me behind my back with so many women. Do you not know clearly in your heart? Silk stockings and lipstick that are hidden in the cupboard. Do you want me to drag you back now?

The sound of my roars split the air and the smell of blood permeated the air. I feel really sad, one time to break the bottom line, one time to compromise, but in exchange never warm.

"What else do you want? What else can I give you? Shen Jianning, don't become Xiao Jin Dong! Don't force me to death like him! " I tug at my hair and curl up, trying to warm myself with my own body heat, like a snail, clumsy and ridiculous.

"Song Yi, I've been abroad for five years. Other than our acquaintance five years ago, I've never seen you before. I'm very sure about this matter!" Shen Jianning looked at me condescendingly. His words were cold like a knife stabbing into my heart. I suddenly stood up and slapped him.

"Pa!" The silence was broken by the sound.

Shen Jianning covered his face and looked at me in disbelief. I bit through what I had seen at the beginning and my nerves were on the verge of collapse, "Shen Jianning, you're still so weak when facing Xiao Jin Dong. You're a coward!"

The next moment, my neck was grabbed so tightly that I couldn't even cough. I stood on my tiptoes and looked at the man whose eyes had suddenly turned red. For the first time, I felt unfamiliar with him.

"Song Yi, one more time!"

Shen Jianning gritted his teeth in hatred. I grabbed Shen Jianning's wrist with both hands and said word by word, "Shen Jianning, can't you win once? If I win once, then it will be my win! "

My consciousness faded in pain, and I saw Shen Jianning's hand leave my neck and look at me in amazement.

Wake up again, I am in a strange room, black and white decoration, cold tone, let people do not feel the slightest bit of warmth. I don't like such decorations, whether it is Xiao Jin Dong or Shen Jia Ning, they would never let me live in such a room.

I quickly got up and ran outside, but the door was pushed open from the outside as I pulled it open. Shen Jianning, dressed in grey casual attire, came in with a cup of hot milk. When she saw me, she hesitated for a moment before replying with a gentle and distant smile, "I'm awake. Drink it and I'll take you to a place!"

"No!" I shook my head and backed away, my feet on the edge of the bed, refusing to look at the man who was still standing a step away from me.

"Song Yi, I'll take you to find the truth. Didn't you always want to know?" Shen Jianning's voice was low and coaxing. I resisted, but I was getting more and more powerless.

"Don't force me! Shen Jianning, don't force me!" I held my head and looked at him pleadingly. In the past, whenever I looked at him in such a way, he would always compromise unconditionally. He would hug me and say, "Song Yi, what should I do with you?"

"Song Yi, deceiving yourself is the most cowardly thing you have. Didn't you wish for me to win once? Then I also hope that you can win against yourself once! " Shen Jianning stubbornly handed over the milk in his hand.

The fragrance of the milk seeped into my body. I drank it all in a daze and passed the cup over, but my eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"You're not Shen Jianning!" I'm sure of it.

Shen Jianning smiled with confidence, "I am, Song Yi. Shen Jianning has always been me. However, whether I am the devil in your heart, you still need to see for yourself!"

I bitterly smiled, "My Shen Jianning, he won't force me like this!"

Shen Jianning didn't say anything. He just looked at me and seemed to be Xiao Jin Dong. I turned my head, my heart thumping.

"My Shen Jianning, he wouldn't be able to see that I was lying to myself. He would always smile helplessly and allow me to do whatever I want! And you, you are not! "

I raised my head again and looked fixedly at the man in front of me. "I am Song Yi. Who are you?"

"Shen Jianning!"

The hand that reached over was warm and thick, no different from the temperature I remembered. I sniffed and felt the free air in my body, strange to the point of making one panic.

I changed into the clothes Shen Jianning had prepared for me. I looked at myself in the mirror, my long hair hanging down over my shoulders.

Shen Jianning loved to hug me, twining his fingers around my hair and saying that I was a goblin sent by God to punish him.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, forcing my thoughts back into those vague memories, and turned to leave.

Halfway through the car, I looked at the familiar scenery outside. In the end, I asked, "Shen Jianning, where are you bringing me to?"

"108 Xinli Street!" Shen Jianning replied indifferently. The words were like a magic spell wrapped around my chest. They became tighter and tighter. In the end, I died from suffocation.

"Am I dead?" I looked at the tombstone in front of me, the name on the tombstone, the photo of it being washed clean by time, and said in a pale voice that under the protruding ground was buried a set of white bones, and the owner of this white bone was called Song Yi.