noffsinger Chapter 402 Emotional entanglement
Chapter 402 Emotional entanglement
After that chance encounter with Chen Jia and Chen Jue on the street, Yang Xiu felt like a thorn had pierced his heart and he could never let it go. In the days that followed, he often drank to drown his sorrows, trying to use alcohol to numb his thoughts about Chen Jia.
That afternoon, the sultry air weighed heavily on the city. Yang Xiu was drunk in the tavern again, and walked out of the tavern with a dazed look. The sun pierced his eyes and he squinted. He staggered and his steps were unsteady.
The streets were bustling with people, the hawkers' cries and the passers-by's laughter and chatter were intertwined. Yang Xiu mechanically moved his feet in the crowd, his eyes wandering. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a familiar figure in front of him. It was Chen Jia who came out alone to buy things. She was wearing a light blue long skirt, the hem of the skirt swayed gently with her steps, and her graceful figure stood out in the crowd, like a fresh lotus, instantly lighting up Yang Xiu's chaotic world.
Yang Xiu's eyes lit up instantly, and he seemed to be a little sober. He followed without thinking, his steps were a little staggering, but with a kind of desperate persistence. Chen Jia didn't notice anything unusual behind her, she was concentrating on selecting items in front of each stall. She first stopped in front of a fabric stall, gently picked up a piece of light pink fabric, put it in her hand and gently stroked it, feeling the texture of the fabric, with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. After asking the stall owner about the price, she began to bargain slowly. After that, she came to the fruit and vegetable stall and carefully selected fresh vegetables. Every time she picked up a green vegetable, she would turn it over and over to check it to make sure there were no defects.
After Chen Jia finished shopping, she turned into a quiet alley. Yang Xiu followed her into the alley. The narrow alley was filled with a quiet and depressing atmosphere, with only the crisp footsteps of Chen Jia and the slightly rapid breathing of Yang Xiu. Chen Jia seemed to sense something was wrong, and when she looked back, she saw Yang Xiu and frowned.
"Mr. Yang, why are you following me?" Chen Jia's voice, with a hint of vigilance, broke the silence of the alley.
Yang Xiu walked forward, his eyes full of complex emotions, including longing, pain, and a hint of hope. "Chen Jia, I... I just want to talk to you." His voice was a little drunk and unclear, like a voice squeezed out from the deepest part of his heart.
Chen Jia took a step back, keeping a safe distance, and said, "Mr. Yang, there is nothing more to talk about between us. You and I have already started our own lives. I hope you won't bother me anymore."
However, Yang Xiu seemed not to hear Chen Jia's words and said to himself: "Chen Jia, I miss you day and night these days. Do you know how painful it is? Ever since you left me, my life has become a mess. Every morning when I wake up and look at the empty room, I seem to still see you smiling by the bed, but when I reach out my hand, I only grab air." Yang Xiu's eyes revealed deep attachment and his feet involuntarily moved forward a few steps.
"At night, I lay in bed, my mind filled with all the little bits and pieces of our past. We strolled in the garden together, you pointed at the blooming flowers, and asked me with a smile which one was the most beautiful; we rowed by the lake together, the breeze brushed through your hair, and the smile on your face was brighter than the sun. Those beautiful moments were like knives, constantly cutting my heart." Yang Xiu's voice gradually choked, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I tried to forget you and start a new life, but no matter where I go or what I do, your shadow always follows me. When I see a back that looks like yours, my heart suddenly tightens and I can't wait to catch up, only to find that it was just a false joy." Yang Xiu said, closing his eyes painfully, as if the pain brought by those memories was unbearable for him.
"I drink to drown my sorrows every day, thinking that I would stop thinking about you when I was drunk. But after getting drunk, you appear more clearly in my dreams. I reach out to grab you, but you always disappear without a trace. When I wake up from my dream, all I face is endless darkness and loneliness. Chen Jia, I'm really going crazy. Without you, I feel like a walking corpse." Yang Xiu's body trembled slightly, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
Chen Jia looked at Yang Xiu, feeling somewhat helpless, but her tone remained firm: "Yang Xiu, the past is the past. Chen Jue and I are living a happy life now. We support and cherish each other. You should let go of the past and look for your own happiness."
Yang Xiu suddenly became excited and waved his hands in the air: "No, I can't let go! Chen Jia, do you know? I always thought that we would be together for life, but why did it turn out like this? What did I do wrong? Tell me, I can change it. I can change everything for you, as long as you can come back to me." His voice echoed in the alley, carrying a bit of desolation and despair.
Chen Jia looked at Yang Xiu, a trace of pity in her heart, but it was quickly replaced by reason: "Yang Xiu, feelings cannot be forced. We separated at the beginning, and it was also after careful consideration. Now I have made up my mind, don't bother me anymore."
Yang Xiu knelt on the ground with a plop, his eyes full of tears: "Chen Jia, please give me another chance. I really know I was wrong, and I will spend the rest of my life to make up for it. I can't live without you, I really can't live without you. I promise to cherish you more in the future and never let you suffer any grievances again." His body trembled slightly, and his hands tightly grasped the hem of Chen Jia's skirt, as if he had grasped the last straw.
Chen Jia looked at Yang Xiu kneeling on the ground, feeling mixed emotions. She took a deep breath and said, "Yang Xiu, please get up. There is no point in doing this. Chen Jue and I have a rock-solid relationship and it is impossible for us to separate. You will only embarrass everyone."
However, Yang Xiu did not stand up, but continued to beg: "Chen Jia, are you so cruel? Have you forgotten all the little things we did in the past? Are those good times we spent together worthless to you? Have you forgotten the vows we made together?" His eyes were full of despair, as if he was waiting for Chen Jia to change her mind.
Chen Jia felt a sharp pain in her heart, and those past memories flooded into her mind like a tide. But she quickly calmed down and said, "Yang Xiu, although the memories of the past are beautiful, people always have to look forward. I have found my happiness, and I hope you can find yours too. Get up, and don't let me look down on you."
Yang Xiu slowly stood up and looked at Chen Jia with empty eyes: "Chen Jia, is there really no possibility?" His voice was full of despair, as if this was his last struggle.
Chen Jia shook her head firmly: "Yang Xiu, it's really over between us. Please don't appear in my life again, and don't do this again."
Yang Xiu's body swayed, as if he had lost his support. He looked at Chen Jia, tears welling up in his eyes again. "Okay, Chen Jia, I understand. I will leave and won't bother you again. But you have to promise me that you must be happy." His voice was choked with sobs, and he turned and slowly left.
Chen Jia looked at Yang Xiu's departing back, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. She knew that this time, Yang Xiu should really let it go. She took a deep breath, sorted out her emotions, turned around and walked out of the alley. Yang Xiu's figure gradually blurred in her sight, becoming a memory of the past. From now on, she will continue to move forward hand in hand with Chen Jue and welcome their happy life.