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“Not enough, never enough, Lin Fengyi. If it weren't for my sister lending you money and advocating for you back then, you would still be nothing but a poor boy with nothing to your name. Without my sister, would you have the glory you enjoy today?”
I let my cold words spill out uncontrollably. For all these years, whenever my sister's death was mentioned, I found it hard to maintain my composure; my emotions ran wild like a horse that had broken free from its reins.
Lin Fengyi's face flushed red as he silently endured my tirade. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent, quietly bearing the brunt of my anger.
The sky grew darker, resembling a cold and menacing face that silently watched us.
I suddenly lifted my head to meet Lin Fengyi's gaze and questioned, “Who is she? Who was the person that made you abandon my sister?”
“Chang Huan, don’t push me. I've told you many times that my relationship with Man Li is not what you think. I respect her and am grateful to her, but that feeling is not love!”
Lin Fengyi explained dejectedly. In his dark pupils, I saw my own reflection—so aggressive that it felt almost foreign to me.
“Why won’t you just say it?” I said, my expression falling as I hurriedly stepped out from under the umbrella.
At that moment, heavy rain began to pour down in torrents, large droplets crashing against me. The cold water soaked me from head to toe, as if trying to extinguish the anger burning within me while simultaneously intensifying my sorrow.
I had asked him this question countless times before, yet he never revealed the answer. When pressed hard enough, he would fall silent. But I knew there was someone in his heart; he cared for her and thus refused to speak.
I didn’t know if I was pursuing his betrayal of my sister or if I was simply jealous of the person who resided in his heart. I needed to calm down; I needed this torrential rain to wake me up and cool down the intense feelings hidden deep within me.
“Chang Huan, why do this?” Lin Fengyi rushed over with the umbrella in hand, his suit jacket soaked through. Water dripped continuously from the edges of his clothing.
I saw tenderness, guilt, and an indescribable passion in his eyes. Was it an illusion? It made me feel that he cared for me deeply at that moment, yet I couldn't bring myself to believe that care was genuine.
"Go away!" I turned my face, unable to meet his gaze. I feared that the suppressed emotions would burst forth if I did.
Stumbling, I pushed him away but ended up sitting on the ground, my ankle throbbing painfully. The sharp pain made me furrow my brows involuntarily.
He noticed my discomfort and without hesitation, he picked me up on his back. No matter how much I pounded and bit at him, he refused to let go.
With his head bowed, he walked steadily step by step. I heard his gentle and deep voice, almost like a lament as he said, "Chang Huan, if hating me can make you feel better, then go ahead and hate me!"
Go ahead and hate me! It sounded so easy. Yet, I couldn't do it.
My arms trembled as they wrapped around his neck, burying my face against his back. His back was so broad and strong that it allowed me to momentarily forget the pain and struggle.
Fengyi, how wonderful it would be if you could just carry me like this forever. I thought silently, lost in this fleeting joy. I gently closed my eyes without noticing the slight curve of Lin Fengyi's lips and the satisfaction that flickered in his eyes.
When we returned to Lin Mansion, the atmosphere in the house felt off.
It was only upon entering that I realized President Cheng's daughter, Cheng Ruoyao, had come over.
I had seen her twice before; she was clearly a spoiled young lady. Her tone always seemed to be one of coquetry, and her delicate voice made me feel a sense of aversion.
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