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Seeing me mock her, Cheng Ruoyao let out a cold snort and pointed a finger viciously at my nose, saying, "Zhen Changhuan, what are you so proud of? Do you think you're something special? I heard you went to Paramount Club to sing? How lowly! Just like your sister!"
"What did you say? Say it again! I'll tear your mouth apart!"
This time, I was genuinely angry. No matter how much she insulted me, I could let it slide, but she could not insult my sister.
My sister was already dead, yet she had to endure such humiliation from Cheng Ruoyao. How could I stand by and watch?
"Hah... Are you angry? You don't need to pretend to be so close to your sister here. You can't escape the blame for her death either!"
Cheng Ruoyao continued her relentless taunts, showing no signs of stopping. Her fierce shouting drew the attention of the servants around us, who began to whisper among themselves.
It was at this moment that Lin Fengyi rushed in. He quickly covered Cheng Ruoyao's mouth, deliberately preventing her from continuing.
But I clearly sensed something unusual from their argument, and a wave of bad premonition surged within me. I pushed Lin Fengyi away forcefully and shouted, "Let her speak! What are you hiding from me?"
Another soul within me seemed to be released in an instant; I became restless and agitated, pounding my fists against Lin Fengyi while shouting for Cheng Ruoyao to continue.
He hurriedly tried to stop me and sternly warned her, "If you dare speak nonsense, our bond as husband and wife will end here. Don't forget what you promised me."
What were they hiding from me? I felt increasingly uneasy, my emotions spiraling out of control. "Lin Fengyi, she said my sister's death is related to me. What does that mean? Tell me! Hurry up and tell me!"
I clawed at Lin Fengyi's clothes with all my strength, feeling like a crazed beast that had lost all reason. Deep down, I knew I was losing control again.
“Ah!” In the midst of the fierce shoving, I lost my balance and fell to the ground, my head striking the coffee table with a heavy thud.
Instinctively, I reached up to touch my head and felt sticky blood oozing out, a sharp pain radiating through my skull. Immediately, vivid images flooded my mind—pools of blood and my sister’s pale face. The scene lingered like a nightmare that refused to fade away.
I found myself once again trapped in a painful dream. In it, I tightly embraced Lin Fengyi from behind, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably.
Then, I heard my own voice, filled with sorrow and helplessness, repeating over and over, “Fengyi, I love you. I love you so much!”
Suddenly, I saw my sister appear behind me in a panic. I watched her run out frantically, only to be struck by an oncoming car. A large pool of crimson blood spread across the ground, the shocking sight making me tremble even in my dream.
Later, a doctor shook his head and said to me helplessly, “The injured has lost too much blood. We’ve done all we can!”
“Chang Huan? Chang Huan?” A familiar voice called out to me from beside my ear. It was him! Over the past three years, I had treated him harshly, tormenting him with my words, never realizing that I had directed my hatred at the wrong person.
The one responsible for my sister's death was me! I had been running away from this truth while forcing him to bear the burden of this pain alone. How selfish I had been.
“Fengyi, I remember now! I remember everything! It was me who caused my sister’s death; it was me!” I grasped his hand tightly, the pain in my head still lingering as tears flowed down like a bursting dam.
It turned out that everything about my sister’s suicide and Lin Fengyi’s fickleness was merely a figment of my imagination.
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