Xu Shiyue felt as if a hole had been pried open in her heart, and cold wind rushed into her body, stinging her heart.
Lu Shizhen appeared in front of him through his own imagination, looking at him with her dark and bright eyes, as if she had never left and was always watching him.
Xu Shiyue's hand, which was holding the thing Lu Shien gave her, tightened again and again, and it became difficult for her to breathe.
Was it just my imagination, or did she really know that I would be unhappy after she left, and she said this to me in such a vague and unreal way
The fire in the building was still burning fiercely in Xu Shiyue's body, and the scorching temperature seemed to have burned all her tears dry.
What’s more, she just “met” Lu Shizhen and talked to her, so how could she say that she would never come back
Xu Shiyue was thinking in vain, just looking at Lu Shien standing in front of her, raised her hand, rubbed her head casually like Lu Shizhen in the past, and reminded her in a flat voice: "Go downstairs to eat, don't let your mother worry."
After saying that, Xu Shiyue opened the door and walked into the study.
Just like that, he skipped over Lu Shien's comforting reminder.
The night is like a densely woven net that entangles the entire world, and no one can escape.
The news that the Lu family had lost a daughter was not spread out, but the death of Xu Shouxian was like a head hanging on the city wall, and it spread throughout the entire circle in an instant.
Xu Shiyue gave everyone an unexpected shock by severing their blood ties with her own hands.
Such ruthless and almost crazy cruelty made those who despised her young age and were ready to unite to share the fat meat of the Xu family retreat.
However, these people's retreat did not bring the peace they had imagined.
They didn't know that their current peace was not in their hands, but in Xu Shiyue's hands.
The word "decisive and ruthless" can be completely applied to Xu Shiyue. She doesn't care how turbulent the market will become. She originally planned to slowly deal with it, but she didn't expect the storm to come so quickly. She was still dreaming that day, and when she opened her eyes at night, she saw the dazzling roof lights flashing outside the window; she was still exercising her director's rights in the morning, and in the afternoon she saw the directors' collective defection...
This winter, a storm more bitterly cold than the wind swept through S City. The interlocking circles began to tremble at the same time, as if they were trying to quickly shake off the dust accumulated on them.
After all, New Year’s Eve is about sweeping away filth.
Xu Shiyue regarded Xu Shouxian as a clue vine, and anyone who had any connection with him and provided support for the fire in the building was dealt with by her.
Although this "treatment" is not a physical treatment, it means to remove the weeds at their roots so that they can no longer hinder the growth of any plants.
The collapse of the building and the tragedy of being forced to live in the gutter with no chance of recovery are more difficult for these people who were once admired and flattered by others to accept than death.
The financial newspapers, which had been sluggish for a long time, took advantage of the situation and sold particularly well in the days leading up to the New Year.
Middle-aged men who read newspapers while holding tea always shake their heads in a serious manner, but keep silent when others ask them why.
The little girl who was a topic of conversation and received a few words of pity and regret half a year ago, has suddenly become a taboo figure that people are afraid to talk about.
Everyone knows that the new owner of the Xu Group is very young, not even twenty years old, but he is much more shrewd than his peers.
The connections that the Xu family had accumulated over the years were not lost in such a change, and they spread out in Xu Shiyue's hands as if they had been given a cheat.
She is skillful and calculating. She can see through things very clearly. She says one thing to one person and another thing to another. There is a knife hidden in her smile.
It was as if there was a huge and unfixable bug in this world. She was so horrible that she killed people without leaving any blood. She was simply a complete lunatic who killed people without leaving any blood.
The bloody subversion took place in just five days, and the waves of turmoil and change continued to rise exponentially.
The sky was as dark as ink, with stars scattered in the night sky. It was already very late when Xu Shiyue finished the things at hand. Her partner Shen Yanxing left the company with her.
"It's finally over. I haven't seen the moon for a long time. Today is the fifteenth, right?" Shen Yanxing said, looking up at the round disk that was still bright through the dark clouds.
Xu Shiyue was very calm, and didn't even look up: "Sixteen."
Shen Yanxing was stunned when he heard Xu Shiyue's words.
Xu Shiyue's behavior these days has completely overturned the framework of the S city shopping mall. Under the storm, everyone is so busy that they have forgotten the date, but as the busiest person, Xu Shiyue is still so sensitive to the date.
Shen Yanxing lowered his eyes as if he had thought of something, and then said: "So it's the sixteenth? No wonder my grandma always said that the moon on the fifteenth is fullest on the sixteenth."
Xu Shiyue pursed her lips lightly and said nothing more.
The cool night breeze blew past the two of them, and the atmosphere once again became as strange and boring as the distance they maintained.
The dial of the clock tower in the distance was ticking silently, and the sound of the hour's announcement drifted towards us with a deep click.
Shen Yanxing subconsciously looked down at her watch. It was already eleven o'clock. She thought that if today ended early, the time would be earlier.
The Shen family is quite far from the Xu Group. Shen Yanxing thought that since it was getting late, he might as well find a hotel to stay in. However, when the words came to his lips, he somehow changed his meaning: "It's so late again. I thought it would be early today. Why don't we stay in the hotel across the street? We have a video conference with Country F tomorrow, starting at 8 o'clock. Don't go back and forth to go home. It's time-consuming and laborious, and you won't be able to rest well."
There is more snow in S City today than in previous years, and just this morning there was a heavy snowfall beyond the weather forecast.
The snow on both sides of the road has not melted yet, and it piles up to look like a vast expanse of white in the night. It does take longer to get home than usual.
The green light at the distant intersection slowly flashed twice in Xu Shiyue's eyes, as if foreshadowing that something was about to happen.
Because the subsequent behavioral language was different from the direction of development that the force hoped for, that force took action.
The dim street lights barely illuminated the road in the darkness, and the eyes that were not transparent to light changed slightly.
These days, Xu Shiyue has been living in peace with the constraints that push her to act, almost showing a kind of empty obedience, like a soulless puppet being manipulated by someone.
But Xu Shiyue is not a baby, nor is she a frog boiled in warm water.
This power can only be used by her, not manipulated and bound by her against her will.
She wants to go home.
There are people waiting for her at home.
She didn't want to go home and there was no one at home.
"No."
Xu Shiyue's thin lips opened and closed slightly, and the cool wind rushed into her throat. She wanted to stop her, but it was too late.
The strings that controlled the puppet's joints broke, and the buried ropes were pulled out one by one, connecting her nerves and flesh. The unreal pain burst out under her skin.
As soon as the words fell, Xu Shiyue's world suddenly became quiet.
The sound of the electric current collapsing pierced through her eardrums, like a computer program that had gone awry and was stagnating and issuing a harsh warning.
Xu Shiyue's expression was as calm as ever, but his hands in his pockets were already clenched tightly together.
The darkness gave everything an opportunity to hide, and no one could see the bulging veins on the part of Xu Shiyue's wrist that was exposed from his sleeve.
There was a hint of dead stubbornness in Xu Shiyue's eyes. If there was any other program in her body, it was to go home.
No one could stop her from going home, back to the place that smelled like Lu Shizhen.
Xu Shiyue ignored it and continued to tell Shen Yanxing: "I still want to go home and rest."
Shen Yanxing pursed his lips lightly: "You have been like this these past few days, going home no matter how late it is."
She counted the days silently in her heart and said cryptically: "Today is the seventh day."
Xu Shiyue knew what day Shen Yanxing was talking about. He nodded lightly to indicate that it was correct, and then said nothing more.
The word death is always something that people are afraid to mention directly, and the closer the relationship is, the more difficult it is to face.
Xu Shiyue's behavior these days has been more normal and nothing unusual, but there is something strange about his breakdown everywhere. Shen Yanxing can see clearly this almost pathological paranoia.
That's why she felt that what she said just now was inconsistent with her own logic.
Shen Yanxing frowned slightly, not quite understanding what he was doing.
She didn't know why she still wanted to invite Xu Shiyue to the hotel. After struggling for a while, she said cryptically: "Then I really can't let you go to the hotel. It would be too lonely if Yuanzi waited at home alone."
"Yes." Xu Shiyue nodded, agreeing with her.
There was still some snow on the cleared road that had not been cleared away, and the shoes made a slight sound when they stepped on it, as if something was being run over and broken.
After the simple conversation, the two people walking together ran out of topics to talk about, but the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.
The street lights cast the shadows of two people standing side by side on the pure white snow, dim and hazy. As if sensing the gentleness of the moment, the restless wind also calmed down.
The green light at the intersection had turned red. Under the still night scene, Xu Shiyue's car slowly drove over and stopped by the roadside.
Shen Yanxing has always been a polite and considerate person. She has already decided to stay in the hotel opposite and is not in a hurry to send Xu Shiyue there.
The two of them just walked forward, silent as a monotonous and boring painting.
It was not known whether Xu Shiyue herself did not notice it or for some other reason, but a piece of loose and melted snow appeared under her feet. Her unstable high heels could not cope with the situation, and she was about to twist her heels and fall.
"Be careful." Shen Yanxing said, and easily reached out to support Xu Shiyue.
It’s not that the two people were very close at the moment, but the winter cotton clothes were fluffy, and they could touch each other if they were just a little bit close.
The dim light was not clear, and it shone dimly on the two people's figures that were stretched out by their coats, as if they were very close to each other.
The winter wind lowered the night temperature by another degree, as if it was bringing people traveling together closer together.
The wind blew across the walls of the building like a knife, blowing the hood of the girl hiding behind it in the blind spot where the street lights could not reach.
(End of this chapter)