Jun Hao’s expression slightly changed, but no one noticed. He smiled faintly, “She is the woman I want to keep by my side for the rest of my life. No matter where she runs, I will find her. Her name is An Ke, and she works at XX Wedding Company.” Jun Hao laughed confidently, believing An Ke had no way to escape.
When An Ke returned to the company by taxi, everyone stared at her with astonished looks, making her feel uncomfortable.
“An Ke, you’ve really fooled us,” Xiao Chen teased.
“I fooled you?” An Ke’s heart raced.
“Look,” Xiao Chen pointed to the TV on the wall for clients.
Seeing the live broadcast, An Ke almost fainted. Jun Hao was truly going to force her into a corner.
…………………………………………… 063 Confession
As night fell, rain began to pour. An Ke walked heavily on the street, raindrops hitting her body, but she seemed unaware.
Jun Hao had pushed her to the brink, forcing her to resign from her hard-won job and unable to return to her rented small room. She truly wanted to avoid Jun Hao and thought of returning to the hospital, believing he wouldn’t expect her to go there. She indeed needed medical attention. After a day of turmoil, the doctor only gave her a definitive answer in the evening. She didn’t know how she left the hospital or where to go.
A store on the street played Zhang Zhen Ying’s song “What We Promised”
We promised never to let go of each other’s hands But reality says love is not enough At the crossroads You go left, I go right We stubbornly never look back
An Ke stood at the doorway, unable to leave, listening to the familiar melody and wiping tears from her eyes. She remembered the day they ran away together, when he held her hand and said, “An Ke, my treasure, I’ll hold your hand until our hair turns white and our teeth fall out.” At that time, she felt content and happy, and for the first time, she acted coquettishly in front of him, jumping into his arms.
She said she was tired!
He immediately knelt down: “I’ll carry you home.”
An Ke blushed, saying there were so many people on the street. He responded that if he couldn’t carry her, he’d have to hold her.
An Ke looked around like a thief and slowly climbed onto his back. His back was broad and strong, and she felt safe leaning against it. Swaying all the way, An Ke had fallen asleep on his back by the time they reached home.
Standing in the rain, listening to the song and reminiscing, An Ke was approached by a passerby who asked if she was okay. An Ke didn’t respond, unsure if she even heard the question, wiping water droplets from her face and continuing to walk down the street. After walking for a long time, she found a public phone and dialed the number she had always wanted to call but couldn’t.
As soon as the call connected, Jun Hao’s anxious voice came through: “An Ke, is that you?” Without getting a response, he blurted out concerned words: “An Ke, tell me where you are. I’m worried about you.”
Hearing his voice, An Ke moved the phone away and sniffled. As soon as Jun Hao spoke her name, she could barely speak.
“Tell me where you are. I’ll come pick you up immediately.”
An Ke told him her location, not to go with him, but to talk things through.
Jun Hao drove and found An Ke within minutes. She stood there, letting the rain soak her.
“An Ke…” he called softly, seeing her standing in the rain, his heart aching to numbness.
The night was late, with few pedestrians on the street, and the rain grew heavier.
“Jun Hao, don’t come closer,” she stopped him when he was about ten steps away.
“Don’t be like this. You’ll get sick,” he always felt she was about to disappear from his sight.
“Let me finish speaking before deciding to stay or go.”
“Come back with me and we’ll talk.”
“If you don’t listen, I’ll leave right now.”
“Okay, speak quickly.” He ultimately couldn’t resist her.
“Jun Hao, you’ve been playing with me all along. You never loved me, right?” She shouted loudly: “You must tell the truth. I won’t be sad or upset.”
Jun Hao stepped closer to her, more sincere than ever: “An Ke, do you really think I would spend so much time on an insignificant woman? Maybe initially, I just wanted to play with you. I disliked your arrogant attitude and wanted to make you submit to me. I wanted to capture your heart, to see you docile. But who knew, I would lose my own heart instead.” His voice was hoarse, rain soaking him. He continued slowly: “I tried to forget you over time, but the longer it took, the deeper your mark became in my heart.” He slowly approached her, extending a hand: “An Ke, I truly love you. Please believe me.”
An Ke stepped back, wiping the droplets on her face, unsure if they were rain or tears: “But I don’t love you. I don’t love you.” Why was he saying such touching words at this moment? She didn’t want to hear it, didn’t want to listen.
“I will make you try to love me,” he had long anticipated she would say such words, but hearing her say them so coldly still hurt him deeply.
That day will never come, I will never fall in love with you.” The words she spoke, one by one, were like a thorn in his heart, and they also wounded her. Before, she had the courage to tell him she loved him, but now she didn’t, afraid that if she said it, he would be more hurt. She would rather carry this secret and leave far away. When she hoped he would say he loved her, he didn’t; now when she doesn’t want him to say it, he does. She cried out, afraid he wouldn’t hear her words: “If you truly love me, let me go.”
“I won’t let go anymore. I will make you love me.” She couldn’t see him trembling, how difficult it was to say these words. Jun Hao had never felt so helpless; he was truly at a loss.
“All along, it’s been your one-sided love. You’ve never thought about my feelings; you only cared about your male pride of possessing me. It’s you who has wounded my heart deeply. After hurting me completely, you tell me you love me – do you think I would believe that?” But she still believed his words, believed every word he was saying now.
“I will never make you sad again.” The rainwater hit his face, and in this dark night, his expression was indiscernible.
“Actually, you love yourself the most, not me. Because you love yourself, you disregard my feelings, wanting to forcibly keep me by your side. But that way, I will never be happy. How can I be happy without happiness? I beg you, please let me go, stop clinging to me.” The rain grew heavier, and she shouted louder, trying to use this sound to mask her reluctance.
He stepped forward quickly, tightly embracing her in his arms. No matter how she kicked and hit him, he would not let go, holding her tightly: “An Ke, tell me, what should I do with you?” His body trembled, and his voice trembled too; he always felt he was about to lose her.
……………………………………………………… 064 Terminal Illness
Jun Hao repeated over and over: “An Ke, what should I do with you?”
“Only by leaving you will I be happy, will I be content.” An Ke’s stiff body leaned against his chest: “Do you remember that bet? I lost, I’m at your disposal. You lost, you would set me free, never appear before me again.” She raised her head, her calm eyes showing no ripples: “You lost!”
“Losing to you, I am willing.” He had already decided that this time, he would not let her go under any circumstances.
An Ke was determined to leave. She pushed against him: “You saying you love me, wanting to give me happiness, are all lies.” Due to her extreme agitation, that nauseating feeling surged from her chest again, and she began vomiting against him.
