The box held a number of items in it. Most of them were foreign to Song Shiyu.
However, there were also a number of them he recognised.
A few of them were the birthday presents he had gotten for ‘Ji Fanyin’ which he had picked based on the recommendation of the sales assistant while he was carefully picking out presents for Ji Xinxin.
Song Shiyu reached for the bottle of tequila and downed a mouthful straight from the bottle as he laid the items on the table one by one and racked his brains to identify them.
Before he knew it, the bottle of tequila was down to its last drop and he had only managed to identify one-third of the items there.
But that was already enough to let him know the nature of the items here.
It was full of ‘Ji Fanyin’s affection’.
It was the very affection Song Shiyu knew only to appreciate after he realized his own feelings.
These items and feelings were collected carefully, little by little, over the years and suddenly ‘BANG!’, they were all ruthlessly dumped on him.
Song Shiyu's ears rang.
At first it was soft but it gradually increased in volume, like it was trying to overtake his mind and infiltrate his chest.
Following soon after was an angina.
Song Shiyu was unsure whether the attack was caused by his prolonged recollection of his dishonorable past actions or his body being overworked from these few months of work, but he was already familiar with this pain.
Song Shiyu planted himself on the sofa and waited for the pain to go away.
However, seconds turned into minutes and the pain did not subside. It was then did he notice something was amiss.
By the time he opened his eyes, he was covered in cold sweat and could not move his limbs. Luckily, he could still operate the virtual assistant installed on his handphone. Using whatever little strength in him, he called his assistant for help.
Song Shiyu continued to lie on his sofa panting. He grabbed at his chest and grimaced while thinking of the news he saw some time back about a young couple’s sudden death after burning the midnight oil.
He had never paid any attention to those news, thinking it would never happen to him.
Even when he experienced sudden chest pains in the past, he had merely brushed it off as nothing.
… Is it my turn?
… But I have yet to gain her forgiveness.
… If this was the last minute of my life, why am I only left with ‘regrets’?
Song Shiyu could feel his vision tunneling.
In his moment of confusion, the figure of ‘Ji Fanyin’ from the past appeared before him.
”
Following closely was his haughty voice saying, “What’s your decision? This isn’t a bad thing for you, right? Don’t you like me? As long as you get to be with me, it shouldn’t matter who I take you for.”
‘Ji Fanyin’ looked at him squarely in the face.
Don’t take up my offer. Song Shiyu willed.
…
‘Ji Fanyin’ slowly and quietly raised her middle finger at him.
“Song Shiyu, who do you think you are?” Her soft and gentle voice trembled slightly.
He was relieved.
But at the same time, he asked himself: Am I worthy?
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