Nasty, dirty, stomach-turning...
The cutting words felt like invisible, flying knives that stabbed Ji Yi's heart, one after the other.
Her face looked a little pale, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she clutched her clothes.
After everything, she'd made a miscalculation. She figured that if she pretended not to hear anything he said, she wouldn't be hurt by him. Who would've thought that the things he said could actually hit her weak spots?
Even so, she still refused to let him see her suffering.
Ji Yi swiftly lowered her head to hide the emotions surfacing in her eyes and forced herself to not be affected by his words.
Everything was the same as when she ran over to confess to him that night four years ago; she wore this exact same impassive look.
Her apathetic response affected him deeply, making him lose it and hurt her in a crazed frenzy.
"But luckily, that night four years ago was your first. If it wasn't, not only would I resent how disgusting it was, but also how dirty it was. Then again, even if it was your first, I..." He Jichen deliberately emphasized the word "first"he knew this would hurt her deeply. Since he'd been hurt so badly, he wanted her to join him in his misery. Her fragile body started to tremble frantically as he repeatedly spat out that brutal word. On the third time he said "first," her face turned so pale it was practically translucent. A line of tears hung on her lowered eyelashes as though they were about to gush out. He suddenly stopped. The room became unusually silent.
The sounds of their breaths were crystal clear.
He Jichen stared at her beautiful complexion up close. Now, he felt like his body and heart were completely hollowed out that instant. He lost all of his strength.
He knew that he'd spoken out of turn.
He'd been saying all the wrong things since that night four years ago when she confessed to him.
He also knew that even if he said something wrong, she wouldn't care.
He slowly loosened his grip on her chin until his hand released her skin.
With his head lowered, he gradually got up and stared at her for a while. She was still balled up on the floor, hugging her clothes. Then he silently averted his gaze.
Outside the window, the sunshine beamed brightly and made his eyes a little sore.
An unprecedented exhaustion suddenly overcame him, causing him to crash. With an intense tiredness, he said, "Get out!"
She was more stubborn than he imagined. Her clothes were even ripped, but when he commanded her to leave, she refused to budge.
He Jichen didn't even have the strength to get mad. Without so much as a glance back at her, he strode right out of the gym.
He understood her well. He knew that even if he wasn't around, she wouldn't want to stick around in his house for too long. So in a strange twist, he locked her in the room behind him on his way out.