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Here it comes again.
Again and again.
Is Leng Yifeng’s mother the reincarnation of Xianglin’s wife*?
Lin Qingyou sneered. “Leng Yifeng, you’ve been using my guilt for so many years.”
“It’s time for you to pay the price.”
Li Jia noticed that Lin Qingyou didn’t react as she usually did—rushing back anxiously to check on Leng Yifeng.
He repeated himself.
“Miss Lin, President Leng’s leg condition has flared up again. He’s in great pain…”
Yin Yichen, who was always outwardly emotional, instantly exploded and turned to glare at Lin Qingyou with piercing eyes.
If Lin Qingyou dared to abandon his brother again, he would go down with her.
Yin Hanyu, on the other hand, who was always restrained, had eyes filled with nervousness and fear…
Fear of being abandoned again…
Fear that everything in this period of time had just been a dream…
Yin Hanyu looked at the girl beside him, nervous and cautious.
She was going to leave him again, wasn’t she?
Before, Leng Yifeng’s words had lost their effect.
But now, Leng Yifeng’s leg condition was the ultimate trump card against Lin Qingyou.
Sure enough.
Lin Qingyou said, “Alright, I’ll go check on him.”
Yin Hanyu clenched his fists, instantly reaching for the car door.
But suddenly, his hand was held by Lin Qingyou.
Lin Qingyou said, “Baby, come with me.”
“Lin. Qing. You.” Yin Yichen was so furious he almost lunged from the driver’s seat to strangle Lin Qingyou.
But the seatbelt restrained him.
“Lin Qingyou, don’t push it!”
It was bad enough that she was going, but now she wanted his brother to go with her too?
Was she trying to kill him with anger or humiliate him?
How could such a vicious woman exist in this world…
Yin Yichen furiously unbuckled his seatbelt, itching to strangle her.
But in the next second—
The usually silent Yin Hanyu spoke.
“Drive.”
“Brother?” Yin Yichen stared at him in disbelief.
Yin Hanyu repeated, even more forcefully, “Drive.”
“I won’t!” Yin Yichen was livid. He refused to let his brother suffer such humiliation.
Go with her?
To watch Lin Qingyou take care of Leng Yifeng?
To watch Leng Yifeng use this foolish woman to hurt and humiliate his brother?
To let his brother witness Leng Yifeng and Lin Qingyou flaunting their affection?
No way!
Never!
“Then get out.” Yin Hanyu stood up. “Get out, I’ll drive myself.”
“Brother…” Yin Yichen was seething, glaring at Lin Qingyou with hatred.
But he had no choice.
His brother had no bottom line when it came to Lin Qingyou.
He would really drive her to Leng Yifeng’s place himself.
It was too cruel…
Yin Yichen spat hatefully in Lin Qingyou’s direction before strapping on his seatbelt again and driving toward Leng Yifeng’s home.
The atmosphere in the car was tense and awkward.
Lin Qingyou glanced at Yin Hanyu, about to speak, but he turned to look out the window.
He even shifted his seat to put more distance between them.
Lin Qingyou pressed her lips together.
She suddenly realized—
No words would make a difference.
She had done too much in the past…
So much that a simple “Please, trust me, okay?” wouldn’t be enough to fix anything.
Leng Yifeng’s leg had been injured saving her.
So every time he brought up his injury, nothing else seemed to matter.
When his leg was first injured, he once pushed himself in a wheelchair to his favorite basketball court.
When she found him, he was being mercilessly bullied by a group of boys, completely defenseless, his dignity trampled.
They had knocked over his wheelchair, leaving him helpless on the ground.
No matter how hard Leng Yifeng struggled, he couldn’t stand.
One of the boys even kicked his wheelchair far away.
“Leng Yifeng, so you really turned into a cripple! No wonder you’ve been missing for so long.”
“Whoa, is that really you? Our famous Leng Yifeng? Weren’t you supposed to be a genius? Last time we played against you, you crushed us! Now look at you—completely useless.”
“Oh my God, I didn’t even recognize you! Weren’t you once the pride of our school? You used to dominate the court, and now you’re crawling like a dog.”
One of them stomped on Leng Yifeng’s injured leg. “Is this the bad leg? Can you feel this? Does it hurt?”
“Does it hurt? Does it?” He pressed down harder, laughing wildly. “Hahaha… Leng Yifeng, are you really not feeling this? Or are you just pretending? Are you completely paralyzed now?”
“Leng Yifeng, do you know what I really want to do right now?” The boy suddenly straddled him. “Tsk tsk tsk, seems like you’re really useless—you didn’t even flinch at that.”
“Hahahahaha!”
Their cruel laughter echoed through the court.
“Leng Yifeng…”
Back then, when Lin Qingyou arrived and saw this scene, her heart shattered.
Overwhelming guilt consumed her, suffocating her.
She chased them away, hands trembling as she tried to help Leng Yifeng up.
“Don’t touch me!”
Leng Yifeng snapped in rage.
Lin Qingyou’s hands trembled, but she didn’t dare move.
Leng Yifeng’s eyes were bloodshot, sweat dripping as he struggled to crawl.
Finally, after agonizing effort, he reached his wheelchair.
But no matter how hard he tried, he simply couldn’t get back in it.
Lin Qingyou kept pleading with him, apologizing over and over, crying uncontrollably.
Leng Yifeng lay on the ground, sobbing helplessly.
It was the first time she had ever seen him cry.
At first, he tried to suppress it, his body trembling violently.
But then, he finally broke down and wailed.
“I’m a cripple…”
“I’m a useless cripple…”
“I can’t even get into my own wheelchair…”
“What’s the point of living?”
“What’s the point of my life anymore?”
“Ahhhhhh! Why, God? Why are you doing this to me?”
“Why…”
“I’m sorry…” Lin Qingyou knelt beside him, punching the ground with her fists.
Her tears dripped onto the pavement.
It was all her fault.
She had ruined him.
At that moment, in front of Leng Yifeng, she could no longer lift her head.
She had done this to him…
“Qingyou, help me up.”
After a long, long time, Leng Yifeng finally spoke, allowing her to lift him into the wheelchair.
As she pushed him home, something inside her changed forever.
She stopped apologizing.
Instead, she told him—
“Leng Yifeng, from now on, I will be your legs. I will never leave you alone again…”
She would never let anyone hurt or humiliate him.
That was why she had never doubted his injury.
That was why, when Yin Hanyu lashed out at Leng Yifeng, she always defended him.
That was why, whenever Leng Yifeng brought up his injury, no matter how angry or upset she was, she would always rush to take care of him.
Lin Qingyou suddenly rolled down the window.
The wind blew in, sweeping her hair from her face, making her eyes sharper, more resolute.
It was time to end this.
So many years had passed.
She had not only trapped herself—
She had also deeply hurt Yin Hanyu.