Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 460 The Pain Was So Much It Was Almost Dead

In this world, not everyone can face death with equanimity, especially at such a critical juncture.

Faced with Yan Shiyu's relentless pursuit, Jiang Muchen finally released the accelerator at the last moment to slow down, but at that speed, such deceleration was completely insufficient to avoid the violent impact—

Ultimately, Yan Shiyu's car overturned due to the impact, while Jiang Muchen's car crashed through the guardrail after the initial collision, nearly veering off the road, and was barely stopped by the guardrail that had split in two.

The sudden and horrific car accident instantly slowed down all the cars on the highway, and people in the first few cars quickly got out, staring in disbelief at the two cars in front of them, wondering whether the people inside were alive or dead.

However, very soon, there was a sudden movement from the overturned car—

Someone kicked open the deformed car door and crawled out from inside the vehicle.

Clearly, he was seriously injured. Blood dripped from his forehead, almost staining half his face, making it impossible to see his original appearance. One arm hung down at his side, obviously also seriously injured, with bloodstains soaking through his clothes and dripping continuously from his fingers to the ground.

This is also a jaw-dropping scene.

With such a severe impact, the car flipped several times, and he suffered such serious injuries, it would normally be normal for him to be unconscious inside the car. However, not only did he remain conscious, but he also quickly climbed out of the overturned car and walked straight towards the car hanging on the guardrail, which was truly shocking.

He forcefully pulled open the passenger door of the car, deactivated the airbag, and looked at the person sitting in the passenger seat.

Immediately afterwards, several vehicles suddenly sped up from the emergency lane. The people who got out of the cars quickly formed a human wall to block out the situation of the other vehicle, and then set up professional barriers to completely isolate the situation inside.

Soon, others helped tidy up the scene and direct traffic, and the traffic that had been stalled on the highway was cleared up again.

What happened to the two cars that collided remains unknown.

……

Tang Xu's consciousness returned only briefly; she barely had time to glance at the blood-stained face before losing consciousness once more.

When I regained consciousness, I was awakened from a nightmare.

Tang Xu suddenly opened his eyes, and it took him a while to recover from the blood-soaked dream and see his surroundings clearly.

She actually returned to Royal Bay.

Just a second before she opened her eyes, she witnessed that terrifying car accident, but when she opened her eyes, she was lying in an environment that she knew all too well. This contrast made Tang Xu a little unable to react.

After finally remembering something, she tried to sit up, but a sharp pain suddenly shot through her shoulder blade, instantly waking her up.

At the same time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Song Luobai walked in.

Upon seeing Tang Xu's condition, Song Luobai immediately stepped forward and reached out to restrain her body. "Don't move! You have an injury on your shoulder and a mild concussion. You need to lie down and not move around—"

The pain in that instant was enough to turn Tang Xu pale and make her sweat profusely, but she couldn't care less about anything else. She grabbed Song Luobai's sleeve and asked, "Where is he?"

Song Luobai paused, knowing full well who she was asking about, but still deliberately asked back, "Who?"

Tang Xu looked up at him, her eyes filled with anxiety and anger.

Finally, Song Luobai spoke up: "How should I know? He brought you back, arranged for a doctor to examine you, and then left... Do you think he would tell me where he's going?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xu immediately asked, "Is he alright?"

Song Luobai's face was very pale, but when he recalled how Yan Shiyu was covered in blood but still held Tang Xu tightly when he saw him, he finally spoke up: "In short, he's still alive and won't die... It's a good thing for him."

Upon hearing Song Luobai's answer, Tang Xu seemed to finally be certain that Yan Shiyu was safe. Before she could even fully relax, she turned around and started looking for her phone.

Song Luobai was angry, but seeing her like this, he couldn't bear it. In the end, he helped Tang Xu raise her pillow, then went out to get Tang Xu's phone and handed it to her.

Upon receiving the phone, Tang Xu immediately dialed Gao Yan's number.

"Miss Tang!" Gao Yan's voice trembled slightly with excitement upon finally receiving Tang Xu's call again. "You're awake?"

"Yes," Tang Xu replied, then immediately asked, "What about him? How is he now?"

Gao Yan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Yan was slightly injured, but it's nothing serious, so don't worry."

Tang Xu paused for a moment.

Although her head was still throbbing slightly, she knew Gao Yan so well that the moment he opened his mouth, a nerve in her brain told her something was wrong.

"Gao Yan, are you hiding something from me?" Tang Xu said. "Even at a time like this, aren't you going to tell me the truth?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before Gao Yan's voice came through again, "Ms. Tang, I'm sorry. Mr. Yan... I don't know where he is right now..."

Tang Xu's heart suddenly jolted violently. "What do you mean you don't know where he is? Wasn't he injured? Why wouldn't you know where he is?"

"Don't worry, he is injured, but his life is not in danger. Those injuries are not a big problem for him," Gao Yan said quickly. "I think... Mr. Yan is probably treating his injuries, which is why we can't contact him for a while."

This seemed like a possibility, but Tang Xu still felt that something was wrong.

He was injured, and she was injured too. He could take her home and arrange for a doctor to examine her. Why did he have to hide to treat his own injuries?
After a long silence, Tang Xu finally spoke again: "It's because of me, isn't it?"

It was because she suddenly returned, because of her mistake, that he disrupted all his plans and completely disturbed his mind.

He couldn't stay calm and rational, which is why he chased after Jiang Muchen without hesitation when he took her away, even risking his life to snatch her back from Jiang Muchen.

But what happens after he brings her back? The past, the present, forgetting, remembering… how should he face her, and how should she face him…?

If she can't find the answer, how could he possibly find it?
Tang Xu couldn't help but close her eyes.

Gao Yan on the other end of the phone also fell silent.

Because that was the only answer he could guess.

"Are you looking for him?" Tang Xu asked again after a while.

Gao Yan responded softly.

“If you find him, then tell him—” Tang Xu suddenly stopped at this point.

She originally wanted Gao Yan to tell him that she would leave Huai City and go to a place far away from him, so that he wouldn't feel any burden because of her.

But before the words were even out of his mouth, he himself realized how absurd it was.

If his inner wounds could be healed so easily, would any of these subsequent events still be possible?
"Tell him what?" Gao Yan asked Tang Xu, who had paused.

Tang Xu remained silent for a moment before finally speaking again—

“Tell him I’m waiting for him at home. Our home.”

Gao Yan paused, then quickly said, "Miss Tang, you need to rest now—"

Tang Xu didn't give him a chance to speak and hung up the phone directly. Song Luobai stood by the side the whole time, listened to her make the call, and watched her holding the phone absentmindedly for a while before finally speaking: "You really are... very good at pretending."

Tang Xu came to her senses, realized what he was saying, lowered her eyes slightly, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Song Luobai's voice was filled with confusion and self-mockery. "From beginning to end, what has this matter had to do with me?"

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

“I didn’t really want to just leave,” Tang Xu spoke again. “I didn’t really want to leave you alone in Huai City either. At that time, you had already boarded the plane, and I thought you could at least have a peaceful winter break in Boston… I didn’t expect you to come back suddenly and face something like this…”

"Heh." Song Luobai suddenly sneered before speaking, "No need to explain anything. Anyway, for you, I'll leave Huai City after my college entrance exams in a few months. Then you can be completely free and won't have to care about me anymore. Your life, the decisions you make for anyone, are your own business. What does it have to do with me? Anyway—"

He seemed to want to say something more, but after uttering the word "anyway," he paused.

Tang Xu vaguely realized what followed his "anyway" statement, but thankfully he didn't say it aloud.

She wanted to say something more, but before she could speak, Song Luobai had already opened the door in front of her and walked out.

Tang Xu's heart skipped a beat, but she couldn't care less about him at that moment. She picked up her phone again and called Duan Siwei.

Half an hour later, Duan Siwei arrived and picked her up to go to the Guiyu residential area where her new house was located.

Perhaps because what happened last night was too sudden and too shocking, it took Duan Siwei a while after picking her up before he finally spoke: "Do you really think he will come back?"

"Yes," Tang Xu replied.

If there's one place in this city he'll definitely return to, it's this one.

If she doesn't even believe in herself, then there's really nothing she can do to convince herself.

After listening, Duan Siwei sighed deeply for a long time.

He helped Tang Xu down this path because he really had no other choice. No one could stop Yan Shiyu from doing what she wanted to do, not even Tang Xu could help her. And her willingness to keep all the relevant memories was like taking out an insurance policy for the whole thing.

Now, this insurance policy has finally started to work, but the current situation has become extremely bad.

On the way to Guiyu, Tang Xucai finally seemed to remember something and asked, "How is Jiang Muchen?"

“My injuries are a bit more serious than yours, but I won’t die,” Duan Siwei replied lazily. “I’m in the hospital; the Jiang family has suppressed the news.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Xu simply closed her eyes slowly.

When the car arrived at Guiyu, Duan Siwei escorted Tang Xu to the door. Seeing that she had successfully unlocked the door with her fingerprint, he still asked with some concern, "Are you sure you'll be alright by yourself?"

“I can.” Tang Xu nodded slowly. “Go ahead and look for him. Be sure to bring him back to me.”

Duan Siwei frowned, unable to answer, and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Tang Xu opened the front door, and the lights in the house gradually came on, illuminating her new home, which she knew all too well.

The room was exactly the same as when she last came.

Everything was exactly the same, from the decorations and objects to the flowers in the vase—the bouquet she had changed last time was exactly the same as the one in the room, fresh and lush.

This couldn't possibly be the same flowers as last time. The only possibility is that he's regularly changing the same bouquets to preserve the home she decorated herself as much as possible.

Tang Xu stood at the door for a moment in a daze, then walked step by step towards the bedroom.

All the smart lights in the house turned on, except for the bedroom, which remained completely dark even in broad daylight.

Tang Xu raised her hand and turned on the light switch on the wall, illuminating the spotless room.

There are actually some signs of habitation, such as the pillows and bedding on the bed, which look like they have been used.

But when not in use, everything was neat and orderly, restored to its state before she left.

Tang Xu stood at the door for a long time before finally walking slowly to the bedside, lifting the covers and lying down.

The lights dimmed and then returned to darkness.

Tang Xu lay quietly, letting herself sink into darkness little by little.

……

When I woke up again, the room was still pitch black, and I couldn't tell the difference between day and night.

Tang Xu remained lying motionless, the pain in her shoulder still clear, allowing her to tell that she was truly awake and not still dreaming.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly chuckled softly, then spoke into the pitch-black room: "You used to love sleeping with the lights outside the window in front of you. I even went out of my way to choose a window with a nice view of the city. It's such a waste that you're keeping the curtains tightly drawn like this now."

Her only response was silence.

"That floor lamp too, we spent more than a month choosing it, and you didn't even turn it on. All that time and effort wasted."

"Why don't you change the flowers on the table? You always use the same flowers, don't you get tired of it?"

"The heating wasn't on when I put this blanket on, so I chose a thicker one. Now that the heating is so high, won't you feel suffocated by such a thick blanket?"

"The plants on the balcony can't survive the winter outdoors. I only put it there because the sun was warm that day and I wanted it to get some sunshine. I was planning to move it inside soon... Now it's still standing there so vibrantly. You didn't replace it with a new, identical one every few days, did you?"

……

She talked on and on until she had said everything she could, and then the room fell silent once again.

However, the next moment, a faint buzzing sound was heard.

Then, the curtains, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened, and the night light of the city gradually shone in, finally illuminating the general outline of the room.

Then, the floor lamp in the corner lit up, clearly illuminating the extremely solitary figure on the single sofa next to it.

The warm light from the floor lamp only illuminated his silhouette; his eyes were lowered, and his face remained hidden in the darkness.

Tang Xu remained lying quietly, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, not looking at him.

In the same space, one sitting and one lying down, two people who do not look at each other, in an atmosphere of extreme stillness.

"Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

Finally, Tang Xu broke the silence.

After a long while, Yan Shiyu's hoarse voice finally came through the air: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts," Tang Xu answered almost without hesitation. "It hurts so much I feel like I'm dying."