Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 480 Should Live
Tang Xu was completely unable to control her emotions at this moment.

Meng Liancheng, whom she thought was already dead.

She thought Yan Shiyu had already taken care of it, so the Meng family couldn't even find the body of Meng Liancheng.

It was Meng Liancheng, the one who caused her to have nightmares almost every night because she was burdened with the sin of murder.

He's actually alive.

He's still alive!

Tang Xu could hardly believe her eyes.

Meng Liancheng's appearance was not only unexpected, but it also completely overturned all the information she knew.

How could he still be alive?

Tang Xu almost stopped breathing, staring intently at the figure huddled under the windowsill.

Having been bedridden for over a decade, Meng Liancheng was already thin and frail, but at this moment, his face could no longer be described as thin; it was emaciated, as if only a layer of skin remained to cover his withered body. His once clear and bright eyes were now as dull as dead fish. When the beam of light from Yan Shiyu shone into his eyes, he did not react at all. Even though his eyes were open, he seemed unable to perceive the light, remaining dazed and curled up against the wall. If it weren't for that face constantly imprinted in Tang Xu's nightmares, Tang Xu probably wouldn't have recognized him at first glance.

Tang Xu suddenly turned to look at Yan Shiyu and finally asked, "Why is he here?"

As she asked that question, Meng Liancheng, who was under the windowsill, finally stirred.

As if recognizing her voice, he suddenly turned his head toward Tang Xu's direction.

At the same time, Tang Xu saw a glimmer of light flash in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. As for what emotion that fleeting glimmer represented, Tang Xu had no way of knowing.

At the same time, he seemed to still be listening intently.

Tang Xu suddenly realized something and asked Yan Shiyu, "He can't see?"

Meng Liancheng moved again, seemingly finally recognizing Tang Xu's voice, but he didn't react much and even seemed to shrink further into the corner.

“There’s nothing wrong with his eyes,” Yan Shiyu said slowly, “but it seems like he really can’t see.”

Tang Xu didn't quite understand the meaning of those words.

“He deliberately made himself unable to see,” Yan Shiyu said.

Tang Xu couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.

She reached out and took the flashlight from Yan Shiyu's hand, and shone it at Meng Liancheng's face once again.

No matter how the beam of light swayed in his eyes, Meng Liancheng's eyes remained as if veiled in mist, as if he could not perceive anything, without any light or feedback.

Tang Xu couldn't help but look at Yan Shiyu again.

On the night she made up her mind to deal with Meng Liancheng, Yan Shiyu took the gun from her hand and fired the last shot for her.

For so long, Tang Xu could still clearly recall that last scene in her mind: Yan Shiyu killing Meng Liancheng for her.

In her long-standing nightmares, she would always see Meng Liancheng being shot and falling to the ground in front of her, eventually dying.

For a long time, Tang Xu felt that her memory of that night was clear.

But now, those once clear images have suddenly become blurry. Facing the person in front of her, no matter how hard she tries to recall, she can no longer remember the images that her brain has filled in—

Yes, she did not witness Meng Liancheng being shot and killed.

She didn't even see Yan Shiyu fire that shot.

Overwhelmed by her emotions, she fainted after he held her. She then woke up in that remote little building, where Yan Shiyu told her that Meng Liancheng had gotten the ending he deserved.

So she subconsciously felt that Meng Liancheng was dead, killed by Yan Shiyu, and also killed by her.

She had a life on her hands, but she also got her revenge.

It is both cause and effect.

“For someone like him, death would be too easy,” Yan Shiyu said calmly. “He should live well, and he should live for a very, very long time—so that he can watch everything he once longed for wither away before his eyes, until he finally loses everything.” He seemed to be talking about Meng Liancheng, but Tang Xu keenly sensed that he was referring to someone else as well.

She couldn't help but reach out and hold his hand, as if silently telling him that she was by his side.

Yan Shiyu seemed to sense it.

He was silent for a moment, finally composed himself, and slowly turned to look at her, saying, "But back then, you said you wanted him dead, so let's just pretend he's dead—"

At this moment, Tang Xu finally clearly identified the strongest and deepest emotion residing in her heart—

I'm actually relieved!
Fortunately, his timely arrival prevented her from killing Meng Liancheng with her own hands. Fortunately, his understanding of revenge spared Meng Liancheng's life, preventing him from going down the most extreme path. Fortunately, both of them still had a way back.

Tang Xu suddenly reached out and hugged Yan Shiyu, burying herself in his arms.

After a moment of silence, Yan Shiyu continued, "Later, I realized that Meng Liancheng's death was also a nightmare you couldn't shake off... I originally wanted to tell you the truth, but what good would knowing the truth do? You hate him so much; if you knew he wasn't dead, you might fall into another kind of inner torment. So why bother? It's better to..."

He paused, and after a moment, Tang Xu added the following sentence for him—

"Why not let me forget you, forget everything related to you, and then I won't remember him anymore, and I won't have to go through this pain again, right?"

Yan Shiyu remained silent.

Tang Xu didn't want to dwell on the past anymore, so she turned back to Meng Liancheng.

"Meng Liancheng," she called out to him.

Meng Liancheng did not give her any response.

Tang Xu was sure he could hear her, so she spoke again: "It's been so long, aren't you going to say hello?"

Meng Liancheng remained motionless.

Tang Xu continued, "After all, we've known each other for a while. You should at least tell me whether you're a human or a ghost, right?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Liancheng finally reacted.

His gaze remained vacant and hazy, but the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a smile. Finally, a forced, unnatural grin appeared on his face. In particular, his mouth opened wider and wider as if he was trying to burst into laughter, but he didn't make a sound.

Tang Xu swept the beam of light in his hand across his mouth and was shocked to find that his mouth was completely empty!
Tang Xu was only surprised for a moment.

Meng Liancheng has lost his tongue; he can no longer speak or make a sound.

Meng Liancheng was once a dashing and charming man, eloquent and charming, a womanizer who used words to seduce, looks to deceive, and bodies to gain benefits. Countless women, whether willingly, reluctantly, or threatened and lured, became stepping stones on his path to power.

Now, all those assets he was once so proud of are gone.

His once handsome appearance had long since turned into that of a ghost, and his empty mouth could no longer utter a single seductive word.

Outside the window, towering buildings stand tall and brightly lit. The city's core circle, the Gu family's businesses, all sorts of clubs, and the territories of the powerful figures he had climbed to are all clearly visible.

Everything he had ever longed for was right outside the window, even right under his feet.

But he could only watch helplessly.

Looking at that bustling city he could never return to.

What kind of torture is this?
It would be better to just go blind...

No, blindness isn't enough.
I might as well just die.

"How could he endure such a life?" Tang Xu whispered.

"He hit his head against the wall and fractured his skull. I had someone bring him back to life."

“He swallowed broken porcelain and cut his wrists. I pulled him back from the brink of death time and time again.”

"He went on a hunger strike, so they force-fed him to stay alive."

"Those who commit many evils should all live well."