CIATB Chapter 159 Loving one person to the extreme, isn't that what it's like?
Chapter 159 Loving one person to the extreme, isn't that what it's like?
Unable to fall asleep, she picked up a pack of cigarettes and went to the balcony.
That was something she would only touch when she was occasionally upset; otherwise, she would never touch it.
She lit a cigarette, held the slender cigarette between her fingers, and took a gentle puff.
The pungent smoke slid down her throat, causing her to cough slightly.
A thin layer of mist rose in her eyes, as if she were holding back tears that hadn't yet fallen.
The beautiful face, shrouded in smoke, appeared exceptionally hazy and ethereal, yet also conveyed a sense of fragile vulnerability.
Her once bright eyes were now dull and lifeless, filled with an overwhelming sadness and confusion.
Long eyelashes drooped, casting a light shadow under her eyelids, concealing all the distress and helplessness in her eyes.
Her lips were slightly red from the smoke, her cheeks were pale, and her jawline was taut. She looked like a flower ravaged by wind and rain, beautiful yet heartbreaking.
Wisps of smoke rose, swirling around her hair, blurring her features, and obscuring the struggle in her heart.
She smoked one cigarette after another until the pack was empty, her fingertips slightly burning from the cigarettes, before her thoughts cleared a little. Lu Yuanfeng was coming back on Wednesday, and today was Monday; there were still two days left, and she couldn't hesitate any longer.
She should call Lin Weiwei immediately and tell her that she doesn't want to go on the blind date and doesn't want to see Lu Yuanfeng.
She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen, and with slightly trembling fingertips, dialed Lin Weiwei's number.
But just as he pressed a number key, a deafening clap of thunder suddenly shattered the silence of the night.
A deafening roar echoed through the sky.
Startled, her hand trembled, and the phone almost slipped from her fingers.
The coldness at my fingertips spread throughout my body via my blood.
Su Wan is most afraid of thunder, especially when she is home alone.
That thunderclap, like a sharp knife, cleaved the silence of the night, and also shattered all the pretense in her heart, completely exposing her deep-seated fear to the darkness.
She suddenly looked up at the distant sky.
The already dark and inky night sky was now illuminated by streaks of pale lightning.
Lightning, like gentle yet sharp silver ribbons, darted through the thick clouds, tearing through the boundless darkness before vanishing in an instant, leaving only a glimmer of light that illuminated the heavy clouds.
The clouds hung so low they seemed to press down, thick and oppressive, like a heavy boulder weighing on her heart.
The air was thick with moisture, mixed with the crispness of earth and the faint fragrance of grass and trees, foreshadowing a summer thunderstorm that was about to pour down, washing away all the noise and loneliness of the world.
Su Wan's heart skipped a beat, and the fear in her heart intensified.
She gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white and her fingertips icy cold.
He couldn't even bother calling Lin Weiwei anymore. He hurriedly turned around and rushed into the house, closing the sliding door to the balcony behind him.
It's as if this way, all the fear and noise outside can be shut out.
She walked quickly to the living room, picked up a blanket from the sofa, and wrapped herself tightly in it.
Curled up in the corner of the sofa like a frightened kitten, she trembled slightly, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness.
Just as she was curled up on the sofa, trembling, another pale bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire living room and her pale, terrified face.
Immediately following was another deafening clap of thunder, which seemed to shatter the entire world.
Then, large raindrops began to pound against the balcony glass, making a soft yet rapid pattering sound, like a silent whisper between heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a torrential downpour.
It weaves an endless curtain of rain, gently enveloping the entire city.
The sudden thunderstorm completely disrupted her already chaotic state of mind.
She glanced at the clock on the wall; the hour hand had already pointed to two in the morning. By this time, Lin Weiwei should have been fast asleep, perhaps no longer able to hear the wind and rain outside the window, nor the struggle and sadness in her heart.
"Never mind, I'll talk to her tomorrow."
Su Wan murmured softly, her voice filled with weariness and loneliness.
After a long time, accompanied by a sky full of rain and thunder and lightning, it slowly fell into a deep sleep.
The rain, falling endlessly as if drawn by the sorrow of heaven and earth, was both lingering and resolute, pouring down from midnight until dawn, as if trying to wash away all the dust and regrets of Seoul, yet somehow making all the sadness even more intense.
The rain continued the next day.
The sky remained a hazy gray.
Thick, low-hanging clouds pressed down without a single gap, refusing to let in even a sliver of light, as if the sky would never clear again, casting endless gloom over the city.
The entire city of Seoul was shrouded in a torrential downpour.
The rain was fine and torrential, weaving an endless net that blurred the distant buildings, streets, and vegetation into hazy silhouettes, making them indistinct and their outlines indistinct.
After being awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night, Lu Chenyuan never closed his eyes again.
He lay quietly on the cold sofa, his eyes vacant.
The burning sensation from the high fever spread throughout his body via his bloodstream, and in his hazy mind, the image of Su Wan resolutely leaving in his dream kept replaying.
Every image was like a sharp knife, repeatedly cutting into his heart, causing him so much pain that he could hardly breathe.
In the middle of the night, he struggled to get up, rummaged through the medicine box for a fever reducer, swallowed it with some lukewarm water on the coffee table, and then poured himself another glass of lukewarm water and placed it beside him.
But he didn't touch the glass of warm water again until it had completely cooled down.
For some reason, he felt as if a heavy boulder was pressing down on his heart, filling him with inexplicable sadness and unease.
He desperately wanted to see Su Wan right now and wanted to call her immediately.
He told her he couldn't wait a day, not even a second. He wanted to hear her answer now, to hear her say that she loved him too, to give him absolute certainty, a promise that would put his mind at ease.
but--
He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the urgent thought in his heart.
His Adam's apple bobbed violently, his eyes filled with self-mockery and desolation.
He suddenly felt ridiculous, really ridiculous.
When did he become like this?
Where did Lu Chenyuan, who was once cold, ruthless, and indifferent to everything, go? Where was Captain Lu, who was the one who had the final say in the police station, was ruthless and had a decisive approach, and was known as the "Living Yama"?
In front of Su Wan, he seemed to shed all his armor and sharpness, becoming a humble and timid child, like a child begging for candy, cautiously probing, anxious and uncertain.
At that moment, he suddenly understood. He understood how Su Wan had cried so sadly and desperately at the farmhouse, how she had been so determined to kiss him.
When you love someone to the extreme, isn't that what it's like?
Humble, obsessive, and reckless, even if rejected or hurt, they only want to get close, only want to possess, only want to receive a response.
Just like his mood right now.