Chapter 323 Are You Relieved?
Her face was not very good. Her eyes passed from Bian Yue and landed accurately on Li Siheng. She said calmly: "Do you have time? I have something to say to you today."

Her voice was cold and somewhat desolate.

Li Siheng looked at her for a moment, then stood up and followed Zhuang Jie Ning to the side hall.

Zhuang Jie Ning's steps were weak and she seemed to have no strength. She felt an indescribable fatigue as she walked along.

The two sat down in the side hall. Zhuang Jie Ning took the scissors from the table, her eyes seeming to be thoughtful.

"What are you going to do?" Li Siheng frowned, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Do you have any paper?" Zhuang Jie Ning said, "White paper will do."

Li Siheng didn't know what Zhuang Jie Ning wanted to do, but now, he didn't want to have any conflict with the latter.

So, he took out a stack of papers from the tall cabinet beside him and placed it in front of Zhuang Jie Ning.

Zhuang Jie Ning smiled, picked up one at random and began to look at it carefully.

Li Siheng's patience was running out. "You can say whatever you want to say."

"Li Siheng, how many years have we known each other?"

Zhuang Jie Ning carefully cut the white paper in her hand, but her tone was very casual. Without waiting for Li Siheng to answer, she continued, "Let me do a rough calculation. No matter how I calculate it, it's more than Bian Yue, right? You said, we could have been a couple who worked together, how did we end up like this?"

"I was very ill some time ago. Postpartum depression? Is that what you call it?" Zhuang Jie Ning laughed when she said this. Tears glistened in her eyes. She said self-deprecatingly, "What kind of postpartum depression is that? My child didn't survive."

Zhuang Jie Ning's hands were shaking as she held the scissors. She laughed until tears started to fall. She said, "Li Siheng, do you think that our fight, which ended up involving the child, is also a sin? I'm not talking about your sin, I'm talking about us."

Li Siheng's expression, which had been cold all along, finally relaxed a little. He looked at Zhuang Jie Ning, paused, and said in a cold voice: "Under the circumstances at that time, no matter what, I couldn't let you give birth to the child in the name of my wife."

His words were calm and cold-blooded.

Zhuang Jie Ning understood. "I know that in your eyes, that child is nothing more than a tool for fighting for power. In fact, I thought so at the beginning. When I got pregnant with him, I also thought that he was nothing more than a tool for fighting for power. But later, he grew up little by little in my belly. He hasn't taken shape yet, but I can already feel his existence. I know he is alive."

The scissors in Zhuang Jie Ning's hand shifted and pierced the back of her hand. Blood quickly flowed out, staining the white paper red.

Zhuang Jie Ning seemed to be unaware of the pain and continued cutting.

"Your hands are bleeding."

"It's okay. This little bit of blood really doesn't hurt at all." Zhuang Jie Ning smiled and said stubbornly, "Li Siheng, I asked you to stay because I want you to accompany me to help this child pass away. It's such a small wish. Can you promise me?"

Seeing that Li Siheng remained silent, Zhuang Jie Ning continued, "In the matter of the child, both of us are actually murderers. You were the one who did it, and my delusion and ambition were the source of all this tragedy. I heard from a Taoist priest before that only if the two of us, the perpetrators, sincerely pray together, the child will be able to enter reincarnation smoothly."

Li Siheng's eyebrows were covered with cold frost and snow. He frowned and looked at the expectation in Zhuang Jie Ning's eyes. After a long time, his eyes shifted and he said, "Just this?"

"Just this." Zhuang Jiening smiled, the tears in her eyes becoming more and more real. She said, "I used to have many delusions that I was unwilling to give up, but now, this is my only remaining wish."

Li Siheng still agreed to Zhuang Jie Ning.

It was not out of guilt, but just as Zhuang Jie Ning said, he would also feel uneasy in his dreams at midnight.

Zhuang Jie Ning looked at him, her lips trembling, as if she had a lot to say. In the end, she choked up and said, "Okay."

At night, the wind and snow on the island were even stronger. Zhuang Jie Ning and Li Si Heng stood in the courtyard and threw a stack of white paper cut into the burning fire.

The firelight shone on Zhuang Jie Ning's face, and there seemed to be fire flickering in her pupils.

She cried and laughed at the same time, and whispered, "Goodbye, baby."

Li Siheng's heart suddenly felt a dull pain.

The weighing and planning at that time was a calculation from beginning to end, and even when calculating the child, it was based on interests.

And now, Li Siheng actually felt so clearly that a life had died in the struggle for power.

The memorial ceremony was simple. When it was over, Li Siheng looked at Zhuang Jie Ning who was squatting on the ground and slowly stood up. He finally said softly, "I'm sorry."

Zhuang Jie Ning was stunned, then she smiled and said hoarsely: "I am sorry for the child."

In the next two days, everything seemed to have never happened and time passed peacefully.

Zhuang Jie Ning watched Shen Jinci take care of Bian Yue meticulously, and she no longer had the resentment she had before.

Perhaps it’s because everything is coming to an end, and people can be calmer when they have nothing to ask for.

When Bian Yue woke up from her nap, she saw Zhuang Jie Ning sitting beside her, looking at her quietly.

Time seemed to overlap in an instant, and Bian Yue returned to the humid and depressing rainy season in Hong Kong many years ago.

Zhuang Jie Ning also sat in the classroom like this, watching herself dozing off, and said with a smile that she would tell the teacher.

But now, everything has changed.

The drowsiness and confusion in Bian Yue's eyes had not yet dissipated, but Zhuang Jie Ning had already withdrawn her gaze.

She stood up and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Bian Yue didn't say a word to her. She woke up and talked to Wen Jiao, and learned that she and Shen Zhaoli had already completed the wedding ceremony.

Bian Yue asked Wen Jiao: "Jiao Jiao, do you feel happy?"

Wen Jiao's eyes were bright. She smiled and said seriously, "Yueyue, one cannot keep pursuing what has been lost. I turned back once, but the result was still the same mistake. So now, I am determined to look forward. I am happy."

Bian Yue felt relieved. She calmed down and told Wen Jiao that she must wait for her to return to China, and then she would accompany her well.

Wen Jiao smiled and said, "Then we should live together like before."

Of course Bian Yue was willing, they had a very happy chat, they hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they talked about everything under the sun.

Bian Yue didn't know that Zhuang Jie Ning was standing at the corner of the stairs, listening quietly for a long time.

Only then did he really leave.

When Zhuang Jie Ning left, Bian Yue received her handwritten letter, a thin letter placed in a yellow envelope. The moment Bian Yue opened it and read it, she felt inexplicably complicated.