My Toxic Ex-Wife: BOSS, Stay Away！-Chapter 506 - 516: Yixun, are you still there, aren’t you?
Seeing the two about to enter her apartment, Shi Yi could no longer stay calm.
With a few quick steps, she intercepted them at the door. Seeing Ouyang Hao’s head rise from his female companion’s chest and his cold face turn towards her, Shi Yi found it amusing. Was Ouyang Hao angered because she interrupted his fun?
However, shouldn’t the unhappy one be her?
Shi Yi fearlessly met the man’s cold gaze, pointed at the apartment number, lifted her chin, and said deliberately, "Mr. Ouyang, should I trouble you to check the door number before you enter?"
The last two words were emphasized heavily. Though she had witnessed many lively scenes in the United States, she never expected someone would enact such a passionate scene in her own apartment.
At her words, Ouyang Hao’s eyes lifted, his gaze passing Shi Yi and landing on the number above the apartment door. A trace of embarrassment flickered across his cold, handsome face. Shi Yi caught it, but she didn’t want to bother with him further, especially remembering their past unpleasant encounters. She couldn’t help but seize this opportunity to mock him.
With a faintly mocking smile, she spoke, "And another small suggestion, Mr. Ouyang. Next time you want to get intimate with someone, can you not be in such a hurry? After all, it’s more enjoyable behind closed doors at home."
With that, Shi Yi withdrew her gaze, turned around, and walked into her apartment gracefully, closing the door behind her, shutting out the couple.
Staring at the closed door, Ouyang Hao’s eyes did not move for a long time. For some reason, Shi Yi’s calm and light expression as she left, and the hint of disdain in her eyes reminded him of another person.
Though their appearances were vastly different, and their personalities not alike, in that instant, something in her gaze made him think of Lin Yixun.
Seeing Ouyang Hao in a daze at the door, his companion was puzzled and tentatively asked, "Hao?"
The man abruptly snapped out of it, turning his gaze to the woman beside him. Her face was flushed, her eyes shimmering, looking pitiful, but this sight failed to stir any interest in him.
Initially, he kept her by his side simply because her appearance bore some resemblance to the person in his memory. But no matter how much she looked like her, she could never be Lin Yixun.
"You should leave now."
His words stunned his companion, unable to believe it. Moments ago he was passionate, now he suddenly wanted her to leave, just as they were close?
"No, I don’t want to!" She clung to Ouyang Hao’s arm, whining pitifully.
In her mind, no man could resist a woman’s coquettish act, especially from a beautiful woman. But she didn’t know this man at all.
Ouyang Hao’s expression gradually turned colder. Narrowing his eyes in a dangerous glint, he coldly said, "I only say things once; do I need to repeat it?"
No matter how foolish she was, she could see the impatience in his cold face. Her smile stiffened, and she reluctantly let go of his arm.
"Alright... Hao, I... I’ll leave now."
She thought Ouyang Hao might ask her to stay, considering how he had pampered her recently, giving her the illusion that he was fond of her.
But as she stepped into the elevator, the man showed no sign of stopping her. Remembering the words from Ouyang Hao’s ex-girlfriend when the elevator doors closed, she couldn’t help but think.
"Gu Yiyi, don’t get your hopes up. Do you believe Hao loves you? Let me tell you, don’t be delusional! My today is your tomorrow. We’re just substitutes for that woman. Eventually, you will be replaced by another who resembles her more!"
In truth, Ouyang Hao’s ex-girlfriend wasn’t wrong. Over the years, many women had come and gone in his life, all for one reason—resembling Lin Yixun.
Among them, some had eyes like Lin Yixun’s, some had a similar nose, and some shared a few traits with her personality.
During his relationships with these women, Ouyang Hao would shower them with utmost affection, sparing no expense in time or money.
He would buy Haagen-Dazs ice-cream for them in the rain, queue for hours to get concert tickets without complaint, and design and tailor their dresses himself.
In these moments, he often gave them the illusion that he liked them, perhaps even loved them, but only he knew the true reason.
His time with Lin Yixun was short, during which he had done so little for her. Countless times he dreamed of Lin Yixun, dreaming of her asking for Haagen-Dazs ice-cream, wanting to watch Marvel hero movies, dreaming of her...
Each dream left him in agony. Lin Yixun’s death was like a sharp blade, leaving a gaping hole in his heart. During the day, he could fill the void with work, but at night, the piercing pain spread through his entire being.
Thus, he developed a habit. He began to collect women who looked like Lin Yixun, treating them with utmost care and indulgence.
When he pampered them, he felt an illusion that Lin Yixun was still alive, never having left. But each night, the pain in his heart persisted, and no effort could mend it.
Ouyang Hao stood lost in thought, gazing at a ruined poster before him. Though damaged, he had never replaced it. Slowly, he reached out, his long fingers brushing against the woman’s face in the poster, finally resting on her clear eyes.
"Yixun, are you still here?"
No response came, and a profound pain flickered in his eyes. Pressing his face against the cold poster, he murmured, "People say time is a healer. I used to believe that too. But why, after four years, can’t I forget you? Tell me, why is that? Can you tell me?"
