Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 350 - 363: You’ll Always Be the Most Beautiful
She froze for a moment, her heart stopping.
She never expected to run into him here, even less to be seen by him in such an ugly state.
Instinctively, she raised her hand to cover her face, but Lu Shifeng grabbed it. His grip was cold, slightly trembling, while his other hand slowly caressed her cheek, his long fingers sweeping over the twisted scar on her face. As they passed, they left a trail of icy fire.
She turned her head instinctively, her voice trembling, "Don’t look!"
But he turned her head back, his gaze deep and complex, "Xingyu..."
"Lu Shifeng, I told you not to look!" She struggled to free her hand, her voice tinged with urgency and a hint of tears. Even though she had borne these scars for so many years, even though so many people in the world had seen them, she still didn’t want him to see. Stubbornly, she turned her head away again and again, using her other hand to block him, "Lu Shifeng, go away!"
Lu Shifeng pulled her into his arms, "Xingyu!"
He didn’t know what she had gone through in the past four years, but suddenly he understood why she wore a mask that day in the hospital, because the scars on her face were too hideous to be seen!
Those scars were obviously burn scars, only burn scars could be so uneven, so terrifying!
How much pain must she have felt when the fire scorched her skin?
He held her tightly, wishing he could crush her into his embrace, "Xingyu, how did you get the scars on your face, was it... four years ago?"
She struggled vigorously, but was unable to break free from his embrace.
Upon hearing his question, she went still, ha, so he still remembered four years ago? What right did he have to remember four years ago!
"Yes, it was that time four years ago," a surge of anger welled up from within her, she simply stopped struggling and raised her head to look at him furiously, "Lu Shifeng, you used such cruel tactics! Gagging my mouth and tying me to the bed, unable to seek help from heaven or earth, forced to watch Zhuang Heng sneaking in and setting my face on fire! I couldn’t even cry out in pain!"
Words buried in her heart for so long.
Back then, when she was tied to the bed, watching the fire inch closer, she only thought that if, if God gave her more time, she would definitely ask Lu Shifeng what his heart was made of, how could he be so ruthless, allowing another woman to humiliate her, trample on her?! He kept saying he would protect and take care of her, was this how?
But these words from her heart only prompted his instinctive denial, "Impossible! How could it be Zhuang Heng?"
"You still trust her?" Su Xingyu’s throat ached with bitterness, "Lu Shifeng, she will always be more trustworthy than me, right? In your eyes, she’s the only one who wouldn’t lie, and I’m the one supposed to be the scapegoat full of lies?!"
"Xingyu..."
"Lu Shifeng, I misjudged you, I misjudged you long ago," she looked up at the cold-looking man in front of her, her voice turning bleak, "There’s nothing more to say between us."
But Lu Shifeng said, "Xingyu, I know there’s a grudge between you and Zhuang Heng, but everything requires evidence. When the villa caught fire, Zhuang Heng was still at the old house with my mother..."
"Then it was Du Shuxian and her who conspired to deceive you."
"My mother wouldn’t lie, it’s a matter of life and death, her mind is too simple to hide such a big lie."
"So, I’m the one who’s lying?" Su Xingyu’s voice grew more and more desolate.
Lu Shifeng grabbed her hand with grief, "I know you hate me in your heart, and hate Zhuang Heng for having my child, and hate that my mother never liked you. Xingyu, in the past, no matter how you deceived me, I didn’t let you take photographs yet you did it behind my back, claiming to have ridden a roller coaster though you obviously hadn’t... These were small matters, but this time, you don’t have to lie to me. No matter how the fire started, how your face was injured, in my heart, you’ll always be the most beautiful Xingyu. All these years, I’ve been waiting for you to come back."
His words scattered into the wind one by one.
The amusement park was bustling, with the sound of clowns blowing horns, the cries of cotton candy sellers, the laughter of children...
As if they had all become the background.
Su Xingyu quietly looked at the man in front of her, the clear autumn wind blowing through her hair, making her look like a fragile and desolate bird.
In the end, no matter how much was said, he never believed her.
She slowly pried his hand off her, freeing the arm he had grasped, then, mustering all her strength, she slapped him hard!
A crisp slap echoed.
As if time froze.
Lu Shifeng’s head was knocked to one side by the slap, and when he turned back, there was a distinct trace of blood at the corner of his sharp lips.
Her cold eyes stared at him, and she said, "This slap is from four years ago."
After speaking, she turned and walked away in the opposite direction.
The amusement park was crowded, Zhuang Heng stood not far behind, stunned by everything she saw.
As Su Xingyu brushed past her, she picked up the mask she had stepped on and soiled, putting it back on her face.
The familiar touch of the mask caressed her skin, replacing his cold fingers, as if putting on a layer of armor.
Facing the cold, clear light, she lifted her head, she was once again the indomitable Su Xingyu, the one who had lost her beloved man yet could still live well.
In her heart, that relationship, that man she once loved deeply, was long dead.
After walking for a long while, she sat down by a tall birch tree, its golden leaves fluttering onto her slender shoulders like a rain of fragile golden flakes.
She curled up, burying her small face in her arms, unmoving for a long time.
After a while, a pudgy little hand reached out to her, gently touching her, "Mommy, Mommy."
She lifted her head, seeing her beloved son Han, one little hand holding a bunch of colorful balloons, the other hand somewhat worriedly holding hers.
"Mommy, were you crying?"
"Hm? No." Su Xingyu wiped her eyes belatedly, erasing the slight wetness, looked up and saw Ouyang Yi following behind her child.
"I took Han to ride the bumper cars, and then I couldn’t find you anywhere, it turns out you were hiding here by yourself." In the shifting sunlight, Ouyang Yi’s smile was also shifting, "What happened, little girl, did you get lost and cry out in fear?"
She was amused by him, "No, you were the one who was scared."
He laughed too, sat down beside her, and in a low voice that didn’t disturb Han, said, "I saw him and Zhuang Heng, and I saw you slap him. Xingyu, whatever happened in the past is in the past. Now, you have me, and Han, and we, as a family of three, will live well together."
