The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day-Chapter 955 - 539: Chasing My Wife Through Hell (Fourth Update)
"Do you know how much I miss you?" An Ning asked him.
It seemed like a question.
Yet it also seemed like a mere expression of yearning and sorrow.
Xiao Jinxing nodded.
He knew.
Knew how much An Ning missed Fu Xingyi.
Knew that the one she loved was Fu Xingyi.
"You promised you wouldn’t die before me, you promised you’d take care of me forever, you promised you wouldn’t let me be sad, liar, liar, how can you not fulfill the things you promised me!" An Ning shouted at Xiao Jinxing, suddenly breaking down, crying with grievance, "Do you know how much pain I’m in now? Do you know how much my heart aches every time I think of you? Do you know how much I have to force myself, how much I have to suppress my feelings, just to not think of you?!"
Xiao Jinxing was silent.
Silently feeling An Ning’s entire collapse and love toward Fu Xingyi.
He always thought An Ning didn’t understand love.
Just like she didn’t understand love for him.
Just like she didn’t understand love for Gu Xingchuan.
She lived freely and alone.
It turns out all that façade was not in front of Fu Xingyi.
Faced with Fu Xingyi, even An Ning was troubled by love.
"Fu Xingyi." Suddenly, An Ning sat up on the bed.
Xiao Jinxing watched her.
Watched as her tears blurred and her slender arms wrapped around his neck.
"Don’t leave me, okay?" An Ning asked him.
With longing and expectation.
Tears like broken pearls kept falling.
Big and heavy.
Crashing into his heart.
Bringing pain to him, numbing him.
"I am in such pain." An Ning’s voice choked.
Her hand pulled at Xiao Jinxing’s big hand.
Xiao Jinxing’s eyes moved slightly.
From start to finish, he had endured, had stayed silent, had been... powerless.
He was not Fu Xingyi. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
He could not comfort her.
"Here, it really hurts." An Ning took Xiao Jinxing’s hand and placed it on her chest.
"Me too." Xiao Jinxing’s voice was low and heavy.
An Ning looked at him tearfully.
"The place in my chest hurts too," Xiao Jinxing said slowly.
So he understood An Ning.
Understood all her current heartbreak.
Suddenly, An Ning raised her head, her hands tightly hugging Xiao Jinxing, her lips deeply kissing him.
Burning lips, with urgency, with expectation, with... desire!
He and An Ning had kissed many times.
Perhaps this was the first time he truly felt An Ning’s impatience.
Unlike their first encounter with medicine.
At that time, it was just completing a task.
This time, she carried deep love.
She wished to melt herself into him.
Wished to merge with him.
But she.
Just took him as Fu Xingyi.
He once said.
He didn’t mind being a substitute.
He thought that after truly losing her once, as long as she was by his side, she could do anything.
Not love him.
Hate him.
Use him.
Deceive him.
He could accept it all.
As long as she was there.
Yet, being a substitute, he found out truly how sad it was!
He really couldn’t accept it.
Couldn’t accept it to the extent that he refused.
He pushed An Ning away from him.
After returning to the palace, the time he shared a room with An Ning, she called Fu Xingyi’s name, but he knew it was on purpose, purposely to provoke him, so he could ignore it.
But this time.
She wasn’t.
She genuinely took him as Fu Xingyi.
Took him as that man she loved, loved him with such burning passion.
It allowed him to deeply feel what it was like to truly love someone.
An Ning’s eyes welled with tears, watching him push her away coldly.
"Sorry, I can’t keep pretending," Xiao Jinxing apologized, "I’m not Fu Xingyi, I’m Xiao Jinxing."
Upon those words.
An Ning’s tears, unexpectedly yet inevitably, flowed from her eyes.
Drop by drop, bigger than pearls.
"So Xiao Jinxing, this is what you meant, you don’t mind me taking you as him." An Ning’s indifferent tone, with great irony.
"I thought I wouldn’t mind..."
"Why make promises you can’t keep?" An Ning interrupted him, questioning.
Xiao Jinxing had no words to say.
In An Ning’s mind, he was already unrecognizable.
"You can leave." An Ning said coldly.
In an instant, she could recover from her near breakdown.
Xiao Jinxing didn’t leave.
He asked, "Why did you think of Fu Xingyi today, why today, thinking of Fu Xingyi, did you lose your mind like this?"
"That’s between Fu Xingyi and me, I don’t need to explain it to you."
"An Ning." Xiao Jinxing looked at her, his eyes deep, "Isn’t it possible that you’re using him to force yourself not to have feelings?"
An Ning laughed.
A cold laugh.
"Xiao Jinxing, you’re still so confident."
"Perhaps not about me, perhaps about Gu Xingchuan," Xiao Jinxing said frankly.
"Neither." An Ning said, "I won’t have feelings for anyone other than Fu Xingyi."
"In the past, you would never emphasize this to anyone, you’d bury your feelings for Fu Xingyi so deep because you were confident those feelings wouldn’t be affected by any external interference, but now, you bring him up often, think of him often, let him appear in your life often..."
"Today, it counts as the anniversary of Fu Xingyi’s death." An Ning directly interrupted Xiao Jinxing’s words.
Xiao Jinxing... was speechless.
His heart, as if someone punched it hard.
Painful to breathlessness.
"So it’s not about any of you."
"Are you happy then?" Xiao Jinxing asked her.
An Ning’s eyes were cold.
"Living in your own world like this, letting him influence your life like this, are you happy?" Xiao Jinxing challenged.
"I..."
"Why not choose to let go?"
"Because I can’t let go."
"No, it’s because you’re afraid letting go would betray Fu Xingyi, afraid of violating the unbreakable feelings between you, afraid you’d really forget him..."
"Xiao Jinxing!" An Ning’s voice was noticeably louder, rarely did anyone see her angry, she now showed it without reserve, "You really think too highly of yourself, everything I did for you was to survive, now my rejection is entirely genuine, I, An Ning, here, here!"
An Ning fiercely pointed to her heart.
Xiao Jinxing watched her anger, her agitation, her collapse.
"Never liked you, never!" An Ning hysterically.
"I know." Xiao Jinxing nodded.
He knew she didn’t love him.
He also knew her indulgence toward him during this period was only because they had an agreement.
She promised to accept his kindness.
He promised to let her leave after half a year.
"I just wanted to tell you, if I were Fu Xingyi, if I died, I wouldn’t let the one I love live so painfully."
