He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 287 - 280 Leaving Xie Shang stay with me
Chapter 287: 280: Leaving Xie Shang, stay with me
Chapter 287: 280: Leaving Xie Shang, stay with me
He would never get angry at her, would never do so, “But it doesn’t matter, you still came to find me.”
The reason she came to find him was that he had always left loopholes for her, allowing her to notice step by step, to follow the path he had set out for her toward him.
From the very beginning of the incident, starting with the call log in Ming Ao’s phone, Jiang Chengxue already knew all her cards. He had been lying in wait even longer than she had been secretly spying on Xie Shang to get revenge on Xie Liangjiang, so he understood her very well, knew all her preferences, and had observed her entire revenge plan.
“Your only purpose is to have me join you in a revenge game?”
Jiang Chengxue’s thinking was different from ordinary people; Wen Changling couldn’t think of any other possibility, and he even exposed himself without hesitation, she could only guess from a crazy and pathological perspective.
His deep eyes reflected a tiny her, “Don’t you think it’s interesting?”
Her eyes said, “You’re sick.”
He sat up straight from where he had been leaning toward her and picked up the recording pen that was lying casually on the sofa, “Do you want to listen to this recording?”
He played it for her, the recording where he was blackmailed for five million.
“Grandpa, it was me who pushed Rucheng down, and Jiang Chengxue was right there. Rucheng and I had an agreement to pin the blame on Jiang Chengxue because we weren’t like him, he was the potential talent in your eyes. If we didn’t do this, you wouldn’t abandon that monster, Jiang Chengxue.”
These were the last words recorded by Jiang Rucai for Jiang Lisong.
“We three brothers couldn’t stand the fact that Jiang Chengxue, whose father was a murderer, did quite a few things to humiliate him, and now one by one we have all suffered retribution, and it’s about to be my turn.”
There was a lot of wind noise in the recording; Jiang Rucai must have already been standing on the rooftop when he left his last words.
“I will pay for the sins I’ve committed, but my wife and daughter are innocent. After my death, please protect them for me.”
The will ended.
No wonder Jiang Chengxue wasn’t afraid of being blackmailed by that man; this recording posed no threat to him.
“Jiang Rucai jumped down on his own,” Jiang Chengxue seemed very distressed and sighed, “Why do you always refuse to believe me?”
Wen Changling calmly probed, “You threatened him with his wife and daughter, how could he not jump?”
She didn’t believe that the succession of incidents among the heirs of the Jiang Family had nothing to do with Jiang Chengxue.
“Who said I threatened him? I just saw their family separated and unable to reunite, so I brought them over to let them meet one last time. I didn’t even show my face, how could I have threatened him?”
Winning without fighting was even more chilling.
“Jiang Chengxue,” at this moment, Wen Changling also agreed with the description of the man in front of her in Jiang Rucai’s will, “You really are a monster.”
Many people had called Jiang Chengxue a monster.
When he had no tears, when he laughed at others’ funerals, when he gutted his mother’s goldfish—they all called him a monster.
He was born a monster because the blood of a deranged murderous psycho ran in his veins.
Yet, he didn’t want Wen Changling to call him that.
He was really good-natured as he asked her softly, “Then do you want to play with me?”
He was so lonely, nobody was willing to play with a monster.
Wen Changling was unwilling, too. Therefore, she didn’t speak and her gaze was filled with loathing.
The wind blew the door shut, and the long-neglected door made an odd noise.
There was a box on the table. Jiang Chengxue opened it, and only then did Wen Changling notice that the box contained the Wishing Plaque she had hung on the oak tree at Lantu University of Science and Technology years ago.
He read the words on it, “Wishing evil gets its due.”
As for why this plaque ended up in Jiang Chengxue’s hands.
Wen Changling was not at all surprised; he had already been omnipresent in her life even when she didn’t know he existed.
“As long as you play with me, I’ll repay blood with blood, granting you your wish,” he said softly, as if persuading her, “Otherwise, you can’t win against me.”
Yu Qiang said that the people around Jiang Chengxue were all like her, would never betray him.
He must be very good at luring prey, adept at camouflaging, skilled at wrapping poison in honey so that people would willingly swallow it.
Wen Changling looked him straight in the eye, her gaze unafraid and unsurprised, “How do I play with you?”
“Break up with Xie Shang, get together with me, build snowmen with me, buy me pastries, watch movies with me. Do everything you did with him, with me. Once it’s done, I’ll grant you your wish,” he said slowly, raising his hand tentatively, reaching out to Wen Changling.
She didn’t dodge.
He touched her hand, smiled, and placed the oak Wishing Plaque in her palm, “I won’t dirty your hands. I had my fortune told when I was a child, and I’m not long for this world, so you won’t have to keep me company for long, okay? Wen Changling.”
Wen Changling gripped the Wishing Plaque tightly.
Given the severity of Jiang Chengxue’s illness, it was entirely possible that he could end his own life.
He was staring at her hand, as if looking at a toy he had never seen before but that filled him with interest, his eyes brimming with curiosity, excitement, and joy.
Wen Changling pulled her hand back instinctively and wiped it on her clothes, “We are not the same kind of people.”
She turned to leave.
“Wen Changling.”
His tone was very leisurely, as if he was sure he would get what he wanted, “Xie Shang has gone to the prison to see those people, did you know?”
Wen Changling didn’t turn back, she pulled open the door and left straightaway.
But she took the Wishing Plaque with her.
Jiang Chengxue knew she would come to find him, she would come looking for him again.
The oak Wishing Plaque was tucked under Wen Changling’s pillow, and then it entered her dreams with her.
“Sister.”
“Sister.”
“…”
It was that dense forest filled with thick fog again.
Ah Na was calling her.
“Why haven’t you come to play with me?”
“Hurry up and come play with me.”
“We are all waiting for you, me, Mom, and Ming Ao, we are all waiting for you, hurry and come.”
“Ah Na.”
She held the Wishing Plaque in her hand and walked into the fog, “Ah Na.”
“Sister.”
“Sister, hurry over.”
She reached into the fog, trying to grab Ah Na’s hand, when suddenly a hand reached out from the mist and grabbed the plaque…
“Changling.”
Wen Changling was awakened by Xie Shang. She opened her eyes to find her head drenched in sweat, her gaze unfocused as she stared at the ceiling.
Xie Shang helped her put on her hearing aid, but she remained motionless; then she heard Xie Shang’s voice.
“Don’t be afraid, it was just a nightmare.”
She turned her head blankly to look at Xie Shang, “I dreamed of Ah Na again.”
Ah Na was asking her to come down and keep him company.
“Changling,” he said with a pleading tone, “shall we go see a doctor, please?”
It was no longer necessary.
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She turned her back to Xie Shang, “I’m not sick.”
About the Wishing Plaque, she didn’t want to tell Xie Shang. Jiang Chengxue was too dangerous, he was sick, without any bottom line, and would dare to do anything.
“Changling—”
She turned around, looking at Xie Shang sadly, “Xingxing, hold me.”
Xie Shang held her, “Hold me tight.”
I won’t let you sink.
Nobody can pull you down.
