In an instant, Chen Zan’s emotions surged uncontrollably. Jiang Youwei’s bold actions sent a chill down his spine.
Her eyes trembled faintly at the corners, and she bit her lips so hard they turned pale.
“Do you want it?”
She was nervous too, afraid.
Would the Chen Zan in this dream reject her the same way he did in reality?
Tears welled up in Jiang Youwei’s eyes as she asked softly, “Chen Zan, is it that I can’t reach your heart?”
Chen Zan couldn’t bear to see her like this, so pitiful, so fragile.
“…Yes.”
Even after all these years, she could still toy with him as easily as if he were nothing more than a pet.
Under the moonlight, two figures intertwined.
All Jiang Youwei could see was Chen Zan, tall, clean, and strong, his breath warm against her ear. Their fingers tangled together, her waist lifting slightly…
Yet as desire deepened, so did the guilt gnawing at Chen Zan.
He had given in.
Outside, the noise grew livelier. Footsteps and idle chatter passed continuously by the lounge door.
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And between them, it was over too.
After helping Jiang Youwei get dressed, Chen Zan sat quietly to the side for a long time. His gaze never left her face as she slept peacefully, satisfied and serene, and regret slowly filled his chest.
How did it end up like this…
Why had he lost himself again?
After so many years, their relationship had only become more ambiguous.
Back then, it started because of Jiang Youwei’s kindness. She had taken care of him when he was drunk. When he woke up, the first thing he saw was her face, so beautiful it felt unreal, and he fell in love at first sight.
Between concern and desire, it was as if Chen Zan had been bewitched. No other woman could enter his eyes. There was only Jiang Youwei.
When her younger brother fell gravely ill and needed a major surgery costing hundreds of thousands, along with a kidney, Chen Zan stepped in.
Jiang Youwei had only been a junior in college then, just starting her internship. Where would she get that kind of money? Even supporting herself was already an achievement for a university student.
After he found out, he simply waved his hand, and the money and kidney source were arranged. The subsequent hospitalization fees, medical expenses, nutrition costs… he paid for everything.
All in all, it added up to more than 1 million, an amount Jiang Youwei simply could not afford at the time.
Her brother was saved, his life extended entirely by Chen Zan’s generosity.
She was grateful to him.
And in his eyes, there was only her.
But at that time, Chen Zan had taken advantage of her vulnerability and asked her to be his girlfriend…
When he made that request, Jiang Youwei fell silent.
Chen Zan had even loudly declared to everyone who knew Jiang Youwei that she would definitely become his girlfriend.
Later, worn down by his relentless pursuit, Jiang Youwei did become his girlfriend. Chen Zan, in turn, experienced just how exhilarating it was to live as a reckless rich second-generation heir.
Unfortunately…
What they had was ultimately just a love forced to an end.
Chen Zan glanced at Jiang Youwei’s phone beside him and thought of the girl who had called her earlier, probably her assistant.
Leaving Jiang Youwei alone in the lounge didn’t sit right with him, so he decided to unlock her phone and send a message, asking someone to come pick her up.
Just as he was about to leave, Chen Zan froze.
Her phone password hadn’t changed. It was still his birthday…
They had once truly loved each other, hadn’t they?
Chen Zan wasn’t sure.
He shook his head again. Maybe girls simply mistake kindness for love when someone treats them well.
Jiang Youwei probably hadn’t met someone better yet, which was why she was still holding onto him in her dreams.
Chen Zan gazed at her with lingering attachment. Unable to stop himself, his fingers gently traced her brows, the bridge of her nose, and her soft, full lips.
He leaned down and placed one last kiss.
“Goodbye, Jiang Youwei.”