is your colleague. The cut on her forehead is pretty big, it was sent in a bit late, and she lost quite a bit of blood, but that's not a major issue. The biggest problem is that she has a high fever,...Little Tong slowly woke up. When she woke up, the room was dim. She got up slowly and walked to the living room. She wasn't surprised to see a man sitting on the sofa watching TV in the warm light.

In the living room, the TV volume was turned down low, as if afraid that it would be too loud and wake up the sleeping person.

Faint footsteps echoed down the hallway, and the man turned to see who was coming.

Their eyes met.

Both seemed to have no major emotional ups and downs, like an old married couple, or perhaps with a deep understanding, neither broke this eerie peace.

It seems, all is well.

The man stood up on his own, walked to the bar, and slowly reheated the food, placing it on the counter.

And the woman walked past silently, and sat down to eat the meal.

Perhaps, between them, there had never been so much love and hate entanglement, so many painful memories.

After a meal, anyone would feel the atmosphere was harmonious, even having a sense of contentment with the present.

Ta-da!

The last mouthful of hot rice went into her mouth, the woman put down her chopsticks, which made a slight sound on the bar counter.

"Let me go."

Her rough voice slowly uttered three words.

The man's large hand, mid-way through clearing the dishes, froze. "You're tired," Bai Yu said, "Your body isn't feeling well. Go get some sleep. Tomorrow morning, I'll go to the supermarket and buy a rooster for you. I'll make you some soup."

"Let me go," the woman said gruffly, ignoring the man's words.

“Be good,” the man put down his bowl and chopsticks, placing them in the sink, then washed his hands clean, dried them, and walked toward the woman. He embraced her from behind, resting his arms around her waist, “Go to sleep, sleep a while and everything will be alright.”

"Let me go," she said, her eyes unreadable.

And let the iron arms on her waist, tightly encircle her. Now so close, yet there is not a sliver of warmth.

Her eyes, like parched earth, were dry and devoid of moisture.

The man remained gentle: "Little one, behave yourself and go to sleep. I won't hear a word of this. And please, don't ever say such foolish things again."

His voice was gentle as ever, even with a hint of indulgence, but there was also a clear warning in it.

"I want to leave here…"

Before the woman could finish her sentence, the man was enraged:

"Do you want to leave here, or do you want to leave me"

His fists clenched, his temples throbbing with barely contained rage. He suppressed his voice, trying to hold back the impotent fury that threatened to explode.

"Stop talking nonsense, don't let me hear that word 'leave' again," he gritted his teeth, the pain in his eyes only he knew:

"My child, you've always been so intelligent. You must know which choices benefit you the most."

Negotiation skills in a shopping mall, men don't understand, these are trivial in terms of emotions.

His strong attitude in the marketplace was backed by his ample capital, allowing him to be so assertive. However, this is not the marketplace; this is a paradise lost.

He didn't understand any of this, he just wanted to keep her.

Even though two of his close friends had, subtly and repeatedly, reminded him to let go of someone who wasn't meant to stay.

But every time he thought about this woman leaving him, and from then on having nothing to do with him, he couldn't control himself.

He was flustered and at a loss.

He was poisoned, she was his medicine.

The woman simply lowered her head, the smile in her eyes, nothing more than a sarcastic jab... He was always like this!

He, has never changed!

Her mind was filled with Xia Guanjia's words today, the entanglement between the two families, and the beginning of their relationship... It turned out that everything was just a mistake.

She also had a temper, she wanted to scream at him, angrily demanding why he was treating her this way.

Xia Guanjia's words were like a giant hammer, shattering her to pieces. She remained silent, thinking for a long, long time about what Xia Guanjia had said, about the things between their two families...

Finally, the woman said nothing.

Without uttering a word to the man behind her.

Since their beginning was a mistake, then those things he need not know.

"Shen Xiujian, you said, you hate me.

I understand.

I understand.

But I am already like this, I have, very little left.

I don't understand, what about me could possibly catch your eye, Mr. Shen

“Let me go, we can each live our own lives peacefully, can’t we”

She tried to persuade him, but she forgot, this person's stubbornness can be really frightening sometimes.

"No!" the man roared, she only knew to leave, leave, leave!

For her to leave, she could disregard everything!

Isn't it nice to be by his side

"Be good and go to sleep."

He said.

His palms were clenched tightly, his heart pounding in his chest as he anxiously awaited the woman's response. He was terrified, truly terrified, that if she uttered another word about leaving, he wouldn't be able to control himself. He had no idea what he might do!

Time passed bit by bit. The woman in his arms, seemed to sense the man's thoughts behind her, "Good."

Only then did the man relax his arms and watch as the woman entered the bedroom. He watched until the bedroom door gently closed, and only then did he loosen his clenched fist.

When a woman woke up again, everything was different.

Overnight, all the windows in the house were fitted with aluminum alloy railings.

The morning sunlight streamed in, the woman opened her eyes and turned her head, unable to look away. Her gaze was fixed on the window bars, a prison of metal.

She stared at the security window for a long, long time. Suddenly, she laughed, and as she laughed, tears welled up in her eyes... He had built her another prison.

Leaning on her body, she climbed up, walked barefoot to the window, and grabbed the aluminum alloy burglar-proof window with all her might... Another prison, she laughed, tears streaming down her face.

Just like back then, during her three years in prison, her hands gripped the bars tightly. This was the only place where light came through.

The sound of a key turning in the lock came from outside the door, and she quickly tidied everything up, wiped away her tears, and turned to leave the bedroom.

The man carried a plastic bag in his hand and walked up to the bar:

"Today's rooster is especially good, I caught it myself, it's particularly plump. I brought you breakfast, Xiao Tong, wash up and sit down to eat."

As he spoke, he placed the plastic bag in his hand by the sink. There were plenty of vegetables and meat products, just as before. The man was already at the sink, rolled up his sleeves, and washed the vegetables methodically.

The woman's hand hung at her side, the back of it turned towards her, the crescent moon-shaped fingernails deeply imprinted in the tender flesh of her palm. She tilted her head up, and outside on the balcony, the security window was already in place, shrouding this large house tightly shut.

A gust of wind blew, yet she felt like she was suffocating.

The woman silently did as she was told. He said, go wash up, then come eat breakfast.

Well, alright.

She went to wash herself, and after washing, she sat quietly down to eat the breakfast he had brought back.

A man was deftly washing and cooking vegetables in the open kitchen, while a woman sat at the bar, quietly enjoying her warm breakfast.

A warm and cozy room, filled with happiness.

The woman didn't even ask when the security bars were installed.

It seemed like everything was fine, but every time a woman's gaze swept over the security bars in her eyes, there was a deep disgust and… fear.ime now"Only then did Jian Tong realize that it was already so late.Xiao Heng sent Jian Tong back to her dormitory building and pulled her aside for a kiss, touching her forehead. As if she had been b...