English Content:
Love at the Corner
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I smiled as I watched the water in the bathtub, now the warm, soft water had been dyed red by the blood flowing from my wrist, and it carried a metallic scent. My slender wrist with its heart-wrenching wound still gushed blood incessantly. Looking at the alarming red, my smile became increasingly poignant and touching...
Its enough, the blood has flowed sufficiently; I can already feel my body growing cold, as if life is gradually being drawn out of it... Timothy Qian, now, I can finally escape you, you will never catch me again.
Smiling, I leaned gently against the comfortable pillow in the bathtub and softly closed my eyes. The sound of the pounding on the door and shouting seemed to grow fainter...
"Crash..." The bathroom door was kicked open with force. In the last moment before losing consciousness, I saw Timothy Qian, furious, rushing in. His face, still handsome and soul-stirring, was covered in uncontrollable anger. He unceremoniously pulled my numb body out of the water and fiercely pinched my bleeding wrist. His cold roar echoed in my ears: "Sarah Summers, you think dying will free you from me? Dream on. I, Timothy Qian, will bring you back from hell if I dont want to let you go..."
With the last of my strength, I barely moved my lips: "Its too late... Timothy, Im going to die... I really am going to die. What I owe you, Ill repay with my life... I hope you can... forgive me..."
Too weak to keep my eyes open, in my daze, I heard Timothy Qians shout: "Sarah Summers, you wont escape, even as a ghost. I wont let you go... nor will I forgive you..."
Tears streamed down my face. Timothy Qian, if my death can stop your hatred towards me, Id rather die... all I ask is that you can regain your former brilliant sunshine...
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Where am I? My head hurts, my body aches, and Im so cold. Am I dead?
I gently opened my eyes and saw the familiar, gorgeous ceiling. I was still lying in my bedroom, on the comfortable yet dreaded bed.
Did I not die after all?
I gently lifted my wrist and saw that the wound I had brutally cut had been bandaged. I nervously looked to the front of the bed and saw the familiar and handsome face.
The world-famous CEO of Qian Group imothy Qian.
At this moment, he was looking at me with eyes as cold and cruel as a beast, his deep gaze was complicated, I couldnt understand it, but I could see the cold mockery and disdain.
My heart chilled, it turned out I still couldnt escape him!
"Sarah Summers, you really have a way about you, thinking that by dying, I would let you go?" The mockery in Timothy Qians eyes deepened. He leaned forward slightly, coming closer to me, and I distinctly felt the suffocating cold emanating from him.
Yes, that coldness and pressure made it hard for me to breathe.
"..." I bit my lip gently, not knowing what to say.
Timothy Qian reached out, his left thumb and index finger forcefully pinching my chin. It hurt, but I had no strength to break free.
"You thought that by bleeding enough, by being a rare panda blood type, I wouldnt be able to save you, right? You thought you would be free, right? Youre dreaming!" His face was as gloomy as if he had returned from hell, his beautiful lips curving into a handsome yet sinister and bloodthirsty smile, "Did you forget? I am Timothy Qian, there is nothing I cant do. I said, I wont let go of anyone I dont want to, even if they escape to the underworld, I will bring them back! I havent had my fill of you, you want to die, no way!"