chsdbacks Chapter 371 Why did she suddenly lose control of her emotions?
Chapter 371 Why did she suddenly lose control of her emotions?
Seeing that Shen Li was still unconscious, Lu Cheng turned to Xiang Yang, who was standing at the door, and asked with a hint of scrutiny, "What exactly did you two talk about today? Why did she suddenly lose control of her emotions?"
Xiang Yang didn't hide anything and told them everything they had talked about from their first meeting to their meal, including Shen Li asking him about his address and bodyguard.
"So, the two bodyguards with you are Mingcheng and Mingxing?" Lu Cheng's brows furrowed even more.
Although he wasn't very familiar with Mingcheng and Mingxing, he knew that the two were Ming Xiangyang's personal bodyguards, who had always been loyal to Ming Xiangyang and had never left his side.
I've seen him before at funerals.
Feng Ye, who was standing to the side, was also completely stunned—if Ming Cheng and Ming Xing were both by his side, then the person in front of him must be Ming Xiangyang without a doubt!
But why did he fake his death?
Why pretend to have amnesia?
At Ming Xiangyang's funeral, Shen Li cried her heart out and almost collapsed, which they all witnessed.
Moreover, everyone knows that Ming Xiangyang's heart and soul are completely devoted to Shen Li, and he was even seriously injured while trying to save her.
If he were still alive, Shen Li should have been overjoyed. How could she have lost control of her emotions and fainted?
Not only Lu Cheng, but Feng Ye and Zhao Qing were also full of doubts. The more they thought about it, the more suspicious the matter seemed, as if an invisible net was enveloping everyone.
On the other side, Shen Li fell into a deep coma, her consciousness seemingly lost in an endless fog.
All around her was a hazy gray, and she couldn't see anything clearly. Only a biting cold enveloped her. Alone, she wandered aimlessly through the fog, her heart filled with fear and helplessness.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a familiar figure finally appeared in the mist.
That figure, that silhouette, it was clearly her older brother, Lu Sheng!
In this unfamiliar and cold place, the sudden sight of a loved one warmed Shen Li's heart. She excitedly ran towards the figure, her voice choked with emotion, "Big brother! Big brother!"
She quickly stepped forward and grabbed the man's sleeve tightly.
But the next second, the person slowly turned around—and what came into view was Ming Xiangyang's face!
Shen Li froze instantly, her smile fading, her voice filled with disbelief: "How could it be you? Where's my brother? I clearly saw my brother..."
She could clearly see that it was her older brother's back, so how did it turn into Ming Xiangyang in the blink of an eye?
"Ming Xiangyang..." she murmured, her voice filled with confusion and pain.
Ming Xiangyang looked at her, a wicked and eerie smile playing on his lips, but his voice carried the gentle warmth unique to Lu Sheng: "Lili, you're not mistaken, I'm not Ming Xiangyang, I'm Lu Sheng."
"No!" Shen Li shook her head vigorously, tears welling up again.
"You're Ming Xiangyang, not Big Brother! Why are you wearing Big Brother's clothes? Where's Big Brother? Where did you hide him?"
"Big brother... Big brother, please come out!" She cried as she looked around, trying to find Lu Sheng's figure in the mist.
Ming Xiangyang suddenly stepped forward and hugged her tightly, so tightly that she couldn't breathe. His tone was filled with a touch of obsessive madness: "I am the eldest brother, Lili. Don't look for him anymore. He will never appear again."
"No! No! I want my brother! Let me go!" Shen Li struggled desperately, trying to push him away.
But his embrace was as firm as an iron clamp, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.
Ming Xiangyang looked down at her, his eyes churning with obsessive and painful emotions, and roared, "I am Lu Sheng! You are not allowed to find him! Lili, I love you so much, I would give anything for you, isn't that enough to move you?"
Shen Li looked up, seeing the ferocious light in his eyes, her heart filled with fear. She pounded her fist on his chest, crying out, "No! You're not my brother! Get out of my way... I need to find my brother!"
The fog grew thicker, Ming Xiangyang's smile became increasingly eerie, Shen Li's struggles grew weaker, and despair overwhelmed her like a tidal wave...
Lu Cheng stood by the bedside, his gaze fixed on Shen Li's face, listening to her furrowed brows and unsteady breathing as she murmured in her sleep, her voice filled with anxiety.
"Big brother...big brother, where are you?"
Lu Cheng's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out and gently took her slightly cool hand in his.
He leaned down and pressed his lips to her ear, his voice as soft as warm water: "Lili, it's your second brother. Don't be afraid, your eldest brother is home. I'm here, don't be afraid..."
His voice was filled with heartache, and every word he uttered was meant to comfort.
In the dream, Shen Li seemed to breathe a sigh of relief; her brows gradually relaxed, and her breathing became more even.
Xiangyang watched this scene quietly from the side, his temples throbbing, and he suddenly felt a splitting headache.
He raised his hand and pressed hard against his brow, his knuckles turning white. He couldn't help but tap his forehead against his palm, his mind a complete blank—what had he forgotten?
Does he have any family?
Those blurry fragments swirled in my mind, but I could never piece them together completely.
Seeing Xiangyang constantly fussing over him, Lu Cheng quickly spoke up to persuade him, "Xiangyang, calm down. You'll be fine once Lili wakes up."
He held Shen Li's hand tightly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
He didn't know how to face Ming Xiangyang, who had harbored feelings for Lili from the very beginning, and whose previous injury was to protect her.
But he passed away suddenly last year, and he saw all of Lili's heartbreak and exhaustion during that time.
Now, someone who should have died has suddenly appeared; it's all simply unbelievable.
Xiang Yang didn't speak, but shifted his gaze back to Shen Li's face.
He showed no intention of leaving as long as she remained asleep.
When Mingcheng called him earlier, he only gave a few vague replies and didn't dare to tell the truth at all—all he wanted to do now was watch over her when she woke up and ask her all the questions.
Shen Li slept very soundly, and did not slowly open her eyes until noon the next day.
My vision was blurry at first, but it focused after a while. What came into view was Lu Cheng, who was guarding the bedside with bloodshot eyes, and Ming Xiangyang, who was fast asleep on the single sofa diagonally opposite.
The moment her gaze fell upon Ming Xiangyang, tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string, without warning.
Almost a year has passed, a whole year, and she still didn't recognize him. Her older brother had changed his appearance long ago, and she mistook someone else for him.
My heart felt like it was blocked by something; the suffocating guilt and bitterness were indescribable.
She didn't even know how to face the person in front of her.
She subconsciously sniffed lightly, and the slight sound instantly woke Lu Cheng, who was a light sleeper.
Lu Cheng looked up abruptly, meeting her wet eyes. He quickly stood up, his voice full of concern: "Lili, you're finally awake! Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Shen Li shook her head, her voice hoarse from just waking up: "I'm sorry to have worried you, Second Brother."