The Bedroom Filled with the Scent of Citrus.

　　Shi Yu held a hairdryer and patted the spot in front of him.

　　"Come here, I'll blow your hair for you." He helped me dry my hair to a semi-damp state with slightly awkward movements.

　　He turned off the hairdryer.

　　In the sudden silence, I felt a sticky ambiguity silently enveloping us.

　　"Shi Yu," I turned sideways, tilting my head upwards, and looked at him seriously.

　　"I have a question for you." "What is it?" "If one day I really die at the hands of Lu Huanzhou, would you avenge me?" His eyes were like a winter lake, frozen as they gazed at me, but they were swept away by the light and surging emotions.

　　After a moment, he asked me, "Yin Yin, do you know something that I don't?"...

　　I told Shi Yu everything that happened in my past life.

　　The extreme pain from back then still haunted me as nightmares, repeatedly appearing every night.

　　I couldn't sleep, desperately needing an emotional outlet.

　　"During those days trapped in the basement, I couldn't tell whether it was day or night, so I had to count each second." "I thought I would die there." "Actually, it would have been better to die there, rather than hanging on a thread in the hospital room, feeling every inch of my body decay so vividly." "When they stormed into the hospital room with those videos, I truly despised Lu Huanzhou.

　　I hated him so much that if he had been in front of me at that time, I would have torn his flesh apart with my teeth." "Even after my death, it didn't end.

　　Those videos were released.

　　They drugged me, and they all said I was enjoying everything, that I was willingly involved in such a large-scale act..." As I spoke, my voice trembled, and I couldn't continue.

　　Then, I was embraced tightly in a warm hug.

　　"Don't say anymore." I curled up in his embrace, closed my eyes, and murmured, "Yeah, Lu Huanzhou didn't harm me with a knife, it was self-inflicted.

　　But even with such a brutal act, he only apologized to me." "My acting skills are obviously better than Lin Bailu's, but she still got the leading role." "The power of the original text is so irresistible, the protagonist's halo is so strong.

　　No matter what, I can't escape the predetermined ending, can I?" Holding my arm tighter and tighter, Shi Yu's voice trembled, "I'm sorry, Yin Yin." "It's my fault.

　　I should have come to help you sooner." "It doesn't matter, really." My mind became foggy.

　　Even though I hadn't drunk any alcohol, my consciousness seemed uncontrollable.

　　"I'm telling you all this not because I believe in you.

　　Who knows if the things you said in front of me are part of your plan." "But it's okay, I have recorded everything every time we meet." "Shi Yu, if you deceive me, I will send all these recordings to Lu Huanzhou, and we'll all be doomed." I lifted my eyes, and in my blurry vision, I saw Shi Yu's eyes turning red.

　　"It's because I haven't done well enough that you can't fully trust me." He raised his hand, touched my forehead, and said, "Yin Yin, you have a fever.

　　Rest for now."