Chapter 364: Jian Yixin Regrets the Marriage

Jian Yixin was dressed thinly, and after entering the room, she sneezed several times in a row!

Shi Youxuan brewed a cup of Ban Lan Gen granules for her and placed it, steaming hot, in front of her: "Drink it while it's hot. Are you hungry? There are leftovers from last night in the fridge; should I heat them up for you?"

Jian Yixin raised her head: "Why don't you ask me what happened?"

She was getting married today; the bride should be at home waiting for the makeup artist to arrive to put on beautiful makeup for her wedding, yet she ran to her house in the middle of the night—did she even need to ask what happened?

She could guess it.

Shi Youxuan: "You regret it and don't want to marry Sheng Zerong, but you feel like calling off the wedding now would be unfair to him. You can't say this to your parents, so you ran to my place to get scolded, right? You're looking for me to yell at you and wake you up, aren't you?"

Jian Yixin stopped crying, stayed silent, and picked up the cup of Ban Lan Gen granules on the coffee table, drinking it in small sips.

Silence was an admission; Shi Youxuan was right.

Shi Youxuan didn't scold her, but instead encouraged her: "Don't get married then. You're right to regret it. If you don't love him enough, forcing yourself to settle is meaningless. You only live once, and no one knows if there's a next life. Why force yourself to do things you don't like and be with someone you don't love..."

"Clang!"

The glass was slammed heavily onto the coffee table, and Jian Yixin said unhappily: "Who said I don't like him? I like him."

"If you like him, why don't you want to marry him? Hypocrite." Shi Youxuan said with disdain, rolling her eyes at her.

Jian Yixin was stumped: "I, I, I..." she said several times, but in the end, she couldn't get anything out and started sobbing softly again.

She did like Sheng Zerong, but it was only liking; it was still a layer away from love.

Sheng Zerong would definitely be a good husband; she didn't doubt that, but wasn't marriage supposed to be about marrying for love?

Because the love was mixed with gratitude, friendship, and the expectations of their parents, it didn't seem so pure, which was the main reason Jian Yixin had run to Shi Youxuan's place in the middle of the night.

She had originally wanted to tell Shi Youxuan what was on her mind; at this moment, it seemed only Shi Youxuan could listen to her pour out her heart.

But once she was actually in front of her, Jian Yixin found she still couldn't say it.

Some things are destined to rot in one's stomach; they can't be told to anyone.

Shi Youxuan handed her the tissue box and didn't try to persuade her, just watched her cry.

She cried for quite a while before stopping, looking as if she had more to say but was holding back.

Shi Youxuan poked the truth: "You still like Sheng Hanyu, don't you?"

Jian Yixin:...

"No, I don't, you must not talk nonsense, you can't talk nonsense about things like this..."

Her expression was flustered, and although she denied it repeatedly, her face turned red uncontrollably.

Jian Yixin stood up to leave: "I'm going."

"Where are you going? Come back." Shi Youxuan grabbed her arm, pulled her back, and pressed her onto the sofa: "It's normal even if you still like him; after all, you grew up together and have a very deep bond..."

Jian Yixin interrupted her: "Shut up, don't say any more."

"He isn't the only one I grew up with; Zerong and I grew up together too. Besides, Zerong has been very good to me for so many years, much better than that ice-faced man. Only Zerong can give me happiness..."

These words were less for Shi Youxuan to hear and more like they were meant for herself.

After speaking for a while, Jian Yixin's gaze became firm again, and she stood up to leave once more: "I have to go back. If my mom finds out I'm not in my room, there's no telling how anxious she'll get."

Shi Youxuan looked at her with sympathy, though these words weren't appropriate to say now.

But she still said it: "Think it over. Marriage is a lifelong matter, after all. If you don't love him enough and force yourself to be with him, won't you feel wronged?"

Jian Yixin held her head high, very proudly: "I won't feel wronged. He loves me enough, and I will repay his love with gentleness and consideration. We will be happy forever."

Since she had already said it to this extent, Shi Youxuan had nothing else to say but to offer her blessings.

Jian Yixin was going back, and Shi Youxuan wanted to see her off, but she disagreed: "No, I'm worried about leaving Ranran home alone. I'm fine, my car is parked downstairs."

Shi Youxuan smiled: "I won't see you off, I'll find someone to take you back. That person lives downstairs."

"Who?" Jian Yixin asked, puzzled.

"Sheng Hanyu."

After saying this, Shi Youxuan didn't wait for her consent and dialed Sheng Hanyu's number.

The ringtone sounded once before it was answered: "Xuanxuan, what's the matter?"

"Yixin came over to bring me something. I'm worried about her going back alone at this hour. Can you take her back for me?" Shi Youxuan wasn't sure Sheng Hanyu would agree when she said it.

As expected, he didn't agree: "If she could come, why can't she go back? Tell her to wait a moment, I'll call Zerong to come pick her up."

The small flame of hope that had just ignited in Jian Yixin's heart was instantly extinguished.

Shi Youxuan was furious; was this guy really made of ice?

He didn't show a shred of human warmth.

She couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath on him and gave a direct order: "You are taking her. If you aren't up here within three minutes, I'm taking Ranran and leaving Jiangzhou."

"Beep, beep, beep—"

A busy signal came from the phone.

Jian Yixin smiled at Shi Youxuan gratefully: "Thank you, Shi Youxuan, do you know? I used to be jealous of you, then I envied you, but now I understand that you deserve the best love."

Jian Yixin still had feelings for Sheng Hanyu, not because she wanted anything to happen, but because she wanted to speak her heart before her wedding and bring the past to a complete close.

Being a woman herself, Shi Youxuan understood!

She was also willing to create such an opportunity for Jian Yixin, unrelated to the past, just so there would be no regrets for the future.

That Shi Youxuan would take the initiative to suggest it moved her, though Sheng Hanyu's refusal was also within Jian Yixin's expectations.

One should avoid suspicion at a time like this.

"Knock, knock."

The door was knocked twice; Sheng Hanyu had arrived.

He came quite quickly, not even two minutes had passed.

Shi Youxuan opened the door, gave him a rare smile, and urged: "You must take Yixin home, you take her yourself."

"I know." Sheng Hanyu's tone was very helpless.

Before leaving, Jian Yixin suddenly hugged Shi Youxuan and whispered in her ear, "Borrowing your man one last time."

Shi Youxuan just wanted to say, he is not my man.

Jian Yixin had already walked out.

The two of them left, but Shi Youxuan could no longer fall asleep.

Jian Yixin's words from just now kept echoing in her ears: "Borrowing your man one last time."

"Your man."

She and Sheng Hanyu have no relationship now, Jian Yixin knows this, so why speak like that?

Her face flushed, fortunately no one else saw it.

Dawn broke.

Sheng Hanyu still hadn't returned.

She was a bit distracted; she had the heart to make a call to ask, but felt it wasn't quite right.

It was as if she didn't trust the two of them, yet she had no right to be uneasy or jealous.

But she just couldn't help but think, what did the two of them talk about along the way?

Would Jian Yixin hold Sheng Hanyu and cry bitterly?

If she really did that, would he soften his heart, hold her to comfort her, or even have them simply elope—then how would today's wedding end...

Shi Youxuan shook her head, shaking those absurd thoughts out of her mind.

She said to herself: Sheng Hanyu has no relationship with you, why do you care so much? It's none of your business, whatever they do has nothing to do with you.

But self-consolation was useless; she still couldn't help but let her mind wander.