135 Shen Hanyu’s Secret
Sang Qianqian turned around and looked at the layout of the room, slightly surprised.
There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Whether it was the furniture, decorations, or color tones, it was a little similar to her room in the Sang family’s villa.
Compared to Shen Hanyu’s room next door, this room was much warmer and had a hint of comfort to it.
Sang Qianqian hesitated for a moment, but she still walked to the wardrobe and opened it. Suddenly, she was stunned.
It was indeed as Rong Yan had said. The closet was full of women’s clothes. But these were all the clothes she had worn before.
Back then, she had faked her death. In order to avoid suspicion, she hadn’t taken any of the clothes she had worn.
What she didn’t know was that after Shen Hanyu bought the old house, he had moved some of the clothes into this room.
Sang Qianqian’s gaze swept past the dresses as she looked at each one carefully.
Somehow, she felt that these clothes had something in common. Were they all the clothes that she had worn in front of Shen Hanyu?
She could no longer remember what occasion some of the dresses were for, but they were probably what she usually wore.
But some of them still left an impression. For example, the bright pink fluffy princess dress that made her feel extremely embarra.s.sed in front of Shen Hanyu.
At that time, she had been in the rain, so her father had asked his secretary to buy her this dress to change into. Unexpectedly, when she went to visit Shen Shaofeng at the hospital, she had met Shen Hanyu and Xia Sitong.
She could still vaguely remember the embarra.s.sment and awkwardness she felt.
And another example was the starry sky blue dress.
It was the one she wore when she was sending Xia Sitong home on the night of Han Tianyi’s birthday party. Xia Sitong had run into a drunkard, and Sang Qianqian almost got her dress ripped from fighting the man.
It was also that night that she had mustered the courage to tell Shen Hanyu that she was just curious about him.
Moreover, there was also a purple chiffon dress that Sang Qianqian would never forget.
That time, she was tricked into a private room by Ding Aojia at Shengshi Club. Ding Aojia took off her clothes and took pictures of her. It was Shen Hanyu who came in time and saved her.
Sang Qianqian’s hands stroked those dresses one by one, her heart slightly trembling.
Her gaze fell on a white ta.s.seled dress with a hundred flowers. It was the dress she had worn on her eighteenth birthday.
She still remembered that she had picked and tried on this dress in front of the mirror for a long time before finally choosing this one.
It was also that night that she had met Shen Hanyu.
The fleeting glance that started everything.
She thought that she was the only one who remembered him, but he actually remembered her too?
Otherwise, how could this dress appear here?
Sang Qianqian’s hands trembled as she closed the wardrobe. She tried her best to calm her emotions and turned around.
When she looked up, she saw a door that was quietly closed.
Rong Yan said that when she wanted to go inside there to find medicine for Shen Hanyu, but he stopped her with a shout even while having such a bad headache.
What other secrets were hidden behind that door?
If she hadn’t seen these clothes, Sang Qianqian might not have pushed open the door.
But at this moment, Sang Qianqian could roughly guess that the secret behind the door was related to her.
The door wasn’t locked, so Sang Qianqian gently held the k.n.o.b and pushed the door open. To her surprise, it was dark and empty inside, with only a table and a chair.
Sang Qianqian walked over to the table and found a remote control with dark blue b.u.t.tons on it, quietly emitting a faint light.
She pressed one of the b.u.t.tons. Not far in front of her, a beam of light appeared as it played a hologram of a graceful figure.
Every frown and smile was so vivid. It was her appearance from five years ago.
The image projected by the high-tech holographic projection showed everything that had happened, from the night she first met Shen Hanyu to the day she faked her death and left.
Many of the memories in between were already blurry, but at this moment, she felt like she had stepped into a time travel machine and returned to the past.
“h.e.l.lo, Shen Hanyu. I’m Sang Qianqian.”
The girl tilted her head and smiled. “Your new deskmate.”
“From tomorrow onward, I don’t have to wait for you here, but I’ll still like you very much. After all, liking you is my business, unless I give up on my own accord. You can’t ask me not to like you.”
“Shen Hanyu, do you really not know that I like you?” She said.
“Shen Hanyu, I won’t bother you anymore.”
“Shen Hanyu, I was just curious about you.”
“Shen Hanyu, I’ll help you.”
“Shen Hanyu, the Sang family can afford to be investigated. I’m not even afraid of them, so what are you afraid of?”
“Shen Hanyu, this is the truth.”
“Then, don’t make things difficult for the Sang family in the future…”
“Make sure you keep your word.”
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Sang Qianqian’s entire body trembled violently. She reached out to support herself on the table, trying her best to stand firm. Unknowingly, her face was already covered in tears.
What was Shen Hanyu doing? How could he do this to himself?
This wasn’t a simple memory walk; this was cruel torture, over and over again.
If he hadn’t found out she was still alive he would’ve held onto the past eternally. He would have created a cage for himself and trapped himself in the memories of the past, reliving the cruelty over and over.
It wasn’t that Sang Qianqian didn’t know that he had liked her for the past five years, but she really didn’t expect his feelings for her to run so deep.
She finally understood how he got his headache and insomnia.
It was already a miracle that he was still alive after doing this to himself.
She finally understood why he said he didn’t want to have a girlfriend last night at Yuecheng. He just wanted to live in those memories.
His memories weren’t empty words. They were real and right in front of his eyes.
If she really died five years ago, if she didn’t come to Ming City, if she didn’t agree to be with him. Was he really going to keep this up for the rest of his life?
She didn’t know why her tears could not stop. She closed the door and strode downstairs.
Shen Hanyu was still awake when he heard the urgent knocking on the door. He thought something had happened and quickly went to open the door.
As soon as the door was pulled open, the girl’s soft body fell into Shen Hanyu’s arms.
Shen Hanyu’s heart clenched when he saw her tears. “What happened?”
The girl didn’t say anything and only cried. Her tears soaked his shirt.
“Shen Hanyu, why are you so stupid?” She sobbed. “It’s all in the past now. Why do you have to torture yourself?”
Shen Hanyu was startled. “You… Found out?”
He didn’t expect her to find out so quickly.
Sang Qianqian’s eyes were slightly red. “Why did you hold onto a dead person for five years?”
Shen Hanyu raised his hand and wiped the girl’s tears away with his long fingers. His voice was low and gentle.
“But you’re still alive, Qianqian. You’re right beside me now.”
Therefore, all the suffering he had gone through was worth it.
“What if I really died? What if I didn’t come back to Ming City to find you?”
“What would you have done?” Sang Qianqian asked with tears in her eyes.