Yin and Yang Lovers

  "What's wrong with you, let go!" I said anxiously, almost crying. I didn't know what was happening to me. If it were someone else, I would have kicked them away or shouted for help, but facing him like this, I couldn't do anything and could only silently beg him.

  But he didn't bother me again and had already let go of my hand.

  I looked at the faint red handprint on my wrist that he had pinched, and I felt a strange taste in my heart.

  "Let's go, Liang Pei."

  His voice seemed to have a magical power, and I unconsciously followed him.

  He took me to a restaurant on the edge of the residential area and smiled, "It's time for dinner, are you hungry?"

  I gave him a cold look, "Not hungry."

  Sitting in this restaurant, I feel uncomfortable all over. Before, Ji Lian and I often came here. He said the environment was good, and the window seat could see the street park outside.

  I am recalling, Su Jinan has already ordered a table of dishes.

  "Don't eat it then, I'm hungry."

  As I looked at the dishes on the table, I felt even more distressed. The dishes he ordered were almost all Jiyan's favorites, and some of them were also my favorites.

  Is it possible that there are people in this world who are so similar? Living similar lives across the vast and intangible boundary of yin and yang?

  "What are you thinking? Really not eating? So many delicious dishes." He said to me while picking up a piece of braised pork and putting it in his mouth.

  I once joked with Ji Luan, joking that as a rich second-generation, he didn't have the elegant and refined habits of his peers, shouldn't he at least love to eat abalone and shark fin? How could he possibly love to eat braised pork so much.

  Every time I have dinner with him, he always orders a plate of braised pork belly and enjoys it all by himself. It makes me grit my teeth in frustration - as a pretty girl, having such a handsome and talented boyfriend makes me pay even more attention to my appearance, but every girl has to make the painful choice between good food and a good figure.

  I'm no exception, I'm also very restrained in my diet. Looking at him eating so much and still having such a good figure is really unfair. Every time, Ji Lian would comfort me, "Don't worry, look at me now, I'm not getting fat. We'll get married and it won't be the case anymore. My dad was even more handsome than me when he was young, but after marrying my mom, he's been gaining weight all along."

  As I watched Su Jin'an almost finish a plate of braised pork, my eyes suddenly felt sour.

  "What's wrong with you? Aren't you happy? I was just joking and told you not to eat it, did you really think I wouldn't let you have any?" Su Jinan burst out laughing, "You're pretending to be a big sister in front of me, but now you're crying because you can't eat something?"

  As he spoke, he had already filled my bowl with spring bamboo shoots, lettuce shreds, and fish tofu... they were all my favorite dishes.

  I couldn't hold back my tears anymore.

  "Alright?" He reached out and lifted up my head, which had been lowered due to crying, and carefully wiped away my tears with his thumbs. "Don't cry, have something to eat, we'll go for a walk later."

  "I'm leaving." I said as I stood up.

  "What are you running away from?" Su Jin asked bluntly, disregarding the tears on my face. It was as if he were interrogating me for betraying Ji Lian and marrying Sun Wen instead.

  Retribution, retribution... Ji Luan has already left, so it's not like I can be blamed. But three years later, today, there is someone who looks just like him, Su Jinan, questioning me, judging me, making me afraid, helpless, and even hopeless.