CHAPTER 458: CHAPTER 458: PHYSIOLOGICAL DISGUST

The two of them chatted intermittently, and it could be felt that they both were deeply helpless about this matter.

"Yuyu, do you think if he hadn’t chosen to do such a terrible thing back then, we could have still been friends?"

During that period, their relationship was indeed very close, and they did a lot of things together.

But the final outcome seemed far from satisfactory, turning them into these frantic, unhinged versions of themselves.

"This matter was entirely his own fault. It had nothing to do with us. At the time, we tried to stop him, but he refused our help." Ji Yu’s impression of the matter remained vivid.

Back then, they were not even kids anymore, but encountering such a situation naturally sent their hearts into chaos.

"Even then, we still wanted to save him, yet he stubbornly chose to kill that person. That’s entirely his responsibility." Ji Yu never took blame that wasn’t hers.

Moreover, they had never intended to let him end up in prison.

"Yuyu, perhaps there were misunderstandings between us. Otherwise, how could he have said such awful things every single day?" Feng Qinqin had always wanted to talk with him properly, but there was never an opportunity.

"Ah, so you two are here. Seems like I picked a bad time to come." Jiang Huai saw them and couldn’t help but be reminded of his own past.

These were perhaps the two most important friends in his life.

If only these two friends could stay by his side forever—how wonderful that would be.

But unfortunately, this seemed nearly impossible.

"What are you even doing here? Don’t you know perfectly well the things you’ve done? You’ve already ruined me like this, and you think I’d still consider you a friend?"

We ceased being friends a long time ago.

Ji Yu, after downing a few glasses of alcohol, had rosy cheeks.

"If only you’d shown me this kind of attitude in your dealings with me normally, how good that would’ve been. I’ve always wondered what you’d look like, watching me blush. But now thinking about it, it’s probably just a silly dream of mine."

Jiang Huai always indulged in unrealistic thoughts.

"What is wrong with you? Enjoying scenes like this? Let me tell you, even if I’m a bit drunk right now, I’ll never forgive the things you’ve done. We’re done, completely done!"

Ji Yu was indeed slightly drunk, and started recalling many past events.

However, these were just the beginnings. During their youth, they’d done so many things.

"Yu, how could you possibly forget the past? Look at you—I can tell you deeply miss those times, you’re just not saying it out loud. I know you’re a strong girl."

As he spoke, there was also helplessness in his tone, probably because he understood all too well the thoughts of those around him. Because of this, he found himself unable to be angry.

"What do you think you are? What gives you the right to say things like that to me? Let me tell you, there’s no way I’d follow your wishes! I’ll never be a puppet on strings!" Ji Yu glared icily at the person before her, clearly rejecting everything about him.

No normal person would ever do such horrendous things—only someone like him could commit acts so depraved and crazy.

"Jiang Huai, why can’t you just leave me alone? Even when I’m simply out drinking and trying to relax, you have to come looking for me. I genuinely don’t understand your motives anymore."

All Jiang Huai ever wanted was to seep into every corner of her life.

Just the thought of the two of them being happy together later made him incapable of not feeling elated.

"Jiang Huai, stop forcing Yuyu. She’s already in so much pain. How far do you intend to push her before you’re satisfied?"

Feng Qinqin also helplessly looked at the person before her, unable to fathom why he was doing such things. Could it be that in his world, there were no other matters worth doing apart from these?

"Qinqin, it’s been so long since we last met. You don’t understand me as much anymore, which is why you’re saying these things. Actually, I don’t intend to do much—I just want to get along with Yu properly."

He didn’t think he’d done anything wrong.

Even his previous apologies were simply attempts to salvage things.

"If you don’t think you’ve done anything wrong, then why do you act in ways that are so terrifying?" Feng Qinqin found his reasoning incomprehensible, and felt as if there might genuinely be something wrong with his mind.

With this warped logic, it’s no surprise anyone he liked would be scared off.

"Qinqin, don’t waste your words on someone like this lunatic. Talking to people like him will only drag yourself down into dysfunction." Ji Yu thought their meetings had become too frequent lately, and she too was starting to go mad.

Feng Qinqin looked at her drunken state and sighed with helplessness.

"Alright, alright, let’s stop talking about this. Let’s head back quickly. Looking at you, you’re already completely wasted."

Perhaps because this matter was too much to bear, Ji Yu had drunk herself into oblivion.

"Qinqin, I still want to drink more. Don’t just take me away like this—I want to stay here." She had been living far too painfully lately, and needed some alcohol to numb herself.

"I don’t know what other way I have to save myself; all I know is that I feel terribly awful inside right now."

Feng Qinqin could only watch her down one drink after another.

"Yuyu, why are you doing this to yourself?" Torturing herself like this—surely someone would feel distressed for her eventually.

And besides, with someone like Jiang Huai around, what if he made some kind of move? How could she possibly stop him alone?

"Lady Feng, leave President Ji to me." When Lin Zhao arrived, this was the scene he saw, and he couldn’t help feeling helpless.

"Gu Qixiao?" Feng Qinqin gazed at the man before her in confusion, seemingly unable to comprehend what was going on. Why were there two people so identical yet completely different in temperament?

"I’m not President Gu; I’m simply an ordinary person who is now President Ji’s secretary." Lin Zhao said with a grin.

He was very clear about his position, and made no overstepping gestures—he simply wanted to send her back.

"How is this possible?"