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Assistant Yu knocked on the door and came in, bringing in a small stack of black ropes.

Song Weiyu pulled Fu Haitang to the sofa and sat down, holding his wrist tightly and refusing to let go, "Assistant Yu, bring a pair of scissors."

"Okay ma'am!"

Fu Haitang frowned at her but was too lazy to stop her. He let her wrap the strong black rope around his wrist and measure the approximate length.

Song Weiyu took out the relic from his pocket.

This relic was from the old abbot's Buddhist beads and was extremely precious. Fu Haitang immediately understood what she was going to do.

Why did she put this relic on his hand?

Does Chen Fang have this too?

Or is he the only one who has it?

What does this precious relic mean? Why does she also wear one on her hand?

He and she, one each?

Fu Haitang almost stopped breathing and stared at her, trying to find the answer, but he couldn't see through her purpose at all.

Fu Haitang knew better than anyone how precious this thing was. He had followed his father to Mingshan Temple since he was a child and watched with his own eyes as this string of Buddhist beads was passed down from the previous generation of abbots to the current generation of abbots...

Song Weiyu was the only one who got the Buddhist beads, and they even gave him one.

Does she want to reconcile?

Or do you want to hold him in your arms and keep him?

She couldn't possibly put this on him and then tell him that she was not leaving and had decided to stay in the capital?

Then I won't forgive her easily! She threw him in the Civil Affairs Bureau last time... Unless she never sees Chen Fang again for the rest of her life, and makes Chen Fang leave the capital and never come back.

……

The black rope passed through the hole in the middle of the relic and then tightly wrapped around his wrist. The wrist originally wore the watch she bought, but now it was replaced with her relic.

He was held in her hand all his life.

And I am willing to not struggle.

Song Weiyu tied a knot on the black rope and pulled it hard. It was very firm. Then he took out the scissors with satisfaction and carefully cut the excess rope at the joint.

When he looked up, he was met with Fu Haitang's extremely scorching gaze.

The two looked at each other for a long time...

It took so long that Fu Haitang really wanted to kiss her.

It lasted so long that Assistant Yu felt his presence was awkward and hesitated whether to leave first.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Fu Haitang thought he saw overflowing love in her clear eyes.

This look was only shown by her during the years when they were most in love.

His voice was hoarse, and he swallowed hard before he could speak: "What does this mean again?"

Song Weiyu looked at the relic on his wrist. She knew a reason why Fu Haitang kept wearing it.

However, this reason is a bit cruel considering the relationship between the two people that has been broken beyond repair.

Fu Haitang doesn't believe in religion from the bottom of his heart, unless it's for her.

"This is the old abbot's relic, it can keep people safe and prolong their lives."

Fu Haitang thought this was a blessing for his safety and peace, and found it a little ridiculous. He glanced at the strange stone and said, "You know, I don't believe in this at all."

He looked at her helplessly again and smiled: "It's so troublesome to wear it, and it hurts. How about I take it off and find a shrine to worship it for you..."

Song Weiyu shook his head, stood up and took two steps back to the coffee table, as if he was going to run away.

"You must wear it. This is something the old abbot gave me to save my life. He said that I will have many sins to endure in my lifetime. This relic can help me transfer the suffering I will endure to the person who wears it."

The smile on Fu Haitang's face was instantly shattered, and he slowly looked at her. It turned out that this was the reason why she came to see him before leaving.

"Why not give this to Chen Fang?"

He endured the pain of his hope falling from heaven to hell, gritted his teeth, and asked her word by word.

Song Weiyu pulled the corners of his mouth, pretending to be relaxed, but in fact he said with difficulty: "You obviously guessed the reason, because... I can't bear to see him suffer."

Fu Haitang sneered a few times and kicked the coffee table over. "Fuck. I knew it, I knew it!"

If you can't bear to see Chen Fang suffer, then you can bear to see him suffer.

She abandoned him and put him in chains for the rest of his life.

Fu Haitang held the scissors with red eyes, and passed the sharp blade through the black rope. When she was about to cut it, Song Weiyu spoke again: "Go ahead, if you cut it, even for just a second... those sins will backfire on me twice as much."

His movements paused.

He threw the scissors viciously.

"Ah……"

"Song Weiyu, how can you be so cruel to me?"

I am willing to bear the pain and sin for the rest of your life for you, but I mind that you chose me because you feel sorry for other men.

A taste of blood rose to the tip of Fu Haitang's throat.

His eyes were as red as a meteor that was out of reach and about to fall and die.

The disappointed look in his eyes when he looked over was like a meteor streaking across the sky and piercing Song Weiyu's chest.

She held back the burning heat in her eyes, turned around to get her bag, and walked out with her back to him, "Oh, by the way, Mr. Fu knows that you can't be affectionate with those women when you wear the Buddhist beads. So for the rest of your life, please keep yourself clean."

She quickly opened the door and ran away.

The heavy wooden door blocked out the panicked shouts of Special Assistant Yu: "Boss Fu! Boss Fu...why is he vomiting blood again? Secretary's Office, send a car to take Boss Fu to the hospital immediately."