Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Ning Shuyu let out a long sigh, as if to let out all the frustration that had been pent up in his heart for a long time, and his whole body became relaxed.

Her usual serious expression gradually relaxed, revealing a relieved smile. This smile was mixed with too many complicated emotions. Jiang Wangshu couldn't understand it, but he heard her say:

"I don't like Hua Tingjue. He and I are just friends. There is nothing ambiguous between us."

Seeing that Jiang Wangshu didn't say anything, Ning Shuyu suddenly called out to her:

"Jiang Wangshu..."

She tilted her head slightly, raised the corner of her mouth, and revealed a smile as beautiful as a blooming spring flower, warm and gentle. At this moment, time seemed to be frozen, and everything around her became exceptionally peaceful and beautiful.

Ning Shuyu said: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wangshu nodded in agreement.

Ning Shuyu's voice was like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, and she seemed to be lost in memories. "If you really like someone, but this person will never have a relationship with you, what will you do?"

She was really curious about how Jiang Wangshu, who was always calm and composed, would handle this kind of situation.

After hearing what she said, Jiang Wangshu was stunned, as if the whole world was left with only the words Ning Shuyu had just said.

Falling in love with an impossible person?

She would never let this happen, but because Ning Shuyu was in a bad mental state, she lowered her eyes and thought seriously.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Ning Shu, who was standing aside, did not urge her. She waited quietly for Jiang Wangshu's response.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Wangshu met her beautiful eyes. She was still sober and calm, and said, "I will turn around immediately and put away this love."

She was afraid that her usual mentality would scare Ning Shuyu, so she repeatedly considered her words, but after thinking it over, she decided to take a drastic measure.

Ning Shuyu asked hurriedly: "Why? Love..."

Jiang Wangshu looked at her coldly and shut her up with one sentence: "Is love the only thing left in the world?"

"I won't waste my time on anyone. People will not objectively lose their lives due to the loss of love or family affection, unless subjective will prevails and they die with their dead heart."

"It's just not loving someone anymore, you won't die!"

Then Jiang Wangshu said softly: "Do you want to die?"

Her voice was calm but with a hint of sarcasm. As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on the other person, like two sharp swords that could easily penetrate the other person's body and see through her innermost thoughts.

Being stared at like this, Ning Shuyu couldn't help but feel a chill running down her spine. She tried to avoid Jiang Wangshu's gaze, but found that she couldn't move her eyes away at all. At this moment, she felt as if she was completely exposed in front of Jiang Wangshu, with no privacy at all.

"I……"

Jiang Wangshu continued to add slowly: "Are you going to give up your life just because you can't be with someone?"

"I didn't!" Ning Shuyu retorted anxiously and decisively. She looked flustered as if she was trying to hide something deliberately.

But Jiang Wangshu didn't react at all, and there was no fluctuation in the depths of his pupils.

She said: "My life is the most important thing to me. I will cut off anything that threatens my life and health without hesitation."

When he said this, there was a layer of cold mist in Jiang Wangshu's eyes, and his tone was more firm than she had ever seen before.

"So is love."

"There are only two paths for people to choose: death or life."

"As long as you have life, you can do a lot of things."

"But if you lose your life, you can't think of anything."

"Death can indeed put an end to all things. As a dreamy romantic, you can even imagine that a strand of your soul will be entangled with him, and maybe you and your beloved will have a love story between a human and a ghost, fulfilling your dreams in life."

Jiang Wangshu still used his sharp tongue as always.

……

Neither of them spoke again, as if they were performing a silent pantomime.

In addition to emotional issues, thinking about Ning Shuyu's family, Jiang Wangshu rarely empathizes with others, "Those people treated you like this, do you think it's really worth dying for?"

"Do you think death is their punishment?"

"Oh, stupid," she sneered.

"People only feel sad for the people or things they love. If you want to punish them, you should let them die in torture and pain!"

Her words were so powerful that they hit Ning Shuyu's heart hard.

After saying that, Jiang Wangshu raised his eyes and glanced at her expression casually. As if to make sure that she had relaxed, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to step out of the rooftop, Jiang Wangshu stopped.

She began to wonder why she wasted her time talking here, because she had never been a warm-hearted person.

Then she understood.

On the one hand, she probably wanted to repay the favor she had received last time. She hated owing favors to others. But other than that, perhaps the word "selfishness" could explain her behavior.

She knew that Ning Shuyu might have the thought of not wanting to live anymore, just like she once did.

I was beaten repeatedly. When I was pinned to the ground and unable to move, my body was covered with wounds and my mouth and nose were full of blood. I curled up like a beast without any dignity, gritting my teeth and enduring the pain.

The most serious time was when she could hardly feel the pain. For a moment, Jiang Wangshu really wanted to give up her life and leave this terrible world.

But that day was also a sunny day similar to today.

Suddenly, a beam of light leaked through the gap in the worn tiles on the roof onto the back of her hand. Feeling warmth, she slowly turned over her palm and opened her swollen eyes.

The light shines into the palm of your hand, and dust flies in the beam of light.

She had read about the Tyndall effect in a book.

When the Tyndall effect occurs, tiny dust particles can be easily seen. She, who is as small as an ant, decides to survive, to see the outside world and leave the mountain that traps her.

The light could be seen, and so could she.

Besides, Jiang Jian and the others are not dead, so why should she die so easily? She wants to live, she has to hold on and witness them fall into hell with her own eyes!

And I am high up in the clouds.

So she persuaded Ning Shuyu because——

She thought…if only someone had said those words to her at that time.

Jiang Wangshu let out a long sigh. She looked up at the orange sunset in the sky. The rays of light were brilliant, layered like brocade ribbons, shining through the clouds.

A thin beam of light shone onto the rooftop. She reached out to catch it and held it gently.

Can't hold it.

She doesn't need it now, so she might as well leave it to someone else.

Then he strode out of the rooftop.

……

Ning Shuyu was stunned. She stood there, looking at Jiang Wangshu's departing back, her body leaning against the wall, tears falling down her face.

Slowly closed his eyes and burst into tears.

She understands...

No wonder Hua Tingjue, a playboy, would protect her like a treasure. It’s just like the way he protects her. They both have good vision.

Jiang Wangshu is truly a different person, as tenacious as a magical herb growing on a mountain stream.

In their circle, no one thinks that life is the most important thing. The glory of the family comes first, and any scandal that damages their reputation is not allowed.

So is death.

You have to die cleanly.

So she chose to die in a quieter part of the campus. She chose to die after school and on a sunny day for fear of disturbing others.

But now she doesn't want to die.

Jiang Wangshu was right, when you die, everything is gone.

The Ning family wanted her to become a well-educated lady, study all kinds of arts, apply to famous foreign universities, and finally marry someone from another aristocratic family.

This was the meaning of life that she had been given.

But now she has figured it out. Since she is not living happily, she might as well live for herself.

Be selfish.