บท 592: He Finally Felt It

Yan Rusheng stood there in a daze. It was as if every word that Jiang Zhuoheng had said, pierced his heart like how a needle would.

He came to realize that he had lived his life in vain for nearly 20 years.

He had been so muddle-headed and an absolute jerk. He even began to despise himself.

Jiang Zhuoheng's voice sounded once more. "Someone saw Xuxu coming out from your room on the second morning of my farewell party."

Yan Rusheng froze with his eyes wide open. He remained rooted on the spot.

…

'Ah Sheng, I'm in pain…'

'Ah Sheng, I like you.'

"Xuxu…" Yan Rusheng had a bottle of beer in his hands as he clumsily staggered into the house. He went straight into a woman's embrace, and put his arms around her. "Xuxu… Xuxu."

He bent and rested his head on the woman's shoulder. He repeatedly mumbled Xuxu's name.

It was the name etched on his heart.