Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

"No one is paying attention to me, no one is talking to me, I don't have a phone, I can't leave here alone, I don't even know how much time has passed!! I'm going crazy!!"

Jiang Yan's voice grew louder and louder, his emotions spiraling out of control. He pounded the ground, trying to mask the pain.

"I want to see Su Huaibei... I want to see him! I just... I just want to see him..."

"Did I do something wrong? Did I…?"

Jiang Yan's voice became hoarse, as if he had used up all his strength. His hands kept shaking, and his body was shaking slightly from excessive sadness.

However, faced with all this, the butler remained indifferent.

He lowered his head, remained silent, and continued to tidy up the room. Finally, he quietly walked downstairs, leaving Jiang Yan alone in this cold room.

In this farce, it seems that Jiang Yan is the only one who has become a laughing stock.

His cries and his sorrow were ruthlessly ignored.

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Day 18.

Su Huaibei is finally back.

Before he could pull Jiang Yan out of the quilt, Jiang Yan, who was not asleep at all, rushed out and dived into Su Huaibei's arms.

She clutched Su Huaibei's clothes tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face.

"Su Huaibei, why did you come back just now? I missed you so much. They wouldn't let me find you. I wanted to call you, but...but...I..."

Jiang Yan was crying so hard that he could hardly speak clearly and his speech was incoherent.

Su Huaibei's eyes flashed with many emotions, but his face was particularly distressed as he coaxed: "I'm sorry, I'm too busy, Yanyan."

It only takes twenty-one days to form or change a habit. Su Huaibei wants Jiang Yan to develop a habit that will make him inseparable from him in these twenty-one days.

For this, Su Huaibei would do it at any cost.

During these eighteen days, Su Huaibei deliberately reduced his contact with Jiang Yan, making Jiang Yan feel neglected and ignored.

This emotional gap will make Jiang Yan more dependent on him, and when he appears again, Jiang Yan's longing for him will be even stronger.

Jiang Yan will rely more on Su Huaibei.

At the same time, Su Huaibei also used this time to adjust his mentality and make himself more determined to change Jiang Yan and make Jiang Yan completely dependent on him.

Su Huaibei looked at Jiang Yan crying in his arms, secretly happy in his heart, but pretended to be very guilty on the surface.

He gently stroked Jiang Yan's hair and said softly, "Yanyan, don't cry. It's all my fault. I won't be busy in a few days, so I can spend more time with our Yanyan."

Jiang Yan sobbed and looked up at Su Huaibei, his eyes full of grievance. He nodded and asked with a choked voice, "How long will it take..."

Su Huaibei hugged Jiang Yan and whispered, "It will be over soon, Yanyan... Yanyan, I love you."

Day 19.

In the early morning, sunlight shone through the window onto the bed. Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was still the empty bed.

Su Huaibei disappeared again.

Jiang Yan's mind was a little confused. He couldn't understand why he would face such a scene every time he woke up. He felt angry and helpless, and his emotions gradually got out of control.

He kicked the quilt hard to the ground, as if to vent his inner dissatisfaction.

Then, he began to smash everything in the room frantically, making a sharp sound. The room instantly became a mess, with broken objects scattered everywhere.

However, when there was nothing left for him to destroy, Jiang Yan actually walked directly towards the broken glass on the ground and stepped on it without hesitation.

He seemed to think that Su Huaibei's return yesterday was a dream. He felt that as long as he hurt himself, he would not dream again, and he would be able to wake up from this nightmare and no longer be troubled.

So the soles of his feet were covered with broken glass.

As the severe pain came from the soles of his feet, Jiang Yan realized that this was not a dream, but a cruel reality.

"It hurts……"

Jiang Yan muttered to himself, tears welling up in his eyes but he couldn't let them fall.

How he wished this was just a nightmare, that he could be free from the pain.

Su Huaibei, I'm in so much pain...

Jiang Yan tried to call out Su Huaibei's name, but suddenly found that his voice became weak, and in the end he could no longer utter a single syllable.

He felt like his throat was blocked by something. He couldn't even speak, and his tears couldn't fall. He became completely unable to express his inner emotions.

At this moment, Jiang Yan felt that he had completely turned into a fool, a useless person who could do nothing and could not help in anything.

He lost his ability to speak and express his emotions, and could only endure the pain and despair silently.

The housekeeper waited downstairs for a long time, until he could no longer hear any sound from upstairs, and then he slowly went upstairs.

He originally thought that this time it would just be like last time when something was smashed, but he was shocked by the scene in front of him as soon as he opened the door.

The ground was covered in bright red blood, stretching from the door to the bedside. Jiang Yan was sitting on the bed, holding a sharp piece of glass in his hand, his eyes empty, as if he had no idea what he was doing.

"!!!"

This scene scared the mute butler so much that he almost spoke. The middle-aged man, who was over fifty years old, had never run so fast in his life.

He rushed forward in a hurry, and just when Jiang Yan was about to cut himself with the fragments, the butler grabbed his wrist.

The housekeeper was horrified. He had never thought Jiang Yan would do such an extreme thing. While controlling Jiang Yan, he flexibly and quickly pressed the emergency button on the bedside to summon the bodyguard.

The bodyguards rushed up the stairs like a gust of wind. When they saw this scene, their eyes suddenly went dark and they could not see their future.

——It’s over. The boss’ wife is injured. Their bonuses may be gone, and their wages may be deducted.

So they rushed downstairs as quickly as possible and carried the private doctor up.

Jiang Yan has always been extremely afraid of pain. Even if his finger was accidentally scratched, he would cry loudly, and Su Huaibei would need to spend a long time to patiently comfort him.

But at this moment, he was like a lifeless puppet, lying on the soft bed with an expressionless face, allowing his private doctor to treat the hideous wounds on his body.

He's in so much pain—

The pain was so severe that my body couldn't stop shaking and even breathing became difficult.

But he could no longer cry, let alone make any sound.

When Jiang Yan first came to the island, he was clearly still a young man full of vigor and energy. He followed Su Huaibei around chattering non-stop every day, with a bright smile always on his face.

And now?

Jiang Yan is now silent and his eyes are dull, as if he has lost his soul.