The actress is reborn and is chasing after her husband.

A cool sensation slid over his ears, and Shu Xiangyu's consciousness gradually cleared.

"Whether in the past or now, I feel mostly guilty towards you, do you understand?"

His deep, apologetic voice was like a sharp sword.

She said something against her will again. She clearly still loved her deeply. She was in so much pain that she was about to die. She clearly couldn't let go and couldn't forget. But she couldn't. She couldn't give her what she wanted. She couldn't give up everything.

Guilt!

It turns out that her misconception stemmed from her guilt!

Her feelings for her have shifted from pity and pretense in the past to guilt now—but there's no love involved! She truly never loved her…

The burning flames in my heart were instantly doused with a bucket of chilling ice, and waves of coldness swept over me, leaving me defenseless.

Despite the excruciating pain, Ximerlin couldn't help but let out a cold laugh in her ear. After a moment, she managed to sit up, and after wiping away her tears, her eyes cleared. She could see clearly the woman she had bullied to this extent because she had been blinded by greed.

What exactly did she just do...?

She actually did this to her at home, disregarding everything!

She quickly regained her senses and, without hesitation, slapped herself hard across the face. What a fucking bastard!

She prided herself on being able to maintain her composure in front of her, but unexpectedly, with just a few words of provocation, she completely revealed her true colors and even lost her composure.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood..."

Schimerlin turned his head, his eyes filled with empty, endless despair, his voice mournful yet resigned.

"Actually... I just have a lingering obsession. You may have long forgotten what happened back then, but for me, it's like a needle stuck deep in my heart. As for love, it's really not love now. Don't worry, I won't do that again, and I won't bother you anymore..."

She stood up dazedly, grabbed a blanket from beside her and covered her with it: "I'm going downstairs to calm down... You should get your tattoos removed. Since they're meaningless now, don't leave them behind..."

Without even taking off his clothes, Schimerlin hastily put on his slippers and slumped toward the door.

"silently…"

Shu Xiangyu's choked, low voice suddenly rang out in the room, which had descended into the depths of winter.

Schimerlin steadied himself, stood with his back to the spot, and remained silent.

"I'm sorry... I just hope you won't hate me..."

The pleading and apologetic voice acted like an invisible shackle, tightly binding Xi Molin's stiff body. She slightly raised her head, a self-mocking and cold smile curling at the corner of her mouth. The excruciating pain had already numbed her.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do as you wish..."

The answers, devoid of any emotional coloring, were like those of strangers who had fallen apart.

By the time Shu Xiangyu managed to sit up, the door was already closed and the person had left.

The room fell silent for a moment.

She clutched the blanket, buried her head in her knees, and wept uncontrollably. The heart-wrenching pain felt both familiar and strange. Even after more than four years, they still couldn't love and stay together, and they still had to hurt each other at the cost of their love.

After some time, she calmed down a bit, put on her nightgown, and returned to her room. The moment she closed the door, it was as if she was cutting off that moment of hesitation. Now she had clearly developed a heart of steel, and she knew that those delusions that shouldn't have arisen would only harm each other. Why create ripples again?

She quickly finished the rest of the wine in the bottle, and endless tears streamed down her cheeks once again.

What is she thinking tonight? And what is she doing?

They've already moved on for so long, so why does she have to provoke her again, wanting her to experience that despairing separation all over again?

Her thoughts were truly despicable and laughable.

She lay drunk in bed, then dialed Cheng Chen's number: "Book a plane ticket to Beijing for tomorrow, and have Xu Lei pick me up early..."

After hanging up the phone, she curled up on the blanket, her stomach churning and her heart aching terribly!

Meanwhile, Shimmerling quietly grabbed a dozen beers from the kitchen and went to the villa's back garden, where she quickly downed two bottles. She needed to cool down and let her restless heart settle down once again.

She used to mistake tender family affection for delusional romantic love. Her sister always doted on her, and over time, she became more and more deeply involved, eventually reaping the bitter consequences of her actions!

Time has passed, yet she's still daydreaming. Truly, greedy people are all shameless to the extreme.

The effects of the alcohol slowly crept in, and my cold, empty heart still ached dully.

She didn't know how long she would be trapped in this fruitless relationship before she could break free, or what it would take to completely forget her. She desperately wanted to know…

When she finished drinking all the beer and returned to her room, only the messy bed remembered everything that had happened that night.

As she lay down again, a profound physical and mental exhaustion, which she hadn't felt in a long time, washed over her like a tsunami or a landslide. She felt as if she had fallen into an endless abyss, drifting aimlessly...

At dawn, Xu Lei arrived at the Shu family's house ahead of time to pick up the person.

Despite her poor mental state, Xi Molin, who had been drinking and experiencing almost a night of nightmares, still went downstairs as usual to go for a run, where she ran into Shu Xiangyu and Xu Lei, who were about to leave.

Bathed in the light of the entryway, Shu Xiangyu, dressed modestly, looked haggard and exhausted. She did not hide her deep gaze as she looked at Xi Molin. Last night, she seemed to have experienced a dreamlike drama, so unreal, as if she had lost her composure, felt lonely, and was filled with jealousy.

She could have remained indifferent and refrained from contacting or seeing her for four years, but in the short time after her return, she developed feelings for that unknown person and inexplicably provoked her again. When she finally came to her senses, all she could think of was deep regret.

Seeing that they seemed to have something to say, Xu Lei took their few pieces of luggage to the car first.

Seeing that she was wearing sportswear and looked pale and haggard, Shu Xiangyu frowned and said in a deep voice, "Your arm is not healed yet. Can't you rest for a few days before exercising?"

Schimerlin stood in the aisle, his expression indifferent: "I'm used to it..."

Habits, everything is a habit!

Just as I used to be used to having her by my side, I'm now used to not being by her side.

Shu Xiangyu lowered her eyes, a relieved smile playing on her lips. She sighed wistfully, "Indeed, after four years, we've both gotten used to not having each other around..."

Standing in the dim light, Ximerlin gazed at her calmly, though a dark and unfathomable light lingered in his eyes. She didn't know what else to say.

She may never know what price she paid to maintain this habit!

What happened last night has brought their relationship to a freezing point again, and whether they can get along comfortably in the future is now an unknown.

"I have to catch my flight, so I can't stay with you. Let's get together another time..."

Shu Xiangyu stopped looking at her, turned around and went out the door. Only after hearing the car leave did Xi Molin walk to the entrance to change her shoes.

But in just a few minutes, her previously calm mood plummeted as if she had lost all her strength, and she even lost the will to run.

Sitting in the car, Shu Xiangyu gripped her phone tightly, her lips pressed into a straight line. She could no longer let her emotions run wild; maintaining this distance was indeed best for both of them.

When Shimmerling stepped outside, there were no more cars. Standing at the gate, gazing at the still dimly lit end of the road under the streetlights, her heart, which should have been calm and undisturbed, was now wracked with unbearable pain…

When Shu Xiangjun got up to eat breakfast, he learned from Yang Yufen that his sister had left home. He immediately put down his bread, avoided his parents, and ran to Xi Molin, who was watering the flowers in the garden. He asked anxiously, "Mu Tou, do you know that my sister has left?"

"know."

While glancing at her parents' movements in the dining room, Shu Xiangjun lowered her voice and continued to ask, "Did she say when she'll be back?"

"No."

Seeing her nonchalant demeanor, Shu Xiangjun was somewhat puzzled: "Aren't you feeling any pain or sadness?"

"No."

"Damn! You're so calm."

Has the drama that Shu Xiangjun vaguely overheard last night really ended like that? Is there no more to tell?

"So what are you and your sister really thinking? Aren't you really considering getting back together?"

After watering the plants, Schimerin was tidying up the hoses. She seemed to already have the answer to his question.

She stood up and looked at him solemnly: "Shu Xiangjun, remember this, she and I can only ever be sisters, there will never be any other relationship between us. Don't say that again."

After saying that, she turned and left the garden, leaving Shu Xiangjun standing there alone.

Schimerlin returned to her room and found the fallen gift in the corner under the bed. She hadn't been able to give it to her in person after all. Looking at the gift, she murmured self-deprecatingly, "My existence has always been an inescapable trouble and annoyance for you, hasn't it..."

Her eyes lifted, a faint, indifferent smile fading with a sigh: "I may be clumsy, but I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, this will never happen again..."

Two days later, Shu Xiangjun set off back to Hangzhou for work.

During his time at home, Xi Molin spent his days sightseeing around Qizhou with Rong's parents, and his evenings meeting up with some old classmates who stayed in Qizhou for work. He also ordered things online for his trip to Tibet. Unfortunately, his best friend Fang Tian had gone to another province on a mission, and by the time she returned, Xi Molin would probably have already set off for Tibet.

In the following days, she took many gifts to the old town to visit Grandpa Liu, her childhood savior.

Mr. Liu is now quite old and suffers from Alzheimer's disease. His mind is becoming increasingly confused. His family has hired a caregiver to take care of him. However, Mr. Liu can no longer remember who she is, and he doesn't even recognize his own children.

Schimerling left behind gifts and some money, and left shortly afterward.

The passage of time will relentlessly erode all memories, charm, emotions, and the body, until you become a completely unfamiliar version of yourself.

And those closest to us can only watch helplessly, powerless to change anything…

After leaving Grandpa Liu's house, you can walk through three old streets to reach the Shu family's old house on Yangpu Street.

Although the old town has gradually declined, many long-time residents still remain here. Perhaps at some point in the future, these places will also face demolition!

Although he hadn't been back for a long time, Schimerlin could still clearly remember everything about the old house.

Driving there would quickly take you to the main road of Yangpu Street, but the alleyway outside the old house was a bit narrow, making it inconvenient to drive in and difficult to turn around. She could only park the car outside and walk over slowly.

This area is almost entirely composed of detached houses, but the narrow alleyways have undergone quite a few changes.

The cement road is old and in poor condition, with cracks and potholes everywhere, but the sanitation is relatively clean. The trees planted by the surrounding families have grown taller and more lush. The small streetlights have been replaced with large streetlights, and the exterior walls have been painted beige with positive slogans written on them, making it look brand new.

Upon arriving outside the old house, the iron gate to the courtyard was locked. The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the large osmanthus tree had not been pruned for a long time. It had not only grown thicker but was also very lush with branches and leaves. There were many fallen leaves piled up on the ground, indicating that Rong's parents did not come back often.

She came here when she was thirteen and returned to her hometown when she was twenty-two, spending a full nine years here.

In my memory, the warm, happy, and ordinary days that Tongshu family spent here are still vivid in my mind, as if they happened yesterday. But in the blink of an eye, time flies, and they are no longer the same as they were back then.

This place contains both her innocent and naive crush and precious, warm affection. Both kinds of emotions are invaluable to her.

Regret is always present, and the past has become a hidden secret. Whether she lets go or not, she cannot change the ending; the only thing she can do is move forward.

Before leaving, she took a picture of the old house as a memento.

The next morning, around nine o'clock, she bought a lot of gifts and fruit, preparing to visit Fang Tian's grandmother, Xu Yunhua, her lifelong mentor!