The actress is reborn and is chasing after her husband.

Reason quickly pulled her back to reality. She had never liked such ambiguous feelings, and besides, their relationship was no longer what it used to be.

After a moment, she lowered her eyes and stepped back slightly, moving away from her touch. Her expression returned to calm and indifference: "If there's nothing else, get some rest. I'll buy the medicine and bring it to you later..."

In her dazed and drunken state, Shu Xiangyu didn't pay much attention to her aloofness and politeness. It was because she herself couldn't answer her questions, and she couldn't give her the answer she wanted.

She slowly lowered her hand, the smile on her lips fading. Suddenly, she raised her head again, staring intently at her, unlike during the day when she deliberately concealed her feelings, and she didn't back down: "Then... can I sleep with you tonight?"

The gentle, soft tone, tinged with a hint of longing, made Shimmerling think he had misheard.

It wasn't until she met her hopeful eyes again that she realized she was telling the truth.

sleep together?

Ha, she really does never hold back when it comes to saying something shocking!

In the past, they often slept in the same bed, and even had many more intimate encounters, but things are different now. No one would accept having any relationship with someone who abandoned them that goes beyond the bounds.

Seeing that she was stunned and didn't speak, Shu Xiangyu moved closer to her again and asked, "Mo Mo, is it okay?"

Xi Molin's heart, which had been churning like a tsunami, was now shaken by what she had just done. Her calm expression hardened, and her brows furrowed deeply. She said coldly, "Sorry, I'm used to sleeping alone now..."

Upon hearing the words, Shu Xiangyu, who had been looking forward to it, was momentarily stunned.

She refused!

She said she's used to being alone!

Back in their old house on Yangpu Street, whenever they were home, they would sleep together every day, and I always cuddled her while we slept. They were inseparable...

Perhaps they've just gotten used to it, after all, they've been separated for many years!

Although she desperately wanted to, their relationship was indeed unlikely to return to what it was before.

Shu Xiangyu couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart. Her eyes were filled with tears as she slowly nodded. The smile on her lips seemed to be mixed with bitterness, and also had a hint of miscalculation due to overconfidence.

"Really? Then I won't force you. You should go to sleep early too. You don't need to buy medicine; I'm fine and don't need any. Thank you for your kindness, I'll go upstairs now..."

The once naive and innocent blockhead has really grown up!

She knows how to maintain distance and understands the relationship they are currently maintaining. She is clearer-headed and much more rational than I am.

She can't let things get out of control any longer. Since she knows it's wrong, cutting her losses in time is better for both of them.

Shermerlin stood there, her hands clenched into fists. They were sisters, and it was not unreasonable for them to sleep in the same bed, but she couldn't get over her own conscience. She didn't want to have any more hope that she had given her. Even though she knew she couldn't touch it, even though she knew she couldn't fall into it, she couldn't relax even if she was enduring excruciating pain. She could only restrain herself, and restrain herself even more.

"Sis...wait a minute."

Just as Shu Xiangyu turned around, Xi Molin suddenly remembered something and quickly called out to stop her.

When Shu Xiangyu stopped and turned to look at her, his eyes were already moist as a deep pool.

Xi Molin quickly turned around and went back into the room, picked up the gift box on the table, and then came to Shu Xiangyu, the two of them standing a step apart.

"This is a small gift I brought back from Jiangyan. I've already given the gifts to Rong's parents, Yang's parents, and Xiangjun. This is for you. I hope you like it."

Xi Molin held the gift box in both hands, intending to hand it to her. His previously indifferent gaze now brightened with interest. The gift wasn't expensive, but he wondered if she would like it.

Perhaps Shu Xiangyu was getting more and more drunk, and her mind was a little hazy. She stared at the simply packaged little gift box for a long time without taking it.

Why, after firmly refusing, does he repeatedly try to soften her heart, make her reluctant, and make her hesitate?

Having made the choice, there is no room for any further hope.

She suddenly looked at her unexpectedly and said, "Do you know what I lack most right now?"

The alluring woman pressed herself against her again, her smile tinged with mockery, sarcasm, and even resentment. She lowered her voice and said sarcastically, "I, Shu Xiangyu, have no shortage of money, gifts, or admirers. Over the years, countless men have sought me, alluring and beautiful. They all say they love me dearly. As for those who want to sleep with me… guess how many there are?"

She smiled coldly, tears welling up in her eyes, which she stubbornly held back.

But the words she spoke were like a thousand sharp knives stabbing into Ximerlin’s already wounded heart. She knew very well how to hurt her the most!

Almost every word was precious. She stood frozen in place, seemingly without any reaction, but in reality, unseen by her, her heart was wounded again, bleeding profusely, the pain gnawed at her very bones.

Her hand holding the gift box slowly drooped, the light in her eyes disappeared, and then became unfathomable. She did not answer her question; those unavoidable realities were, to her, sharp blades and poison.

"Forget it, just pretend I never said anything tonight... We're completely unrelated anyway..."

Shu Xiangyu couldn't bear to continue, gave a bitter smile, and was about to turn away.

Suddenly, Xi Molin freed one hand, grabbed her wrist, and without much effort, pulled her into the house. The door closed abruptly, and the hallway returned to silence for a moment.

Faced with the sudden forceful approach, Shu Xiangyu, who was even more intoxicated, was completely caught off guard and could only let her take control.

Only one bedside lamp was on in the room.

Xi Molin casually tossed the gift box onto the bed, and with his free hand and the weight of his body, he instantly pinned Shu Xiangyu half-down on the bed! She seemed to have forgotten about her injured arm and felt no pain at all.

What followed was a kiss that broke free of restraint and was completely uncontrollable. It pried open Shu Xiangyu's delicate red lips without any mercy, and the fresh aroma of wine immediately entered her throat. When it touched her soft tongue that was welcoming her, Xi Molin lost all his remaining rationality.

At this moment, she had completely gone mad!

No one knows how painful and agonizing it has been for her to constantly suppress her overflowing love over the years. Perhaps that love, which cannot be tolerated by the world, has transformed into her fighting spirit on the training field, or perhaps it has become part of her very being. Although the weight in her heart seems to have lessened, she has not truly let go of her.

As time has passed, her beauty has become more natural, but the more natural it is, the more jealous, resentful, and repressed she becomes.

At this moment, she didn't want to care about anything anymore; all she wanted was to have her completely again.

Shu Xiangyu's long, flowing black hair cascaded down her back, her dark eyes, as black as ink, held a thousand emotions. Beneath her sensual collarbones, her cleavage was perfectly rounded. Her thin skirt cinched at her waist, and between her long, fair legs, only a thin layer of clothing covered her. Her waist remained so slender and boneless, and the skin beneath was still soft and smooth to the touch…

Filled with intense jealousy and hatred, Shimmering's breathing became increasingly rapid and deep. She quickly stripped her naked, the calluses on her palms, left by years of training, gliding over her naturally smooth skin, the texture distinct.

All her rationality, forbearance, concealment, and even forgetfulness that she had always possessed were shattered by the person in front of her at this moment!

A domineering and passionate lust, like a surging sea, repeatedly overwhelmed Shu Xiangyu with uncontrollable palpitations and tremors, yet she did not stop it in the slightest. She longed to repay this debt of love, to fulfill her obsession, and to bring her own relationship to a close.

"So many people want to sleep with you, so does that mean I can too...?"

Schimerlin kissed and nibbled at her ears and neck, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, until he reached her chest. Who knew that she had a tattoo of 'My Lover MoMo' on her heart!

Her trembling fingers gently traced the tattoo, and she was instantly filled with shock and disbelief!

She secretly got this tattoo to prove her love for her back then, as a big surprise for her birthday. But when they broke up, she tore open her clothes and the tattoo was gone. Why is it still here, perfectly intact?

"Shu Xiangyu, tell me, did you ever love me?"

She lay half-reclined beside her, looking solemnly into her eyes, her chest still heaving with unsteady breaths.

This is the first time in four years that she has asked the same question back then.

Back then, she said she only pitied her situation, mistaking a different kind of feeling for love, and was also looking for so-called inspiration to act well! But what about now?

Shu Xiangyu was already in a daze, but looking at Mo Mo who was so close to her, she still retained a sense of clarity.

Does it matter whether you love someone or not?

Her voice became extremely hoarse, and her pair of dreamy, tender eyes flickered slightly.

"Important! Very important to me."

At that moment, the fervor and longing in Schimerlin's eyes seemed to be tempered by a raging fire, so intense and burning that it threatened to melt anyone who looked at it.

For them, love has always existed. Whether it comes from the daily companionship of their childhood, the selfless care and protection, or the innocent and budding affection, it is all genuine love from the bottom of their hearts, which she cannot deny.

Unfortunately, no matter how much they wanted to or how powerful they were, they could not escape the constraints of worldly ethics and morality, which was an insurmountable chasm, even if they paid the full price.

Shu Xiangyu gently and tenderly stroked her slightly cool face, as if tears were sliding down. Her heart trembled slightly, and she choked out, "But we can't be together..."

He leaned close to her ear, and she, who rarely cried, could no longer hold back her sobs. The grievances she had suffered in the past and the endless loneliness were like rivers and lakes formed from small streams. Her heart was so small, yet it had to constantly hold it all: "I just want to know, all these years, have you ever loved me, even just a little bit..."