Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 434 - 434 434 Finding it hard to control oneself in love

?Chapter 434: 434, Finding it hard to control oneself in love. Chapter 434: 434, Finding it hard to control oneself in love. She had repeatedly asked why he was treating her with such tenderness again, when he had claimed to be weary of her. Yet, he never answered.

Well, she wouldn’t ask anymore. Asking repeatedly still wouldn’t give her an answer. If Shi Yuhuan didn’t want to talk, even if you asked him a thousand, ten thousand times, he still wouldn’t speak.

About him and Si Chen, although he hadn’t given any explanations or tried to justify himself to her, it seemed as if he had made his intentions clear.

In a way, this could be seen as a form of explanation, too.

Song Qinghuan felt she was bewitched, still unable to control herself in front of Shi Yuhuan’s tenderness.

A single sentence from him, or just one look, could alter her thoughts.

Just as now, he didn’t say much, but his few softly-spoken words were still able to alleviate her days of irritation and sadness, bringing her comfort and contentment. She then leaned against him quietly to rest.

She felt she deserved to be whipped mercilessly with a leather strap.

Once she heard about a classmate who was with a terrible boyfriend, yet couldn’t break up with him no matter how badly he treated her because she still loved him.

At that time, she was very disdainful, stating arrogantly that if she were in that situation, she would have done such and such.

But when the same phenomena occurred in her own life, she realized the truth in the adage, “It’s easy to talk the talk when you’re not walking the walk.”

Song Qinghuan fell asleep while reflecting on this and had such a deep sleep that she didn’t wake up until well past four in the afternoon.

When she woke up, Yuhuan was nowhere to be seen.

She got up and went out to continue preparing for the ritual ceremony.

By the time she arrived, Si Chen and Shi Mu had nearly finished preparations. Upon seeing her arrival, Si Chen greeted her with a barrage of cynical comments.

Song Qinghuan ignored him and continued with her work.

Shi Mu assisted her the whole while. After Shi Yuhuan had explained everything earlier that day, she looked back and felt that Shi Mu might have deliberately misled her in the morning.

However, Shi Mu was a gentle person who treated others kindly, so Song Qinghuan didn’t dwell on it much.

When they were done, Si Chen brought a bottle of mineral water and a soft drink inside, tossing the water to Shi Mu and preparing to drink the soft drink himself.

Shi Mu glared at him, grabbed the soft drink from his hand and said, “Go fetch another bottle for yourself.”

Si Chen was reluctant but didn’t argue. He glanced at Song Qinghuan and turned to go out again.

“I’m sorry, Si Chen is just that way. Try not to let it bother you,” Shi Mu apologized, offering the unopened water bottle to Song Qinghuan.

“Thanks, I don’t mind,” Song Qinghuan accepted the water, thinking to herself that Si Chen is quite obedient to Shi Mu’s words. Their relationship seemed pretty strong.

After drinking the water, Song Qinghuan suddenly felt a discomfort in her stomach.

Gradually, she found it was not just discomfort, but an intense pain, cramps shooting through her stomach. The pain grew more intense and severe, waves upon waves like a turbulent sea.

As her vision blurred, Song Qinghuan slumped down and collapsed on the floor.

Shi Mu, taken aback, asked anxiously, “Qinghuan, what’s wrong?”

As Song Qinghuan sat on the ground, she curled up as tightly as she could, struggling to bear the intense, twisting pain in her abdomen. But this only made her focus more on the pain, increasing her suffering. Her throat began to hurt as well.

The piercing pain was life-threatening, intense and swift. It hurt so much that it felt as if all her organs were shifting within her.