Chapter 113
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The temperature by the lake was slightly lower than the actual temperature. Even though Song Qingchun was wearing a winter coat, she still couldn't stand the cold after standing there for a while. She wanted to return indoors, but as she turned around, she saw a person walk out from the bamboo forest. Then, she stopped moving.
Tang Nuan's make-up was a bit thick that night, and it was quite different from her usual look. Her face was slightly red from the alcohol, and probably because she was wearing stilettos, her steps were unsteady on the cobblestone pavement.
"Why are you hiding here alone?" Tang Nuan stopped before Song Qingchun. She wrapped her jacket around herself and looked at Song Qingchun out of the corner of her eyes. Knowing the latter had no intention to speak, she continued, "Don't tell me you've been hiding here alone and crying all day?"
Even though Tang Nuan might not be able to outtalk Song Qingchun, the weather was too cold. Song Qingchun really did not want to waste her time arguing with Tang Nuan, so she chose to ignore her and walked around Tang Nuan, who was blocking her way.
"Song Qingchun, it's still the same old saying. I don't like Qin Yinan, but I have to keep him hanging. It can't be helped; it's your fault for liking him …" Tang Nuan purposely lowered her voice before her lips curled into a smile. "… and I hate you so much.
"What's wrong? After three years, seeing Qin Yinan running errands for me again, are you sad?"
Song Qingchun had heard this kind of thing so many times over the years that even she herself felt numb to it. The pain and anger that she had initially felt had disappeared.
She didn't even pause for a moment and continued to walk towards the bamboo forest.
"You're right, the man you've loved for so many years has fallen in love with the woman you hate the most. It must be a torture worse than death …" Tang Nuan continued, but when she said that, her expression chilled. Even her tone lost its earlier laziness. Instead, it was tinged with hatred. "… As long as I, Tang Nuan, am alive, Song Qingchun, you will never be able to be with Qin Yinan again …"
Song Qingchun suddenly stopped moving. She stood with her back facing Tang Nuan for a while before slowly turning around to ask softly, "Tang Nuan, are you tired of doing this every day?"
Tang Nuan raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
"To be honest, you don't mind being tired, but I do."
Tang Nuan laughed like she had just heard a joke. "Song Qingchun, do you really want to end this peacefully, or do you want to use some kind of soft tactic?"
"If I say you're overthinking things, would you believe me?" Song Qingchun countered softly.
"I don't believe you." Tang Nuan answered without hesitation, "Song Qingchun, don't worry, I will never be able to reconcile with you in this life because I will never be able to forget how Su …"
Tang Nuan seemed to realize she had blurted out a secret that Song Qingchun didn't know, so she suddenly stopped. She glared at Song Qingchun and continued through gritted teeth, "In any case, as long as I, Tang Nuan, am still alive, I will never forgive you, Song Qingchun!"
Compared to Tang Nuan's anger, Song Qingchun's expression was exceptionally calm. Even the tone of her voice was as calm as the surface of a lake.
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