"Are you alright?" Wang Qi stood up, seemingly wanting to check on him, but Jiang Cheng waved him off.
"I'm going to see Wang Fugui." Jiang Cheng got up and left.
In the corridor, Jiang Cheng stood for a long while before he stabilized his emotions. His shadow on the wall was much taller than him, looking very out of place.
A line of bloody words appeared crookedly on the wall, still trembling, "I told you, you and I are the same."
"She's just using you."
"Women's words are all untrustworthy; they will only betray you in the end."
"I am, and you will be no exception."
Similar bloody words covered the entire wall. The shadow kept shaking, as if mocking him, and strange black ripples appeared on its surface.
A pair of blood-red eyes, hidden deep within the ripples, stared at Jiang Cheng, as if trying to pierce through his body and see something on another level.
Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall, gasping for air. Lin Wan'er's face shattered in the depths of his mind, then pieced itself back together.
That face was covered in cracks.
It could never go back to how it was.
He could accept being deceived by anyone, including Fatty and Pi Ruan; they were all fine. Maybe Deep Red wasn't a big deal, but Lin Wan'er was an exception.
He couldn't accept that the person who brought him light was actually deceiving him all along.
"With women in your heart, your sword will naturally be drawn."
A line of bloody words appeared on the wall at just the right moment, as if to encourage or perhaps to tempt him.
"Don't try to control me; I have my own judgment." Staring at the shadow on the wall, Jiang Cheng spoke, then quickly walked a