DF Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Never has Song Ji’an understood so clearly as she does now that Sheng Jia is seducing her.

Chapter 109: Never has Song Ji’an understood so clearly as she does now that Sheng Jia is seducing her.

The two of them lay on the ground for half an hour, neither willing to get up first.

Shen Qi’s walkie-talkie was still on, occasionally transmitting a few complaints, mostly Meng Yeran’s teasing kind.

“I say, wouldn’t you say we are asking for trouble?”

The subsequent journey was even steeper and more difficult, and everyone except Shen Qi agreed with this statement.

After all, most of them did not yearn for adventure and hardship like that; everyone has their own tendency to seek advantages.

However, this sentence was just a joke. Beneath the tendency to seek advantages, their greater strength was that they rarely regretted their choices. Since they had jointly decided to challenge Aliya Island, they naturally had to grit their teeth and push upwards within their limits of endurance.

Asking for trouble did not mean giving up, and this kind of asking for trouble erupted into boundless surprise as they were about to climb to the intersection of the tundra and coniferous forest.

When there were twenty minutes left to the summit, they could already see a corner of the vast plain. The colors of brown and green were intertwined before their eyes, and birds often circled overhead, looking down on this group of intruding humans like elegant and free spirits.

The most amazing thing was that when they climbed over the last peak, a strong, fierce, and unusually large white-tailed eagle was fiercely smashing the spotted fish it had caught on the ground, as if it were bouncing fish balls.

It stood on the rock wall less than two meters away from them, coldly watching them climb up quickly, and only spread its wings and flew high after they had moved away from this area. The hurricane brought by its wide wings almost swept everyone’s faces, giving people a feeling of covering the sky, and the sunlight passed through the outline of the feathers, becoming colorful.

“Sheng Jia, Song Ji’an, you will regret not witnessing this scene with us,” even Hilda couldn’t help but murmur.

But there was no reply in the walkie-talkie. Shen Qi glanced at them and said in a low voice, “The two of them have already set off. It is estimated that they can meet us in two and a half hours. Let’s climb faster. There are only less than ten minutes left.”

On the other side, Song Ji’an and Sheng Jia got up and walked onto the route in the cloud map after Meng Yeran complained about asking for trouble.

This route was indeed flatter and did not consume as much physical strength, so that they did not have to move on both hands and feet.

But the atmosphere became a little silent after they fell together. No one spoke, and they also avoided looking at each other.

Sheng Jia walked in front with a trekking pole, and Song Ji’an followed behind her. Even though they were both wearing heavy goggles, there was no eye contact at all. Along the way, they could only hear the sound of the wind from the Arctic Ocean shaking the branches.

Perhaps Song Ji’an was angry. She felt that she was holding her breath at this moment, and the source of this breath was Sheng Jia.

She could not understand what kind of signal Sheng Jia’s behavior, which disregarded safety, was releasing to her.

Or perhaps she knew, but would rather not know.

Sheng Jia’s behavior along the way was too obvious, so obvious that it was a bit out of bounds, even surpassing her step-by-step approach in Jingjiang, making her at a loss.

She had not thought before that Sheng Jia would become like this, becoming even more unpredictable about what she wanted to do.

Since Song Ji’an and Sheng Jia reunited, she had infinitely resisted her overtures. The title of a partner briefly suppressed these resistances, but now Sheng Jia’s excessive actions had caused these resistances and self-warnings to resurface.

She held the trekking pole and stood in place to slow down, because of the sudden suffocation and oppression.

Sheng Jia, who was walking in front, heard the footsteps stop and immediately turned her head to look. She reached out to Song Ji’an, “Are you tired? I can pull you along.”

Song Ji’an pursed her lips, “No need.”

After saying that, she straightened up and walked past Sheng Jia.

Sheng Jia stared at her back and suddenly asked, “Are you angry? Because I jumped down with you just now and fell off the cliff?”

Song Ji’an’s footsteps paused slightly, she took two heavy breaths, and then felt that the breath in her chest was instantly ignited by Sheng Jia’s question, “Yes, I’m angry.”

“If something happened to you to save me, I wouldn’t be able to pay it back,” Song Ji’an said with gritted teeth, “I already couldn’t pay you back for the previous eighteen years. If you get hurt for me again, what should I do in the future? Have you ever thought about it for me?”

The air fell silent.

For the truth that she suddenly revealed.

“What do you owe me?”

After a long time, Sheng Jia asked in a cold voice.

“I owe you a lot,” Song Ji’an did not know why, but her eyes were already red under the goggles. She tried to answer in the same calm voice, “Your eighteen years, everything you swept away for me when you returned to the Sheng family, the pain you experienced for me that I should have experienced, but on the eve of our identity swap, you solved all the shadows.”

“That wasn’t everything swept away for you. That was me and Sheng Huaiying taking revenge,” Sheng Jia said a little annoyed, “I never thought of solving it for you, Song Ji’an, what exactly are you thinking about every day?”

“But no matter what, it was me who occupied your identity and robbed you of the mother who should have belonged to you. I can’t face you calmly,” Song Ji’an replied, “Don’t make me feel more guilty, okay?”

“I never thought that you owed me anything,” Sheng Jia took off her goggles, revealing a pair of red eyes. She approached step by step, “The person involved has never thought that way, so why do you have to think that way? Is it because you can’t get past the hurdle of your self-proclaimed justice and fairness? This is not my problem, it’s your problem.”

“Even five years ago, I didn’t feel that you owed me anything. I only regarded you as an opponent who needed me to use all my wisdom to defeat,” Sheng Jia found it a little ridiculous, “Every scar on my body, every shadow in my heart, none of them were given to me by you. What exactly do you owe me?”

Song Ji’an clenched her fists and stood in place without moving. She opened her mouth, wanting to say that’s not right, it’s not like this, but Sheng Jia’s eyes had already told her that the other party would use even more rigorous logic to refute all her arguments.

Her guilt and indebtedness to Sheng Jia were not recognized by Sheng Jia, causing her to lose all logical advantages.

But some things cannot be easily let go by simply opening your mouth and talking about them. Song Ji’an was even less likely to be easily persuaded by Sheng Jia.

“Don’t you think that it’s not going to work if you impose your own will on me?” Song Ji’an frowned tightly, “Isn’t it normal for me, as a beneficiary, to feel guilty towards the deprived?” Moreover, emphasizing fairness is not something that should be ridiculed.”

Sheng Jia stared at her closely and suddenly said, “Do you think that if we two emphasize fairness in everything, can it be calculated clearly?”

Song Ji’an’s voice came to an abrupt halt, and for some reason, she suddenly panicked.

But Sheng Jia did not let her go. She continued, “Is ours a relationship that needs to emphasize fairness? If we really talk like that, the place we two should be in the most is hell. You occupied the magpie’s nest, I was ruthless, your identity was dishonest, I was untrustworthy, shouldn’t you and I each return to our positions, shouldn’t we go to hell together for our mistakes and torture each other? Are you right?”

“What’s wrong with you?” The little bit of defense in Song Ji’an’s heart finally shattered completely under her overly blunt words, and she finally replied angrily, “Sheng Jia, you clearly know that I don’t mean that.”

“Is that so?” Sheng Jia sneered, “Then you should be more straightforward and tell me, what exactly do you mean.”

Song Ji’an was so angry that she took two deep breaths. She was telling herself that she shouldn’t be angered by Sheng Jia’s obvious trick. She didn’t mean that, and Sheng Jia definitely didn’t really think that way.

But looking at Sheng Jia’s annoying face, she still couldn’t help but get angry and explode.

Who would have thought that this was just a quarrel caused by mutual concern for each other’s safety.

But before Song Ji’an had time to intensify the dispute, her and Sheng Jia’s walkie-talkie flickered twice, and then Shen Qi’s voice rang out.

“Although it’s a bit impolite to interrupt you like this, I may have to remind you that the satellite has sent a new weather forecast. There may be a heavy rain on the island in an hour, which will probably last for about two hours,” Shen Qi said, “At your speed, it’s estimated that you won’t be able to make it to the campsite. I suggest you find a flatter place now to set up camp first, spend these few hours, and then talk about it.”

The flames that the two had not yet figured out were temporarily suppressed. Sheng Jia tried to reply calmly, “Understood, then we probably won’t be able to reach the campsite tonight. We will catch up with you tomorrow morning.”

“Okay, you can ask me anytime if you have any questions about outdoor camping.” Shen Qi quickly hung up the walkie-talkie.

Sheng Jia and Song Ji’an looked at each other and did not continue the topic just now. Shen Qi’s words made them calm down briefly. Under the premise that survival was facing problems, any quarrels were meaningless.

The slope here was relatively gentle, and the surrounding coniferous trees were relatively sparse, so it could basically be considered a natural open space, which was a very suitable place to camp.

They took out the set of equipment from the big bag behind them. It took too long to set up a tent, and the subsequent tidying up was even more troublesome, so the two finally chose to set up only one tent, and then took out all the cold-proof clothing and spread it in the tent.

It was July now, the time when the temperature was the highest, but rain meant cooling. Although it would not drop too low, it was possible that it would be below ten degrees.

The weather forecast was not very accurate. In just forty minutes, the sun overhead was covered by dark clouds, and then the sound of raindrops falling rang out.

Sheng Jia and Song Ji’an had already huddled into the tent. They were trapped between the soft clothes and sleeping bags, silent.

The sound of the rain intensified this silence. No one wanted to speak first. Sheng Jia turned her head and looked at Song Ji’an’s profile. She was dozing off, as if she had not noticed Sheng Jia’s gaze.

This was where ocean currents converged, and the falling rain made the already humid air even more sticky.

But they seemed to be integrated into the wind and rain, becoming two standing trees, neither willing to lower their heads first.

Sheng Jia stared at the stress point on the top of the tent, silently thinking in her heart –

This was perhaps Sheng Jia and Song Ji’an’s only opportunity.

A remote and empty jungle, a world where only the two of them existed.

Only here could they abandon morality, abandon contradictions, and recklessly stare at each other.

Whether it was the scorching sun overhead or the suddenly arriving raindrops, there was only each other. They could be two crazy people eloping to the end of the world, letting the emotions in their hearts grow wildly and then release them.

Sheng Jia suddenly didn’t want to continue the meaningless confrontation any longer.

She turned sideways, her breath almost spraying on Song Ji’an’s ear, and looked at her so quietly and peacefully.

Song Ji’an felt the change in her emotions, but she didn’t know why. She didn’t open her eyes, nor did she respond, until Sheng Jia suddenly said in a low voice, “Song Ji’an, didn’t you want to ask me what I’m doing? I’ll tell you frankly, I regret it. I regretted it the first time I saw you again after five years.”

Song Ji’an shrank and pursed her lips. She wanted to touch the tip of her ear that had been swept by the hot breath, but in the end, she realized that what she was stroking was Sheng Jia’s cheek. She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she touched a cold liquid, which made her stop her movement.

At this moment, Sheng Jia had lost all disguise. She only looked at the void behind them with a slightly dazed look, and smiled mockingly, “I’m just hypocritical and bad, unwilling to admit my regret.”

She once thought that she would never regret it.

But when she saw that broken sun, she had already regretted it.

Even Dong Zhen still missed Song Ji’an’s vitality, let alone Sheng Jia, who had been truly illuminated by Song Ji’an?

She didn’t regret taking back everything, but she regretted making Song Ji’an like this.

She could have had a more suitable way to solve this matter, but she couldn’t let go of her anger and resentment. She raised all the thorns, just wanting to drag everyone to hell together.

The closer Song Ji’an got, the stronger this bad idea became.

The rationality of teenagers was too little. They only cared about hitting their heads and bleeding, but when she saw the truly fragmented Song Ji’an, unprecedented regret swept over her.

She lost her mind again.

Those heartbeats that were strongly suppressed at the age of eighteen instantly grew into a straight tree, urging her to approach Song Ji’an.

Song Ji’an restrainedly clenched the edge of the sleeping bag in front of her, and her eyes were also red. There was still guilt in her emotions, but it was also mixed with a little bit of grievance that she had never dared to let it appear.

She didn’t think that she had any qualifications to be wronged, but at this moment, Sheng Jia’s words made the high wall she had built collapse in an instant.

“Don’t say that.” She said in a hoarse voice, stopping Sheng Jia’s rare self-deprecation in her life.

They seemed to be like this. When hard shells collided with each other, they would only collide with each other and be bruised all over, but when Sheng Jia poured out her heart, Song Ji’an couldn’t help but pinch her heart and feel the same pain as her.

Similar and contradictory.

Song Ji’an’s hand did not leave Sheng Jia’s cheek, and Sheng Jia did not resist at all. She only tilted her head and rubbed it after she stopped. Her lips gently kissed the side of Song Ji’an’s wrist.

Song Ji’an subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but was held down by Sheng Jia. She crashed into a pair of wet eyes.

That was Sheng Jia’s unprecedentedly soft look. She affectionately kissed Song Ji’an’s wrist again and whispered, “Song Ji’an, look at me.”

Never has Song Ji’an understood so clearly as she does now that Sheng Jia is seducing her.

That Sheng Jia, who had to fight for the best in everything she did and had to straighten her back every moment, was seducing her.

She was a little dazed and murmured after a long time, “Why?”

“Sheng Jia, why do you do this?”

Sheng Jia said in a low voice, “It’s impossible for me to take every step correctly. I’m a person, not a god. But I don’t have the courage to start everything over, so before I came out, I made a decision.”

“Follow your heart.”

Sheng Jia had never had nor dared to have a moment of following her heart, but now they were not in Jingjiang, they were in remote Norway.

Sheng Jia could finally give up everything and only face her heart directly.

That wasteland was planted by Song Ji’an five years ago with seeds that overflowed the entire land in a destructive manner, and now they had taken root and sprouted, rejuvenating that arid land.

The only person who could enter here was Song Ji’an.

——Song Ji’an, who erected a high wall against her, but could not stand by and watch her suffer.