TSBIR Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Shen Xingyang’s “Past Life”

“Song Yichen, I want to leave here.”

Song Yichen nodded, taking Shen Xingyang’s hand to leave.

“A-Yang, I finally know why you suddenly treated me like this. I don’t know why I treated you like this, but I still want to tell you that I really love you, and in this life, I will never treat you like that.”

The tears that Shen Xingyang had been holding back in his eyes instantly fell. He didn’t turn around, shook his head at Song Yichen, and walked out of the ward.

“You can cry it out.”

Song Yichen didn’t know what the two were talking about, but he guessed that perhaps Shen Xingyang had experienced some things he was completely unaware of, and those things were very painful, so painful that Shen Xingyang didn’t dare to look back.

“I won’t cry over these things anymore in the future. It’s already in the past.”

Shen Xingyang raised his head, wiped away the tears, and fanned his eyes with his hand, not wanting any more tears to fall.

Song Yichen looked at Shen Xingyang like this, feeling extremelyténgxìn(xìn) – painful. He hugged Shen Xingyang in his arms, not saying a word, just holding him tightly.

Without asking or comforting, regardless of the crowds coming and going, he just held Shen Xingyang like that, his hand carefully placed on Shen Xingyang’s back, gently patting him as if coaxing a child.

Shen Xingyang didn’t know how long he was held by Song Yichen before he recovered. He smiled bitterly, looking at Song Yichen.

“Do you want to know the things I haven’t told you? Like…”

Shen Xingyang couldn’t quite say it, biting his lip, building up his courage for a long time before slowly raising his head to look at Song Yichen, saying in an incredibly trembling and hoarse voice.

“The process Yin Yan described!”

Song Yichen’s heart seemed to twist together, feeling extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to shake his head, telling Shen Xingyang not to speak, but he also felt that he should know these things.

Shen Xingyang looked into Song Yichen’s eyes, took a deep breath, smiled, and led Song Yichen up the stairs, not taking the elevator, just walking up the stairs step by step. After a long time, they finally reached the rooftop.

Song Yichen didn’t understand why Shen Xingyang insisted on bringing him to the rooftop.

From the moment they stepped onto the rooftop, before even walking to the edge, Shen Xingyang’s whole demeanor was off. His face was frighteningly pale.

Song Yichen frowned, forcibly trying to pull Shen Xingyang away, but Shen Xingyang refused to leave.

“Song Yichen, let me face it. Only with you by my side do I have the courage to face these things!”

Shen Xingyang held onto Song Yichen, afraid to look in that direction.

Song Yichen frowned: “Have you thought it through?”

Shen Xingyang nodded firmly, and Song Yichen then led Shen Xingyang towards the edge.

Shen Xingyang walked slower and slower, closing his eyes at some point.

“We’re here!”

Song Yichen looked at Shen Xingyang, gently telling him, afraid he would feel uncomfortable, holding his hand tighter and tighter.

Shen Xingyang didn’t dare to open his eyes, holding onto Song Yichen tightly, not daring to move.

“I’m behind you, don’t be afraid!”

Song Yichen lowered his head, whispering close to Shen Xingyang’s ear.

Shen Xingyang slowly opened his eyes, but as soon as he saw below, he was so scared that he immediately closed them again. Song Yichen’s hand was pinched red.

Shen Xingyang’s face was also pale with fright, his lips devoid of any color.

Song Yichen couldn’t bear to watch. He didn’t want Shen Xingyang to face his fear, so he picked up Shen Xingyang.

“Ah!”

Shen Xingyang was suddenly picked up, letting out a scream, preparing to open his eyes, but Song Yichen covered them.

Song Yichen carried Shen Xingyang away from the rooftop, placing him on the steps, and sat down beside him.

“It’s okay now!”

Shen Xingyang finally opened his eyes with relief, but even after leaving, he was still unwilling to let go of Song Yichen, as if at this moment, Song Yichen was his lifeline.

“I overestimated myself. I still can’t do it!”

Shen Xingyang’s voice trembled, still not recovered from the fright.

Song Yichen put him in his arms, comforting him softly: “Shen Xingyang, people don’t have to face their fears. You can choose to escape. I’m behind you, you don’t need to worry.”

Shen Xingyang nodded, relaxing completely against Song Yichen.

“Just now, on that rooftop, at that same spot, without any change, I once jumped from that position. I clearly felt the fear of constantly falling, and the fear of facing death.”

Shen Xingyang paused, looking at the door leading to the rooftop.

“Just as Song Yichen said, I thought I only needed to overcome the fear of death, but I didn’t expect that I would have to struggle painfully for a long time. I clearly felt every inch of my skin in agonizing pain, a pain that made people truly experience what it means to be better off dead.”

“I thought I wouldn’t be afraid of pain anymore after experiencing that kind of pain, but I didn’t expect that I’m even more afraid now.”

Shen Xingyang smiled weakly, as if describing someone else’s story, but it was full of heartache in Song Yichen’s ears.

He didn’t speak, just quietly listening to Shen Xingyang’s description.

He also wanted to know what Shen Xingyang had experienced that would make someone so afraid of pain jump from the twenty-sixth floor.

“In my past life, I didn’t go to Song Manor, and we didn’t have our first meeting, or those things during my rescue. I was always with Yin Yan, without any accidents, until we got married and managed Shen Corporation together. In the beginning, he was indeed very good to me, but later he changed. Maybe he realized the benefits of power, he started wanting Shen Corporation.”

“Later, he and his brother, Yin Yuan, my brother’s most trusted friend, joined hands. They switched my medicine, making my illness worse, unable to manage the company’s affairs. Then, when my brother was fighting the enemy on the battlefield, they cut off the supplies from the rear, cutting off their rescue.”

Only when he got to this point did Shen Xingyang’s voice become choked, even difficult to continue speaking. This was even more difficult than describing his death.

“They… caused my brother to die in the hands of those people because he had no ammunition.”

Shen Xingyang spoke with great difficulty, each word forced out, his trembling voice with a choked sob, and the guilt and self-blame in his eyes, causing his heart rate to rise.

Song Yichen had thought that the things that made Shen Xingyang determined to jump off the building must have been extremely painful, but he never thought it would be to this extent.

Watching the people he cared about and trusted kill his only family member, the despair was something Song Yichen couldn’t imagine.

Even more unimaginable was how Shen Xingyang faced Yin Yan and Shen Jinjue while hiding these things.

No wonder Shen Xingyang tried every means to scheme against Yin Yan from the beginning, unwilling to break up, and later even willing to deceive him in order to set up this scheme.

He only felt that the moment he saw Shen Xingyang’s “corpse”, he felt fear and disbelief. Later, knowing that he had been deceived, he was angry and sad, but he didn’t expect that what Shen Xingyang had experienced was even more unforgettable.

Song Yichen regretted why he couldn’t have understood Shen Xingyang more, supported Shen Xingyang a little more.