Intimate Trial Chapter 37

Chapter 37

“Remember who she is?”

Ye Chang stroked the photo.

Shen Shenlin’s throat seemed to be blocked by something. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.Of course she remembered.Even though the memory has been blurred, even if she has deliberately forgotten it, when this photo, this name, appears again in this way, the dusty past of youth, filled with guilt and unbearableness, still rushes back like a tide.

The senior sister in high school who always smiled gently, quietly brought her breakfast, and stayed with her silently when she was isolated… Su Mian.

That… Su Mian who was pushed out to endure all the wind and rain and finally fell into the abyss because of her cowardice, selfishness and betrayal.

“She’s my sister and I love her very much.”

Shen Shenlin’s face was as pale as paper, and her body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.She looked at Ye Chang, looking at the photo in Ye Chang’s hand that contained endless tenderness and endless pain. A terrifying and clear realization split through all her confusion and chaos like lightning——

Ye Chang’s feelings for Su Mian are definitely not ordinary sisters!

And I… my actions back then killed the person Ye Chang loved deeply!

“I…” Shen Shenlin’s voice was hoarse and broken, almost blown away by the wind, “I’m sorry…Senior Su Mian…I…”

“I’m sorry?” Ye Chang repeated softly, with a cold, smileless arc at the corner of his mouth, “Si Lin, how much is your ‘sorry’ worth? Can you buy my sister’s life back? Can you make her smile again? Can… let her know that there is a person in this world who loves her as much as he loves life, but he lost her forever without even having a chance to say it out loud?”

Every word was like a knife tempered with ice, cutting into Shen Shenlin’s nerves and heart.

“Do you think I destroyed your father’s company because of business competition?” Ye Chang took a step forward, her coat rustling in the wind, but her eyes were locked on Shen Shenlin, “No. That’s just the beginning. It just lets you taste the feeling of losing important things and being desperate.”

“I recruited you into Ye’s family, placed you next to you, gave you trust, and given you ‘warmth’…” Ye Chang’s voice became lower and lower, but became colder and colder, bone-piercing, “What do you think it is? Appreciation? Ambiguity? Or is it that I, Ye Chang, suddenly have a conscience and want to compensate my enemy?”

She took another step forward, only a short distance away from Shen Shenlin.Shen Shenlin could clearly see the surging dark wave in her eyes that was almost destroying everything.

“I am judging you, Shen Shenlin.” Ye Chang said every word with incomparable clarity, “Using the most intimate way to judge your deepest sins. I want you to rely on me, look up to me, and even… sadly fall in love with me. I want you to crush everything you own and your wavering, ridiculous heart with your own hands when you think you have it!”

“Xinghui’s failure, Ye’s bankruptcy…” Ye Chang’s eyes swept across the business empire that had just lost its owner. There was no nostalgia in his eyes, only a cold desolation. “That was the last ‘gift’ I gave you. It was also the grave I prepared for myself…”

Shen Shenlin’s whole body was as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave.She finally understood.

Everything is clear.

“Insomnia”…is Ye Chang.Or, it is an extension of Ye Chang’s will.

From beginning to end, she, Shen Si Lin, lived in the cage that Ye Chang carefully woven for her.Every approach, every “heartbeat”, every struggle and choice are all part of Ye Chang’s calculations.Even her last pitiful “conscience” and “risk reminder” were used by Ye Chang to become an excellent cover for completing the final destruction.

She is not a chess player, not even an important chess piece.

She was just… the chosen sacrifice in this grand festival called “Revenge” and “Self-Destruction”, sacrificed to past sins and hopeless love.

“Now,” Ye Chang looked at Shen Shen Lin’s completely collapsed, empty and desperate face, and finally there was a trace of faint, almost relieved exhaustion in his voice, “The trial is over, Shen Shen Lin.”

“Remember this face. Remember what you did, and remember… why you lost everything.”

The wind howled across the rooftop, picking up dust and fallen leaves.

Two women stood frozen on top of the ruins of a bankrupt empire.

“Sister, I’ll come find you, okay?”

This sentence was as light as a sigh, but so heavy that it seemed that all her life force had been exhausted.There was no inquiry, no hesitation, just a kind of settled, almost gentle determination.

Shen Shenlin’s pupils suddenly shrank, and the blood all over her body froze instantly.”No—!!!” she roared, rushing forward desperately.

But it’s too late.

After Ye Chang said those words, there was even a very faint arc, almost relief, on his face.Then, without any hesitation, she leaned back, like a kite with its string broken, or like a dead leaf that had finally broken free from all fetters, and fell lightly into the bright and cold nothingness behind her.

“Ye Chang——!!!”

Silin’s fingertips only had time to touch the fluttering corners of her clothes, and the cold fabric slipped from her fingers in an instant.She rushed to the edge of the fence like crazy, half of her body almost leaned out, and looked down with tearful eyes.

Beneath the tall buildings are dizzying heights and ant-like traffic lights.The falling figure quickly became smaller, blurred, and then…disappeared at the end of the line of sight, silently swallowed by the huge mouth of the city.

There was no loud noise as expected, only the wind howling miserably in my ears.

Shen Shenlin froze in place, maintaining the posture of looking down, her mind going blank.The extreme fear and huge impact caused her to lose all ability to react. Only her heart was beating wildly and futilely in her chest, causing waves of near-death pain.

In this deathly silent moment, as if time had frozen—

The scene in front of him suddenly distorted and changed.

The tall buildings, the night sky, the howling wind… all faded away like the tide.

Instead, countless broken images flashed uncontrollably before her eyes like a revolving lantern:

It’s the corridor of the high school campus, and the sun is glaring.She panicked and threw away Su Mian’s hand that was holding her tightly, and turned away under the astonished and contemptuous eyes of the classmates around her, leaving Su Mian standing alone, her face pale, her eyes changing from confusion to disbelief, and then to a dead despair… This was the source of the sin that she had been trying to forget, but was always engraved in her heart.

It was Ye Chang who raised his calm eyes during the interview and said to her, “I seem to remember that I bankrupted your company.” At that time, she thought it was a provocation and a humiliation, but now that she thought about it, there must be such a wave of hatred under that calm tone.

It was early morning in Madrid, and Ye Chang placed the pair of off-white slippers at her feet, and the steaming bowl of Chinese noodles.Those details with abnormal warmth that she deliberately ignored.

It was Ye Chang’s bottomless eyes when he took the “Thorn and Red Treasure” brooch at the auction and then gave it to her as a gift.

It was a bar box. When Ye Chang leaned over to kiss her, under his cold and focused eyes, there was a flash of emotions that she could not understand at the time – not lust, not teasing, but more like… some kind of desperate farewell, or gazing at another soul through her.

It was a late-night porridge shop. When Ye Chang said “feel the temperature,” the neon light and shadow flowing outside the window and her own defenses quietly loosened at that time.

Before the “Xinghui” report, Ye Chang accurately pointed out the doubts in the data, saying “Don’t let me down”…

It is the last cold warning of “Insomnia”: “Leave, otherwise you will face something more terrifying.”

It was the unreasonable and unreasonable panic she felt when Ye Chang was absent from the company today…

Su Mian…

That name she had forgotten in the shadow of youth, that girl she had betrayed and indirectly pushed into the abyss… was Ye Chang’s sister?Is it Ye Chang…the person he loves deeply?

So Ye Chang hired her, trained her, gave her those specious “warmths”, and watched her struggle, heartbeat, and pain… was it all a long and cruel revenge?Is it to make her fall in love with her enemy, and then use the most brutal way to make her experience loss and eternal guilt?

And now, Ye Chang ended everything in this way.

“Sister, I’ll come find you, okay?”

That sentence was like a final verdict, and also like a bolt of lightning that tore apart all the fog.

Shen Silin finally understood.

Understood everything.

I also understood what kind of heavy sins I had carried, and what a sad and stupid role I had played in this “intimate trial”.

She is not a judge or even a qualified defendant.

She was just a knife polished by hatred and used ruthlessly. In the end, she watched the knife owner use it to kill herself and cut off all possible redemption for her.

“Ah——!!!”

An extremely suppressed wail, as if squeezed from the depths of her soul, finally broke through Shen Shenlin’s throat.Her legs weakened, she slid to the ground along the cold fence, and collapsed on the rooftop, her body shaking violently uncontrollably.

Tears came pouring out, a mixture of overwhelming fear, overwhelming regret, and pangs of self-loathing that overwhelmed all her senses.

Downstairs, the sound of sirens and the screams of the crowd could be heard vaguely.

But all this has become distant and blurry to Shen Silin.

In her world, only Ye Chang’s calm eyes before falling, his light words “Sister, I’m coming to find you”, and the bloody past that she had deliberately buried were flashed back before her eyes.

The trial is over.

In the most brutal way.

And the sentence, for her, may have just begun – a life sentence called “the rest of her life will be tortured by endless regret, the torture of the truth and the eternal void of loss.”

On the rooftop, the sound of wind was still there.

Only this time, there was no such calm, controlling figure.

There was only a place of cold despair, and a completely defeated Shen Shenlin whose soul was being broken.