Avoid the Protagonist-Chapter 234: Xin Siyue, are you sure you’re living in reality?” (3)

Chapter 234: “Xin Siyue, are you sure you’re living in reality?” (3)

Chen Junxing turned his gaze outside the window and continued, “Xin Siyue, are you sure you’re living in reality?”

“What…do you mean?”

“That book. I have it.”

“What?!” Xin Siyue immediately jumped in her seat and looked at him in disbelief.

“I thought about it, and I guess Aunt Huang must have put the book in my room while cleaning up since she figured my granny was too old for reading, and that it must have been mine. I didn’t pay any attention to it when I came back since I was in a hurry to pack my luggage. So, I brought it back to J City along with the rest of my books.”

Xin Siyue’s hand that was clenched on her seatbelt was trembling. “Why…Why are you telling me this today?”

“I didn’t realize until I came back after everything with your mother was settled.”

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“Chen Junxing! I want to see that book!”

Chen Junxing looked at her with a heavy look. After taking her inside, he brought her to the study and pointed to the book Xin Siyue had dreamt so long to find, saying calmly, “It’s on the table. Help yourself. I’ll go down to get a glass of water.”

“Thanks.” Xin Siyue’s complexion changed slightly, her eyes locked onto the table. With every step she took towards the table, she felt her heartbeat growing quicker.

After Chen Junxing went out of the study and was about to shut the door behind him, he looked still at that tall and slender body for a moment before finally shutting the door.

He made a bet. If fate willed them to meet, and she agreed to come back with him, he would tell her the truth.

So, when he bumped into her at the restaurant, his first reaction was surprise.

And after that, there was endless worry.

He asked her to drive him home. She agreed.

So, he lost.

he was reluctant to say anything on the way back, even if the chance for them to spend time together was hard to come by.

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But as soon as he thought about the distance that would inevitably be wedged between them after she finished that book, he couldn’t let go.

But then, he told himself again that he never had her to begin with.

All their closeness, their ability to talk about anything with each other, they were all just illusions in the end.

How could her feelings for Chen Sinan compare to his own?

Chen Junxing who was thinking all this to himself and suddenly paused on the steps. He said to himself, “You deserve this, Chen Junxing!”

Naturally, Xin Siyue was unaware of the complex activity going on inside his mind.

She sat down and flipped open the book, page after page as the familiar memories immediately began flooding back.

At around 200,000 words, the book wasn’t too long, but she read it very seriously for three hours. The strange thing is, Chen Junxing never came up to disturb her after heading downstairs.

She held her breath every time she flipped the pages.

The first part of the developments in the book was the same. They mainly wrote about Sheng Wenyang and Chen Sinan’s meeting, and their heartfelt affections.

But after Xin Siyue was accidentally pushed down the stairs by Shi Shi and hit her head, the plot began to change. The core of the female supporting character, Xin Siyue, changed. She began to change…Everything felt like déjà vu. Everything was just as she experienced it.

She and Chen Sinan, and all the hiding and the stumbling they encountered along the way.

He had given her so much.

He loved her so much that he could give his life for her.

He was devoted to her from start to end, until his death.

But now, he was in that world alone, watching over their child by himself, waiting bitterly for the day where she could wake up.

“Xin Siyue was deep asleep while her child bawled. None of Chen Sinan’s sweet words he gave her when he waited by her beside each day could wake her. But no matter how often people try to persuade him, he never stopped believing that she would one day wake up. The sun rose, and set, year after year…”