Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 389: Don’t Tell Her, She Doesn’t Need to Know

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Chapter 389: Chapter 389: Don’t Tell Her, She Doesn’t Need to Know

Sang Ran clutched Gong Chen’s clothing, as if grabbing onto the last beam of life’s light.

Until he gradually leaned down towards her.

She held back tears, harboring a sliver of hope, knowing he wouldn’t leave her uncared for.

Yet in the next moment, her heart sank into an icy spring.

Gong Chen grasped her hand, slowly pulling it away, his voice laced with indifference: "I will accompany you through the final journey. That’s all. It’s what I owe you."

Sang Ran watched helplessly as her hand was pried away, tears flowing even more vigorously.

She couldn’t do it!

She really couldn’t do it!

Knowing she didn’t have long to live made her more determined to grasp what she wanted most.

Right now, the only thing she cared about was Gong Chen.

Selfish or obsessive, whatever it might be.

She just wanted Gong Chen by her side.

Sang Ran unwillingly grabbed Gong Chen again, revealing the real reason why he was willing to marry her.

"You do owe me, but why did you have that car accident? Why did you hide it from the Gong Family?"

"Because you didn’t dare tell the Gong Family you got into the accident trying to rush back to see Lin Zhiyi, and got hit by a drunk driver as you swerved too late!" fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Gong Chen looked sharply at Sang Ran, an icy coldness emanating from his dark eyes.

Sang Ran said pale-heartedly: "Do you want to know how I know all this?"

"When I saved you, you were in a daze, constantly calling her name."

"Actually, I didn’t catch on until we returned to the country and I saw Zhiyi, hearing you call out her name, then I understood."

"I thought Song Wanqiu was my substitute, the love you gave Song Wanqiu should have been mine."

"But in reality, whether it was Song Wanqiu or me, you’ve never loved either of us."

"Lin Zhiyi doesn’t know the reason behind your accident, right?"

"I really want to see her expression when she finds out it all started because of her."

Gong Chen’s deep captivating eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze icy and biting like cold steel.

His voice was cold and sharp: "Are you threatening me?"

Sang Ran’s face turned ghostly pale upon hearing that, yet no tears fell, she trembled as she said: "So even the Third Young Master can be threatened, all because of little Lin Zhiyi? No wonder the old man detests her, the heir groomed by the Gong Family can indeed be threatened over a mere feeling of love."

"Consider it a threat, then. If you don’t want her to know, I hope Third Young Master stays."

At this moment, Sang Ran’s heart was full of conflict.

She hoped Gong Chen would stay.

Yet also hoped he wouldn’t care about the threat and would just turn and leave.

At least it would mean Lin Zhiyi wasn’t all that important to him.

But after a few seconds of tightening, Gong Chen’s gaze slowly sank into silence.

As if a cold moon was momentarily hidden away, leaving no light behind.

He looked down on himself with sarcasm, slowly said in a hoarse tone: "Don’t tell her. She doesn’t need to know."

Sang Ran felt her heart clench, bitterly smiling: "Then I hope Third Young Master doesn’t think about finding Lin Zhiyi and informing her about my illness. I don’t want to spend my remaining days having my husband and some outside woman hoping for my early demise."

"Alright."

Having said that, Gong Chen lifted Sang Ran and walked toward the room.

Sang Ran leaned against his chest, yet felt no warmth, leaving only her silent tears.

She wrapped her arms around Gong Chen, silently chanting in her heart: Gong Chen, just stay with me.

...

Night fell.

Lin Zhiyi stood at the highway entrance with a luggage bag, waiting for a long-distance bus.

Airplanes and high-speed trains were definitely not an option, as they required identification.

The only choice she could think of was a bus, but renting a private car was too expensive, making long-distance buses more convenient.

This method was something Liu He had taught her.

Compared to buying a ticket at the bus station with identification, here you could board the bus without identification and even get a discount.

Many workers did this.

Though it wasn’t in line with regulations, some drivers, seeing the hardship of passengers waiting, would turn a blind eye if the bus wasn’t full.

One summer vacation, Liu He was dismissed for no reason, and Lin Zhiyi happened to fall seriously ill.

A lot of money was spent in and out.

Liu He cried half the night, then before dawn, took Lin Zhiyi to wait for a bus at the highway entrance.

She swore that no one would find them.

But after a week of fun outside, their whereabouts were exposed due to their accommodation.

Gong Shiyan was called to bring them back.

Thinking about it now, Lin Zhiyi wanted to laugh.

While reminiscing, a bus stopped, claiming to check before getting on the highway, but the surrounding people had already defaulted to putting their luggage on board.

Lin Zhiyi had no specific destination, as long as it could take her out of Jing City.

She adjusted her mask and got on the bus.

After paying, she randomly found an empty seat.

Unexpectedly, even late at night, the people on the bus were quite lively, upon closer listening, she realized it was a tour route, allowing for stops along the way, and most of the bus was filled with college students traveling on a budget.

At this time, a girl sitting next to Lin Zhiyi asked: "Where are you headed?"

Lin Zhiyi didn’t know how to answer, so she asked back: "Where are you going?"

"The second to last stop, Gang City. I heard the ocean in Gang City is especially beautiful in spring, and the weather’s nice too."

Gang City, huh.

What a coincidence, that’s the place Liu He took her to when they ran away from home.

She remembered the sea there was indeed beautiful, the people were simple and friendly, a good place to raise children.

She smiled at the girl: "Me too."

The girl immediately started chatting, pulling Lin Zhiyi and others into conversation.

Until Lin Zhiyi dozed off.

Upon waking, she found a coat from the girl beside her covering her.

"You’re awake? We’re almost there, would you like to get off early?"

"Yes. Thank you." Lin Zhiyi carefully folded the coat and returned it to the girl.

Since she got on halfway, she typically wouldn’t get off at the station, but nearby.

The girl was friendly: "You’re welcome. Hope we meet again."

Lin Zhiyi smiled knowingly.

As if once she distanced herself from the place that bound her, everything became beautiful.

She stretched her limbs, just as the driver announced that they could get off the highway.

After bidding farewell to the girl and others, Lin Zhiyi disembarked with her luggage.

She directly hailed a taxi.

The driver asked: "Where to?"

"Hai Yue Bay."

That was the first stop Liu He took her to, and they stayed at a particularly beautiful guesthouse.

Upon arriving at the guesthouse, she saw the transfer sign.

She was a bit stunned.

How could such a good place go out of business?

A passing kind-hearted person explained: "Another one died last month, of course he had to close down."

"A death? What happened?" Lin Zhiyi asked curiously.

"This guesthouse is closest to the sea, and it’s called Love Relieves Worries, attracting many heartbroken girls who, in a moment of distress, dash out to the beach, unstoppable. Two died last year, and another committed suicide last month, pregnant too. The family demanded compensation, claiming the owner didn’t properly look after the guests, he’s depressed now and has to transfer it. Nowadays, what’s with the young girls? I’ve rarely seen a boy with a broken heart jump into the sea."

Lin Zhiyi awkwardly smiled, she didn’t want to comment on the deceased.

After the person left, Lin Zhiyi turned towards the beach, watching a light slowly rise.

She wasn’t frightened by the earlier conversation, rather she felt much more at ease.

She dialed the transfer number.

"Boss, I’m interested in renting the place, can we discuss the price?"

"Sure, sure. I’ll even give you a discount."