Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 315: Tomorrow Will Be Better

Lin Zhiyi descended the stairs in a daze, and while sitting in the garden, she discovered that the once-depleted pond was now full again.

The grass around her had taken on a few more shades of green.

It seemed as though everything was brimming with vitality.

The only exception was her, like an outcast that didn’t belong, pale and trapped in the cold winter of rebirth.

She desperately wanted to vent, but she didn’t know whom to blame.

Even though she had been wronged and suffered, in the end, the whole world seemed to be filled with people who couldn’t help being good.

She alone seemed to be the sinner.

With a sense of self-abandonment, she curled her fingers tightly.

As if only pain could bring her some peace.

Suddenly, a tall shadow fell over her, and Lin Zhiyi’s hand was grasped by someone.

"Zhiyi."

Sang Li’s voice was slightly breathless, indicating his hurry.

Lin Zhiyi came back to her senses and pulled a smile, "What is it?"

Sang Li sat down, carefully uncurled her clenched fingers, and from his pocket, he took out a hot drink and stuffed it into her hands.

"Stop smiling, it really doesn’t look good this time."

"Sorry, I didn’t know it would turn out like this," Lin Zhiyi said, at a loss for words.

Sang Li didn’t ask further, he held up her hand and asked, "What did Doctor Li say?"

"It’s nothing."

Lin Zhiyi didn’t want to worry Sang Li, nor did she want to create conflict between the Sang Family and the Gong Family, so she bravely moved her hand as if to show she was fine.

Sang Li saw something amiss, stopped her restless hands, and said in a low voice, "You don’t need to force yourself."

His words were like the warm coals in the cold winter, even a small spark was enough to warm Lin Zhiyi’s heart.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to restrain her negative emotions, but the sense of grievance still overflowed from her eyes.

Sang Li rubbed the corner of her eye, then supported her head and pulled her into his embrace.

"It’s okay to cry, it’s nothing," he said softly, patting Lin Zhiyi’s back.

Unable to hold back any longer, Lin Zhiyi reached out her arms and embraced him, burying her face in his shoulder.

"I really didn’t mean to harm Xiao Ran..."

"I know."

"Is it that everything I do is wrong?"

"No."

"I’m sorry..."

"You did nothing wrong."

Sang Li’s voice was gentle, always responsive, but not offering too many words of comfort, just listening.

In his voice, Lin Zhiyi gradually calmed down, and her body slowly began to feel warm.

Sang Li, with one arm around her, leaned back in the chair and asked in a gentle tone, "Feeling better?"

"Yeah." Lin Zhiyi lowered her head, a bit embarrassed.

Sang Li pinched her shoulder and pointed upward, "Zhiyi, look up."

Following his cue, Lin Zhiyi looked up and squinted, "Look at what?"

"The sunlight, the weather is good today, it will be even better tomorrow; you can’t see that if you’re looking down," Sang Li said mildly.

"..."

Lin Zhiyi paused for a moment, then looking at the clear blue sky, she suddenly felt a sense of relief.

And she understood Sang Li’s intention.

However...

She turned to look at the man drawing closer to her and smiled faintly.

"You’re quite good at making a girl happy."

"I have to be, the competition is too fierce," Sang Li mocked himself.

Lin Zhiyi relaxed and leaned on his shoulder, "There’s no need."

"Is it settled?" Sang Li’s tone was casual, more like a casual chat.

"Yeah. He didn’t object, so he must have accepted it," Lin Zhiyi recalled Gong Chen’s expression, which always seemed elusive.

Sang Li hesitated for a moment, but seeing Lin Zhiyi’s earnest demeanor, he nodded, "Then that’s good."

After speaking, he tightened his embrace around Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t resist, and smiled at the man beside her.

The two of them sat in the early spring sunlight, and even the fingers that had been hurting didn’t hurt anymore.

It seemed everything was as Sang Li had said, tomorrow would be better.

Meanwhile, not far away, Gong Chen was searching briskly for Lin Zhiyi’s figure.

But the scene he finally saw was this.

His gaze dark and fixated on Lin Zhiyi’s face, sunlight falling upon her, but his eyes were cold and sparsely shattered.

He took two steps forward, then stopped with a clenched fist.

Chen Jin couldn’t bear it and said, "Third Young Master, weren’t you worried about Miss Lin’s hand? Why not go and ask?"

"No need."

Gong Chen’s face was cold and tired, and his voice dropped a few degrees colder.

Having said that, he turned and left, his retreating figure was isolated and chilly, starkly out of place with the pleasant weather.

...

Hospital room.

As soon as Gong Chen entered the door, Sang Ran on the bed revealed a smile.

She struggled to prop herself up: "Are you done talking with Doctor Li? I’ve been saying I’m fine, but you’re so worried."

Gong Chen didn’t say anything. He stood coldly at the foot of the bed, looking at Sang Ran.

Sang Ran’s gaze sharpened, and her hands subconsciously clenched the blanket tightly.

"What’s wrong? Are you worried that I’ll blame Zhiyi? Don’t worry, I won’t overthink it. Besides, she’s my brother’s girlfriend."

She immediately made her stance clear but was too hasty.

Not until she finished speaking did she realize she had said too much.

Biting her lip, she looked at Gong Chen, her pale lips turning an eerie red.

Gong Chen’s arms slightly spread as he leaned on the bed rail, looking at Sang Ran with eyes as cold as ice, as if seeing through everything.

"Xiao Ran, you shouldn’t have done this."

"What?" Sang Ran’s lips trembled slightly.

"The medicine."

"Sorry, I really didn’t know that my aunt would take my medicine away," Sang Ran said, her voice choking as she looked down.

"Do you really not know?"

Gong Chen gazed down at Sang Ran with a chilling coldness emanating from his entire being.

Sang Ran’s shoulders stiffened, and she did not answer for a long time.

Indifferently, Gong Chen said, "I specifically instructed the maids that you must check your medication every time you go out. Maybe Wen Qing could deceive you, but she couldn’t deceive the Gong Family’s maids unless you covered for her. You knew early on that Lin Zhiyi was with me, didn’t you?"

"I... I didn’t know." Sang Ran lowered her head even more.

"Let me put it more bluntly, you knew from the beginning what Wen Qing wanted to do, you were setting her up."

Gong Chen’s bluntness was like cruelly tearing away Sang Ran’s last shred of modesty.

Sang Ran’s body shrank, and when she looked up at him, her face was already covered in tears.

She shook her head with difficulty: "Do you have to think so badly of me? My aunt indeed came to me, saying there was another woman at your place. I was anxious to find you, and the maid’s checks were just brushed off. How could I have imagined my aunt would harm me too?"

In a panic, she got out of bed, wobbling to Gong Chen’s side, grasping his arm.

"Third Young Master, you know my health better than anyone. Do you think I would demean myself like this? Besides, I had specifically warned my aunt not to mess around."

"You believe me, I..."

Sang Ran grew more agitated as she spoke, eventually covering her chest, gasping for air.

Gong Chen frowned, but his eyes remained undisturbed, as if he already knew this conversation would lead nowhere.

He picked Sang Ran up and put her back on the bed, then called for Assistant Chen to summon Li Huan.

After the checkup, Li Huan followed Gong Chen out of the hospital room.

"She’s too dependent on you; her emotions nearly fluctuate with yours. You... take good care of her."

Li Huan pondered for a long time before speaking these words, feeling aggrieved even as he said them.

Sang Ran clung to Gong Chen as if he were a life-saving straw, yet it was not apparent that Gong Chen was also on the verge of drowning.

And since Gong Chen owed Sang Ran his life, he was obliged to live, to go on living with her.

Fate really knows how to play tricks on people.

...

Doctor’s office.

Lin Zhiyi and Sang Li were basking in the sun when they suddenly received a message that something had happened to Sang Ran, and they rushed upstairs immediately.

Considering that meeting might be awkward, Sang Li asked Lin Zhiyi to wait in Li Huan’s office for news.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhao was there too, drinking tea and feeding the fish.

"Assistant Zhou."

"Miss Lin."

Zhou Zhao greeted her cheerfully, pouring her a cup of tea, then turned to feed the fish again.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the fish and reminded, "Those are the birthday gift Assistant Chen gave to Doctor Li. He treasures them so, be careful not to overfeed and kill them."

"How fragile could they be?"

It did not take long for Zhou Zhao to notice something was wrong with the fish.

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t help but laugh and cry: "Maybe you should ask Assistant Chen where he bought them?"

"Okay."

He hurriedly took out his phone to message Chen Jin.

’The fish in Doctor Li’s office are pretty nice. Where did you buy them?’

’How many are dead?’

’Quit the nonsense.’

’Then that means they’re all dead.’

’...’