“No, Shi Zhang! I’m not going to leave without my things!” you pleaded, trying to break free from his iron grip.

“What things? Your things? You’re not going to take anything from this mansion,” he growled, his hands tightening around your waist.

“Let go of me! Let go of me!” You struggled, kicking your legs in a desperate attempt to escape.

Shi Zhang’s eyes were cold as steel. “You’re not going to leave with anything.”

“Let go of me, Shi Zhang, let go!” Your voice cracked with a mix of fear and fury.

“You have the gall to take everything I’ve given you just to enjoy it with that asshole of your ex?!” His grip finally loosened.

In the midst of your anger, tears streamed down your face. “I don’t need anything of yours, nothing. I came with nothing, and I’ll leave with nothing because I can get everything I want on my own. I only hope that you’ll allow me to get my documents. It’s the only thing I want. Will you come with me to make sure I don’t take anything you’ve bought for me?” You said, your voice trembling as you ascended the stairs, leaving him at the bottom.

“That won’t be necessary,” Shi Zhang said quietly. He watched as you went to the bedroom, his mind replaying all the moments of joy and sadness you had shared together.

Inside the bedroom, the sight of the bed where you had once slept with Shi Zhang brought a fresh wave of pain. There, amidst the shadows of lost dreams, was the massive teddy bear he had given you and the smaller one from your ex. You took the smaller bear, your hands trembling as you tore a small hole in it. You carefully stuffed the bear with jewelry before mending it, your heart heavy with sorrow.

When you emerged, clutching only your documents and the patched-up bear, you found Shi Zhang sitting quietly on the stairs, his face a mask of conflicted emotions. You approached him, the silence between you both as heavy as the weight of your shared past.