Chapter 1288 I don’t know what to do

He looked into her eyes, trying to find some answers from them. However, there was no pity or anger in her eyes, only a deep disappointment.

"Are you really going to run away?" Her voice sounded again, soft but with a strong force.

Li Xiangqian closed his eyes and tightened the shopping bag in his hand again, as if grasping the last glimmer of hope for struggle. However, he knew that he had no choice. Facing Jia Zhang's gaze, he felt that he had no way to escape.

"I... I don't know what to do." Li Xiangqian finally spoke, his voice a little low, with a hint of powerlessness that could not be concealed.

Jia Zhang stood there, her eyes still calm, but revealing a hint of determination: "Then you plan to never know?"

Li Xiangqian's heart seemed to be hit hard. He suddenly realized that he had never really asked himself what he wanted. Whether it was to escape from the past or to face the truth, he had never really made a choice and had always lived in the framework set by others. And now, it was finally time for him to make a decision.

He raised his head slightly, stared into Jia Zhang's eyes, and suddenly felt as if he finally understood something.

However, he still couldn't take that step and face the truths that he had never dared to touch.

There was silence in the air for a moment. Jia Zhang looked at Li Xiangqian and sighed softly, with a trace of fatigue in her eyes. She said nothing more, as if she had understood that no matter how much she forced him, he would not change immediately.

Li Xiangqian looked at her, feeling an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Li Xiangqian stood there, the air around him seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Every breath seemed to swallow him into the endless darkness. Jia Zhang's eyes were always behind him, like an invisible yoke, making him feel that he had no freedom. He lowered his head and clenched the shopping bag with his fingers, trying to calm his inner fluctuations. However, the uneasiness was like a quagmire, pulling him deeper and deeper.

He tried to concentrate, not to think about Jia Zhang's gaze, not to recall the conversations that made him feel suffocated and the various entanglements in the past. But the faint fear deep in his heart still lingered. He had realized that he was always avoiding something, avoiding the truth that he didn't want to face, avoiding his true feelings for Jia Zhang.

At this moment, a faint sight seemed to come from behind. Li Xiangqian's mind suddenly moved, and he instinctively turned around and found that Jia Zhang was quietly standing behind a tree in the distance, lowering her head and looking at him secretly. There was a trace of subtle cunning in her eyes, like a cheetah quietly approaching its prey, but afraid of being noticed.

Li Xiangqian suddenly had doubts in his heart. He did not turn around completely, but stood there, silent, observing Jia Zhang's movements. He knew that Jia Zhang was never someone who would give up easily. Her persistence and patience made Li Xiangqian feel invisible pressure, and her silent peeking at this moment seemed to hint at something.

He felt a little uneasy and curious. Why did Jia Zhang do this? She had clearly stood face to face with him and expressed her thoughts, so why did she hide and observe him secretly?

After a while, Jia Zhang disappeared into the shadow behind the tree. Li Xiangqian suddenly felt an inexplicable irritation, and he could almost hear the sound of his own heartbeat. Every time Jia Zhang approached him in that almost silent way, it was like an invisible battle, which was unbearable. He didn't know if he could continue to endure it? Every second made him feel a deep pain and fatigue.

"What exactly does she want to do?" Li Xiangqian couldn't help but whisper to himself, his eyes fixed on the empty streets in the distance, trying to find some reasons to calm himself down.

His eyes were still fixed on the spot, and he accidentally swept across a street corner. The shadow there gradually lengthened, as if silently announcing an uneasy existence. He suddenly felt another gaze approaching from behind, and that invisible pressure, like a string, kept vibrating in his heart.

"What does she want?" Li Xiangqian couldn't help but mutter to himself again, frowning.

At this moment, he felt footsteps approaching. The footsteps were not hurried, but rather had an unusually gentle, almost invisible rhythm. This pace was so familiar that Li Xiangqian knew who it was without even turning his head. His heartbeat accelerated instantly, and the power from Jia Zhang kept tugging at the tension and anxiety deep in his heart.

She walked so lightly and silently, like a wolf lurking in the dark, moving easily through the corners of the city. Li Xiangqian could even feel the sharpness of her eyes, like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into his fragile heart.

When Jia Zhang suddenly appeared in front of him, Li Xiangqian was stunned, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. However, Jia Zhang did not speak directly, but remained silent, as if waiting for his reaction intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Xiangqian stared at her blankly, not knowing what to say. She just stood in front of him, lowering her head slightly, with a thoughtful expression on her face. Her eyes were deep and calm, as if she had already seen through all of Li Xiangqian's thoughts and struggles.

"You... why are you hiding?" Li Xiangqian finally broke the silence, his voice carrying a hint of suppressed anger. He stared at her intently, and suddenly a feeling of dissatisfaction welled up in his heart. "If you have something to say, why don't you just say it?"

Jia Zhang smiled slightly, with a faint smile on her lips. She did not answer immediately, but stared into Li Xiangqian's eyes, as if waiting for his reaction. Her eyes were calm, but the power of seeing through everything was still clearly visible.

"Do you think I'm avoiding you?" She spoke slowly, her voice low and powerful, as if carrying some kind of calmness and tenacity emerging from her heart. "Li Xiangqian, only you know best what you are afraid of."

Li Xiangqian felt an inexplicable oppression, as if every word she said had taken deep root in his heart. He suddenly realized that Jia Zhang was not just standing in front of him, she was more like standing deep in his heart, accurately grasping every bit of his vulnerability and anxiety.

"I... I'm not scared." Li Xiangqian's tone became a little low. He no longer dared to look her in the eye and lowered his head, as if avoiding something. "I just don't know how to face it."