I Conformed to His Expectations

He unceremoniously rolled up my sleeve, revealing an arm covered in bruises and scars. Chu Heng's hand trembled as he reached out to touch my wounds, but I quickly pulled away. Just the sight of him made me want to retch; if he touched me, I would be so nauseated that I'd want to cut off my entire arm. Chu Heng had been trying to find out what I had been through over the past three years. But I no longer had any desire to confide in him. Seeing him only brought back a gut-wrenching feeling that made my skin crawl, a sensation I could never adequately describe. "Aren't you worried about Qu Yan being concerned if you don't go back?"I asked, breaking the silence. The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Just then, his phone buzzed, and Qu Yan's name flashed on the screen. Chu Heng answered, "I'm out." He glanced at me and added, "Working late tonight, not coming home." He lied as easily as he breathed, clearly not for the first time. He ordered takeout, and a lot was left over. "If you can't finish it, then don't force yourself, " he said. I continued to mechanically stuff the food into my mouth. "I can't waste food, " I insisted, even as the food seemed to lodge in my throat. I slept poorly that night. The pain in my stomach kept me from resting peacefully, but I was so exhausted that I eventually drifted into a restless sleep. I awoke to the blinding white light of an unfamiliar ceiling, the sharp scent of disinfectant mingled with alcohol filling my nose. It took me a moment to realize I was in a hospital. Suddenly, I remembered it was my first day at work. I hurriedly got ready to head to the café. By the time Chu Heng arrived, I was already putting on my shoes. Seeing me ready to go, he frowned, "Where are you going?" "I'm going to work, " I replied. He looked at me disapprovingly. "You know you have a stomach condition, right? Stay home and rest today." "I'll pay you back for the medical bills, " I said. "When did I ever ask you to pay me back?" he retorted, realizing I was determined to go. Slightly exasperated, Chu Heng offered to drive me, and seeing the time, I didn't refuse. Before leaving, he hesitated, "Today is Qu Yan's birthday party." "I know, " I said. After all, isn't it expected for family to celebrate birthdays together? "I'll pick you up after work, " he said, leaving me with that promise. The café wasn't busy, so the day was quite relaxed. The owner didn't worry about business and was always cheerful. Noticing I often seemed preoccupied, he would try to cheer me up with jokes. After work, Chu Heng came to pick me up for Qu Yan's birthday party. Halfway there, I asked to stop. "I want to buy a gift." "Don't bother. I already got one for you, " he said, his tone full of disdain, implying that I know your capabilities and should just go along with his plan to avoid embarrassment. I took his advice. At the party, Qu Yan shone like a radiant princess, clinging to Chu Heng's arm and basking in everyone's well-wishes. When she saw me, she feigned a slightly fearful expression, successfully reminding everyone of the previous scandalous scene at a banquet. Then she pretended to be magnanimous, wrapping an arm around me affectionately. "Sister, you've missed my birthdays for three years." But it wasn't just your birthdays I missed. While you celebrated your birthdays surrounded by adoration like the moon among stars, did you ever wonder where I was? "I'm glad you're back this year; I can't wait to see your gift, " she said. I handed over the gift Chu Heng had prepared—a beautiful, luxurious necklace worth several years of my salary. Qu Yan forced a smile, "Sister might not know, but I already have one like this. Still, I'm very happy." The crowd whispered, suggesting that I didn't care for my sister and was being insincere. I felt a bit wronged, as I hadn't chosen the gift. Chu Heng's expression turned sour; he knew whether Qu Yan had that necklace or not. His voice was cold, "When did you get the same necklace?" If it had been my gift, Chu Heng would have just watched the drama unfold. But since it was his gift, his pride wouldn't allow anyone to trample on it. Qu Yan, sensing the warning in his voice, turned pale, "Oh, I must have been mistaken. It's not quite the same." The party continued. I planned to quietly slip away, but as I reached the restaurant entrance, I heard a heated argument. I saw a familiar figure. It was Shi Luo.