Her thoughts were blank; her eyes stared ahead, seemingly comprehending everything in her life. The years ahead appeared devoid of memories worth reminiscing about, and those worth remembering would be buried after this day.
A black dot in the distance gradually approached her. Jing Xin stared at the approaching person. He walked towards her step by step, his tall figure silhouetted against the backlight. Jing Xin looked at him, choking up, unable to speak.
His shirt buttons were undone, one side hanging out of his trousers, his tie hanging loosely. Stubble covered his face, and his eyes were bloodshot. He stood before Jing Xin, a flash of heartache in his gaze as he looked at her steadily.
Jing Xin’s guilt and heartache surged as she remembered the first time she saw him at the High family home, bound to the bed, looking ashen, with a strange medicinal smell filling the room.
Everything seemed to have happened just yesterday, yet three years had swiftly passed.
She knew he had been searching the entire city for her all night.
Jing Xin raised her hand to touch his face, feeling the uneven texture beneath her fingers. Scars were still clearly visible, but what did that matter? Appearance would fade with time, but a sincere heart remains unchanged, just as she loved him.
Over the years, she remembered his kindness to her. At this moment, she decided she would never let him work so hard. If the business world was a battlefield, she would fight side by side with him.
She silently vowed, “Gao Jixuan, from today onwards, I will love you wholeheartedly. Even if I cannot love you like I loved Jiang Xiangyang, I will still give my all.”
“Jixuan, let’s get married,” she said sincerely.
His pupils dilated as her figure became clear to him. His cold face gradually softened, and joy surged across his features. He lifted her and spun her around, her white dress blooming like a lily.
Golden sunlight sparkled on the vast sea as Gao Jixuan held Jing Xin tightly, embracing her as the world’s most rare treasure.
Gao Jixuan’s soft lips pressed against Jing Xin’s ear, his voice hoarse and low, “Jing Xin, I love you! No matter whether you can love me, I will never let go. Let me take care of you, for eternity.”
