These days, with you gone, several new model faces have appeared in the fashion world, but none are even a ten-thousandth as beautiful as you. Their appearance has made those who used to dislike you now miss you – people’s hearts are truly unpredictable.
I often drive near Xiao Tong’s school to pick her up after class, take her to KFC, just to probe for any news about you. But that heartless little thing! She completely doesn’t understand my feelings, doesn’t care at all about you who are far away. Every time, she just buries her head eating, or talks about which manga is good recently, unable to share half a valuable piece of information.
Okay, no news is good news, meaning you’re safe right now. Knowing this is enough for me.
Recently, I’ve separated from my brother and formed my own company. Tomorrow I’ll meet with our first client. If all goes well, I’ll report the results to you tomorrow night.
This was Jiale’s last letter to her. After this, there would be no more news of him.
When he first arrived in Paris, he would often wait for her on MSN for twelve hours, or send surprises through others, like a bouquet of fresh flowers after a fashion show, with a small gift hidden inside.
His letters would daily flood her email inbox, and due to frequent sending, they were almost blocked by the system as spam.
But suddenly, he disappeared completely.
She was still waiting for his report on the client meeting, but he ignored her. When she sent messages to check on him, there was no response.
Could it be… he had truly decided to give up on her and stop pursuing her?
This was her initial hope, but now that it had become reality, she only felt a sense of loss.
She really wanted to inquire about his situation but was too embarrassed to ask.
She had abandoned him. Would it be too late now to be reluctant?
She kept waiting until she couldn’t bear it anymore and returned to the country – this way she could be closer to him and hear some news.
“Xiao Ting, will you wear this tonight?” Mrs. Qiu held out a beautifully pressed dress, interrupting her daughter’s thoughts.
“Mom, you’re looking younger and younger lately.” Qiu Yuting smiled.
