He remembered Ning Yuan when he was with Ru Feng, whose smile was warm, eyes full of passion—completely different from the cold, indifferent Ning Yuan standing there now. He drank the remaining wine in his glass and gave a bitter smile. Whether fate or karma, no one can escape.
In the sunlight, the couple’s shadows were perfectly matched. Ru Feng stood on the street, quietly gazing. She traced Ning Yuan’s outline in mid-air with her hand, her face wearing a bittersweet smile. She had imagined countless wedding scenes with Brother Ning Yuan. Today, she saw the happiness from her dreams, only he stood beside someone else.
Brother Ning Yuan, are you smiling? Are you still radiant with joy? Tears flowed silently, and Ru Feng did not wipe them away. Today, she would let her tears fall completely.
Brother Ning Yuan, you once gave me beautiful days. Whether you truly loved me or not, for me, it was an extra blessing from heaven, allowing my life to taste the sweetness of love. Please be happy.
All the tears I could shed for you, I’ll use them today. This is the last time. Goodbye, my most beloved Brother Ning Yuan.
Ru Feng turned and walked away without hesitation. With her previous health, she never had the right to love. It was her selfishness and concealment that brought about this love affair. Fortunately, Ning Yuan did not genuinely love her; this outcome was the best.
A slight smile formed on her lips, though tears lingered in her eyes. You granted me a beautiful scene; I return to you a bright pearl, expressing all my passionate love.
Ru Feng walked until exhaustion took over and sat down in a secluded alley. She turned her head and called out, “Dad, you’re secretly laughing again, aren’t you?”
Situ Jin, who had been following her, stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulders. “I am laughing, but not secretly!” he replied, looking into her gentle gaze. He patted her head, “I’m very happy!” He had known she would come today and waited for her in a coffee shop across from the hotel.
