“Ye Feng, I love you,” Ya Ye softly uttered this name, carrying his boundless love. “I’ve already decided not to sing anymore. Meaningless songs cannot bring you happiness. I will wait in some corner of the world for the day we might reunite. On that day, I will still tell you, I love you!”
“Stop it, Ya Ye!” She rushed forward and turned off the TV. “Why do I have to hear this from the eternal servant?”
A trace of pain flashed across the servant’s face. “I just wanted to bet on whether you love me even a little. Turns out, I don’t even have a 1% chance of winning.”
Feng looked at the servant, unsure how to respond.
“Ya Ye has given up everything for you. Except for you, he has nothing. Ye Feng, go find him. As long as both of you feel happy, that’s all that matters.” He opened the door, “You will definitely be happy with Ya Ye!”
“Thank you, servant.” She quickly kissed him and ran out.
The concert ended. Everyone got into the special vehicles from the safe passage, leaving the auditorium. Who knew that the fans, journalists, and guards, accustomed to the chaotic noise, still noticed them.
“Explain, Ya Ye!”
“Ya Ye, go chase her!”
“Ya Ye, you’ve disappointed me!”
Zhong Ze Qianlin was in the same car with him. “Ya Ye, stop her. No one will love her as much as you do.”
At the end of the road, a wedding car was parked, and a woman in a wedding dress stood there.
“Stop the car!” Ya Ye’s cold expression changed instantly as he opened the car door. Zhong Ze Qianlin peeked out — Ye Feng!
Cameras started working non-stop, the fans’ screams getting louder and louder. Ya Ye rushed to Feng, “You, aren’t you supposed to be getting married?”
Her heart beat faster. “I’m standing here, there’s no wedding!” She threw herself into his arms. “I love you! You mischievous partner, you’ve made all my pain meaningless! But I can’t deceive myself anymore, I love you!”
“Ye Feng!” He cried. “I’ve finally found you!”
Tian Zhong Wenshan handed over the divorce agreement to Meijiang. He gave up all his assets and even the custody of his daughter.
“You won’t let her live with us, which is fairer to you.” To protect the pure love between him and Bing Shi, Wenshan made the greatest sacrifice.
“We’ll meet at the law firm.” Meijiang was speechless.
The couple walked out of the restaurant and stood on the street. The streets of Beijing were bustling with hurried footsteps. They looked at each other.
“Do you think it’s worth it?” Meijiang asked reluctantly.
Tian Zhong Wenshan smiled slightly, his face still as handsome and captivating as before, the same smile that had first won her heart.
“You once asked me for my reason. There’s only one, I love him!”
That reason was enough. Meijiang lowered her head in resignation, “I wish you happiness.”
“One more request, could you and Ling Zi not hate me, please?” He wasn’t sure if she would agree.
She laughed, “My beloved Tian Zhong Wenshan is the man who studied hard to get into the same medical school as me. The Tian Zhong Wenshan who gave up his studies to play music with Bing Shi Qingjing does not belong to me! As for Lingzi, I think I can tell her that everyone should bravely love the person they truly want to love!”
Tian Zhong Wenshan watched her silhouette disappear into the crowd. I still love you, but the one I truly want to protect is Bing Shi Qingjing. I don’t want to deceive you; I want to face my feelings honestly, without hesitation anymore.
Feng Jianya and Ye Feng decided to leave Dongjing. At the New Dongjing International Airport, Zhu Neizheng, Lingmu Chun, Tian Zhong Wenshan, and Bing Shi Qingjing were there to see them off.
“Meeting you and playing music together has made me very happy. In the cold desert of Dongjing, having friends like you is truly fortunate,” said Ya, hugging each member of the group.
“Let’s all live well, and when we meet again one day, we’ll see who’s living more vibrantly.” Wenshan extended his hand, and the hands of the four men clasped together.
“Qianlin?” Ya looked around.
“Sorry, I’m late,” Zhong Qianlin appeared, carrying a suitcase.
“Qianlin, are you leaving too?” Lingmu Chun was somewhat surprised. She had just been discussing something quietly with Feng, when her usual professionalism seemed to falter due to the flurry of events.
“I’m waiting for the next flight to Los Angeles. Ya, Feng, smooth travels,” said Qianlin.
Feng leaned against Ya, a blissful smile on her face, no longer startled or hesitant.
The time to board arrived. It was time to say goodbye; there’s no banquet in the world that doesn’t end. As long as people live long enough, they will meet again one day.
The silver airplane ascended into the blue sky. Feng moved closer to Ya.
“What’s wrong? Are you still uneasy?”
“I was thinking, we’ll be happy,” she grabbed his long hair. “Let me style your hair again, Ye Wufeng.”
“As long as you like it, you can change both my hairstyle and my name,” he softly kissed her fingertips.
The meaning of reunion is to gain a life with the one you are destined to meet. No matter how painful the pursuit, we finally walked together, challenging the world with our happiness.
Is what the world doesn’t allow definitely wrong?
THE END
Three months later. Milan.
Ye Feng, now four months pregnant, could not keep the unexpected baby. After weeks of sorrow, she finally recovered. Now she and Ye Wufeng were busy with their Ye’s restaurant, full of life.
“Ye Feng, I bought another cookbook,” Ye Wufeng said excitedly, waving the book as he walked in. Feng had given him a ghostly servant’s hairstyle because he loved her with the dedication of a servant. People who look handsome have the advantage; any hairstyle looks good on them.
“Put it aside for now, I’m doing the accounts, shh.” Her mouth was blocked by his, and her fingers accidentally pressed the wrong key.
“It’s all your fault, distracting me from my work,” Feng pushed him away. “There are so many people outside.”
Outside the office was the bustling shop.
“They can’t see,” he kissed her again. “I’ll make up for it, let me help you with the accounts.”
End
Fengfeng stepped back and sat to one side, watching him enter data into the computer with seriousness, suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. “Wufeng, thank you for loving me so much!” She hugged him, “I’m so lucky!”
“I’m very lucky too.” He whispered softly in her ear. However, his tone changed abruptly, “This time, you’ve really made me lose all my previous efforts!”
“Keep working hard!” Fengfeng smiled mischievously.
He embraced her, kissing her deeply with a smile on his face.
Having you in my life is the greatest fortune of all!
Beijing. A meeting at Qianzhu Club.
“I’m Zhenxuan, please take care of me.”
The department head for personnel, sizing him up, noted his Western-style suit, his tie, and his neatly cut short hair, with a pair of flat glasses perched on his handsome nose. Could this man really be the drummer from the once-famous band Fengshen? The only thing that hadn’t changed much was his still handsome face and those distinctive blue-black eyes.
Sure, I’ll work harder! To be a good husband and a responsible father! Thinking of this, Zhenxuan couldn’t help but smile.
Qingjing Academy.
“From now on, being late is considered late,” announced Xiaoshan, the student council president.
“Fellow students, please show your student ID.” Xiaoshan lifted his head and took a deep breath, “Ah!”
“Sorry, I forgot my student ID. I’m Bingqing from Class 2B.” He was dressed entirely in black student attire, with only a buckle missing from his waist, looking as wild as he did in the band.
“Bingqing is here!” This news spread throughout the school, followed by another explosive piece of news from the music room.
“Tian Zhongwenshan…”
Who among the boys and girls didn’t know this man, who played music to a divine level?
