Since he left, his words and actions became increasingly clear. Every day, she waited, hoping to reunite with him, to be close, to walk through life together.
She had waited so long, anxiously and sweetly anticipating, but what had she waited for?
Hopes turned empty, everything was empty. These messages rang in her ears, true and false, but if only this one were true, the rest would be meaningless.
Yu Rong watched her cry heart-wrenchingly, the world spinning, but bit her lip without making a sound, unable to offer any comfort, only tightly holding her hand. She should not seek death, she should not.
Min Laoye saw she could not hear anything, just lying on the bed silently weeping. He secretly clenched his fist and instructed his wife and daughter standing behind him: “Wife, take care of her. I’ll go inquire about Engong’s news. We must not let anything happen to her.”
“Understood, my lord,” Lady Min looked at this girl, with such a tragic fate, having suffered more hardships in her early life than most would in a lifetime. She truly felt heartbroken. Her real mother had harmed her, and she was astonished that such a heartless mother could exist in this world.
Gu Qingtong cried silently for an unknown length of time, finally crying herself unconscious.
In her dream, Jiang Shangheng was still vivid. From their first meeting to falling in love, every detail was so clear.
She had always been someone who cherished life, careful in this world, afraid of making mistakes. Only with him did she feel a different kind of ease and intimacy.
Like her, he was a blank slate in matters of emotion. So neither knew how to express love. Jiang Shangheng especially did not know how to express his feelings. At first, he would always pester her, only able to speak through the marriage contract. Only when pushed to his limits did he finally reveal his true thoughts.
He would secretly read books to understand a woman’s perspective, learning how to interact with women, just to make her happy.
He was just a marquis’s heir, not even favored by his stepmother. His childhood sufferings were no less than hers. The mistreatment he had endured, if not for Lady Lin, Gu Qingtong would never have known.
