The night slowly deepened, the sea water endlessly rising and falling, and the gentle sea breeze, accompanied by the sound of waves, created a relaxing atmosphere.
Xia Yan lay on the sofa, staring into the dark room, unsure if the man on the bed was asleep, and not daring to move or make any noise.
She often went on location shoots with him, usually staying in hotels, but this was the first ti they shared a room.
Except for that man, she had never been so close to any other man, let alone sharing a room with one.
Recalling the photo he tore up during the day, the face from her mories didn’t fade with the destruction of the photo. In the darkness, it seed she could still see that face telling her, "When our careers take off, we will get married."
Those beautiful vows from the past were now reduced to irony, and everything was lost forever.
She naively believed that love could be everything for a person, but in the end, she still succumbed to money, and everything was so fragile.
Gradually, she forgot how to laugh, forgot how to make friends with sincerity, and even forgot how to communicate with soone.
"Still awake?"
A man’s voice suddenly ca from the bed. Xia Yan tensed her body, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep, not answering him.
When you get used to being alone, you beco too lazy to deal with everything around you. Those things seed indifferent to her.
She didn’t even dare to touch things related to emotions. She was afraid that after giving her heart, she would face another betrayal.
Any excuse of helplessness was rely a justification for not loving firmly enough.
The room fell silent for a few seconds before the sound of rustling reached her ears, followed by faint footsteps slowly approaching her sofa...
Yang Hexuan looked down at the woman on the sofa. Hearing her turn over, he thought she hadn’t fallen asleep yet. Was the sofa too uncomfortable?
Sighing lightly, he bent down and picked her up along with the blanket, placing her on the bed.
Xia Yan’s heart pounded, but she kept her eyes closed and didn’t dare to make a sound.
Was he going to do sothing to her with his usually careless behavior, but in the end, he just laid her flat on the bed, tucked her in properly, and then there was another slight sound before the silence resud. It was a long ti before she opened her eyes slightly and turned her head to look at the man lying on the sofa.
At that mont, it felt like sothing was lting inside her, a feeling she hadn’t had in a long, long ti.
The sofa was spacious enough for her, but for a man over six feet like him, it was a bit cramped.
Sohow, Yang Hexuan seed to have a harsh mouth but a kind heart. He always appeared stern with her, but he would stand up for her when others bullied her.
Whether at work or in life, he constantly scolded her and often bullied her, but when others spoke ill of her, he would defend her.
His work criticisms were always correct, and his strict teachings allowed her to progress rapidly over the years, making her sowhat well-known in the photography circle.
She wondered if that man still paid attention to this circle, if he had heard about her, and if he, like her, still missed their past...
Maybe, he had long forgotten her humble self. Now, with his money and power, how could he rember their dreams from back then...
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