Song Xueqin’s heart suddenly clenched, wanting to hide to the side, but at that mont, the man suddenly grasped her hand, together they opened the iron door in front of them—
In an instant, it was as if all the mories were unlocked.
—— "Yan Jing, look how lovely these students are! We must take good care of these little flowers."
—— "Yan Jing, I’m going with you for the school’s volunteer teaching program this ti. I’ve decided and you can’t object."
—— "Yan Jing, I like you, just like I like the mountains, the water, the... air."
—— "Yan Jing, these are just small waves in the process, our goal is the stars and the sea, you’ll keep walking with , right?"
...
Song Xueqin had always been sure that the love between Qiao Yanjing and herself would not be defeated by anything, but reality made her five internal organs feel like they were burning; their love was as fragile as a glass.
Just like the school before her, long gone to ruin, without a trace of vitality.
At that thought, she suddenly shook off his hand and stepped away from him, asking emotionlessly, "What are you doing here?"
Qiao Yanjing looked thoroughly exhausted, just a few days and his temples had grayed. He looked at the woman with a hint of pity, "I... didn’t know where to go, so I just ca to the old school, where we have shared mories."
He hadn’t expected her to co too; it felt like fate.
Eventually, they returned to the place where they first t, just that everything had changed, they were not the sa as before.
"mories?" Song Xueqin’s face was pale, but there was an undeniable radiance about her, as if she stood atop miles of mountains and rivers, "Hearing those two words from your mouth, it feels like a disgrace."
Qiao Yanjing looked at the woman, apart from seeming frail, she hadn’t changed much, still... dazzlingly radiant.
In truth, what made her remarkable was never her striking face, but her overwhelming presence equivalent to that of a man’s.
It seed like everything was so insignificant in her eyes, thus acknowledging that he was special in her view back then, he couldn’t control his restless heart—
"Xue Qin, do you hate ?" Qiao Yanjing asked softly.
Song Xueqin replied with a hint of ridicule, "Isn’t it obvious? I hate your stupidity, ignorance, being manipulated while still believing you stand on a moral high ground to condemn !"
"Qiao Yanjing! I truly don’t know what I loved about you before. Perhaps... I was too young then, thinking an intense romance was everything, now looking back it’s truly laughable!"
The man couldn’t suppress himself, grabbing her wrist, eting her gaze, "Did you really fall for Huo Chen?"
"Ha!" Song Xueqin laughed indifferently, "Chairman Qiao, that seems to have nothing to do with you at all. You now have a wife, a daughter, a ho; our relationship ended long ago, who I fall for is none of your business!"
Qiao Yanjing’s grip tightened, pulling her closer, "It’s this expression—"
His hands cupped her cheeks, eyes filled with inexplicable obsession and excitent, "It was precisely this expression that made uncontrollably captivated by you. Back then, all the won around were gentle and kind, only you, only you stood defiant without placing in your eyes."
"I thought then... this woman, this woman, even if I’m against the world, I must have her!"
Song Xueqin smiled alluringly, "Ha! I didn’t know that Chairman Qiao’s feelings for were rely a desire to conquer."
"No, it’s not like that. Perhaps it was at the start, but afterwards—"
"Ah—"
Suddenly, a group of people rushed out, and Qiao Yanjing’s hands were restrained behind him, like a criminal.
Song Xueqin was terrified, this is—
"Sister, long ti no see!"
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