Shi Lingyan seed to have lost patience at this point, opening the door and entering.
Disappointnt was self-evident.
The solid golden nanmu door closed, barring her from the inside.
Shi i gazed at the door she had once handpicked, repressing the nonchalant smile that was spread across her face.
Was she... being driven away?
This was clearly her ho, her house!
On the property deed, both her na and Shi Lingyan’s were written, their nest.
Years ago, she had devoted more than a year’s effort to decorate this house, making it into her ideal ho.
And now, the other owner of the house had driven her away.
Shi i’s gaze lowered slightly, and she decisively turned around.
Indeed.
All of this had long since changed.
Yun Du watched Shi i’s deanor and, inexplicably, felt a twinge of heartache.
She seed quite upset.
The feeling was sudden; Yun Du had originally planned to make a few sarcastic remarks, but seeing her dejected appearance, he could no longer bring himself to speak.
Shi i stepped forward, and Yun Du quickly called out to her, "Wait, let take you back."
"Sure," Shi i replied without any politeness, getting straight into the car, "Take to Giant Bar. I’ll sing a few songs to calm my nerves and maybe find so cute young guys to keep company," she said, stretching lazily and yawning, "Being with Shi Lingyan, that old jerk, really wears on the aesthetics. You’re much better, so innocent and cute. How about a date tonight?"
Yun Du: "..."
Just a mont ago, he had thought she was quite pitiable. Now, Yun Du felt his sympathy had been wasted.
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Shi Lingyan walked into Shi Wuzhou’s ho.
The vast living room was so empty it left an emotional void.
Shi Lingyan passed through the foyer and stood at the doorway, taking in the interior.
Three sides of the living room were lined with large floor-to-ceiling windows.
To the left, beyond the window, was the swimming pool.
The swimming pool had a path that led directly to the master bedroom’s bath, allowing one to swim all the way from the living room to the bedroom.
She loved swimming, wearing a white gauze dress, she resembled a sprite gliding through the water.
She always liked to lay at the edge of the pool, radiantly smiling at him while crooking her finger, saying: "Co catch , and if you do, you can have your way with ."
Shi Lingyan couldn’t help but curve his lips into a smile, turning his head to look at another place.
In front of the right window was the balcony she had carefully designed.
The balcony was large, with a transparent glass ceiling and a profusion of wisteria covering the sunlight, beneath which was a small bar.
Directly in front, one could see Yan City’s famous tea mountain. She liked to sit on the barstool with her guitar, composing songs and playing strings, facing the sunshine.
Shi Lingyan seed to see her once again sitting there, bathed in the spring breeze with a gentle smile.
She liked to let her long curly hair drape lazily by her side, squinting in the sunlight, casually singing a couple of songs, then turning to look at him, smiling like the warm sun in winter, she would say: "Ah Ling, I’m hungry, make so noodles."
"Ah Ling, I’m thirsty, get so water."
"Ah Ling, I’m sleepy, carry to bed."
"Ah Ling, Ah Ling, Ah Ling..."
Atop the tea mountain, what was once vibrant greenery was now draped with a layer of gloom.
The setting sun’s afterglow scattered, and the birds flew sparsely by.
Day after day, year after year, this place remained the sa.
Shi Lingyan’s hand softly brushed over the railing she had once touched, tilting his head back, the excessively bright and dazzling sunset pained his eyes, the unbearable heat causing them to moisten.
Today’s weather was really nice.
She would have loved it.
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