Decided to give up on you! Worry-free

  "I was just making a wild guess, don't mind me." He smiled again, with a very sincere smile.

  Ling Yuqian couldn't help but smile, and then she saw him suddenly stunned, unaware of her pretty face heating up, with a faint blush rising, making her look even more embarrassed and uneasy.

  As a result, he once again enlivened the atmosphere with his low and clear voice, which rose and fell in a rhythmic cadence, speaking eloquently and engaging in lofty discussions.

  Ling Yuqian mostly remained silent, occasionally chiming in, but her mind was a stormy sea. Had he always been so talkative? He looked exactly like He Wei, but she couldn't associate the two of them together - He Wei was a cold and powerful person who spoke little, and since they met again, she probably hadn't exchanged more than fifty sentences with him, even on official business, he was frugal with his words, let alone private matters.

  About twenty minutes' drive passed like this. He Xi got off first and opened the car door for Ling Yuqian, ready to help her out.

  Looking at the helping hand he stretched out, Ling Yuqian only nodded silently, got off the car by herself and stood up straight, slightly tilted her face upwards, and thanked him sincerely.

  He Xuan felt a pang of loss in his heart, but he didn't dwell on it and continued to ask with concern, "Are you sure you can walk back by yourself? Are you sure you don't need my help?"

  "It doesn't hurt that much anymore, thank you!" Ling Yu said, looking at him, waiting for him to leave first. However, he seemed to have no intention of leaving, so she bid him goodnight and turned around, limping as she walked towards the residential area. She never looked back, but she knew there were a pair of eyes watching her from behind, filled with concern and kindness.

  Back home, it was already past 1 o'clock in the morning. Her mother was still engrossed in her handicraft work. Noticing something amiss, she hastily went forward to support her and asked, "Qian Qian, what's wrong with your foot?"

  Ling Yuqian held her mother's hand and said, "I accidentally twisted it a bit while working, it's nothing serious, Mom, don't worry."

  Ling's mother felt slightly relieved, and after she sat down, she brought over some medicinal wine. "Remember to apply it after you've finished your bath."

  "Uh-huh!" Ling Yuqian glanced at the work on the table, her eyes fixed on her mother's face, and said in a low, hesitant tone, "Mom, can you talk with me for a bit?"

  Ling's mother was taken aback for a moment, then sat down beside her and took her icy hand. "What do you want to talk to my mom about?"

  Facing her mother's kind and gentle face, Ling Yuqian hesitated again and again, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, is a person's fate determined from the moment they are born, and can it never be changed?"

  Her mother was stunned again, and after a few seconds, she replied in a tone that revealed a hint of sadness, "Mom has always thought that people can be superstitious, but they must believe in fate. Many things are really predetermined, no matter how hard you try or struggle, you can't change them. People often say that fate is in their own hands, but how many people can really change it?"

  It was already destined in the dark, no matter how hard you try or struggle, it can't be changed... Ling Yu's face gradually turned gloomy, and she kept muttering this sentence to herself.

  "Xuan Xuan, mom knows that you've never forgotten Tianyou all these years, but it's been three years and there's no news from him. If possible, mom hopes you won't hold on anymore. Mom can't feel your pain and infatuation like you do, nor can she understand how deep and devoted your love for Tianyou is. But mom knows that some things are destined, and since you two have a connection but are not meant to be together, why not learn to let go? That way, you won't live in such misery."

  Ling Yuqian raised her head, and in her clear eyes, a misty haze appeared.

  Ling's mother grasped her hand more tightly, patting and stroking the back of her pale hand.

  After a while, Ling Yuqian asked again, "Mom, you said last time that I shouldn't rush to find a job, is it really okay?"

  "Do you want to quit your current job?"

  Ling Yuqian's eyelids drooped, and she lied, "This job may be what many people dream of, but it's also hard to live up to. I don't have a high education background, and my experience is shallow. I feel a lot of pressure and always worry that I won't do well."

  Her mother's eyes were dimly lit, with complex thoughts, finally, she calmly agreed and supported, "Hmm, then find a new job that's a bit more relaxing, take it slow, after all, you're still young. Actually, what mom hopes for the most is not how brilliant you are in your career, but whether you're happy or not. As for the financial aspect, don't worry about it, we've been through tougher days before, and now it's not a problem!"

  Heartwarming words that understood her, made Ling Yuqin excited and moved, the painful heart seemed to hurt less, she directly threw herself into her mother's arms, "Mom, thank you!"

  Her mother hugged her, hands full of wrinkles and calluses now gently patted her back, emotions surging, but never asking out the confusion in her heart.

  After a while, Ling Yuqian came out of her mother's arms, her pale face breaking into a smile. "Mom, sorry, I've kept you up late, go to sleep."

  Ling's mother also smiled, shook her head, stood up with her, and then entered their respective rooms.

  Ling Yuqian didn't go take a shower immediately, but instead opened her computer, and the small speaker played Xu Ruyun's "Monodrama":

  Who directed this play?

  In this lonely role

  Dialogue is always monologue

  The opponent is all memories

  Can't see what the ending is

  From start to finish, it's all you

  It makes me too deeply invested

  The story is destined to be a tragedy

  Why give me beauty

  Parting and Reunion

  A night without stars

  I attract you with tears

  Since loving you can't be expressed in words

  Can only smile and cry

  Let me forget you from now on

  A night without stars

  I'll leave the past to you

  If everything is just an act

  Enjoy the show!

  Heartbreak is just mine alone...

  Ethereal and haunting singing, mournful and lingering melody, desolate and desperate lyrics, like weeping and complaining, stirred up a certain string deep in Ling Yuqian's heart. She sat in front of the computer desk, tears streaming down her face, trembling as she took off the necklace from around her neck.

  This necklace is actually quite simple in design, the entire chain being made up of two deep blue cords and one deep blue ribbon intertwined together. What's unique about it is the pendant - a delicate and elegant jasmine flower with white petals, each petal tip painted with a small dot of deep blue, creating a striking contrast and complement to the white color.

  This was the first gift he gave her, and it also served as a token of their love. He said diamonds represent eternity, but unfortunately, he didn't have enough money at that time, so he could only give her this necklace for now, and promised to exchange it for a diamond necklace when he had enough money in the future.

  Actually, whether it's a diamond or not doesn't matter; whatever he gives her, in her eyes, it symbolizes eternal love.

  Many, many gifts, all given by him, were not worth much money, but she treasured each one like a precious jewel, for each one embodied his love for her and held a beautiful memory that left her deeply nostalgic and enchanted.

  Now, as things have changed and it's time to wake up from dreams, those memories will forever become a thing of the past.

  What the mother said was right, some things are destined to happen. Three years ago, she couldn't be with him; three years later, he's no longer "Tianyou", and they're like strangers to each other.

  Heaven bless you, I love you, forever and always!

  Tears of sorrow moistened her face, also wetting her clothes. Her heart was like a knife cut, putting each gift she had just taken out back into the box. She knew that this time's collection might represent eternal burial.

  One-man show, will eventually disperse. A one-man show with only one person is bleak and difficult to perform. Without a kindred spirit as an opponent, it relies solely on foolishly waiting for memories. How can it be wonderfully continued until the curtain falls?

  She opened a Word document and with still trembling fingers typed out three big words: Resignation Letter.

  At the same time, at half past three in the morning, a tall and handsome figure emerged from the second villa of He's mansion, his face filled with urgency and anticipation. Ignoring the puzzled gaze of the gatekeeper, he rushed out of the iron gate, dashed across the road, and ran into the pavilion on the other side.

  The surrounding area was empty, and his confident and flying sword eyebrows unconsciously frowned. The deep and mysterious black eyes flashed with regret and disappointment. He took out his phone and dialed the number that he had already called several times before. However, the response he got was still "the number you dialed is currently unavailable".

  He left the pavilion and ran forward along the road, his heavy and urgent footsteps echoing loudly in the quiet night. His sharp eyes darted back and forth as he walked all the way to the front intersection.

  Under the street lamp, the empty and desolate road had no one in sight. His cold, thin lips curled into a self-mocking smile, his melancholy heart sinking to its lowest point. In the end, he wandered back home with a sense of loss...