Chapter Eleven: Striving for Happiness

  Lan Ruo stood still, silently watching his gradually disappearing back. Why do you have to treat me like this? I don't believe you're that kind of person. Do you think you can just abandon me like this? I know you have your reasons, but that's no excuse for pushing me away.

  She stood quietly there, as if for a century.

  The evening breeze blew up her hair like clouds, and the strands of hair swept across her beautiful and elegant face, shrouded in the glory of the sunset, she was like an angel.

  "Hey!" He Tian Tian came up behind her and gently patted Blue Ruo Yu who was standing by the tree in a daze.

  Lan Ruoxi came back to her senses, turned her head and saw He Tiantian with a sweet smile, and raised a bitter smile. "Tiantian, why are you alone today?"

  Her face flushed, she lowered her head and her bright eyes sparkled with shyness. "Something's up at his place, so he left first."

  "Oh, Sweetie, I want to ask you, has something happened to your brother recently?" She slightly furrowed her eyebrows and asked seriously.

  Tiantian blinked her eyes, propped up her chin and thought for a moment, shaking her head: "No way, he's still going to work normally. He doesn't seem unhappy either, what's wrong? Did he have a fight with my brother?"

  "It's nothing, just asking, let's go." He pulled her hand and walked forward.

  "Where? Where are you going?" He Tiantian looked at her in confusion.

  "Of course I'll go to your home!" Lan Ruo Xue said matter-of-factly. She had to find him and ask clearly what happened. She knew he must have encountered something. No matter what happened, she would fight for her happiness; she wasn't a traditional, conservative lady in waiting. She was a modern woman who dared to love and hate.

  "Ah?" He Xiangxiang's mouth was agape in surprise, then she thought of something and revealed a sly smile as she leaned in close. "Missing my brother? Hehe..."

  "Let's go!" Lan Ruo Xue gave her a sideways glance and strode forward.

  "Hey, wait for me!" He Tian Tian caught up and grasped her hand.

  He walked slowly towards the room like a zombie, covering his chest with his hand. It was empty there, yes, he had no heart left.

  Sitting on the edge of the bed with a vacant stare, silently dazed.

  The door was quietly opened and then gently closed. Lan Ruoxue's heart ached as she looked at him, who was completely unaware of anything, his originally radiant self now so haggard. If he really didn't love her, why would he be like this?

  "Night!" He walked up to him, calling out softly.

  He Yan Ye raised his head, his eyes filled with incredulity. He rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if she was still there, or just an illusion. He stretched out his hand, then hesitated and pulled it back. His eyes remained fixed on her, asking cautiously: "Ruo Xue, are you real?"

  "Night!" Lan Ruoxue stretched out her hands and gently stroked his face.

  He Yanye's face turned cold and she pushed away her hand. "What's wrong with you, woman? Why are you clinging to me? Didn't I make it clear to you?"

  "You really don't want me anymore? Look at me with your eyes and say it." Took a step forward, gazing at him, tightly grasping his arm.

  "Why are you so cruel? He Yanye closed her eyes tightly, then opened them to look at him. "Yes! I don't want you anymore, are you satisfied now? You can leave." She pulled away her hand and turned around, tears streaming down his face from the corners of his eyes."

  Looking at his slightly trembling body, Lan Ruo Xue gently wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and leaned her head against his sturdy back.

  He stiffened his body and didn't dare move at all. Behind him came her crisp voice, "You said you were my person, I will take responsibility for you."

  His whole body was filled with excitement and happiness, but he immediately fell into the cold whirlpool. "I don't want you to be responsible, go!"

  She knew this man must have some unspeakable difficulties, but he wanted to be a strong and stubborn person.

  She released the ring on his waist and came to him, looking at him in front of her, wiping away tears from her face in a fluster, but forcing herself to say cruel words. "What are you looking at? Don't you...” Before she could finish, her soft lips suddenly covered his mouth.

  A refreshing and elegant fragrance wafted across her body, the tender touch of her lips was felt on his, her clumsy movements lacked any skill, but had an unshakeable determination and passion, even extending a soft tongue to rub back and forth on his tightly closed mouth, trying to pry open his teeth...

  He Yan's body stiffened instantly, as if petrified.

  Ignoring his reaction, she persisted in kissing him. Although her face was red as if it were about to bleed, although her heart was racing wildly, and although she knew she was doing the craziest and boldest thing she had ever done, she didn't want to let go of him, didn't want to release this warm embrace before her eyes. She fell in love with this man who had hurt her so badly, and she wouldn't easily let go of him.