Looking at the other things again, Tang Yanqi reached out and put them all away. In counting, apart from Zhou Chengze, whom she had t more often, she wasn’t really familiar with Mu Yunfan and Xu Muyun. They gave her gifts only for Sheng Jianan’s sake.
Tang Yanqi also knew that for them, these things were no big deal, but she couldn’t accept them; she had no right to accept them.
Silently putting those things away, she suddenly noticed a small white box. After thinking for a mont, Tang Yanqi rembered that it seed to be a gift from Mr. and Mrs. Sheng.
Last night, Sheng Jianan ntioned it, but at the ti, she was overwheld by those increasingly expensive gifts, so she hadn’t paid much attention.
Thinking of Mrs. Sheng, Tang Yanqi’s face paled a bit. She reached out and opened the box, revealing a high-end mirrorless cara.
In the lower right corner of the cara, there was also a small box containing a mory card.
Feeling a strong urge, Tang Yanqi looked up for a mont, pursed her lips, and walked into the bathroom with the box.
The mory card was inserted into the cara, and the device was turned on...
Tang Yanqi’s complexion gradually turned pale until she beca a statue. The temperature in the villa was just right, not too cold or warm but very comfortable.
But she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
"Jianan won’t be with a murderer’s daughter."
Mrs. Sheng’s words echoed in her ears again. Tang Yanqi’s gaze was empty as she tremblingly packed the cara back and gripped the mory card tightly in her palm.
Outside, waves crashed against the rocks, and the morning breeze gently caressed the sea, feeling quite nice.
Tang Yanqi slowly walked on the beach washed by the waves, heading to where she and Sheng Jianan had watched the fireworks side by side yesterday.
Tang Yanqi tried to lift her head, quietly gazing at the sky. Yesterday, here, he was like a prince from a fairy tale. Yesterday, here, she almost asked if he liked her a little bit. Yesterday, here, he had told her the most beautiful ’Happy Birthday’ in the world.
Everything still floated before her eyes. The lightness and softness of walking on clouds lingered in her heart just monts ago, but now everything returned to where it was.
No matter how light and soft the clouds are, they are still ten thousand ters high. One wrong step and you fall.
No matter how brilliant and grand the fireworks are, they are just a fleeting splendor. Once they’re gone, they leave no trace.
Tang Yanqi looked at the sky, at the sun, until her eyes began to ache and tears threatened to fall. She hurriedly lowered her head.
She was grateful that the last firework yesterday stopped her from actually asking the question.
Whether Sheng Jianan liked her or not, was the answer really that important?
Not at all!
Never having sothing ans there’s nothing to lose. This might be very painful, but it’s far better than having it and then losing it.
The brilliant Sheng Jianan shouldn’t have any stains, and even if there were, she didn’t want that stain to be her, Tang Yanqi.
This is how she loves soone and the only thing she can do for him.
She reached for her neck, clutching the cold diamond tightly. Tang Yanqi extended her hand to take it off but could not bear to do so after several attempts.
This was his first birthday gift to her. Could she be a little selfish and keep it, even if just as a token?
Her fingers touched the clasp of the necklace, and after a brief yet enduring hesitation, Tang Yanqi still lowered her arm. She couldn’t bear it; she was greedy.
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