Xia Jianqing smiled, "Your world," these four words had completely ousted him from her world. From now on, they would live in two separate worlds without any intersection, he understood her aning.
In such a scene, a song suddenly flashed through her mind.
"Dream Killer"
The lyrics went like this:
Love, a word written far from illusion, tiring all beings with worldly transformations, leaving only love and hate gasping for survival.
Mournful sighs paid for the three thousand weak waters, outsiders see through with a cold stare.
We, the players, face each other with sorrowful eyes, parting with a shake of sleeves, and that parting becos for years.
...
Who wakes up late from a dream, all obsessions annihilated.
...
Deep love does not last, shallow fate tornts.
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Pushing open the door of the coffee shop, a wave of warm air hits her face.
Chenxing held up the parasol, step by step walking away from her youthful years, the corners of her eyes unknowingly moistened.
Capable of ruthless severance, yet unable to remain indifferent.
Turning around to part, is eternity.
Jianqing, you must be happy from now on!
The sudden ringtone of the phone interrupted her sorrow. Chenxing fetched her phone, answered the call, vigorously wiped the corner of her eyes, took a deep breath, and then relaxedly spoke, "Shaocheng."
"Where are you?"
"I’m outside, about to head ho."
"Where are you exactly right now?"
Chenxing nad the coffee shop behind her, a pause ca from the other end: "Who are you out having coffee with, to be in such a mood?"
That mont, she wanted to randomly ntion a na, but after thinking, she still told the truth: "It’s Jianqing, he ca to say goodbye to ."
"Look to the left." Just then, the man on the phone chuckled.
Chenxing slightly glanced to her left. That tall and handso man was standing ten ters away from her, backlit, his lips slightly curved, smiling so charmingly that, in an instant, she even felt her entire world dazzled.
She ran towards him in big strides and threw herself into his arms.
Yet her heart couldn’t help but tremble with relief, thankful that she hadn’t lied just now.
"Why are you here?"
The answer was self-evident, surely he had received so news. Gu Shaocheng smiled silently, wrapping his arms around her waist and tightening his grasp: "Ca to pick you up, what, can’t I co?"
"Didn’t an that." She sticks out her tongue: "There’s a shopping mall nearby, shall we go for a stroll?"
"Just finished chatting with an old fla, now you want to go shopping with you, aren’t you tired, little pregnant lady?" He took her umbrella, held it over her head, Gu Shaocheng’s words carried a hint of acidity, but his steps were already heading towards the mall.
Chenxing pursed her lips in thought, then looked up: "Shaocheng, there’s nothing between and Jianqing anymore, we just cleared things up, we won’t et again, don’t be angry."
"Where did you see getting angry?" He smiled faintly.
Chenxing disbelieving: "You’re not angry?"
"Am I?"
Chenxing lowered her head, muttering softly: "You used to get really angry."
Although quietly spoken, Gu Shaocheng with his keen ears still heard her; he responded not but just embraced the woman he loved and walked towards the mall. Getting angry because of insecurity, scared of her being taken away; not getting angry because he believes, she loves him!
In the coffee shop, Xia Jianqing watched from a distance as the couple under the umbrella, his eyes gently closed, so liquid still uncontrollably rolled down.
Chenxing, the woman I once loved, you must always be happy in your world, envying , you know?
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