C1 (1/2)

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, Yangcheng was cold and damp. The gray sky was low and heavy, and it was a dark place. The people's hearts were filled with a layer of sadness that could not be dispelled no matter how hard they looked at it.

Su Jingya stood on the crowded streets, looking at the large building opposite him like a puppet.

At the moment, the huge LED on the wall of the building was broadcasting a new piece of entertainment news: When the Red Tri-Aged female star Yu Manqing had just returned from a foreign tour, a historical war film, The Battle of the King, was going to be filmed at the end of June. Just as Yu Manqing got off the plane, she was surrounded by reporters. Underneath the screen, there was actually a row of big words: Famous movie and television show singer Yu Manqing's real boyfriend, was she a famous producer, Zhou Yi, or Huang'ling International Group's Young Master, Huangfu Yu? The answer was finally revealed today — the date of the marriage between the number one person in Yang City, Huangfu Yu, and the Heavenly Queen, Yu Manqing.

Su Jingya stood where she was without moving, his eyes tightly locked onto the man who was holding Yu Manqing in his arms while a group of black-clothed bodyguards escorted him into the sedan, but his clear eyes gradually suffused a thin layer of mist.

The cold wind blew wildly, blowing away the two strands of hair that had fallen on her ears. The drizzle fell onto her pale face, causing her to feel bone-piercing cold.

The baby that she had just bought from the supermarket fell heavily onto the ground with a ”Pa ~” sound. She hunched her shoulders and used one hand to protect her slightly protruding abdomen while the other hand forcefully pressed against her chest.

Cold tears couldn't help sliding down her pretty face. She looked around helplessly. Everything was so empty and desolate that everything in the world seemed to pale in an instant.

”Yu, have you really decided to marry her? ”Really?” Su Jingya mumbled to herself as tears streamed down her face.

Although she had expected such an outcome, since the moment he left her in the ice-cold, spacious villa, she had prepared herself mentally. However, when the cruel reality presented itself in front of her eyes, her heart still ached to the extreme.

He was clearly trying to warn himself: Don't cry, don't cry, it's no big deal. But she cried like a child.

Actually, from the moment she fell in love with Huangfu Yu, she knew that all she had left in her life was misery and desolation, yet she still charged towards him without any regrets, like a moth to the flame.

Three months ago, she suddenly received a message: Huangfu Yu needs a woman to bear children. Although she didn't know why he had suddenly made such a decision, she was still determined to give it her all.

She signed a contract and became his tool for producing children, but she never thought that …

Now, even if she had a child, she probably wouldn't be able to continue staying by his side.

Since that was the case, then …

Jingya raised her red and swollen eyes as she looked at the repeatedly played photos of the handsome men on the LED. She whispered in a hoarse voice:

”Yu, that time passed really slowly, so slowly that I could only love you for a lifetime.”

”Yu, do you remember that swing under the Banyan tree? Do you remember that little girl who liked to bother you with that swing?”

”Yu, I have something I want to tell you. In my deepest despair, I have encountered the most beautiful surprise. Since young, the person I loved the most was you.”

”Yu, if you really love her very much, then I'm willing to return to the darkness and hide in a corner that you can't see … secretly loving you. ”

”Yu, please allow me to say this one last time in my heart: Huan Huan, long time no see. I am Le Le … ”

Late at night.

Su Jingya didn't know how she got back, she only knew that she had lost him, and was like a zombie.

”Miss Su, you're finally back!” Just as she pushed open the iron gate, the Aunt Yun came up to her anxiously.

”What's wrong?” she asked listlessly.