C14

All the disguises he had put up for so many years had completely collapsed at this moment, leaving only that face which he had not seen for seven years. Even after seven years of polishing, he was still recognized by the crowd.

Chi Yinan opened the car door and saw that Su Wenjin was still standing there. She locked eyes with the man and smiled. The next second, she pulled Su Wenjin's hand.

She slowly regained her senses, cleared her mind, and found that her fingers were actually trembling. She thought that she had already buried her body well these past seven years, and even the scar on her heart had also healed, until she saw his figure in the crowd, only then did she realize that it was only an illusion, that the wound on her chest was already rotten, that the only thing she could do was to gouge out a piece of flesh and blood.

Chi Yinan saw Su Wenjin's pale face in the passenger seat through the rearview mirror. He stepped on the throttle and sped up, braking at the entrance of the mansion. She, who was immersed in her own thoughts, suddenly leaned forward.

"Get out." His voice was low, and she knew she had annoyed him. Without a word, she opened the door and got out of the car. The moment she got out, the good car flew away and disappeared into the night.

Don't tell her that he was jealous. She wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. How could the arrogant young master of the Chi family waste his energy on a woman, even if it was his wife?

In this quiet night, she unexpectedly had the mood to shed tears. She changed into slippers and increased her pace, leaving her bag behind. She liked to lie in the bathtub and let the hot water surround her as it slowly enveloped her.

He dipped his body into the water.

Lin Jingsheng, a man who disappeared for seven years, actually came back. I still remember what he said before he left. When I rise again, I will take you back and become Lin Jingsheng's beautiful bride.

He gave her a beautiful dream from her girlhood, and when she woke up, there was endless pain, memories and pain that once wrapped like vines around her chest, making her breathless in her sleep, and he said, Warm, it's cold, don't drink cold water, and he said, Warm, today's fine, let's go for a walk by the sea, and he said, Warm, it's raining, stand there and wait for me, and he said, Warmth...

He had said so much, so much, that during the first time they had parted, his mind would echo with it, turn around, and there would be nothing, she had told him to wait for his return, but after the departure of the airport, there would be no phone call, not a word, from his initial panic to his subsequent numbness, it had been so long, so long, that he would not believe her, if he had only said this to comfort her, she had thought of him for four years, and the number she had dialed would always be a mechanical female voice, even after four years she had gone to America to look for him alone, but there was not a shadow, she had finally convinced herself.