Chapter 1297: I Miss You
The lights weren’t switched on and it was completely dark, only some moonlight came in through the windows.
Feeling something warm on his face, Lu Yeming used his fingers to feel it. Tears burned his fingertips.
Mo’er.
He really missed Mo’er.
Mo’er made him cry.
But the corners of his lips kicked up as he smiled through the tears.
Jun Xiqing.
She made him smile.
In the late night, he felt lonely and couldn’t fall asleep. He already knew what his future was going to be like. If he married Dongfang Ruoli, though he would reign over the entire country and wield absolute power, he would lead a lonely life. His life would be mundane.
The last rosary pea. Whenever he recalled it, his heart would wrench in pain. He had to vomit out some blood to even breathe properly.
Gu Mohan still had something he could reminisce about. Gu Mohan had Niuniu. On the other, he had nothing.
Perhaps it was Fan Men’s words combined with the and the dream earlier. It made him suddenly have the urge to grasp someone’s hand. Jun Xiqing’s hand.
He would never forget about Mo’er. He knew that he would always be sorry towards Jun Xiqing, since he would never be able to give her a complete version of himself.
He knew all of this, he knew.
Despite everything, he just wanted to keep her by his side. He wanted to... give the rest of his time on earth to her... He wanted to open up his heart to her, try to let her in. He wanted to try... a brand new start and a brand new future with her...
Once this idea popped up in his mind, he couldn’t get rid of it.
Lu Yeming took his phone out, finding her contact and he sent her a text.
Just three simple words—-I miss you.
These three words were sufficient.
He missed her.
He could still remember the times they spent together at the small village after falling off the cliff. She would cover her face while complaining that he kept on bullying her.
This time, he wasn’t going to bully her.
He knew that she loved her country and her family. He wasn’t the number one in her heart. He would let her make the choice this time.
To come back.
Or not come back.
If she wasn’t going to come back, their relationship would really end. They would not have anything to do with each other in the future.
If she chose to come back... Perhaps... they would have a different future.
Lu Yeming’s face turned frosty and after a few seconds, he decided to make the call.
Dudu, he heard an automated message—-Sorry, the number you have dialed does not exist.
With raised brows, Lu Yeming turned behind to ask Fan Men, “What does it mean when they say the number I’ve dialed does not exist?”
“...”
Fan Men was stunned. Didn’t that mean the person had blocked him?
But who had the guts to block him?
“Master...”
“Say it.”
“It seems like... you’ve been blocked.”
After saying that, Fan Men carefully watched Lu Yeming’s expression.
Lu Yeming didn’t really have a reaction, not even raising a brow. He just pursed his lips, acting natural, but at the same time, it was someone self-deprecating.
So that was her answer.
When he was in the darkest moments in his life, she was the only stalk of light that he wanted to grab onto. He might not be able to fulfill all her expectations of love, but he would give her everything he had. The future was unpredictable, but it would be a fresh beginning for them both.
But now, he knew it.
She had made her decision.
He wasn’t in her plans at all.
It was over.
One text message ended all possibilities.
“Let’s go.” Lu Yeming turned around and left.
Fan Men instantly followed behind.
Lu Yeming suddenly spoke, “Make a public announcement. In two weeks, I will marry Dongfang Ruoli.
Fan Men was stunned.
...
Country Z.
At the President’s residence. Jun Xiqing held a meeting with the key political figures in the country. In order to maintain her image, she had to assert dominance and not behave like how she used to.
“Your Highness, I’ve brought a fashion designer over. You need a new wardrobe,” Pingping said. “You don’t need to feel sad at all, you can still put on beautiful dresses when we go out together to have fun.”
In her heart, Pingping felt a little bad for Jun Xiqing. She was only 20 years old, at the prime of her youth but after she took the position as president, she couldn’t dress up like a pretty girl anymore. She had to put on professional outfits.
When you gain some, you lose some. This position as female president was probably going to deprive Jun Xiqing of her freedom and the many beautiful moments she could have enjoyed, had she not taken this step.
Jun Xiqing was such an ethereal beauty, it was such a shame.