Perhaps it was the warm, intoxicating night, perhaps it was the soft moonlight, this smile that made her incredibly beautiful. He suddenly couldn’t suppress the strong impulse to rush over and hold her tightly, hold her tightly, just like when they reunited years ago...
He took a step, silently, but then stopped.
"Xixi..."
The voice was in his heart.
At that moment, he had already captured her most beautiful moment.
In the future, no matter how far he traveled, this moment would forever be a mental pillar of support.
He sat beside her for a long time.
However, he didn’t feel sleepy; he just gazed at her.
The moonlight set in the west, the beauty was like jade, so wonderful.
He finally couldn’t resist, lowered his head, and lightly lingered on her lips... Really, just like a dragonfly skimming the water... engraving a lifetime memory.
"No, I don’t want to leave..."
"I don’t want to leave at all..."
Even though the wounds had healed without concern, even though there was no reason to drag her with him, he still didn’t want to leave. Inside, a voice was painfully screaming: "Why do I have to leave? Isn’t this moment what I’ve always longed for?? Wasn’t it over a decade ago that I yearned to marry this woman, have children, and live a perfect life? But why today, must I give up everything within reach?"
However, that tearing pain need not be voiced.
Adults all understand the final choice.
She didn’t know, in fact, he had never truly been safe — precisely because the threat didn’t come from Zhou Ting, it appeared more terrifying, more unsettling. So, he must leave here, leave her.
It’s time to find a new place.
After all, the enemies were only targeting him alone.
In this way, she and his elderly father would be safe enough.
He thought, in this vast world, could there really be no place for him?
Only, why, when my wounds have healed, strength restored, and courage enhanced, does my heart bleed more profusely???
"Xixi... Xixi... come with me, after all, you are all alone in this world..."
He knew it was a foolish thing to say.
Only a fool would speak foolish words.
He fell silent, then withdrew the hand that was reaching out to gently stroke her hair.
...
Finally, the dawn broke through the darkest moment before morning.
Yan Xixi opened her eyes.
The sunshine was so bright, birds began to sing, blue skies and white clouds, it was another new day.
She slept very well and peacefully last night, sprang up, stretched lazily, went to the bathroom for a quick rinse, and was ready to embrace a new day.
Xiaojue’s wounds had almost healed, he was eating without much restriction now, she thought, what should we eat today? Stew a chicken? Serve it cold or braised?
She walked, chirping away as usual: "Xiaojue, what do you want for breakfast today? How about we keep it simple, just have some meat sauce noodles, and save the big feast for lunch? I’m planning to make cold chicken..."
The door was open, and when she walked in, she was stunned.
The room was empty, the bed neatly arranged.
Her heart trembled, she ran out: "Xiaojue... Xiaojue..."
Her legs went weak, she stopped.
In the garage, there was only one car — there were always two ordinary cars here. But Huang Xiaojue’s car had already left. Only hers lay there all alone.
Huang Xiaojue had left.
Perhaps, he left before dawn.
This time, he truly left.
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