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“Zhi Qiang... you finally came to see me.”
“I’ve really struggled over the years...”
Wang Lina's voice gradually choked with emotion.
Ma Zhiqiang quietly looked at her, his heart showing no signs of turmoil.
“Lina, I understand your pain, but I have my own helplessness.”
“You planned that car accident, pretended to be blind; all of this was to take revenge for my indifference towards you.”
“You succeeded; you got your revenge on me.”
A flicker of panic crossed Wang Lina's eyes, but she quickly lowered her head.
“Zhi Qiang, I truly love you.”
“I did what I did because I loved you so much.”
Ma Zhiqiang looked at her, only bitter laughter filling his heart.
“Do you love me, or do you love the version of me that you can control?”
Wang Lina raised her head, her eyes filled with despair.
“Zhi Qiang, why don’t you believe me?”
“Why does no one believe me?”
Ma Zhiqiang gently patted her shoulder, his tone flat.
"Lina, we should all live for ourselves now."
With that, Ma Zhiqiang turned and left the hospital room.
Wang Lina sat alone on the hospital bed, dazed.
She knew everything was over.
Ma Zhiqiang had completely let go of his love for her, and she would forever lose him.
Stepping out of the hospital, Ma Zhiqiang took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun.
He decided to start his life anew, no longer bound by the shadows of the past.
He understood that the road ahead would be long.
Three days later, Ma Zhiqiang decided to study abroad, severing all ties with Wang Lina.
Before leaving, Wang Lina's father approached him, asking why he treated Wang Lina this way.
Ma Zhiqiang explained the truth of the situation to Wang Lina's father and asked if he would be willing to marry Wang Lina if he were in his shoes.
Upon learning the truth, Wang Lina's father chose to walk away, understanding Ma Zhiqiang's decision.
Three years later, Ma Zhiqiang returned home.
His mother informed him that Wang Lina's condition had worsened; she was suffering from depression.
Ma Zhiqiang's mother suggested that he visit Wang Lina, believing that some matters needed resolution while others should come to an end.
Determined, Ma Zhiqiang decided to go to the hospital to see Wang Lina, bringing along some nutritional supplements as a gift.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Wang Lina's father greeted him, and they discussed her condition.
Wang Lina's father informed Ma Zhiqiang that ever since she had been rejected, she had become withdrawn and silent. Eventually, she developed severe depression and schizophrenia.
Wang Lina's parents did their best to treat her, but her condition did not improve. There was even a time when she went missing, and when she was found in the hospital, her life was hanging by a thread.
In Wang Lina's hospital room, Ma Zhiqiang saw her emaciated figure and vacant eyes.
Wang Lina's mother was crying nearby, telling her that Ma Zhiqiang had come to visit.
Upon hearing his name, Wang Lina's expression shifted.
Ma Zhiqiang approached her, listening as she uttered words like "I was wrong, forgive me."
In the end, Ma Zhiqiang decided to forgive Wang Lina. He took her hand gently in his and spoke words of forgiveness.
When Wang Lina heard him say he forgave her, a smile appeared on her face, reminding Ma Zhiqiang of the girl who once stood in front of him.
"Brother Zhiqiang, I miss you so much," she suddenly grasped his hand tightly.
Her eyes were hollow and distant, as if she were seeing something beyond him.
“Brother Zhiqiang, I see you.”
Ma Zhiqiang grasped Wang Lina's hand from behind, trying to bring her back to her senses.
“Lina, what are you saying? It's me, Zhi Qiang.”
“Brother Zhiqiang, I was wrong, I was wrong.”
Wang Lina suddenly burst into tears, as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances.
Ma Zhiqiang's heart sank with each of her sobs.
He knew that everything had come to an end.
“Lina, I'm sorry.”
Ma Zhiqiang gently shook Wang Lina in his arms, as if comforting a child.
Wang Lina's mother stood by silently weeping, while her father watched from a distance, quietly observing it all.
The atmosphere in the room was heavy; everyone was paying the price for their choices.
Perhaps, this is fate.
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