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"Okay."
Lu Qisheng agreed decisively, without a hint of reluctance. The glimmer in her eyes was quickly suppressed as she bit her lip.
She walked away.
In truth, Zhou Yiren didn't need to bring out those things; she would have left anyway.
When you truly love someone, you wish for their well-being and hope for their happiness.
Letting go is probably as difficult as this.
She kept walking, her back appearing remarkably carefree, but the slight tremble of her shoulders betrayed all her facades.
Her heart ached painfully, hot tears streamed down continuously. Lu Qisheng wiped them away forcefully, unwilling to appear so disheveled in her final moments. Yet her palms and the back of her hands were soaked with tears, and they wouldn't stop flowing.
She bit her lip hard until it bled, refusing to let herself cry out loud.
She was always the harshest on herself.
Qin Xinyi, Qin Xinyi, Qin Xinyi.
His name echoed repeatedly in her mind as she thought of his face and his voice, longing to see him one more time.
But she couldn't. She knew that if she saw him, she would never be able to leave.
The phone in her coat pocket rang incessantly, the faint light seeping through the gap stinging her eyes. She dared not look down, nor could she bear to see the name displayed on the screen.
Wiping her tears away, she resolutely reached into her pocket and pressed the power button long enough for the phone to finally quiet down. At that moment, Lu Qisheng covered her mouth and broke down in tears by the roadside.
In the darkest moments of the night, his companionship during her helplessness, the warm embrace he offered during her saddest times, and the hand that held hers tightly in the coldest winter will never be there again.
From now on, they will part ways and wish each other well.
May we never meet again and may we find peace year after year.
...
After finishing the call, Shu Ran glanced at the time; it was already 11:40 PM, almost midnight. Yet, there was still no call from a certain someone on her screen.
She had been waiting since ten o'clock, thinking that since she was coming home so late, he would surely call to check on her. However, it was quite the opposite; everything was calm.
Now that it was nearly midnight, only Aunt Chen had called to ask if she had returned home and if she needed supper prepared.
As it was late, Shu Ran naturally did not want to trouble the elderly Aunt Chen. She answered a few questions and urged her to rest early.
Aunt Chen assumed that Shu Ran had gone out with Qin Xian since they were both out so late, so she didn't think much of it and went to bed peacefully.
Just as she climbed the stairs, the front door creaked open. Aunt Chen turned around and saw Qin Xian returning, covered in blood.
And beside him, there was no one else.
Aunt Chen hurried down the stairs in a panic. Seeing the bloodstains all over his coat made her weak in the knees, fearing something terrible had happened to him.
Startled by his blood-stained appearance, she turned pale and trembled as she exclaimed, "Young Master, what happened to you?"
Qin Xian stood there unharmed, his expression calm and indifferent. He simply explained, "I'm fine; this isn't my blood."
Only then did Aunt Chen finally breathe a sigh of relief; it turned out to be a false alarm.
Qin Xian took off his bloodstained coat and casually set it aside. Hearing the emptiness of the house, devoid of any extra sounds, as if it lacked the usual warmth and liveliness, he suddenly asked, "Where is Madam?"
Aunt Chen also wondered, "Wasn't Madam out with you?"
Only then did Qin Xian realize that she wasn't asleep; she hadn't come home yet.
He immediately headed outside again. Aunt Chen saw him leave less than a minute after returning. The weather outside was cold, and he wasn't wearing a coat, just a thin sweater. She hurriedly ran back inside to grab a new coat but when she returned, Qin Xian had already driven away.
Aunt Chen sighed, her breath mingling with the falling snow, forming a white mist.
"Ah, these two children really don't make things easy."
After saying this, she took the clothes back inside, gently closed the door, and went upstairs to rest.
All the way, Qin Xian kept calling Shu Ran, but all he heard was a cold, formulaic female voice saying, "Sorry, the number you dialed has activated call reminder..."
Qin Xian was so anxious that he almost wanted to smash his phone. Where could she have gone at this late hour? She wasn't answering her calls.
Sliding his finger across the screen, he dialed another number. After one beep, it connected, and a cool voice responded, "Find out where Young Mistress went tonight."
"Understood!"
...
Meanwhile, Shu Ran had just finished a call when she noticed her phone battery was at only 1%. Before she could call Qin Xian back, the screen dimmed and the phone shut off automatically.
Shu Ran helplessly set her phone down and rubbed her dry eyes, staring blankly out the window.
Forget it; she was going home anyway.
She drove slowly northward, the night deepening, with light snow drifting down. The white petals fell against the car window, illuminated by the streetlights, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.
On this cold night, Shu Ran suddenly found herself enjoying the moment. She turned on the car's audio system; the midnight radio host spoke softly, narrating a romantic love story accompanied by gentle piano music that filled the entire cabin.
As Shu Ran listened, she focused intently on driving. The road was long and would pass by her home, so she deliberately slowed down.
Since moving into the Qin Family residence, Shu Ran had not returned home. From the car, she could see that most of the residential buildings in the community were dark, with only the streetlights casting a dim glow.
They must be asleep.
Suddenly, Shu Ran felt a pang of longing for Yuyu, wishing to pinch his cheeks and take him out to buy toys. She also missed her brother, who used to take her out for food and fun when they were younger, always protecting her. And she missed… her mother…
Perhaps it was the night that stirred so many thoughts within her. Shu Ran shook her head, trying hard not to sink into old memories.
She continued driving forward; many shops had already closed, leaving only a few late-night eateries and 24-hour convenience stores still open.
In her youth, she loved sneaking out with her brother to the convenience store in the middle of the night. Back then, they were still growing, and dinner at home was served early. By midnight, they would often be starving.
The bread and cakes bought by Shu Mother were unappealing to them; they found them cold and tasteless.
Late at night called for something warm to eat, so the two of them would secretly put on their pajamas and sneak downstairs, planning to buy Oden and hot milk tea from the convenience store just under two hundred meters outside their community.
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