Wang Lina's mother mentioned the photos Wang Lina had posted on social media during their conversation, hinting at a close relationship between Wang Lina and a man.
Ma Zhiqiang knew that the man in the photo was not Wang Lina's friend but rather her lover, a handsome bartender and duke with a complicated background.
Despite Wang Lina's mother's attempts to justify her daughter's actions, Ma Zhiqiang had already made up his mind.
After seeing off Wang Lina's parents, he immediately informed his own parents to cancel the engagement with Wang Lina.
Upon learning about the cancellation, Wang Lina lost control of her emotions and confronted Ma Zhiqiang, demanding to know why he had unilaterally called off the wedding.
Ma Zhiqiang confessed the truth about the car accident, pointing out that she had orchestrated it and pretended to be blind as a form of revenge for his indifference towards her.
Wang Lina broke down upon hearing this, crying and begging for Ma Zhiqiang's forgiveness, promising to treat him wholeheartedly from then on.
However, Ma Zhiqiang found it impossible to forgive her for her vengeful actions. Faced with her pleas, he fell into silence.
Looking at the weeping Wang Lina before him, he felt no sympathy whatsoever.
He recalled the moments from their past that had once made his heart flutter; now they seemed nothing more than a meticulously crafted deception.
Wang Lina's tears no longer moved him; he stared at her expressionlessly.
"You regained your sight long ago, didn't you?"
Wang Lina nodded through her sobs, her tear-filled eyes fixed on him.
"You've been lying to me, pretending to be blind, even planning that car accident."
"All of this... was it all for revenge against my indifference?"
Wang Lina bit her lip and silently nodded.
"Do you have any idea how much I loved you? I would have given everything for you."
"And what about you? You treated me like a tool, using my guilt and gratitude to control me."
Wang Lina looked at him, her eyes filled with regret and pain.
"I'm not like that... I was wrong, I truly was wrong."
"I just wanted to tell you that I can't live without you."
"If you can forgive me this once, I am willing to spend my entire life making it up to you."
Ma Zhiqiang looked at her, his heart devoid of any emotion.
"Your entire life... I don't want it."
"My life... will only be given to someone who truly loves me."
"And you... do not deserve my forgiveness."
After saying these words, Ma Zhiqiang left the room without looking back.
Leaving Wang Lina alone in the empty room, she broke down in tears.
She knew everything was over.
Ma Zhiqiang had completely let go of his love for her, and she would forever lose him.
Three years later, Ma Zhiqiang returned to his country.
His mother held his hand and said softly, "Zhi Qiang, you should go see Lina. She’s sick; I heard she has depression."
"She... is living a very hard life now. At least go check on her."
Ma Zhiqiang looked at his mother's worried eyes, feeling a mix of emotions.
He had never imagined Wang Lina would end up like this.
"Mom, don't worry. I will think about it."
Ma Zhiqiang walked into the study, opened an old photo album, and gazed at the sweet moments he once shared with Wang Lina, feeling a surge of nostalgia.
Those beautiful memories were like fleeting clouds, ultimately unable to withstand the cruelty of reality.
He stood up, gently closed the album, and decided to visit Wang Lina at the hospital.
Despite still harboring resentment in his heart, he resolved to let go of the past and live for himself.
Ma Zhiqiang arrived at the mall, casually picked a bouquet of flowers, and then drove to the Third Hospital in the city.
In the hospital, Wang Lina was sitting on her bed, lost in thought.
Ma Zhiqiang approached quietly, not wanting to disturb her.
But Wang Lina suddenly turned her head and looked at him.
"Zhi Qiang... is that you?"
Her voice trembled with hope.
Ma Zhiqiang stepped in front of her and gently placed the bouquet down.
"It’s me."
A flicker of surprise crossed Wang Lina's eyes, quickly followed by sadness.
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