Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 761: V624: Love is life and death together. 2200. [26]
Who is directing this play?
In this lonely role;
The dialogues are always soliloquies, the counterpart is always memories.
No ending can be seen...
From beginning to end it’s all you;
Making me throw myself in too completely;
If the story is destined to be a tragedy, why give me beauty?
Performing the meeting and farewell...
...
On the way back, Liang Yichao drove while searching for the song "Monologue" by Xu Ruyun, enduring the tremors of heartache, he began listening to it over and over again. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
He knew he was being foolish in his state, knowing very well that he was sad, but still continuing to listen.
But sometimes people are just like that, the more aware they are of their pain, the more they go crazy tormenting themselves.
So, the tears welled up again and again, the heart trembled time after time.
Especially hearing that line: "In a night without stars, I use tears to attract you, since loving you can’t be spoken, I can only smile while crying
Let me forget you from now on. In a night without stars, I leave the past to you, if everything is just a play, you must watch it well, the heartbreak is mine alone..."
His tears surged even more.
When he parked the car outside the empty Rongcheng High School playground, he looked at the youthful children inside, paused for a moment, and dialed the number for the secretary the company had recently assigned him.
"Reschedule the flight ticket, I’m leaving tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" The secretary was too surprised to speak, "Isn’t it not yet New Year’s tomorrow?"
But unfortunately, for Liang Yichao, the air of Rong City smelled like an executioner’s torturous blade, New Year?
Afraid he couldn’t even get through this year.
With a cold laugh, he said, "Just change it when I tell you to, why so much nonsense?"
That cool and heavy tone, laced with an angry hoarseness, frightened the secretary into hurriedly arranging the rescheduling.
As for Liang Yichao, after hanging up the phone, he again looked at the campus, the academic buildings, the playground, the tree-lined path, all the scenery, reminiscing about his best student days with Yu Wei.
Those times after school, Yu Wei had to go home, he forcibly dragged Yu Wei to the back seat of his car, sat down, and then drove her home all the way, when they reached the gate of the Yu Family villa, he couldn’t help but press her against the wall and kiss her hard again and again.
Smiling bitterly, he turned, drove home.
Once home, he promptly took out a suitcase, without a word began packing his things to go to France, once, in Liang Yichao’s suitcase, no matter where he went, on the surface indifferent, or even resentful towards Yu Wei.
The suitcase always contained a birthday gift Yu Wei once gave him — a musical snow globe.
But at this moment...
He let out a heavy cold laugh, threw the snow globe to the side, didn’t care if it fell off the table and broke, just shut the suitcase, closed it, and pushed it to the door.
...
At this moment, in the coffee shop.
With Liang Yichao’s departure, Yu Wei’s heart was completely broken.
His sadness, his despair, his lack of confidence and fleeing.
If four years ago Liang Yichao was still that confident man who dared to challenge her: "Yu Wei, in this life you can only be my woman."
At this moment, he wouldn’t entangle with her anymore, no matter how hard it was, he would leave a way out for others, only willing to aggrieve himself, even misinterpret a careless word from her to ask: "How long do you want to hurt me?"
At this moment, Yu Wei really didn’t know if she was taking the right step or the wrong one.
Looking again at the card Liang Yichao stuffed into her palm, she had asked a friend at the bank to check, the astonishing numbers and sums...
That lack of confidence, yet still wanting to indulge and protect your son with love.
Yu Wei painfully covered her eyes.
Until half an hour later, Qiu Zhixuan arrived.
Sitting down, knowing everything about Yu Wei, Qiu Zhixuan had never wanted to interfere, as fellow women and best friends, she and Yu Wei both understood and respected each other’s choices.
But at this moment, seeing Yu Wei in such pain her tears were almost dry.
Qiu Zhixuan finally couldn’t help but ask: "Without finding a suitable kidney source, your life may really not last much longer, don’t you plan to spend some good time with him?"
To spend time? Does she dare?
Yu Wei looked at Qiu Zhixuan without speaking.
Qiu Zhixuan after shaking her head, slowly said bitterly: "Weiwei, this is not four years ago, if you worried that Yichao was too immature back then, that he would impulsively leave with you, you must trust that these four years of refinement have matured him a lot, just from his act of leaving a card for your son shows he has a sense of responsibility, and he knows what is right. He has endured the bitterness of you not loving him, what else can’t he endure? Besides, it has been four years, if he really could hate you enough to be with someone else, he would have done so long ago, yet he remains single, in even more pain than before, do you think he is the type who can let go?"
Yu Wei didn’t speak, Qiu Zhixuan held her hand, and said: "Weiwei, stop tormenting yourself, I know you and Liang Yichao have always had you being more mature than him, guiding him, taking care of him, your psychological ages more like siblings, so you have so much unease you can’t let go of. But since you spent four years forcing him to grow, he has become a man, why can’t you switch roles, try leaning on him once? Besides... even if you love Liang Yichao, you must understand one thing, in love, the thoughts of men and women are completely different, sometimes what we think is good, they might not see as such. Is Liang Yichao excellent? Yes, now he is excellent, worthy of finding a better woman, but is Liang Yichao still alive? Afraid his heart dead these years, no one can share his pain. Weiwei, you must know after I was with Cheng Jin, he taught me a phrase—"
"What?" Yu Wei asked.
"People fear death, but for some, what they fear more than death is living a life worse than death..."
In an instant, perhaps having personally witnessed those two years of Feng Chengjin’s pain for Qiu Zhixuan, Yu Wei’s eyes trembled with an unspeakable quiver.
Yu Wei had seen Feng Chengjin’s past depression with her own eyes, the completely changed nature, silent and not speaking for days, when going to the hospital to see Feng Chengjin, once by accident the IV dripped to his hand, the frightened nurse rushed over and said: "Mr. Feng, why didn’t you press the bell? A lot of air entering the blood vessels could be life-threatening!"
Feng Chengjin gazed quietly at the needle, softly said: "If I die, I die, it doesn’t matter, I didn’t hope for you to save me anyway."
It made Yu Wei, who had just arrived at the door, deeply touched for a long time.
Only at that time... she felt some things, some persistence, only a mature man with Feng Chengjin’s experiences could do, Feng Chengjin loved Qiu Zhixuan so much, and every step was real action. Yet Liang Yichao’s immaturity always had just words, no actions, perhaps only youthful passion.
But now...
Thinking of Liang Yichao’s words today, his attitude, clinging to the card in her palm almost squeezing it broken.
And his hopeless eyes, caring for nothing, yet tears welling up again and again.
So, would Liang Yichao, like Feng Chengjin, face that unreached depth of pain?
Yu Wei’s heart was full of ripples and sorrow.
Thinking further, Liang Yichao is now thirty-four, while she has only three months left...
After a long while, she nodded and said: "Okay!"
