Four years later-
Ran Ran, don't keep looking at him." Gong Cheyu wrapped his arm around Leng Yiran's waist domineeringly and looked at Dyson with hostility.
"Dig! I'm so handsome, who else is Ran Ran looking at besides me?”Dyson said without any modesty, not forgetting to use his fingers to tease his bangs.
Leng Yiran looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile. She was very satisfied with her current life. Although she still couldn't forget that person, Gong Cheyu's existence had already lessened her longing for that person. Her heart seemed to be slowly moving closer to Gong Cheyu. She understood his heart, but she couldn't accept any relationship without completely forgetting that person.
"You're so handsome." Gong Cheyu said rudely to Dyson. Then, he looked at Ran Ran gently." Ignore him. Let's go have lunch."”
"But, don't you still have work to do?”Leng Yiran asked with a quiet smile.
"Your stomach is not good, so you have to eat on time. I'm dealing with work after dinner." Gong Cheyu hugged Leng Yiran and said gently as he walked out of the office with her in his arms.
"Hey! Hey! Aiya. Gong Cheyu! Have you forgotten who helped you get to where you are today?”Dyson shouted at the two of them in exasperation, cursing Gong Cheyu for burning the bridge after crossing it.
After the door was closed, Dyson was left alone in the office. Smelling the lingering fragrance of the Chinese bellflower in the room, he recalled the past four years ago. How fast. Four years had passed without him realizing it. When he first met Gong Cheyu in Rome four years ago, he had repeatedly asked why the 'Palace' had been annexed, but Gong Cheyu had never given him an answer. It was not until he saw Leng Yiran that he realized that this woman was the root cause. At that time, she was very thin and weak, like a flower that was about to wither. It made people want to dote on her, but her cold and watery eyes revealed that she was unapproachable. That expression was familiar. He thought of Yin Mohan, the rumored Satan who had the same look as her. Those eyes were unforgettable. The first time he saw Yin Mohan, he was shocked by his cold arrogance. He felt that he was so small. At that time, he knew that Yin Mohan was a natural predator. He understood that Leng Yiran was his bodyguard. He also understood what happened after that. At first, he thought that this woman was so cold to everyone, but later he realized that every time she faced Gong Cheyu, she would smile warmly, as if Gong Cheyu was the only man she could rely on and trust in this world. After that, she slowly started to let go of herself and would occasionally smile at him. After four years of being together, she had already accepted him from the bottom of her heart. Not only in front of Gong Cheyu, but she would also show her childish side to him. However, she was still cold and unapproachable to outsiders. He understood that this was her self-protection. She believed that if she didn't expose herself, she wouldn't be hurt. For the past four years, Gong Cheyu had been working hard every day, but he could never forget to bring her out for dinner. Because of her weak stomach, she was not allowed to eat greasy food or half-cooked food. All western food was just a taste. For her sake, he hired a chef to cook Chinese food. Slowly, her body became plump, and she had the charm and gentleness that a woman should have. Her big eyes were sparkling like water, and the faint blush on her cheeks made her no longer look cold. This made him a little obsessed. If Gong Cheyu didn't love her, if she didn't have another man in her heart, if he didn't still miss that person in his heart, he would definitely chase after her. All these years, he and Gong Cheyu had never let their guard down. They didn't believe that a proud man like Yin Mohan would allow someone else to exchange his things. They knew that he would definitely take her away. They had been on high alert at every moment for the past four years, afraid that this scary man would disturb their peaceful life.‘L.Y.R. was now on the right track and had become a big company second only to Dark Night, but Yin Mohan had never made a move. The major media kept interviewing him and asking him what he thought about L.Y.R. and the merger four years ago. He only said that whatever he said would belong to him would belong to him, including what he had traded to others. This was already a warning to them, but they tried their best to hide it from Leng Yiran. They only wanted Leng Yiran to be happy and not recall that past. Sigh. Dyson sighed. When would this game of chasing end? He was tired of living a life surrounded by inexplicable fear. He picked up the coffee cup and smelled the mellow coffee to ease his nervousness. Perhaps he had fallen for it too. For Leng Yiran, he was willing to give up everything he had. This woman's magic was really great.
Ran Ran, eat more." Gong Cheyu said carefully. Sigh, her appetite was really small. She would be full after eating a little every time.
"Yu. I heard from Special Assistant Li today that you want to focus your work back on Asia?”Leng Yiran asked uneasily. Did this mean that he was going back to the place that made her sad?
"Yes. After some time, we will return to the Celestial Empire.”Gong Cheyu pretended to be fine. He didn't want to go back, but Yin Mohan sent him an email. The content was short. The game had begun. Would you choose to admit defeat or escape? He didn't even tell Dyson about this. He didn't want anyone to worry. If Dyson was involved, he and Ran Ran might implicate Dyson. He still felt indebted to this friend of his.
"Yu, I really like this place. Don't go back, okay?”Leng Yiran looked at Gong Cheyu in panic. Her tone was pleading. She had never spoken to him like this before, but she was against that homeland from the bottom of her heart. She was afraid that she would bring up their past when she went back.
Gong Cheyu looked at her with heartache, but he couldn't choose to run away. This was equivalent to admitting defeat. At the very least, he had to give it his all. He gently caressed her face and asked softly,""Tell me, do you like me?" He didn't dare to ask if she loved him or not. He knew that she only loved Yin Mohan in her heart.
Leng Yiran panicked at his words and chose to answer honestly,""I think I do. But I…" Gong Cheyu stretched out his slender index finger and lightly touched her delicate lips, stopping her from continuing.
He looked at Leng Yiran's beautiful eyes affectionately and said gently,""This is enough. Everything is worth it."
Leng Yiran finally understood why he wanted to go back. Her body trembled in fear, and her lips trembled slightly. She asked hesitantly,"He appeared, didn't he?"
Gong Cheyu stood up and sat beside Leng Yiran. He hugged her stiff body and caressed her long hair lovingly as he muttered,""Trust me."
Leng Yiran was strong and calm as she said coldly,""Don't be like this. Let me return to his side.”She knew Yin Mohan wouldn't let her go.
Gong Cheyu grabbed her shoulders with both hands and asked excitedly,""What did you say? Are you crazy?"
"Four years, I've been running away for long enough. I don't want you to do anything for me. I don't want you to get hurt. I always knew that he wouldn't let me go. How could he tolerate his things being taken by others? I've been lying to myself for four years. The happiness of these four years has given me enough courage to face him. Let me return to his side." Leng Yiran said calmly, but her expression was on the verge of collapse.
Gong Cheyu hugged her tightly in his arms again, afraid that she would leave him. He said seriously," A man's words are a promise to be fulfilled for a lifetime. I've said it before. I won't let you face anything alone."”
Leng Yiran's eyes turned red. This was the first time she had cried in front of him in four years. Gong Cheyu, do I have to let you down for the rest of my life? She frowned and thought to herself.
"Han, what are you thinking about? Why are you so happy?”Zhong Lin stroked Yin Mohan's shoulder and asked gently. Four years ago, he had met her in Pure Love, and he had made her belong to him alone. And she, in these four years, had fallen deeply in love with him. Everyone knew that Yin Mohan changed women as easily as he changed clothes, but she was special. She had been by his side for four years, and today, he seemed to be in a particularly good mood, and her mood also brightened up with him.
"Are you questioning me?" He said coldly. The slight happiness on his face was contained in his indifference.
"No, I haven't." Zhong Lin said fearfully. Her mood was always uncertain. She knew that she had crossed the line again. She looked at him affectionately. He had once said after a passionate night that he liked the fragrance of the Chinese bellflower on her. She remembered that there was once when she only changed to lemon fragrance, and he flew into a rage. From then on, she applied the essential oil of platycoris every day.
"You may leave." He said coldly.
Zhong Lin could only walk out of the room. She would never understand what he was thinking.
Yin Mohan sat on the sofa and habitually tapped his fingers on the table irregularly. The corners of his mouth curled up in a flirtatious manner. He had just received news that Gong Cheyu would return to China next week, which meant that his Little Ran Ran would be back by his side again. Thinking of this, his cold expression that had never changed in the past four years actually emitted a pleasant aura. Ran Ran, since you've made a promise, it's impossible for you to escape the fate I gave you.
In the second chapter of the book, it is cold and clear: Confession, memory.
I originally thought that being by his side was a form of torture for myself, but the days after leaving him were not easy. I didn't smell his scent in the air every day, not even the faint scent of cologne. This made me feel lost.
In the first month, I would always dream of him. When I woke up, I realized that my body was covered in cold sweat. I could never escape from the nightmares of him. I always dreamed of him torturing me time and time again. Whenever this happened, I would stand beside the mirror and look sideways at the scar on my back. After being by his side for so many years, I naturally understood the meaning of this mark. He wanted me to belong to him alone, even if I meant nothing to him. He is such a domineering man, but he just makes me so fascinated.
" I have an indescribable heartache for my dead child, but I have never expressed it to anyone. I hope that his care can reduce my sadness and sadness, but it didn't. I forgot that he was a cruel man. Other than torturing me, he no longer has any feelings for me. When I first met Dyson, I didn't trust him, but after getting to know him, I realized that he was actually a humorous man. It's just that his promiscuity towards women often made me think of Han.
For the past four years, Yu has never stopped caring about me. I still remember that day when he asked me if there was anything I especially liked and wanted to do. I thought about it for a long time and finally said that I wanted to learn art. The next day, Dyson brought me an art teacher. Dyson told me that Yu spent a lot of money to hire this teacher. This sentence made me feel guilty because I wanted to learn art for a reason. Thinking about it carefully, I didn't even have a photo of Han. I wanted to use a pen to draw his gentlest moment in my memory. I'm not interested. I just want to draw him. In the days that followed, I worked hard every day to draw every painting. The teacher said that I was talented, but I just smiled. I thought it was because of Han. He was the driving force that drove me to work hard.
Two years later, my painting skills were already pretty good, and Yu's company had already established a firm foothold in Rome. The name of his company made me unable to let go for a long time. I have always understood Yu's feelings for me, just like how I love Han. However, we are the same kind of person, and we can't love the person we want to love. Just like Chen Xiaochun sang in the song," The person I love is not my lover. Every inch of his heart belongs to another person.”
I selfishly accepted everything Yu gave me. I owed him, but I didn't want to leave him. He was a driftwood in my suffering. He was the only man who dared to resist the cold. I often think that if I had met him when I was five years old, perhaps all the tragedies would not have happened. Yu said that to love someone was to see that person live on safely and treat her happiness as happiness. I understood what he meant. He wanted me to live well, so I started to laugh desperately. I wanted to tell everyone that I was very happy, but my heart was always empty. I didn't know what happiness was. In my memory, only a little gentleness from Han would make me happy.
Every time I thought of him, I would draw a Chinese bellflower with a pen, draw the background as night, and draw a Chinese bellflower in the most inconspicuous corner. Dyson often teased me, saying that my drawing was too strange. But I didn't dare to draw cold, I was afraid that Yu would be sad when he saw it. I didn't want to make him sad, so I could only use this way to express that I missed him. The dark night represented him, and the Platycorus flower grew in the most inconspicuous place in his heart. Yu said, I am like a balloon. Han also said that he liked the faint fragrance of Chinese bellflower on my body. He must not know why I like Chinese bellflowers so much. When I was seven years old, I followed him to the mountains and saw Chinese bellflowers blooming everywhere. He said that according to legend, red Chinese bellflowers are dyed with blood by people who love each other. Those who have seen red Chinese bellflowers will never forget the person they loved in their next life. It was because of this sentence that I started to like the Chinese bellflower. However, I have seen very few red bellflowers. Most of them are light purple, giving people a sense of melancholy and arrogance.
That time, I accidentally overheard the conversation between Dyson and Yu. Han had another woman by his side, and she hasn't changed since I left. I searched the internet in a panic and finally saw a photo. The woman had her hand on his arm, and her actions were intimate. At that time, I felt like my blood was sucked dry by something, and my heart ached. I forced myself to look at that woman's photo and realized that she was really beautiful. She was as pure as Xue 'er, and not as bloody as me. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I closed the webpage and squatted on the ground. I wanted to cry, but my tears couldn't fall. I thought I was too exhausted. From then on, I began to automatically block all news about him. I felt that if I didn't know anything, I wouldn't feel sad anymore.
After a long time, I don't know when it started, but I think I fell in love with Yu. I like his concern for me, his focus on his work, and his overbearing behavior towards me. When I confirmed that I liked him, the coldness that hadn't appeared in my mind for a long time disturbed me again, making my heart ache again. He seemed to be reminding me of that unbearable past all the time. I couldn't help but miss him crazily. It was as if the more I liked Yu, the more I missed him. I stubbornly locked myself in my room and wanted to use a pen to draw his appearance. However, I tried hard to think about it. All the gentle scenes related to him had Xue 'er's participation. This made me feel conflicted for no reason. The tip of the pen was pressed against the drawing paper. Unknowingly, his cold and arrogant appearance flowed down the tip of my pen. After two days, I finally drew him perfectly. In the end, I didn't hide this matter. When Yu saw this painting, I felt his body stiffen for a moment. Then, he pretended to tell me that it was a good painting. The Yin Mohan in my impression was this pair of eyes.
The next day, he asked someone to frame the oil painting and hang it on my bed. He joked that a gloomy person like Yin Mohan would be able to ward off evil spirits the most if he hung it in the room. No ghosts would dare to approach him. I knew that he was being lenient towards me, which made me feel even more guilty towards him. When Dyson saw the painting in my room, he, who was always smiling at me, was actually angry. He questioned me why I treated Yu so unfairly. I was speechless. I knew that all his accusations were right. I lowered my head and accepted them. In the end, Yu rushed in and pulled him away. For the next few days, Dyson refused to talk to me. Later on, when I was sick, he came to see me out of concern. In the next two years, the three of us lived in peace. I understood that these two men were always on guard. They were afraid that the cold would suddenly appear. I was afraid too, but I kept waiting. If he wants me so badly, at least I'm not a pathetic exchange.
Finally, the day came. When I was sure that we had returned to the country because of him, a fear that I had never felt before pounced on me, making me unable to face this matter. However, Yu's embrace gave me a sense of security. I sobbed in his embrace and felt my head grow heavy. I fell asleep. From that moment on, I decided that if I had to be injured, I would be willing to return to Han's side. No matter how much torture I had to endure, I could still endure it. Because leaving him is too painful, because I can't let Yu sacrifice himself for me again.
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