Zhiyun stayed in the water city for seven or eight days.

These seven or eight days were all spent with Han Qingrang. He was nice to her and obeyed her in everything, but he would not get close to her in other ways. Even when he kissed her, he would only touch her forehead and would not do anything else.

It was strange that Zhiyun was not surprised and didn't even ask for it.

Getting along with each other seems to be a kind of peace in the ordinary.

This kind of peace is exactly what she wants.

The boss lady came that day.

The proprietress was still dressed the same as usual, but when she went out, her clothes were not as thin as when she was in the hotel. Although she was wearing a velvet cheongsam, she had a particularly beautiful fox fur draped over her shoulders.

Looks elegant and luxurious.

Like the wives of warlords during the warlord period of the Republic of China.

Zhiyun said, "Boss, if you were in the Republic of China, you would definitely be the most romantic and feminine concubine."

Being told that I looked like a concubine, the proprietress shook her shoulders slightly and laughed, "You said before that I looked like the madam of Yihongyuan, and now you say I look like a concubine. To put it bluntly, you didn't even think I was passing by."

Zhiyun: “…”

She did think so, but she didn't say it directly.

Because the boss lady's way of speaking, doing things, and especially her clothes, all seem to have that flavor.

"We're leaving Teng Mansion."

The time of departure had already been decided, so Zhiyun of course had to tell the proprietress before leaving.

If, by any chance, the boss lady still wants to go out and play with them, she will of course take the boss lady along.

The boss lady couldn't say anything. "Now my work is done. The road ahead is yours. I hope you can take every step carefully."

"It's nice outside, but it also has its bad points. Everyone prefers where they are. If you still want to go, I will take you with me. If you don't want to go, I won't take you." Zhiyun said sincerely.

"No, you guys go."

The proprietress leaned against a stone pillar covered with relief carvings. "This place is great. Before you came, I hardly ever left here. I only went out once a year. The outside world is nice, but for someone like me, it's better to just stay here and earn money peacefully."

"Actually, I just want to invite you to attend my wedding with Han Qingrang." Zhiyun said.

That was the sentence she had just said, but she hadn't said it out loud yet.

Being rejected now, Zhiyun had no choice but to speak out.

"A wedding..." The proprietress glanced inside, but didn't see anyone. "Have you decided yet?"

Zhiyun nodded: "It's decided."

"Are you deciding so quickly because you're afraid of having regrets again?" the proprietress asked her.

Zhiyun shook her head at first, then nodded, "Yes, I don't want to have any regrets."

She was still hesitant in her waking state, still wondering whether she should wake up or continue pretending to be asleep.

The proprietress nodded: "That's right."

On the night of their departure, Zhiyun went with him to the tallest tower.

It was here that day that she saw two stone statues rising from the sea in Vienna, one was hers and the other was Han Qingrang's.

The moment she saw his eyes rise to her, her heart broke.

"Han Qingrang." Zhiyun called his name and turned around.

He was right behind her, and Zhiyun could see him in a blink of an eye. The distance was so close, very close.

"I'm here." His eyes were fixed on her, not moving away for a moment.

"I fell in love with you very late, because my personality has determined that I never easily pour my feelings into anyone." She said slowly, one sentence at a time.

He looked at her with a faint smile on his lips, "So, where is Zhizhi now?"

"Now..." Zhiyun stared at his face, "Now you have recognized your own heart, you know what love between men and women is, you know what equal love is."

"Does Zhizhi love me?"

"Love," Zhiyun said, "but before this, I didn't even know what love between men and women was like. In my eyes, there was only money paid and mutual consent in return."

"Zhizhi said that being arrogant is not a crime."

"No, you said that arrogance is not a crime." Zhiyun reminded him with a smile.

Hearing this, he was slightly stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Yes, I said that being arrogant is not a crime."

Zhiyun turned around, her hand resting on the fence. "I'm leaving Water City tomorrow, but I can't believe I'm so attached to this place. I've suddenly had the urge to stay here forever."

"Why?" he asked her softly.

He slowly approached her and stood behind her, at the closest distance, his chest pressed against her back.

Zhiyun didn't look back, gazing at the boundless sea of ​​Vienna. When the wind blew, it wasn't ethereal, but rather empty. She slowly spoke, "Because there are people here who I can't bear to leave..."

"Zhizhi, who are you reluctant to leave?" he asked her.

Zhiyun turned around again and bumped into his arms.

She put her arms around his neck and stood on tiptoe, as if to kiss him.

He didn't move and let her get close to him.

But when she was about to put her lips close to his, Zhiyun didn't move.

During this period of time, he had never taken the initiative to kiss her, nor had he asked her for it, and she had never taken the initiative to kiss him. But just now, she seemed to want to kiss him.

Zhiyun's arms slid down little by little, and finally her hands stopped at his heart, clutching his lapels.

Her weak hands clutched his collar, tightening and loosening, loosening and tightening again, over and over again. Finally, she let go and whispered, "I still can't convince myself to accept it... I still can't convince myself to accept it..."

He didn't say anything, just stayed beside her quietly.

Zhiyun looked up at his quiet face, which was exactly the same as hers. Suddenly, she smiled, a smile so brilliant. "See? I still can't convince myself. I tried hard to treat you as his substitute. I tried, but I can't do it. I can't accept that he has left me. I will never be able to accept it..."

"Weave weave..."

"Don't call me that."

Zhiyun's gaze was unbearable and had nowhere to hide, so it finally moved elsewhere.

She hugged herself, her fingertips seemed to pinch her flesh, but she didn't feel any pain. She was obviously very strong, and nothing could defeat her.

"Zhizhi, I'm Han Qingrang, your beloved Han Qingrang." He stepped forward, as if to hug her.

Zhiyun raised her hand to stop him from getting closer to her, "Don't come over, really don't come over, you are not him, no matter how I deceive myself, no matter how much you act, you are not him, you are Louis."

Her voice choked with sobs. "He'll never come back. He left me forever, but I actually tried to let you live in his place. But it's only been a few days, and I can't accept it. I can't accept you continuing to live by my side instead of him. I want you to be silent, quiet, and silent by my side. That would be great..."

"Weave weave..."

"I said, don't call me that."