Chapter 128 I'm liking you more and more

Song Yanting and Wen Shuyi did not spend the Spring Festival in Beijing.

They arrived in Luoyang.

Luoyang is an ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, one of the birthplaces of Chinese civilization, and is also known as the Divine Capital.

Song Yanting took Wen Shuyi to Yingtian Gate.

Yingtian Gate was the main gate of the palace city of Luoyang during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It consists of a platform, gate tower, gate tower, and connecting corridor. With three gates in both directions, it is magnificent and has become a popular spot for many online celebrities to take photos.

Tonight, he set off fireworks for her in Luoyang.

Wen Shuyi, dressed in a minimalist coat with her hair casually draped over her shoulders, stood on the city tower, gazing up at the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

The entire city seemed to be submerged in a sea of ​​light, bustling and vibrant.

She simply watched quietly, her gaze calm and serene.

Song Yanting stood beside her, and neither of them spoke.

It snowed in Luoyang after midnight.

Snowflakes drifted with the wind toward the city gate and landed on the railing.

More and more snowflakes fell softly, filling the sky.

Wen Shuyi turned around and looked at him, a smile still on her lips, "Song Yanting, Happy New Year."

Song Yanting looked down into her eyes and smiled as he replied, "Happy New Year."

Then, in a gentle voice, she suggested, "How about we go to Xi'an next year?"

He knew that Wen Shuyi liked cities with a sense of history, so he wanted to take her all over the country and even the world, for every New Year thereafter.

Wen Shuyi did not answer.

She stretched out her hand, and a tiny snowflake landed on her fingertip, quickly melting away.

What isn't hers, she can't keep.

Just like this pipe dream, it's time to wake up.

After an unknown amount of time, she looked ahead and said calmly, "I'll stay with you this far."

"Song Yanting, let's break up."

Song Yanting suddenly panicked.

He gripped her shoulders tightly, his reason suppressing his near-collapse, his eyes red: "Shuyi, we've said it before, we won't mention those two words lightly anymore."

"You promised me."

"Wen Shuyi, you can't go back on your word."

Wen Shuyi lowered her eyes, suppressing the bitterness and sadness in her heart, and said, "I'm sorry."

"From now on... let's not see each other again."

"Let me go, and let yourself go too."

After six years of entanglement, Wen Shuyi was unable to break this deadlock, so she had no choice but to leave.

This is good for everyone.

Song Yanting would not let her go.

When he heard her say "we'll never see each other again," his inherent gentleness was shattered by fear and pain, and his hands trembled violently.

His voice was hoarse: "Give me a little more time, just a little bit more."

Please.

Song Yanting had never asked anyone for favors in his life.

He was born a prodigy, the heir carefully groomed by the Song family.

He was willing to humble himself for Wen Shuyi's sake.

The only thing he couldn't accept was breaking up with her.

Wen Shuyi finally couldn't hold back her tears.

She looked away, not daring to look at him, her voice hoarse and feigning indifference, "We were never meant to be from the same world. I just didn't believe in fate and insisted on forcing things."

"Song Yanting, I've been very unhappy during these six years with you, don't you know that?"

"I don't need you to do anything more for me, I just hope you..."

She closed her eyes and slowly uttered two words: "Let go."

Unhappy.

Although Song Yanting didn't want to admit it, it was indeed because of him that she was forced to experience many unpleasant things.

What's done is done, and no one can turn back time.

It's all his fault.

A heavy sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

After a long while, as she wished.

I let go.

He knew that this decision could very well be his last.

But Song Yanting had no other choice.

He could find ways to overcome external obstacles, but he couldn't control her heart.

Fireworks boomed in the distance, and below the city gate, tourists and pedestrians chatted and laughed, their cheerful voices filling the air, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Wen Shuyi is gone.

Song Yanting sat helplessly on the ground, leaning against the city wall, letting the wind and snow beat against him.

A thick fog formed on his frameless glasses. He took them off, his head bowed, his hand covering his forehead. His emotions had completely collapsed.

This was the second time he had cried since he became an adult.

The first time was when the doctor told Wen Shuyi that her leg might never be cured.

Nanfeng hurried over and asked him, "Young Master, should we stop Miss Wen?"

Song Yanting did not answer.

He gave a self-deprecating laugh, his voice trembling, "She doesn't want me anymore."

It's not that I don't love him, it's that I don't want him anymore.

——

Shen Jingni left her home and hurriedly got into Zhao Zonglan's car.

But she couldn't see the puppy in the car, and asked suspiciously, "Where's Gun Gun?"

Zhao Zonglan remained calm and composed, saying in a nonchalant tone, "It doesn't want to come along."

Shen Jingni isn't that stupid.

I realized it immediately.

She playfully punched him with her fist, her voice both sweet and fierce, "You lied to me!"

"I lied to you and said that Gun Gun missed me."

"How could you be so mean?"

It's too late to realize we've been scammed now.

Zhao Zonglan pulled her into his arms, lowered his head to inhale her sweet scent, and said in a deep, tender voice, "My darling, I'm not lying to you."

"It's because I miss you."

Even though they had only been apart for a day, he missed her terribly, as if every cell in his body was yearning for her voice, her scent, and everything about her.

Shen Jingni was appeased by his words.

On this day of family reunion, Zhao Zonglan did feel somewhat lonely and desolate.

After all, he doesn't value family ties.

She hugged his neck, pressed her little face affectionately against the crook of his neck, and said sweetly, "I missed you too."

Zhao Zonglan's lips curled into a handsome smile as he ruffled her hair. "I'll take you to see the Kongming lanterns, okay?"

"good."

in the country, the large-scale release of Kongming lanterns is prohibited.

However, this did not stump Zhao Zonglan; he had a way to handle the aftermath.

Shen Jingni was very excited and looked forward to it the whole way.

After driving for a long time, we arrived in the suburbs. This area was slightly higher, with a river below.

The night was as dark as ink, and occasionally, fireworks would light up the night sky, only to vanish in an instant.

Zhao Zonglan led Shen Jingni out of the car.

A few minutes later.

She saw thousands of Kongming lanterns slowly rise and drift into the sky.

They are like a lit-up starry sky, illuminating the path of every prayer. From this point on, the Milky Way has fallen to earth, an ultimate romance.

Shen Jingni hadn't seen so many Kongming lanterns in a long time.

She quickly closed her eyes and made a wish, muttering a few words to herself before looking at Zhao Zonglan.

"Brother, I really like these Kongming lanterns."

This was within Zhao Zonglan's expectations.

Because his child likes shiny, pretty things.

I never get tired of looking at it.

“But,” Shen Jingni frowned slightly, feigning dissatisfaction and grievance, “you haven’t given me my New Year’s money yet.”

Zhao Zonglan was amused by the little drama queen.

He pulled the person into his arms with one hand and took a red envelope out of his suit pocket.

It contained checks.

Shen Jingni didn't look at the amount, but she knew it must be a lot.

She hugged his waist and said in a sweet, soft voice, "Zhao Zonglan, how can you be so good to me?"

They really grant every request.

"I think I'm liking you more and more."