No……

This long article is followed by a blank space.

There's nothing left...

In an instant, a tearing pain shot straight to his soul, almost causing him to faint.

She stopped writing in her diary after that, because her heart had died.

She left him nothing.

There was nothing there, not even a single word.

Su Li...

He frantically flipped through the pages until he reached the last page, where he finally found an envelope.

A tenderness appeared in his eyes; at this moment, it was as if he had obtained the most precious thing in the world and was carefully unwrapping it.

Inside is a photo of Su Li.

She gently curved her lips, like a little angel, yet possessing a unique charm and temperament.

It was as if they were calling out to him.

Doflamingo...

Doflamingo...

Ming-ge...

At that moment, Ruan Dongming finally couldn't hold back anymore. After letting out a roar, he burst into tears, rubbing his face against the photo of her beautiful cheek.

She cried out in anguish, "Don't leave, come back... Li'er... please come back?"

"Lier, please come back, I was wrong..."

"Please, come back, okay? I'll quit being a celebrity, let's live a normal life together..."

"I'll take you to see the scenery you want to see, please, come back, Lily..."

At that moment, he cried like an abandoned child.

However, this is karma; he was the one who abandoned the woman who loved him to the core.

"Come back, I was wrong... I miss you so much..."

His only response was the emptiness and loneliness of the prison, as if it had cast him into the deepest abyss, from which he could never escape.

Unable to climb out of the abyss of pain and loneliness, one cannot find salvation.

At that moment, he realized the meaning behind Tang Yaoyao's words when he was arrested by the police.

The more ruthless he was then, the heavier and more painful he feels now.

He could only live his whole life in pain, repenting for what he had done.

The woman who loved him, respected him, cherished him, and protected him is gone forever; he will never find her again in this lifetime.

A complete and utter loss.

The most painful thing is not loss, but having experienced the ultimate happiness and then ending up with nothing.

Tang Yaoyao's intention was to make him live a life worse than death in prison for the rest of his life.

She did it.

Only at this moment did he realize what true psychological manipulation was.

Tang Yaoyao has this ability.

At that moment, he stopped worrying about how she knew everything that had happened.

Being immersed in the pain of loss will never allow you to let go.

Tang Yaoyao is right, he doesn't deserve anyone's love.

A long-buried memory suddenly resurfaced.

The woman cried and demanded, "Look at yourself now!"

That was his mother.

The drunken man roared, "Stop arguing! Stop arguing! All you do is argue! What else do you know besides arguing? I want money! Give me my money now!"

"Please, can you be normal for once? The child is right here."

"Huh? A child? This is some bastard you had with some random man. This isn't my child. Give me money. I only want money now. If you don't give me money, I'll kill you." The man was almost in a state of madness.

"Ruan Xingguo, you good-for-nothing, you're just a piece of trash! Besides gambling, what other skills do you have? All you know is how to bully my mother and me! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

At just ten years old, he stood between his parents, crying, trying to persuade them to stop arguing.

His father, a burly man, grabbed him and held a beer bottle to his neck, his eyes bloodshot: "Give me the money, or I'll kill him!"

The woman cried hysterically: "That's your child! You beast!"

This made him even more agitated, and he was clearly in a state of frenzy. He tightened his grip on the beer bottle, and blood immediately seeped from his neck.

He roared, "Nobody believes you! You're just a prostitute. You've had more clients than I've ever seen a woman. You're telling me this is my child? Why should I believe you? Give me the money! Give it to me now!"

"Okay, I beg you, I beg you don't hurt him, I'll give you back the money."

The woman gave in and took a large sum of money out of her purse and threw it at him.

Upon seeing the money, the man threw his child aside and frantically picked up the money from the ground, not even glancing at his wife and child before turning and running outside.

This wasn't the first time it had happened; Ruan Dongming experienced it several times almost every month. Even though his mother protected him well, he was always the one who got hurt.

He was tired of this kind of life.

He asked God why other children have their parents' company, while his mother can only cry every day and drift between different men's beds every night.

His father, besides being an alcoholic, gambler, and violent, had almost nothing.

He takes the money his mother worked so hard to earn every day to gamble, yet he despises his mother for being a sex worker.

He looks seven or eight parts like his father, but his father never acknowledges him as his son.

At only 10 years old, his life was devoid of any sunshine. He longed for liberation; he didn't want to live like a walking corpse anymore.

Finally, one day, the mother couldn't take it anymore and filed for divorce. The father refused and was severely beaten. In a fit of anger, the mother hit the father on the head with a stone.

He witnessed the whole process.

The father stole the mother's money and ID card and went out to gamble. That day, he skipped school and followed behind his father.

Because his father was injured, he wanted to kill him, to kill this beastly man.

He was beaten up and bruised all over after leaving the casino.

He followed behind, and at that moment his heart softened. Even though this man was utterly wicked, he was still his father.

He only hoped that he could improve their current situation and stop his mother from doing those things again.

He wanted to have a proper talk with his father.

But his father fainted right in front of him, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake him up. Later, the doctor told him that his father had died.

The mother cried bitterly. Although he hated the father all these years, he was the only man who was willing to marry her, even if he did marry her for her money.

Everything had passed, and things seemed calm; he thought life could finally settle down.

But for the sake of his education, his mother continued to drift among various men.

At first, he thought he had to grow up quickly so that he could earn money with his own hands and let his mother enjoy her old age in peace.

But then one day, something happened that he would never forget, making him desperately want to leave his mother.

He was thirteen years old then, and he remembers it clearly; it was a winter day.

As the snow fell heavily, he built a snowman, with his father, mother, and himself in it.

That day, my mother wasn't home, and a man came to the door.

That man shattered all his illusions with a single kick.