In her past life, Lin Jianxue didn’t find out until the day she died that she had raised her husband’s white moonlight’s child for eighteen years. Even worse—her infertility? Caused by the ...
"But... at that time," his voice lowered a few notes, with a hint of bitterness, "you already had someone you liked."
"That's why I haven't dared to tell you."
"Later... my family was sent down to the countryside, so I had even less right to like you."
Fu Zhawei's voice became lower and lower, with uncontrollable sobs, and his eyes became red.
"At that time, I really didn't have any improper thoughts about you, and I didn't dare to think about those things anymore."
"Because I know I am no longer worthy of you."
His voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, carrying with it unknown pain.
"Later, you went to the countryside."
"Do you know how I felt when I saw you that day, when I got out of the captain's car?"
Fu Zhewei's vision was a little blurry. The Lin Jianxue in front of him seemed to be the same girl he remembered when he first met her in Tonghua Village.
"I thought I would never see you again in this life."
"But you just appeared in front of me like that."
"That day... was truly the happiest day of my life, even happier than when I received the notice of rehabilitation."
"Later, I learned that you were divorced."
"I really want to tell you that I like you."
"But I don't dare."
"Because I'm not qualified."
"At that time, the Fu family was still under siege, and I was a person without a future."
"Telling you my feelings is just a burden to you."
"You will have to leave Heilongjiang Province and go to Kyoto sooner or later."
"But my family and I...maybe we'll have to stay in Heilongjiang for the rest of our lives."
Fu Zhewei raised his head slightly, as if trying to force away the sourness, but his red eyes betrayed his surging emotions at the moment.
Lin Jianxue slowly turned around and met Fu Zhawei's slightly red eyes.
She was a little dumbfounded.
The person Fu Zhewei likes... is her?
He said he had a white moonlight, who was already married.
That married white moonlight, is she?
He said that Bai Yueguang was already divorced.
That divorced white moonlight, is she also her?
He said that he would confess his love to that white moonlight when he got to Kyoto.
So he is...confessing to her now?
In an instant, all the confusion, grievances, and bitterness found an outlet.
Lin Jianxue's tears fell like beads from a broken string.
But she smiled.
Tears burst into laughter.
Almost subconsciously, she threw herself into Fu Zhewei's arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and buried her face in his neck.
Warm tears instantly soaked the fabric around his neck.
Fu Zhewei's body stiffened for a moment, then he carefully reached out his hand and gently put his arm around her waist.
His movements were a little awkward, with a hint of panic and helplessness.
The person in his arms, warm and soft, is the dream he has longed for for many years but dared not touch.
"Fu Zhewei!"
Lin Jianxue's voice, with a strong nasal tone, came muffled from the crook of his neck.
"Are you stupid?"
"I've made it so obvious, can't you see it?"
There was a cry in her voice, but she couldn't suppress her smile.
"If I didn't really like you, why would I move out and live next door to you, and then move into your house?"
"If I didn't really like you, why would I go to so much trouble to help Fu Qingqing get into Zhenhai High School?"
"If I didn't really like you, why would I go to such great lengths to make your family's life better?"
"Fu Zhewei, I like you."
"I really like you."
"I've liked you for a long, long time."
She thought of her past life.
In front of her cold tombstone, the taciturn Fu Zhewei, leaning on a cane, quietly shed a tear for her.
That drop of scalding tear seemed to penetrate time and space, leaving a mark on her heart and warming her cold and desperate soul.
It was that tear that made her feel differently about him after she was reborn.
Make her willing to be brave for him once and again.
This made her chase him all the way to the distant Heilongjiang Province without hesitation.
Fortunately.
Fortunately she came.
Fortunately, she was brave.
Fortunately, he also likes her.