Chapter 167
After returning home, Mr. and Mrs. Lu prepared a table full of dishes.
Seeing Lingwu put down her chopsticks, Lu's mother also brought out the firework tube.
With a loud "bang!"
Lu Jingyue, who was prepared, covered Ling Wu's ears to prevent her from being frightened.
"Happy birthday, Wuwu!" Mr. Lu placed the cake on the table.
The lights were also turned off, and Lu Jingyue blinked her beautiful eyes, revealing her affectionate gaze in the darkness.
"Little crybaby, make a wish and blow out the candles."
Ling Wu was only stunned for a moment before she clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and thought:
"I hope Sister Yue is safe and well."
The moment the candle was blown out and the light was turned on, Lu Jingyue's feelings were caught by Ling Wu before she could even conceal them.
Seeing this, Lu Jingyue lowered her eyes nervously, then asked in a panic, "What did you wish for?" She quickly waved her hand after speaking, "It won't come true if I tell you! Don't tell me! Don't tell me!"
Ling Wu nodded, amused.
At midnight, Ling Wu and Lu Jingyue sat on a swing in the garden.
“Little crybaby, I…” Lu Jingyue’s palms were sweating nervously.
"Hmm?" Ling Wu asked, glancing sideways.
"I have someone I like!" Lu Jingyue stared intently at Ling Wu, trying to see a trace of disappointment in Ling Wu's eyes.
But no, she only asked with a gentle smile, "Who is it? Do you need my help, Sister Yue?"
Lu Jingyue's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at her palm. "I was just kidding. Crybabies are always so easy to fool."
Without waiting for Lingwu's reply, she opened her palm, revealing two plain rings.
"Little crybaby, this is our friendship ring!" She seemed so happy that tears welled up in her eyes.
She lowered her eyes, carefully lifted Lingwu's hand, and finally gently placed the ring on Lingwu's finger.
After she finished putting it on, she composed herself and asked, "Little crybaby, do you think your future...husband won't be angry?"
Ling Wu shook her head, which chilled Lu Jingyue's heart. Fortunately, Ling Wu spoke up in time: "I won't get married. I still need to protect Sister Yue."
As Lu Jingyue's eyes grew brighter, in the darkness of another villa, a dignified man lowered his eyes.
The fireflies in his hand, encased in a transparent glass bottle, emitted a bright glow, softening his handsome and aloof face.
The cork of the glass bottle was removed by those large, well-defined hands.
He opened the window and released the fireflies.
As night fell, faint lights danced between the two villas.
Sitting on the swing, Lingwu seemed to sense something and looked over.
In the darkness, Xinli instinctively hid himself in even deeper shadows.
He spent his entire life trying to imagine even a glimpse of her features.
He had considered kneeling before Old Lady Meng's door, he had considered spending every day with her, hoping for that one in a million chance, but...
Ultimately, it was impossible.
So he offered her a glimmer of light in the darkness, a faint and insignificant expression of love.
In the garden, Lu Jingyue lifted her skirt, bent down, and extended her hand to Ling Wu, "Beautiful lady, may I invite you to dance?"
She did not adopt gentlemanly manners, but instead continued to use ladylike invitations.
This is a unique kind of romance between girls.
Ling Wu stood up, lifted her skirt, and lowered her head slightly, revealing a section of her beautiful, fair neck. "Of course."
Under the moonlight, amidst the fireflies, two skirts fluttered in the breeze.
The next day, Lu Jingyue woke up in bed and touched the necklace around her neck and the ring on her hand. Overwhelmed with happiness, she got up to find Ling Wu.
But after knocking on the door for a long time, all I got was silence.
She opened the door without getting angry, only thinking to herself that the little crybaby hadn't been able to hear her knocking lately.
The bed was neatly made, so its owner was clearly not asleep.
Lu Jingyue panicked for a moment, then took out her phone and dialed a number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."
Lu Jingyue could no longer maintain her composure; her hands trembled as she dialed the number again…
"Beep beep beep—"
Just as she was about to cry, a gentle female voice came from the phone: "Hello, Sister Yue."
"Where did you go, you little crybaby? I'm coming to find you now."
"Sister Yue, let's play a game. If you find me and never give up on life while looking for me, then I'll grant you one request."
Lu Jingyue wanted to refuse, but what came out was: "Anything is fine with you?"
"Yes, anything is fine."
“…Okay!” Lu Jingyue agreed.
The phone was switched off. She calmed her excitement and trepidation and drove to Lingwu's flower shop.
The flower shop had already hired someone to take care of it. She glanced at the fans queuing outside the flower shop wanting to take photos, and then Lu Jingyue turned around.
Every other week, she would receive a photo from Lingwu and a postcard from her.
Her excitement gradually turned into regret, but she still couldn't help but smile whenever she received photos and postcards.
Then, following the locations on the postcards, I traveled to see all the beautiful landscapes of our motherland.
Ling Wu's blog is also being updated, and her dramas are being broadcast one after another.
Of the two films shot abroad, one has already premiered.
Overnight, the era belonging to Ruan Lingwu began.
But this person, who was the center of attention and had a huge following, never appeared again.
Inside the manor, Lingwu sat in the center of the roses, with Zoe beside her.
"Don't worry, Wuwu, I've arranged everything for the photos you've prepared. They'll be sent to Lu Jingyue every week. I'll also send someone to scout out those locations, so there's absolutely no chance of anything going on."
Lingwu is now almost completely blind, and her sense of touch, hearing, smell, and taste are almost nonexistent.
But Zoe would still tell her:
“Xinli is also looking for you, but he has a hard time finding any information about you abroad.”
"Last time, he almost found out because I was injured and unconscious for a few days, and my subordinates started to panic."
"But don't worry, Wuwu, I'm all better now, it just hurts a little sometimes."
Zoe chattered on and on until she finished recounting all the recent events, then quieted down and gazed at Ling Wu until the sun set.
Her dark hair was slightly curled, and the red dress she wore made her skin appear as white as snow.
The cheeks bore the marks of the setting sun, bright, holy, and beautiful, a mysterious and intense glow that could not be found anywhere else in the entire country.
All the repression in Zoe's heart was slowly disappearing.
If I could stay by her side like this forever, that would be enough.
Zoe knelt down on one knee and carefully took Lingwu's hand.
Then he lowered his head slightly.
With a tense heart and having endured countless hardships, I paused when I saw this scene.
From his perspective, the blond, blue-eyed nobleman bent down and knelt humbly.
The woman, beautiful as a goddess, lowered her eyelashes and gazed at the man kneeling before her, letting him take her hand and kiss it.
Xin Li felt a tightness in his chest. He stared intently until Zoe stood up, at which point he turned and fled in a disheveled manner, as if a voyeur had been discovered.
Zoe didn't look at him, but instead gazed at the still gentle and beautiful woman sitting there, her eyes inevitably filled with heartache.
Having seen the world's wonders, how desperate must one feel to be trapped in endless darkness?
As the days went by, Zoe's initial joy turned into a visible display of irritability and tyranny!
But when he was in front of Ling Wu, he still smiled, though the pain in his eyes was something he could no longer suppress.
"Euthanasia is the best option for Miss Ruan." The doctor could not hide his sorrow.
He had seen Ruan Lingwu, who was internationally renowned on the big screen, and now, seeing Lingwu again, who was still gentle and smiling even in this state, his heart ached.
This time, Zoe didn't tell him to get lost, but instead stayed with Ling Wu for the whole day without saying a word.
In the evening, he finally mustered the courage to place that kiss on Ling Wu's back before he nodded.
A single tear slid from the corner of his eye and landed on Ling Wu's hand after he made his decision.
If he could, he longed for her to stay by his side forever.
But he couldn't bear to part with it.
I can't bear to see her trapped in this dark and hopeless body, forever unable to know anything about the outside world.
He gazed tenderly at her sleeping face.
Only after everyone had left did he take her hand, which was gradually losing its warmth, and cry like a child.
——
Day after day, the era that belonged to Ruan Lingwu was always talked about with great interest.
Whenever someone declares themselves a top star, someone will bring her up again.
The Lu Group and the Xin Group are collaborating to expand internationally.
Years later, they have countless businesses under their umbrella, and countless celebrities are envious of their endorsements, but no one has ever been able to win the favor of either of them again.
Lu Jingyue skillfully opened the postcard:
"Sister Yue, don't give up, I'm waiting for you."
The woman in the photo is wearing a bohemian-style long dress and is smiling gently and brightly at the camera.
As always, day and night, she would be moved by her little crybaby.
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