Chapter 35 You... don't still have feelings for him...
Three years later, Manlan Island.
The afternoon sun shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows onto the original wood floor, warm and lazy.
Outside the window is the clear blue sky, with a few cotton candy-like white clouds floating by.
Further away is the boundless sea with sparkling waves.
This is a paradise away from the hustle and bustle.
Gu Manman sat in a rattan rocking chair, covered with a thin linen blanket.
She was wearing a long, loose white cotton dress and her feet were bare, with her toes slightly curled up.
The sunlight outlines her soft profile.
Her long hair was casually tied behind her head, revealing her slender and graceful neck.
Compared to three years ago, she was much thinner, with a lingering sense of indifference and alienation between her brows, like a pearl covered in dust, with a restrained brilliance.
She held a cup of warm herbal tea in her hand, staring blankly at the tranquil sea outside the window.
Su Yu sat cross-legged on the carpet opposite her, swiping the screen of her mobile phone and muttering to herself.
"Tsk, tsk, it's been three years and they're still searching."
"Billions of dollars are invested every year. The Feng Group is really rich and powerful. They just want to salvage a plane that has long sunk into the Mariana Trench."
Su Yu's voice was filled with confusion and sarcasm.
Gu Manman picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said nothing. Her long eyelashes drooped, hiding the emotions in her eyes.
"Fortunately, you didn't get on that plane for some unknown reason."
Su Yu put down her phone and patted her chest with lingering fear.
"Otherwise, I will have to live in a nightmare for the rest of my life."
"Every time I see the news about MH790, I break out in a cold sweat."
"By the way, look at this," Su Yu raised her phone again, and on the screen was a cover photo of a financial magazine.
The man in the photo was dressed in a suit and had a strong aura, but his silver-white hair, which was totally inconsistent with his age, was particularly dazzling under the spotlight.
"It is said that after Mrs. Feng died, Feng Mingzhou's hair turned white overnight. Their love was as deep as the sea."
Su Yu curled her lips, her tone full of sarcasm.
"It's really touching. Who would have thought that the cold-blooded and heartless President Feng would be so infatuated with 'another woman'?"
She still didn't raise her eyes, as if the haggard man on the magazine cover had nothing to do with her, just an insignificant stranger.
"There's something even more exciting."
Su Yu continued to scroll the screen with great interest, and turned out a few more news screenshots, reading them in an exaggerated tone.
"The Feng Group and the Lin Group merged three years ago. This powerful combination is truly a business miracle. The Feng Group has moved to a higher level and is firmly on the leading position."
"But the richest man's health seems to be not so good."
Su Yu raised her eyebrows in a gloating manner.
"The report said Feng Mingzhou had been hospitalized twice this month. All kinds of rumors were flying around, saying that he was seriously ill and that he didn't have much time left..."
"Hey, this guy is really ironic. What's the point of having so much money? He has too much money but a weak body. In the end, it's all for nothing."
Su Yu's tone was full of undisguised mockery, and she seemed to feel very relieved about Feng Mingzhou's current situation.
Gu Manman finally raised her head slowly and her eyes fell on Su Yu's mobile phone screen.
That cover of the financial magazine was taken very well.
He was wearing a meticulously tailored suit and sitting behind a large desk that symbolized power.
The backdrop is the city skyline, symbolizing the extent of his business empire.
Her gaze stayed on that face for less than two seconds.
Then, it moved away.
Su Yu observed her profile, trying to catch a hint of cracks in that calm expression.
"Manman," she moved closer and looked into Gu Manman's eyes carefully.
"Tell me the truth."
"Look at him now...his hair is grey, his body is broken, and he still fishes out the impossible-to-fish-out plane year after year..."
"Is there really not even a little bit of emotion in your heart?"
Su Yu's voice was very soft, with a hint of temptation and worry.
"He is you after all..."
She paused, but ultimately couldn't utter the name.
"You... don't still have feelings for him... do you?"
"How come?"
She gently put down the teacup, turned her head, and met Su Yu's worried gaze.
Her eyes were clear, open, and even had a hint of self-mockery.
"Su Yu, I'm not in love."
Gu Manman, who once risked her life for love like a moth to a flame, had died in the "plane crash" three years ago.
Along with her stupid, unrealistic heart.
"That's good, that's good." Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Su Yu, do you think that if your heart is dead, you can come back to life?"
Su Yu was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Gu Manman smiled, but it was a very faint smile.
"Some people and some things are like a high fever."
"When the fever was at its worst, the world was spinning and my whole body was burning hot. I thought I was going to die."
"My consciousness was blurry, and all I could see were strange phantoms. I kept shouting the name that gave you a fever."
"At that time, I felt that without him, the air was thin, and every breath was filled with broken glass, piercing my lungs."
"He is there when I close my eyes, he is there when I open my eyes, he is there in my dreams, and he is also there in the cold emptiness beside my pillow when I wake up."
"It's like a part of my body was cut off, with tendons and blood attached, leaving a gap that will never heal."
She paused, picked up the teacup, and took another sip.
"It was painful at first, heart-wrenching, day and night, like countless fine needles piercing my heart, densely packed, with nowhere to escape."
"When I walk down the street and see a similar back, my heart tightens, and when I hear a similar laugh, I turn my head sharply."
"If you smell the perfume he always wears, you will be suffocated instantly."
"At that time, I felt that the whole world had turned gray, the sun was glaring, and the birds were singing noisily."
"Then, slowly, the pain started to become numb."
"If you poke me with those fine needles too many times, I won't be able to feel them anymore."
"The similar backs on the street no longer make your heart beat faster, and the similar laughter only makes you startle slightly."
She raised her head and looked at the boundless sea in the distance, her eyes empty and calm.
“Time really is the best healer.”
"It will slowly heal your wounds and make you gradually forget the unforgettable love, hatred and vengeance that once engraved on your heart."
“You will find that the people you once thought you couldn’t lose are actually not that important.”
“The hurdle that you once thought was insurmountable is actually just an insignificant step on the road of life.”
"You will understand that in this world, no one is really inseparable from anyone else."
She smiled, and in her smile there was a hint of relief, a hint of helplessness, and a hint of indifference that came from seeing through the world.
"I'm fine now."
“I can even hear about him calmly, see his picture calmly, and talk about his name calmly.”
“It’s like talking about a stranger who has nothing to do with me.”
"Well, are you afraid when we go back to China for the award ceremony next month..." Su Yu asked again.
Gu Manman turned her head, looked at the undisguised worry on Su Yu's face, and shook her head gently.
"What are you afraid of?"
Su Yu widened her eyes, moved closer, and lowered her voice: "Afraid...afraid of meeting him! Or hearing more of his bad things, which would affect your mood! Magazines often talk about his bad things with this or that female star..."
"It's all over, Su Yu."
"I'm going back to receive the award. My work won an award, and that's the real deal."
"As for the rest...what does it have to do with me?"
"It doesn't matter if he gets sick, goes bankrupt from salvaging airplanes, or sleeps with any female celebrity, that's all his business."
"I am no longer the Gu Manman who would be so distressed that she couldn't sleep just because he frowned."
"I won't let him hurt me again." She said softly, as if she was talking to Su Yu, or as if she was talking to herself.
"Because I don't care anymore."
"That's great," Su Yu said cheerfully, changing the subject. "I've always wanted to film my documentary in Wuzhen, and it's just the finishing touch. We can go back early and stay in Wuzhen for a few days. I'll shoot mine, and you can just relax and look for inspiration for your next masterpiece."
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