Chapter 449 Thank you for that meal back then
Yan Jin immediately had her assistant process her discharge from the hospital and then went to Shizi Village.
That was her hometown, and he wanted to take a good look at the place where she grew up.
Yan Jin arrived at the clean and tidy little courtyard.
He strode up the stairs, each step heavy, and went straight to the second floor.
Push open the door to her boudoir.
Everything in the room is pink, so sweet it's almost cloying, yet everything is arranged in perfect order.
It's very comfortable.
A desk and a dressing table—simple yet cozy.
His gaze fell on the bookshelf, where a heavy photo album stood.
Yan Jin walked over and reached out to take it.
The album cover is a bit old.
He turned to the first page.
She was a chubby little girl with two pigtails sticking up in the air, laughing carefree.
There's also a family photo of the three of them; she's being held in her father's arms, her eyebrows curving into a smile.
He gently stroked the photo with his fingertips, a smile unconsciously playing on his lips.
Page after page.
He slowly flipped through the pages, watching her grow from a little girl into a graceful young woman.
Sudden.
Yan Jin stopped turning the page.
His pupils suddenly contracted.
The following photos were all of him.
There are candid photos of him attending a film festival before, where he is dressed in a suit and looks focused.
There's a silhouette of him holding a meeting on the top floor of the company, a pen between his fingers, exuding an aura of authority.
There was also his back view before he got into the car... and even the image of him talking to his secretary in the corridor with his head down.
They're all working at companies in Haicheng.
These photos were taken from angles that neither the media nor officials could have captured.
It was done with a cautious, prying eye.
turn out to be……
So she had noticed him all along.
They even dared to secretly take so many photos of him.
Yan Jin's mind went blank.
He recalled their first real meeting.
At the Huo family's annual meeting.
The lights were dazzling, and the place was bustling with noise.
She was bumped by Qingning and fell straight into his arms.
Warm and fragrant, soft and delicate.
The little hands were still restless, pressing on his chest and even giving it a surprised squeeze.
He was both angry and amused at the time.
Yan Jin's fingers continued to turn the pages, all of which were blank.
That's all.
After they got together, she always pestered him to take pictures.
"Mr. Yan, let's take a kissing photo, just one, you kiss my left cheek."
"Or, I'll kiss your Adam's apple, it's super sexy, please."
"No kissing, I'll sit on your lap and take a picture. You have long arms, so you can hold the phone and take a shot. This angle is good, hurry up."
What was his response at the time?
He frowned and coldly refused.
"boring."
Just those two words.
Therefore, he and she don't even have a decent intimate photo together.
At this moment, Yan Jin felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing her heart tightly, causing her unbearable pain.
His Xiaoya.
His Xiaoya has disappeared.
Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over me.
He staggered back a step and fell heavily onto the edge of the bed.
His hand unconsciously stroked the soft blanket beside him.
It was her scent.
He slowly lifted the blanket.
The next second, his pupils contracted.
sheet.
The entire bed sheet was actually a huge photograph of him.
In the photo, he is wearing a white shirt and sitting lazily on the sofa.
Is she... sleeping in his "arms" every night?
"Silly boy."
She loved him deeply, but he still doubted her.
He murmured softly, tears welling up in his eyes again...
"Baby, where are you?"
...
Qingcheng, Nan Family Manor.
This place is also shrouded in a heavy sadness.
Qingning and Huo Shenyuan also rushed over.
Who could have imagined that our last meeting would be our final farewell?
Shen Li rushed over, her eyes red, followed by Yang Yi.
"I heard from my brother that something happened to Sister Xiaoya."
“Sister Xiaoya…how could she have disappeared?” She shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “Cousin, please send more people to look for her.”
"She said she'd teach me to play the jade flute during summer vacation. Waaah!"
"Her new film hasn't been released yet, and she hasn't won Best Actress, how can she disappear?"
Shen Li burst into tears like a child, causing everyone else to shed tears as well.
Nan Wan waved her hand, and Yang Yi quickly helped her down, showing a rare gentleness in his voice, "I'll take you back to school."
Shen Li lowered her head, tears streaming down her face. "I... can't walk anymore."
Yang Yi squatted down in front of her.
Shen Li lay on his back, her body trembling slightly, tears falling onto her shirt and soaking his back.
His heart was gradually dampened.
Tang Ling's eyes reddened, and her voice trembled with despair as she spoke, "This child... we just found him... how could he suddenly... be gone..."
"Quickly, send people to continue searching! Keep looking!"
Nan Wan's tears rolled down her cheeks without warning. She rushed over and punched Lu Qinglin in the chest.
"You're useless! Why didn't you bring her back?"
Lu Qinglin let her hit him, his tall body remaining motionless, only reaching out to protect her stomach, his voice hoarse.
"I'm sorry, Wanwan, you're pregnant. Don't be too sad."
Qingning leaned against Huo Shenyuan's chest, sobbing.
"Xiaoya, you won't die, right?"
"She had just become famous, how could she die like this?"
"The earrings I gave her last time had a small agate stone on them... I was just worried about her... I don't know if she's wearing them or not. She fell into the water while filming, so I know she's afraid of water."
Qingning sobbed.
"Are they blue earrings?" Lu Qinglin suddenly asked.
He remembers.
He saw it.
When he accompanied her back, he sat next to her and noticed a blue earring on her left ear, as well as an old bracelet.
She only wore these two pieces of jewelry, and they were incredibly simple and elegant.
“Yes, that’s right.” Qingning nodded vigorously.
She suddenly realized something, and her face turned pale.
"It's over, Xiaoya might have been washed ashore."
If the search and rescue team hadn't been able to stop her in time, given the speed of the river's current, she would likely have been swept into the sea long ago.
Huo Shenyuan immediately said, "We'll send people to search the waters near Suzhou."
These words gave a glimmer of hope to everyone present who was on the verge of despair.
...
The next day, Yan Jin took the photo album containing all of Tang Xiaoya's smiles and went straight back to Qingcheng.
After the plane landed, he went straight home.
As soon as I stepped into the villa, Aunt Chen hurriedly came to greet me, her face showing a hint of something she wanted to say but couldn't.
"Sir, you're back."
"On the afternoon you left, someone delivered a package."
Aunt Chen's voice was cautious.
"I saw that the package was sent to Ms. Tang, so... I just put it in your room."
Yan Jin's heart skipped a beat.
Tang Xiaoya?
What did she send?
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he managed to squeeze out only one word.
"good."
He hurried upstairs, still clutching the photo album tightly in his hand.
Push open the door to the master bedroom.
The room was dark and oppressive, with the curtains drawn.
At a glance, he spotted the huge square cardboard box on the dressing table.
The three delicate characters in the sender's field struck his eyes hard.
Tang Xiaoya.
The date the package was sent was the day she left Qingcheng.
This is... something she sent back to him the day she left?
He quickly opened the box.
What was inside made him freeze in his tracks.
They were exquisite velvet boxes.
All the jewelry he gave her.
He remembers every single one.
The first time I took her to a banquet, I took a picture of "Heart of the Deep Sea".
When filming wrapped on her first drama, she specially commissioned a pink diamond necklace.
When she won Best Supporting Actress, she was given a rare tourmaline from Raiba.
...
There are seven sets of jewelry in total, each piece of which is priceless, with a total value exceeding nine figures.
At this moment, they were neatly stacked in boxes, each box intact, without even a trace of having been worn.
The date of receipt was also marked on the box with a sticky note.
The handwriting is hers.
Clear and calm, as if she were handing over an object that had nothing to do with her.
He felt a tightness and pain in his chest, and continued to roll over.
A black bank card.
That was the bill he gave her for pocket money; she hardly ever touched the money in it.
There's also a check.
The check was pressed under the card, the numbers on it glaringly obvious.
Fifty million.
It was the one her father threw at her to humiliate her.
He thought she would tear it up, but to his surprise, she returned it intact.
He continued scrolling down.
At the bottom of the box were two envelopes.
One of them was thick and somewhat bulging.
He opened it, and inside was a neat stack of cash.
No more, no less, exactly one thousand yuan.
He was stunned.
What does "one thousand yuan" mean?
He racked his brains and finally remembered.
Back in Haicheng, there was a chubby little girl squatting by the roadside with a sign around her neck that said she had lost her wallet and needed 100 yuan for a bus ticket and food. So she asked the driver for 1,000 yuan in cash.
So, that girl is Tang Xiaoya?
He was shocked; so this was her ulterior motive.
Finally, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably as he opened the envelope.
Inside, there was only a thin sheet of paper.
The first thing I saw was that familiar, delicate handwriting.
"Yan Jin,"
"Thank you for the meal you gave me back then. I'm repaying you with my own life."
"I thought that as long as I tried hard enough, I could win your heart, but I never expected that I would be kicked out in the end."
"I'm sorry I couldn't stand firmly by your side, and you suffered such a serious injury, but the whip on you caused me excruciating pain."
"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to become famous, thank you for the fine clothes and delicacies you provide, thank you for your romantic encounters."
"The beauty you gave me is etched into my life. Whether it was at the dazzling resort, under the stars at Luoyan Mountain, or on the waterbed at the Los Hotel, I truly had you."
"I have no regrets in this life."
"A lifetime is too long, too extravagant, I don't want to expect anything more."
"I wish you and Miss Si happiness, take care."
The signature consisted of three characters.
Tang Xiaoya.
The few lines of text, each word a sharp blade, precisely pierced his heart.
This was her farewell letter; little did she know, it would be their final goodbye.
It turns out that she approached him only to repay the kindness of a meal she had once given him.
But what about him?
What did he do?
He actually questioned whether she only loved his money!
He humiliated her with the most vicious words, trampling her pitiful love underfoot and crushing it to pieces!
He deserves to die!
He's a complete bastard!
A drop of scalding liquid hit the back of my hand.
Then, the second drop, the third drop...
"Tang Xiaoya, how cruel you are..."
"Baby, come back."
"Baby, I miss you so much."
"Baby...don't leave me..."
He raised his hand and covered his eyes, trying to hide his disheveled state.
But tears of regret flowed uncontrollably from between his fingers, impossible to stop.
At this moment, his mind was filled with her face.
There was her joy as she watched the sunset at Luoyan Mountain; there was her seductive demeanor as he pressed her down on the waterbed, crying and begging for mercy.
There is the sadness of her silent weeping when he misunderstood her; there is her majestic and heroic figure on the film set.
Every Tang Xiaoya is deeply engraved in his heart, and cannot be driven away.
He suddenly laughed.
He first chuckled softly, his shoulders shrugging.
Then, the laughter grew louder, more frantic, and more desperate.
I was laughing while tears were streaming down my face.
Regret and pain were like invisible giant hands, gripping his heart tightly, making even breathing painful.
He lost his Xiaoya forever.
Finally, he lay on the cold floor, his eyes closed, and the world went dark...
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