Jiang Zhi stood there, her heart like a sea that had been swept by a fierce storm and gradually returned to a calm state. She looked at Shen Qingchen, the man who had always been as persistent as the warm sun shining on her. The emotions that she had suppressed deep in her heart began to surge out like a flood with a valve opened.
Memories flooded back like a tide, and every moment she'd spent with Chen Qingchen flashed through her mind. From his passionate and direct pursuit at the beginning, to the gorgeous flowers that appeared before her eyes every day, each bouquet a reflection of his ardent heart. The affectionate words written on the card within the bouquet, which she'd initially glanced at and set aside, had a magical power, unknowingly etched on her heart. And then there were the romantic encounters he'd meticulously orchestrated, whether they were casual encounters on the street or sudden appearances when she was in trouble. He was like an omnipresent guardian, always there when she needed him most.
Jiang Zhi still remembered the time when she was harassed by gangsters. Those gangsters had fierce faces and spit out foul language from their mouths, which made her feel extremely disgusted and afraid. Just when she thought she might meet with an accident, Shen Qingchen came like a heroic knight. His movements were clean and neat, and every move was full of power and confidence. In just a few moves, he beat those gangsters to a pulp. At that moment, he seemed to emit a dazzling light in Jiang Zhi's eyes. Then they came to the beautiful garden, where the blooming flowers were colorful and the fragrance filled the air. They walked side by side among the flowers, Shen Qingchen's gentle gaze always stayed on her. That feeling made Jiang Zhi's heart throb for the first time.
And that time when she was sick, Jiang Zhi lay alone in her simple home, enveloped by physical discomfort and inner loneliness. And Shen Qingchen suddenly appeared before her like a warm spring breeze. His eyes were full of worry and concern, without a trace of disgust. He carefully cooked porridge for her, simmering slowly over a low fire, and the fragrance of rice filled the room. He gently lifted Jiang Zhi up and fed her medicine spoonful by spoonful, his focused expression causing ripples in Jiang Zhi's heart.
During those countless days when she toiled alone for revenge, Shen Qingchen, knowing her heart wasn't set on romance, remained by her side. When she felt frustrated on the streets after her leads were cut short, Shen Qingchen would quietly offer her a cup of hot coffee, the warmth of his palms reaching her heart, bringing her a long-lost comfort. When she wept late at night over Tang Junxi's death, Shen Qingchen, though unable to fully understand the pain she felt, remained by her side, offering her silent support with his strong shoulders.
Jiang Zhi knew that the hatred in her heart was like a heavy mountain, weighing her down for a long time. She had always believed that only by avenging Tang Junxi could she find relief. However, the appearance of Shen Qingchen was like a ray of light shining into her dark world. His sincerity, his persistence, and his deep affection gradually melted the iceberg of hatred in her heart.
She recalled the countless times she had rejected him, the flash of disappointment in his eyes, only to be quickly replaced by determination. He never complained, never tried to force her to do anything, simply loving her silently in his own way. This love was pure and passionate, without the slightest impurity.
Now, standing in front of Shen Qingchen, Jiang Zhi felt that the defense line in her heart had finally collapsed completely. Tears flashed in her eyes, which was the release of years of suppressed emotions and a longing for a new life. She slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Shen Qingchen's face, feeling the warmth of his skin, as if to confirm whether all this was real.
Shen Qingchen looked at Jiang Zhi's actions, his heart filled with surprise and emotion. He held Jiang Zhi's hand tightly, as if afraid that she would suddenly disappear. His throat seemed to be choked by something, and thousands of words turned into deep affection in his eyes at this moment.
“Chen Qingchen, I…” Jiang Zhi’s voice was choked. She opened her mouth, but found that she didn’t know what to say for a moment.
"Jiang Zhi, I know, I know everything." Shen Qingchen interrupted her, his voice trembling. He hugged Jiang Zhi tightly in his arms. He had been waiting for this hug for too long. He held her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his body and make her never leave him.
Jiang Zhi leaned in Shen Qingchen's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, which was like the warmest comfort. Her tears soaked Shen Qingchen's clothes. Those tears contained years of pain and struggle, as well as the happiness and emotion of the moment. Her hands slowly wrapped around Shen Qingchen's waist, hugging him tightly, as if hugging her own future happiness.
They embraced each other quietly, as if time had stopped for them. Everything around them no longer mattered, and the world was left with only the two of them. This embrace marked the beginning of their love, and also a farewell to the past. Jiang Zhi knew that accepting Shen Qingchen's feelings did not mean she would forget Tang Junxi or her own mission of revenge. But she knew that on this long road of revenge, she was no longer alone; she had someone to fight alongside her, to share her joys and sorrows.
From this day on, their lives would turn a new page. Jiang Zhi felt an unprecedented sense of relief and anticipation. She knew that the days ahead might still bring many difficulties and challenges, but as long as Shen Qingchen was by her side, she had the courage to face them all. Shen Qingchen felt the same way. He held Jiang Zhi tightly, his heart filled with beautiful visions of the future. He vowed to use all his strength to protect this woman and keep her happy forever.
At that moment, the sun shone down upon them, a heavenly blessing on their love. They were like two travelers who, after enduring hardships, had finally come together, finding a spiritual home in each other's arms. From then on, their love would flourish like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground, brimming with vitality and energy.
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