Jiang Zhi stood by the small window, gazing at the rising sun. The soft light shone on her face, but it couldn't dispel the confusion and worry deep in her eyes. The child slept peacefully in a cradle beside her. The child's even breathing was the only sound in the silent room, bringing a small comfort to Jiang Zhi's heart.
Recalling every moment she had spent with Chen Qingchen, those beautiful memories played out in her mind like a movie. Their first encounter, his deep, ardent gaze, seemed to see through the weakness and loneliness beneath her tough exterior. From that moment on, it was like a stone dropped into the lake of her heart, sending ripples through it. They strolled together on the moonlit beach, the sand soft and warm beneath their feet, the waves gently lapping against the shore, making a melodious sound. They shared their dreams and aspirations, and the wind at that time was sweet.
Married life was filled with warmth and sweetness. Every morning, sunlight filtered through the slits in the curtains onto the bed, and Shen Qingchen would gently kiss her forehead to wake her. They would prepare breakfast together in the kitchen, their occasional little fights, flour staining each other's cheeks, only to be rewarded with laughter. Those lazy afternoons spent together cuddling on the sofa watching TV, his arms tightly wrapped around her, making her feel incredibly safe.
Yet, the pain of divorce lay like a deep scar in her heart. The moment Shen Qingchen filed for divorce, she felt as if her entire world had collapsed. Her trust, her dependence, had been ruthlessly shattered in that instant. She had cried alone countless nights, her tears soaking her pillow, her heart filled with resentment and confusion towards him. She couldn't understand why the vows they had made to each other had been so fragile, why he had given up on their relationship so easily.
Now she understood his difficulties, but the pain wouldn't dissipate easily. She worried that accepting him again would lead to repeating the same mistakes. She feared her child would be hurt by their emotional upheaval. She looked at the child in the cradle, its tender little face like the purest angel. She silently vowed to give her child a stable and happy upbringing.
Jiang Zhi knew she was no longer the innocent girl she once was. Having endured so many hardships and challenges, she had become strong and independent. She had learned to face danger alone and find a way out of difficult situations. Her medical skills had become more refined through constant practice, and her agility was enough to protect herself and those around her. She had built her own career, and despite the hardships, she had taken each step firmly and powerfully.
She began to wonder what their lives would be like if she accepted Shen Qingchen back. Could he truly make up for the hurt he had caused her? Could they rebuild that trust and tacit understanding? She didn't know the answer, and could only weigh the pros and cons in this long period of contemplation.
She recalled her experiences on the battlefield, where she had always made decisive decisions when faced with life or death. But now, when it came to her feelings, she was so hesitant. She realized that love, unlike war, had no clear enemy or fixed tactics. It was more of an inner feeling, a mixture of hope and worry for the future.
Jiang Zhi paced slowly across the room, her steps light yet heavy. She pondered Shen Qingchen's character. His intelligence and ruthlessness were powerful in the business world, but they had also left her hurt in love. She had never doubted his deep affection, but so what? Even a single betrayal, even with its own reasons, was enough to leave her with lingering fears.
She thought about her future plans again. If Shen Qingchen was not there, she could focus on her career development, raise her children into outstanding talents, and live her life in her own way. But she also knew that there would always be a regret in her heart, the regret of having loved deeply.
She couldn't help but ask herself, what exactly is love? Is it reckless companionship, or letting go in the face of difficulties? Is it the sweet memories of the past, or the shared expectations of the future? She couldn't find a clear answer.
Jiang Zhi walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and began to draw casually on the paper. She drew herself, Shen Qingchen, and the child, trying to sort out the relationship between them in this way. Looking at the patterns on the paper, her thoughts became even more confused. She crumpled the paper, threw it into the trash can, and fell into deep thought again.
She began to recall the relationship experiences of her friends, some of which were happy and some of which ended in separation. She tried to find some inspiration from their stories, but everyone's relationship is unique, so how could she simply learn from them?
Jiang Zhi knew that no matter what decision she made, it would change the fate of her, Shen Qingchen, and their child. She couldn't be careless, nor could she escape. She had to bravely face her heart and find the answer that best suited them.
During this protracted period of deliberation, Jiang Zhi sometimes frowned, sometimes sighed softly. Her heart struggled between pain and anticipation, torn between the past and the future. She didn't know how much longer she would have to ponder, nor what the final outcome would be. But she knew this decision had to be hers, for it was her life, her love, her future.
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