Night, like a vast piece of silk, gently draped the courtyard where Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen lived. Moonlight, like water, filtered through the mottled leaves, casting fragments of silvery light across the ground, like fragments of a dreamy galaxy scattered across the world. In the courtyard, Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen sat together on an ancient stone bench, weathered by time, yet still firmly bearing their weight, as if silently telling the story of their journey.
A gentle breeze blew by, carrying the rich fragrance of the flowers blooming in the courtyard, lingering around the two of them. Jiang Zhi's hair fluttered in the wind, and a few strands of hair playfully brushed against Shen Qingchen's cheek, causing him to look sideways slightly. He raised his hand and gently tucked the strand of hair behind Jiang Zhi's ear. His fingers inadvertently touched her earlobe, bringing a hint of warmth, just like their love at the moment, warming his heart.
Jiang Zhi tilted her head back slightly, gazing at the boundless night sky. The stars twinkled like eyes, witnessing their past. Her thoughts drifted away, and the hardships and difficulties she had experienced unfolded in her mind like a series of pictures.
New to the city, Jiang Zhi is obsessed with revenge for Tang Junxi. Like a lone traveler groping in the darkness, the path ahead is uncertain yet unwavering. She treasures every clue that might lead to the truth, even if it means navigating the city's darkest and most dangerous corners. Those intricate streets and alleys hold countless hidden secrets. She's been followed through mean alleys late at night and trapped in abandoned factories, but she's relied on her wits and tenacity to escape danger time and time again.
Shen Qingchen, a stern CEO at the pinnacle of business, was accustomed to the scheming and deceit of the business world, his heart closed. But ever since meeting Jiang Zhi, her unique aura has become like a ray of light, illuminating the deepest recesses of his heart. His pursuit is passionate and sincere. Every bouquet he sends is carefully selected, every love letter he writes is filled with deep affection, and the romantic encounters he creates are the webs of love he carefully weaves.
However, fate always seems to play tricks on them. Just when happiness was about to dawn, Jiang Yao's appearance was like a sudden storm, shattering everything. To protect Jiang Zhi, Shen Qingchen was forced to act against his will. At the moment of divorce, his heart felt like it was torn into countless pieces. Seeing the pain and confusion in Jiang Zhi's eyes, he could only bury the truth deep in his heart and bear it alone.
Jiang Zhi, too, suffered immense pain. The burden of revenge was still unrelieved, and betrayal from her lover shattered her world. But her inherent resilience kept her from collapsing. She raised her child alone, fighting to survive the pursuit of a mysterious organization. During childbirth, without her lover by her side, surrounded by endless danger, she gritted her teeth, relying on her medical skills to navigate the brink of life and death, welcoming the cries of a newborn.
After his divorce, Chen Qingchen remained the ruthless business leader, but only he knew that every quiet night, longing washed over him like a tide. He secretly watched Jiang Zhi's every move, watching her fight for survival and her child, filled with regret and admiration. He began to try every possible way to make amends, sending gifts, apologizing, and quietly solving her problems. Despite repeated setbacks, he never considered giving up.
Recalling this, a thin layer of tears welled up in Jiang Zhi's eyes, sparkling in the moonlight. Shen Qingchen hugged her tighter, as if to use his arms to dispel all her sadness.
"Child, you suffered a lot during those days." Shen Qingchen's voice was low and hoarse, with endless self-blame and heartache.
Jiang Zhi shook his head gently, a faint smile on his lips, "Qingchen, if it weren't for those hardships, how could we cherish our current happiness so much. Every setback is like a test of fate, making our love more pure and indestructible."
Shen Qingchen slightly let go of Jiang Zhi, holding her shoulders with both hands, staring deeply into her eyes, the deep affection in her eyes seemed to drown her, "You are right, our love is the true gold tempered in the fire. From now on, no matter what kind of storm we face, I will never let you suffer the slightest harm."
Jiang Zhi raised her hand and gently covered Shen Qingchen's hand, feeling the warmth of his palm. "I believe in you, Qingchen. Just like when we were surrounded by enemies, we stood back to back, supporting each other. I know that as long as you are with me, I have the courage to face everything."
Their eyes met, and it was as if electricity flowed in the air, the spark of their love dancing. At this moment, the melodious sound of a piano came from the distance, as if someone was playing a hymn for their love in this quiet night.
Jiang Zhi leaned on Shen Qingchen's shoulder and whispered, "Qingchen, do you still remember the first time we walked hand in hand in the park? At that time, I was full of defense, but your hand was so warm, step by step, slowly melting the ice in my heart."
Shen Qingchen raised a gentle arc at the corner of his mouth, "How could I not remember that the sunset that day was particularly beautiful, and the afterglow fell on your face. I looked at you and thought in my heart that I must never let you slip away from me in this life."
"And that time, when I was sick and bedridden, you stayed by my bedside, sleepless nights, and personally made medicine and porridge for me, feeding me mouthful by mouthful. At that time, I knew that you were the person I could rely on in this life." Jiang Zhi's voice was a little choked, and those warm details shone like pearls in her memory.
Shen Qingchen gently stroked Jiang Zhi's long hair, "You are the one I hold dear to my heart, and I cannot bear to see you suffer even a little. Now, we have gone through so many hardships, and the days ahead will only be sweet."
The flowers in the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, as if nodding in approval of their conversation. Jiang Zhi sat up straight and looked at Shen Qingchen with a firm gaze, "Qingchen, our love story doesn't just belong to the two of us. It is a kind of strength that I hope to pass on to more people. Let them know that no matter how great the difficulties are, true love can overcome everything."
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