Window words bloom
Sunset Club.
A warm golden crystal chandelier hangs down, illuminating the entire clubhouse with dazzling brilliance.
The floor is paved with black and white marble tiles, with natural and smooth textures that gleam softly under the lights.
Qiao Yu came once before, and there were many people there. But today, there are very few people.
Xida followed Qiao Yu up to the second floor.
In the corner, a black grand piano gleams with an elegant sheen, adding an artistic touch to the space, yet it seems out of place in such a decadent setting.
On the second floor, a few dim wall lamps cast a soft glow. The two walked on the soft carpet, their footsteps gently swallowed by the thick plush.
The carved gate was open not far away, and Lin Yi, dressed in a black halter-neck satin dress and high heels, came out to greet them.
"Qiaoqiao, you're here?"
Qiao Yu greeted Lin Yi and accepted the gift prepared for her from Xi Da. "Happy birthday."
Lin Yi's lips stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment, then she smiled and thanked her. After saying that, she pulled Qiao Yu inside and asked her a question. Knowing that Qiao Yu was her assistant, Lin Yi didn't say anything more.
Lin Yiyue's group is small, mostly composed of familiar faces from the entertainment industry, with only a few unfamiliar ones occasionally.
Qiao Yu was not good at socializing. After being introduced to people by Lin Yi, she sat in a corner and quietly enjoyed her sweet wine.
Xida raised her glass and leaned closer, "Qiaoqiao, this is your favorite sweet wine."
Qiao Yu nodded, "Perhaps Lin Yi likes it too, so I prepared it..."
After a while, Lin Yi shook off the flattery of some people and came to Qiao Yu's side, her gaze indifferent: "Qiao Qiao, my dress is dirty, could you... come with me to change it?"
Qiao Yu was taken aback. She had an assistant, so why didn't she let her assistant accompany her?
Seeing Qiao Yu's hesitation, Lin Yi warmly grasped her hand: "Well... that dress was a gift from him. He'll be here soon, so I wanted you to take a look."
When Lin Yi said that, Qiao Yu understood. It turned out that Lin Yi was her first love. Qiao Yu had no choice but to accompany Lin Yi to the suite to change clothes.
Xida shouldn't follow anymore.
Lin Yi swiped her card to enter the suite. The overhead light shone brightly, and soothing jazz music and a faint scent of gardenias filled the room.
Outside the window, a torrential downpour began, relentlessly pounding against the clubhouse's floor-to-ceiling windows.
Large raindrops pelted down with a pattering sound.
Lightning flashed like silver snakes, tearing through the dark sky and briefly illuminating the twisted branches in the rain, which swayed wildly in the gale.
The thunder roared, making the glass tremble slightly.
Lin Yi led Qiao Yu toward the master bedroom. After hesitating for a few steps, she stopped and turned around, her eyes slightly reddening.
Qiao Yu frowned: "Lin Yi, what's wrong?"
Lin Yi pursed her lips, forcing back the bitterness in her heart, "It's okay, I just remembered that my cosmetics are in another bedroom, I'll go get them."
Qiao Yu didn't think much of it and pointed to the restroom next to her: "Okay, then I'll go to the restroom."
Lin Yi turned back, and Qiao Yu went into the guest bathroom.
A short while later, the sound of a door opening and closing came from the quiet suite.
Qiao Yu's heart tightened; she still vividly remembered what had happened.
She gripped her phone tightly and carefully walked out of the bathroom.
In the living room, a man, his body wrapped in a black shirt and his legs tucked into suit trousers, held a half-empty glass of whiskey and looked out at the raging storm.
Qiao Yu never expected it to be Gu Yunshen.
Hearing her movement, Gu Yun Shen turned around, his dark eyes as suppressed as the storm outside the window, revealing a hint of coldness.
He had no doubt whatsoever when she suddenly appeared.
Qiao Yu wondered to herself, but put on a perfunctory smile: "What's President Gu doing here?"
Gu Yun Shen slowly approached her, "Let's talk."
Qiao Yu frowned: "What are you talking about?"
"Let's talk about Ling Chuanye's first love, your first love."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yu's face fell inch by inch. She hadn't expected Gu Yunshen to know all this, and she stopped being perfunctory: "You already know, so what's there to talk about?"
Seeing that she had given up even the perfunctory reply, Gu Yunshen's face darkened further. He strode over angrily and slammed the glass in his hand onto the bar, causing the golden liquid to slosh and spill.
He snatched her phone and threw it with all his might, shattering it into pieces.
Qiao Yu was startled, her blood seemed to boil and then freeze instantly, and her face turned deathly pale. "Gu Yun Shen, what are you going to do?"
Gu Yun Shen slowly gripped the wine glass again, his knuckles turning white, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, and he tilted his head back to drink the strong liquor in one gulp.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, he smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground again, and the sound of shattering glass instantly echoed throughout the room.
"Gu Yun..." Before the words were finished.
Gu Yun Shen grabbed Qiao Yu tightly, pulling her close, causing her to tremble. "Gu Yun Shen, let go of me..."
His voice was hoarse: "Why? Why should it be him, Ling Chuan, too..."
His eyes were bloodshot as he held her tightly in front of him, confronting her stubbornness and her unyielding spirit.
He gritted his teeth and lowered his head to kiss her.
"Let me go... let me go..."
Despite Qiao Yu's desperate struggles and cries, Gu Yun Shen continued to kiss her haphazardly.
"Gu Yun Shen, let me go, don't make me hate you..."
Qiao Yu pleaded with him to let go, her voice hoarse with tears and her eyes red, but Gu Yun Shen's cold, mocking laughter rang in her ears: "Then hate me, hate that at least you still have me in your heart..."
Qiao Yu was pinned against the bar by the man, his hot breath, carrying the pungent smell of whiskey, spraying onto her face, which was flushed with anger...
That night three years ago, frame by frame, played before my eyes: in the darkness, on the bed, someone was waiting, chasing her...
Qiao Yu tasted the saltiness of her own tears on her lips. She screamed until she was hoarse, her sobs breaking into choked sobs...
The people in front of me gradually blurred, and the sounds around me slowly faded away.
With a loud bang, the door was forced open. Amidst the noise and chaos, Qiao Yu heard Ling Chuan anxiously calling her, "Qiao Qiao..."
In a daze, she saw Ling Chuan running over with red eyes, kicking Gu Yun Shen away and holding her tightly in his arms.
Cool tears dripped down her face. She wanted to reach out and hug him, but she had no strength at all. Her whole body felt like a deflated balloon, and she just wanted to fall asleep.
In the dim light, she heard Ling Chuan calling her name again, telling her not to sleep. Everything before her eyes became blurry again, and everything around her gradually became silent.
It feels like we've gone back to many years ago.
Everything fell silent again.
She was six years old that year, and her once happy family fell apart overnight.
My father is in arrears on construction payments and has accumulated a huge debt. My mother wants a divorce from him.
Inside the living room, the sounds of commotion and breaking things mingled together, creating a scene of utter chaos.
Little Qiao Yu hid under the dining table, covering her mouth tightly, afraid to cry out loud, lest her father hear her crying and scold her for mourning someone.
It wasn't until her father raised his hand and swung it, knocking her mother to the ground, that Xiao Qiaoyu ran out from under the dining table crying and grabbing her father, begging him not to hit her mother.
Enraged, the man disregarded everything and slapped Xiao Qiaoyu hard across the face, sending her flying.
The moment she fell, she heard her mother crying and calling her name, and warm liquid flowed from her ear.
Since then, voices have become increasingly rare for her.
A few months later, she overheard her neighbors discussing how a man named Qiao Wei had committed suicide by jumping off a building.
She ran to ask her mother, who, with tears in her eyes, simply said, "Never mention him."
At that moment, Xiao Qiaoyu knew that she no longer had a father.
My ears went silent again.
After that, Wang Yingxuan sent her back to her maternal grandmother's house, while she went on a long trip, sending money back every month. Her maternal grandmother would also take her for regular check-ups, while Wang Yingxuan would only come back once every few years.
......
Inside the hospital, the pungent smell of disinfectant filled her nostrils, and the cold white light stung Qiao Yu's tightly closed eyes.
"Three years ago, the same thing happened. Gu Yun Shen saved Qiao Qiao, which is why she stayed at Canyu Entertainment. I never expected..."
"It's all my fault, I didn't keep a close eye on Qiaoqiao..."
Yang Yuxi and Da Da stood by Qiao Yu's bedside, wiping away tears with red eyes.
Ling Chuan also held Qiao Yu's pale hands tightly on the hospital bed and buried his head in his arms.
In a hoarse voice, she said, "I understand. You can all leave now. I'll stay with her..."
The ward fell silent again, and Ling Chuan slowly raised his head. There were traces of a fight on the corners of his eyes and lips, with large bruises.
His eyes were red and swollen. When he heard the doctor say that Qiao Yu might never hear again, he felt his heart almost stop beating.
He took a deep breath to rouse himself. He had seen her when she was deaf. The year she finished her senior year of high school, her grandmother passed away, and she also shut herself off for a time, becoming silent and no longer speaking.
But later, she got better, and Lingchuan believed that she would recover.
Ling Chuan, suppressing the stinging sensation in his nose, lowered his gaze and gently kissed Qiao Yu's hand. "Qiao Qiao, I haven't heard you call me A Ye yet..."
.
One day later.
The rumors about Gu Yunshen and the popular actress Lin Yi have become common knowledge.
Entertainment reporters captured the two behaving intimately as they left the club, and Gu Yun Shen's face was covered in bruises, leading to much speculation among netizens.
When rivals meet, they start fighting.
Lin Yi also publicly expressed her love on Weibo, showing a picture of her holding hands with Gu Yun Shen.
The next day, their Weibo posts were once again publicly refuted.
Photos of Gu Yun Shen in an ambiguous relationship with a popular model have surfaced online, including photos of him kissing a blonde woman on a cruise ship.
Lin Yi was also photographed going in and out of nightclubs with a male friend at night, and walking into a hotel together while drunk.
The couple's relationship, which was revealed the day before, was quickly debunked by netizens who said they were just a fake couple.
As Canyu's stock price plummeted, Lin Yi's image as a pure and innocent young actress instantly collapsed.
......
Two days later, late at night.
This is the second day after Qiao Yu was discharged from the hospital.
The room was pitch black and completely silent.
A gap appeared between the heavy curtains, and from a distance, a faint light could be seen still on in Ling Chuan's living room.
Qiao Yu sat helplessly against the headboard in the dim light, a faint glimmer of light reflected in her eyes.
I can't hear it anymore, I'll never hear it again.
Her world fell silent once again.
The pressure in her chest made it hard for her to breathe. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't even hear her own cries.
A wave of soreness welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision and the distant glow of the lamp.
She covered her face, her body trembling as she sobbed silently. Finally, she buried her face in her arms, tears streaming down her face, as if her heart was being torn apart.
Five years have passed, and just as things were getting good for her and Ling Chuan, it was about to end.
After crying for a long time, Qiao Yu straightened up again with all her might, tears wetting her cheeks and damp strands of hair sticking to her forehead.
The light not far away is still on...
The next day.
Before dawn, Qiao Yu left alone with her suitcase.
I returned to Yun County.
When Xida entered Qiaoyu's room, the clean and tidy environment instantly made her throat feel sore.
There was a letter and an exquisite gift box on the bed.
The letter was addressed to Yang Yuxi.
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