Chapter 162
She slept too late last night, and after he left she slept until almost ten o'clock.
I woke up in a daze and went to wash my face, only then I realized I was wearing a shiny ring on my hand.
With tears on her face, she looked at the pink ring on her hand in disbelief.
Was this a dream? Where did the ring come from? She stared blankly at the ring on her hand. The water droplets on it made it shine even brighter. It was as if she was trapped in a dream from long ago, far away and fleeting.
She didn't wash her face again until the water on her face was almost dry and then she got ready.
He also wanted her to go choose a ring, but she kept refusing. He was also very curious about why she didn't want to go.
Not long after she wore the ring, she died. It was just like her life, where good days were only a few days long, like a fleeting flash in the pan, and when the best time came, it was time to wither.
When he loved her the most, she died, and he no longer loved her, so their relationship came to an abrupt end.
She looked at the ring on her hand. She really liked it. It was so big, so shiny and so beautiful, but it was too beautiful and seemed too unreal, as if she didn't deserve it at all.
That day, the ring disturbed her mood. She was full of random thoughts and could not do anything. She could not calm down.
She had planted a room on this floor full of white bulbs. She felt bulbs were meant for winter, and since there were so many empty rooms, she had plenty of space to plant more.
Now is the time when flowers are in full bloom. The whole room is white and exudes various cool floral scents.
Snow-white hyacinths, tuberoses, amaryllis, tulips, daffodils...
She had her hair loose and wore a snow-white long dress. She sat in the snow-white flowers. Her whole body became a part of the snow-white. The pink ring on her hand emitted a sparkling light.
She hugged her knees with her arms and wished she were as clean as these flowers.
When she decided to do as they said, she knew her life was over. Even if she met someone she liked in the future, how could she face the prospect of another relationship? Success or failure, she would ultimately be a useless person.
The beginning of her relationship with him was stress-free. She loved it after the first time, as it allowed her to temporarily forget the pain and feel satisfied and released. But what happened next was no longer under her control. The more time went on, the more she cared about the past and the more she felt unclean.
He will definitely regret it in the end, because she is not worthy of him investing so much emotion in her.
When he went back at night, he saw her lying sick in bed. He wondered if she had finally realized something, but that didn't seem to be the case.
When she saw him coming back, she said, "You said you didn't want it, why did you buy such an expensive thing?"
"Don't you like it?"
"No, it looks good, but it's too big. It's too conspicuous when I wear it."
He took her hand, and the sparkling ring on her delicate finger was a real delight to the eyes. Suddenly, he felt a sense of déjà vu.
She stretched out her arms and put them around his neck and said, "You don't have to be so nice to me, as long as you never forget me."
This made him feel at a loss. This little guy was so easily satisfied.
If it were someone else's family, someone as busy as him, not coming home every other day, and having a wife at home, who knows what would happen. She actually thought this was fine. What a pitiful girl.
Soon her sad thoughts dispelled, and he being by her side allowed her to forget those things temporarily.
Looking at the ring on her hand, she was also puzzled. Why would he give her an identical ring? Not only did he secretly measure her finger at some point, but he also didn't know what the style was.
Judging from past experience, she certainly wouldn't overthink it. Among her stack of hand-painted postcards was this sparkling ring, and it looked like she really liked it. There was a smudged tear in the background, as if she had been crying while drawing it.
It was all a coincidence. When someone asked, they found out that the jewelry store happened to have such a big pink diamond.
Seeing that she had recovered as usual, he stroked her hair and arm and said, "Why don't you go play mahjong with them."
"No, that would make me look like a nouveau riche, too conspicuous."
She was the only one without a diamond ring, and they didn't even look at her when they talked about it. If she wore this out, she would definitely be hated. But she also wanted to see their expressions, and she smiled wickedly in her heart.
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