Chapter 469 Breaking Off with the Prime Minister (Part 2)
"Zhuozhuo, why?" After a long while, Chang Hui finally found his voice. "Although the shop is gone, I can support you. Believe me. I——"
"I know." Erya looked up at him, her eyes clear and trusting. "Chang Hui, I believe you. I always believe in my own judgment and know that you are the best man."
The corners of her lips curled up, and she raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear. Her smile was filled with pride. "But I also think I'm the best girl. If nothing had happened to my father, being with you would be the best future I can imagine."
How high-spirited she was a month ago?
The parents are loving, the family is harmonious and the business is thriving, the person you love is right within reach... Unfortunately, everything has become a bubble.
"Zhuozhuo——" Chang Hui's throat rolled violently and he was choked and unable to speak.
He felt something slipping irretrievably from his fingertips.
He clearly felt that something precious was slipping away rapidly through his fingers. He tried in vain to hold on tighter, but he knew that he was powerless to save it.
Because he knows Erya's character too well.
Be decisive and resolute, and stick to your words.
She was not discussing with herself now, but telling herself a result that had already been decided.
"Chang Hui, I'm actually very sad to tell you that we're breaking up. But I have my own pride. I want to be with you because we both have backgrounds that others look down upon, and we both carry a pride that others despise, and we both want to prove ourselves through our own efforts."
They are the same kind of people.
So they will understand each other and keep each other warm.
"Chang Hui, you're better than I thought." Erya lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes damp with moisture. "You're practical and thoughtful, attentive and considerate, hardworking and progressive... unlike me, who's always pushy, impatient, and irritable..."
Chang Hui has always been very tolerant of her.
Chang Hui's tolerance and appreciation are the deepest warmth in her heart.
She never said it out loud, but she always longed for a "love-brained" man who would cherish her like a treasure.
Chang Hui is better than she expected.
Others may say whether someone is worthy of you or not, but who knows better than yourself whether that person is right for you?
"Zhuozhuo, don't talk about yourself like that."
"That's just who I am." Erya smiled. "You are willing to tolerate me, so I am not picky. Chang Hui, although I don't want to continue with you, I want to tell you clearly that you have done nothing wrong. You are very good."
"It's just," she laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm just not that lucky. Chang Hui, I've decided to follow my parents to Qiongzhou."
Love is hard to overcome.
Rather than letting love be worn away by resentment in the future, it is better to end it when you love each other the most.
"Zhuozhuo, I'll go with you." Chang Hui said excitedly, "I can accompany you."
"I knew you would do this. If we were already married, I would definitely stick with you." Erya smiled until tears fell. "But Changhui, you have parents. As long as your parents are still alive, you won't travel far away. I can't bear to leave my own parents, so I can't be so selfish as to ask you to leave them."
She sniffed. "Besides, what kind of business would you do in a place like Qiongzhou? It would be like all the things you've painstakingly studied for over a decade are completely useless."
No matter how selfish she is, she cannot drag the person she loves into the abyss, making him unfilial and unjust, and making his ambitions unfulfilled.
She could almost foresee that Chang Hui would live in pain and regret in the future.
"Chang Hui, I really want to marry you." Erya's eyes pierced through him, as if she saw the shattered illusion. "I want to support each other with you and build a career together. When I was little, I always wanted to marry a rich man, but later I realized that all I wanted was someone who was my equal and could walk shoulder to shoulder with me."
Others may think that she is young and naive and treats emotions as a joke.
In fact, it is not.
She is very serious, so serious that she has even outlined every detail of the future clearly.
It’s a pity that we can’t escape the saying “fate plays tricks on us”.
Erya looked outside. Shopkeeper Chang was pretending to use an abacus, but his eyes kept looking over here.
Maybe he was afraid that I would kidnap his son.
Erya smiled and shook her head at him.
She won't.
Shopkeeper Chang felt a little embarrassed and lowered his head pretending to be busy.
Chang Hui listened to Erya clearly and calmly analyzing her feelings, their past, and the crushed longings. Every word was like a red-hot iron, burning his heart.
The words "I really want to marry you" made his internal organs ache.
When Erya turned her gaze outside and looked at her father, Chang Hui subconsciously followed her gaze.
Seeing his father's cautious gaze filled with worry and a hint of subtle vigilance, Chang Hui felt a huge, cold feeling of powerlessness instantly gripping him, freezing all his impulses and passion.
"Zhuozhuo..." He spoke again, but his voice was as if it had been sanded, extremely hoarse and with a dryness that was almost desperate.
He suddenly lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turned pale from the force, veins on the back of his hands were knotted, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
He tried to say something else, wanted to refute, wanted to keep her, wanted to shout desperately "I'll go with you!", but his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and he couldn't utter a single decent syllable.
Arya's words were like a precise scalpel, dissecting all his possible struggles.
Erya looked at him with eyes washed with water, "Chang Hui, I tell you this frankly because I don't want you to think of our past and deny yourself. I also don't want you to deny me."
"Yes, many people think that people like us who come from humble backgrounds are eager to pursue fame and fortune and will change our faces. But it's not true. We want money and want to be the best, but we also want feelings. We are also good people." Arya continued.
"Chang Hui, you're doing well, and so am I. We'll both be getting better and better in the future." She pretended to be relaxed. "Who knows, maybe after I go to Qiongzhou with my parents, I'll discover some new business opportunities! We both need to live like human beings and be well!"
Be happy together and be honest with each other.
After separation, don't hold grudges against each other and still wish each other well.
Because they have both given their all to each other and no one has let the other down.
"We need to keep in touch in the future. If I encounter something I don't know, I will ask you as my master for help." Erya's lips dimpled slightly.
But the tears in her eyes kept welling up.
Under Arya's tearful and expectant gaze, Chang Hui felt as if his soul had been pulled out, leaving only his body moving up and down with difficulty and numbness - he nodded.
"In the future, I will marry a good wife, have children, expand my business, and become the most famous shopkeeper in the capital!"
Chang Hui spoke with difficulty: "Zhuozhuo, you want everything to be safe and smooth."
"Yeah." Erya nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling, "Chang Hui, we will all be fine."
Thank you for loving me once.
It was short and ordinary, but it was a splendor deep in my memory.
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