After saying this, Bai Chuheng left.
If he could, he would want to keep looking at him like this forever, never letting his gaze leave him.
But he couldn't. He hated him, he loathed him, she didn't want to see him...
Moreover, the war between Country R and Country Z has already begun. He is a man, and it is his duty to lead his troops to the front lines and fight for this divinely ordained land.
If he finds out he's on the battlefield, will he be worried?
If he were to die on the battlefield, would he be sad? Would he be heartbroken? Would he cry?
Shen Ye sat at the door, staring blankly at the sycamore tree in the yard. He hadn't heard from Bai Chuheng for a long time; it was as if the man had vanished.
"Bai Chuheng may not be back here for a long time."
Although I don't want to say it, I can't bear to.
"Not coming back? Where did he go?"
Shang Linjun stared intently into Shen Ye's hopeful eyes, scrutinizing them closely. After a long while, he shook his head helplessly.
“He went to the front lines. I didn’t want to tell you, but I couldn’t bear to see you waiting for him every day.”
Shen Ye remained silent, turning to look at the tall sycamore tree. At that moment, he suddenly understood.
It turns out that Bai Chuheng hadn't contacted him all these years not because he didn't love him, but because he wanted to let him go.
At that time, he thought that Bai Chuheng really didn't love him, so why should he love Bai Chuheng?
Forcing myself not to think about it for so many years, only to find in the end that I've never let go, isn't that ridiculous?
He still can't forget him, and he can't stop caring about him.
In 1930, soldiers from the front lines returned intermittently, but Bai Chuheng was nowhere to be seen.
Shen Ye thought that Bai Chuheng would never come back.
He was afraid, afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait for him.
He thought, he longed, even just to see him one more time...
He waited with hope, but ten days passed, a month passed, several months passed, and several years passed, and he still did not wait.
He was almost going crazy. He was secretly resentful. Fine, if he didn't want to come back, then so be it. He wanted to forget her, he wanted to be with Shang Linjun, and truly betray him.
He thought, "That's fair, isn't it?"
The night grew increasingly quiet, a gentle breeze blew, and the tall sycamore trees swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.
Shen Ye wanted to betray Bai Chuheng and wanted him to come back. Shang Linjun knew that his heart had always belonged to Bai Chuheng, and no matter how proactive he was, he could never truly possess him.
"Jinxiu, you're doing this because you want to get revenge on him for abandoning you, right?"
"Yes, I used to hate him, I despised him, I wished he would never appear in front of me again, but now, I just want to see him one more time, just one more time, that would be enough..."
Shang Linjun looked into Shen Ye's eyes, which were filled with all things in the world, but contained nothing about him.
Bai Jinxiu never loved him; she felt more guilty towards him.
In 1942, Bai Chuheng was captured by the enemy while trying to save his comrades. Because of his high rank, the enemy feared that he would be rescued, so the highest commander of R country ordered someone to give Bai Chuheng a stimulant so that he could endure the pain of being skinned and dismembered while he was still conscious.
The following month, news arrived that Bai Chuheng was dead. Shang Linjun had intended to keep it from Shen Ye, but the truth could not be hidden forever.
From then on, Shen Ye immersed himself in a life of luxury and became addicted to drugs, using alcohol to numb himself in the hope of lessening the pain, and using drugs to take revenge on a dead person.
In 1944, Shen Ye finally succumbed to the harmful effects of drugs and died.
This plane is complete.
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