Extra: Good Luck

There was a faint blue halo around the crystal lamp on the ceiling. The panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the flickering neon lights outside. On the black leather sofa in the middle of the living room, a sleeping man frowned and sweat dripped from his forehead. He slept very uneasily, as if he was plagued by a nightmare.

There was a flash of lightning, intense pain, the document that slipped through his fingers was stained red with blood, he was surrounded by endless pain, his soul seemed to be burned by hot flames, and he fell into darkness in despair.

The nightmare followed him like a shadow and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what. Suddenly, a pair of clear and bright eyes appeared in the dream. His heart instantly jumped. He wanted to rush up and hug that elegant and graceful figure, but he found that he had no feeling in his legs and he had no strength in his body.

He heard himself say: "Ms. Du, I admire your work very much. It contains infinite vitality and fills people with hope."

The woman's voice was as cold as ever.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

A pair of slender white hands took a trophy from him, turned around and left gracefully without looking at him again.

His heart suddenly ached violently. He wanted to shout loudly, wanted to grab her skirt in his hands, wanted to hold her in his arms, like every day and night.

But no matter how hard he struggled, the figure kept going away. He still didn't have any strength left, feeling so powerless that it made people despair...

Suddenly the door was opened, warm light flooded the room, and a woman's voice was heard from inside.

"Tingchuan? You're back? When did you come back?"

Yuan Tingchuan struggled to wake up from his dream, shielding the glaring light with his arms. The tears in the corners of his eyes were wiped away by the sleeves of his shirt, leaving no trace. He put down his arms, his voice still hoarse.

"It's just afternoon. Where have you been?"

He looked greedily at the gradually approaching figure without blinking, fearing that the person would disappear in the blink of an eye.

“Spent a day in the studio.”

Du Ruo placed a brocade box on the tea table and turned to wash up.

When I came back, I saw Yuan Tingchuan was in a daze, which was unusual for him, with a rare look of confusion in his eyes.

Du Ruo sat on the sofa in front of Yuan Tingchuan and reached out to touch his forehead.

"What's wrong? Do you have a headache? I told you not to sit there and watch the stock market all the time. Staring at the screen all the time will hurt your eyes and your brain, but you just won't listen."

The financial crisis broke out recently and the market fell into panic. Yuan Tingchuan has not had a good rest for several days. Of course, he is also very satisfied with the result.

Du Ruo stretched out her fingers and rubbed his temple gently. Yuan Tingchuan's eyes stayed on her face. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, closed his palm, and held the slender hand in his palm. He instantly calmed down and felt extremely at ease.

"What have you been busy with recently? Why have you stayed in the studio for so long?" Yuan Tingchuan's voice was calm and gentle.

Du Ruo smiled and handed him the brocade box on the sofa, saying angrily: "Mr. Yuan, you are so forgetful. Today is your birthday. We agreed to celebrate it together, but in the end, I couldn't find you."

On her birthday last month, Yuan Tingchuan gave her an emerald diamond crown. It has a wreath shape and a hollow design, and is inlaid with emeralds, fine jadeite and diamonds.

At that time, the stars in the man's eyes were brighter than diamonds. He held the crown with his thin fingers with distinct joints and a smile on his lips, looking handsome and charming.

He whispered quietly, "It's my birthday next month."

Du Ruo smiled without saying anything, and a hint of disappointment flashed across the man's eyes.

After thinking for a long time, Du Ruo decided to carve a brooch by hand as a birthday gift. He quickly sent it for processing and inlaying, and only got it back today.

Yuan Tingchuan stretched out his hand to open the brocade box, and his pupils shrank involuntarily. Inside the brocade box was a gold and jade brooch. He had just seen this design in his dream...

His heart began to beat violently. He looked at the person in front of him and asked in a hoarse voice: "Does it have a name?"

Du Ruo smiled: "Hope."

Yuan Tingchuan gently stroked the brooch on his fingertips, looking at the graceful woman with hair hanging down her shoulders in front of him, his eyes gradually filled with stars, thinking of the deep regret in his dream, he moved the brooch to his lips and kissed it gently, his voice was extremely gentle: "Thank you Ruoruo, I like you very much."

Thank you for appearing in my life and making the rest of my life regret-free.

…

The moon was at its zenith when the phone in the bedroom rang. Du Ruo frowned irritably. A bony hand patted her shoulder soothingly and reached out to answer the phone.

A man's voice came over the phone: "Mr. Yuan, what you asked for has been done. The whole family has had their legs broken and has been sent to the mine. Our people are watching them."

Yuan Tingchuan's voice echoed slowly: "Watch out, let them live well."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Tingchuan gently stroked the hair of the woman in his arms and kissed her forehead. In his palm was a jade pendant. He remembered that he had clearly got into the car that day. He touched his empty chest and felt a strange throbbing in his heart. Finally, he couldn't hold back and went back.

What...

A sigh came from the night: "Ruoruo..."

Meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life.