"If something had happened at sea, it would have meant the death of both mother and child, but she is very strong, perhaps because she has someone she cares about."
Lu Zhengye was trembling all over, enveloped by a huge sense of fear, followed by a deep sense of self-blame, for he was the one who ordered her to leave.
Because of his hatred, he didn't even think to have someone examine her body.
Aunt Xu continued, "At first, I felt sorry for her, saying that there was no one in the world who would abandon such a beautiful and sensible girl. Later, I went to Jiangnan to take care of her and saw her, a pampered young lady, depressed all day long, kneeling and praying for blessings. I thought to myself, the person who deserves her to do this must be a very good person."
“Now I have seen it. The gentleman is indeed different from what I thought before, but even better. The flowers nurtured on the island of the dead are stained with blood, yet they are full of love.”
Aunt Xu had lived on the island of the Dead Slaves before, and she knew all too well the dangers and brutality there, but she approved of Lu Zhengye, and so did many others.
She understood that he, like many others, felt he lived in the gutter, reeking even under the sun. Constantly belittling himself would only cause him to miss out on many of life's beautiful moments, including those of people.
Lu Zhengye was not good at listening to this kind of advice, which was similar to that of an elder, so he didn't know how to react for a long time.
In the end, he only said one sentence, "Thank you."
Aunt Xu smiled, "Sir, please don't mind my nagging, I truly consider Miss as family."
"I know."
Lu Zhengye went upstairs and gently opened the bedroom door.
A small ball curled up on the bed; the person who used to sleep sprawled out has now gotten used to curling up.
Lu Zhengye felt so heartbroken he could hardly breathe.
He walked gently to the bedside, knelt down, and placed Lin Yusheng's exposed hand on his face.
Only physical contact can make him feel that this moment is real.
Lin Yusheng was half-asleep, thinking it was still a dream. Her eyes reddened, and she looked at him longingly, choking back tears as she said, "Aye, I miss you so much."
Lu Zhengye turned his head and kissed her palm. "I...miss you too, so much."
He woke up in the middle of the night countless times, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe, all because of his longing for her, but he never wanted to admit it.
Those who refuse to acknowledge that someone who once lived in the gutter deserve the love and care of the gods.
Unfortunately, Lin Yusheng had fallen asleep again and did not hear those words.
...
When Lin Yusheng woke up, the tip of her nose was filled with the comforting scent of sandalwood.
She was lying in Lu Zhengye's arms, her breathing steady.
She couldn't help but pull away from his embrace, staring at his face, wishing she could etch his image into her very bones, never to be forgotten in eternity.
Lu Zhengye, "When did you wake up?"
Lin Yusheng was startled by his sudden shout, "How did you know I was awake without even opening your eyes?"
"Breathing, the breathing rate is different."
Lin Yusheng was taken aback, then her eyes welled up with tears of heartache. What could have made him so vigilant even in his sleep?
Lu Zhengye whispered in her ear, "I won't let either Qian Yijun or Jiang Yanqi go."
Lin Yusheng didn't expect Lu Zhengye to suddenly say that. Thinking of what Qian Yijun had said that night, she still felt wronged. "You knew everything?"
"Fanfan said that if he doesn't tell you, are you planning to never tell me for the rest of your life?"
“Not really, but I’d rather retaliate myself,” Lin Yusheng said.
Lu Zhengye paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, but if there's anything you can't resolve, be sure to tell me."
"Okay." Lin Yusheng smiled slightly and kissed the corner of his lips.
Lu Zhengye looked at her and asked, "Besides that, is there anything else you want to say to me?"
"What?" Lin Yusheng felt a little guilty, even though she didn't seem to have done anything wrong.
Lu Zhengye's Adam's apple bobbed, and his expression changed. He spoke with difficulty, "For example... in the past four years, how many hours have you knelt before Buddha?"
Lin Yusheng was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to ask that question.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with it; it was him who did.
"So in these four years, how many good nights of sleep have you had? How many days have you gone without getting injured?"
During their intimate moments, Lin Yusheng noticed that he had many more injuries than before.
Lin Yusheng reached out and placed her hand on his left forearm, where there was a bullet wound that had grazed him and left a scar. The Buddhist prayer beads were scattered all over the ground.
When Lu Zhengye collapsed in front of her covered in blood, she thought he had been shot in the heart, and she thought she would never see him again.
Lu Zhengye's shirt was soaked with hot, wet tears, and he was somewhat at a loss.
Lin Yusheng hugged his waist tightly and cried like a child, "Aye, I thought I would never see you again, waaaaah, how could you be so heartless as to not send me any news?"
"I...I'm sorry." Lu Zhengye hugged her tightly.
All the hatred I once felt vanished because I felt I owed the other person something.
After Lin Yusheng finished crying, she asked again, "Jiang Yanqi, is it because you want to seek justice for Teacher Zhang Yuanhe?"
"That's only one reason. Another reason is that Jiang Yanqi saw your visit to Wen Nian back then and sent it back to the Lu family."
Lin Yusheng's eyes turned cold. "I see."
Before Lu Zhengye could say anything, there was a knock on the door.
"Mom and Dad, get up and eat! I'm starving!"
Lin Yusheng glanced at Lu Zhengye, then chuckled, "Okay, here you are."
Lu Zhengye got up first, opened the door, and then carried Lu Shifan inside.
*
Director Xie's film has begun preparations.
Lu Zhengye was also planning to send Lu Shifan to kindergarten.
Recently, a fashion show was held in Lucheng, and Mingjiu was among the invited guests.
Mingjiu also moved from Lucheng to Jiangnan four years ago.
Its fame in Jiangnan is no less than that in Lucheng, but outside of Jiangnan, its reputation is not as great.
Lin Yusheng has kept a low profile for the past four years, to the point that many people have forgotten that she is the largest shareholder of Mingjiu.
Qi Xiaozhu specifically called to ask Lin Yusheng.
"Sister Sheng, are you attending this time?"
Lin Yusheng: "Let me see how things go, and I'll let you know later."
"good."
Lin Yusheng was still struggling with her decision, but she didn't expect Lu Zhengye to come to her about this matter.
"What's wrong? I'm still thinking about it," Lin Yusheng said.
Lu Zhengye cut to the chase, "I want to ask you for a favor. Whether you attend or not, I want to recommend someone to be your music spokesperson for the new era."
This time, all the major brands have found a music spokesperson, and the models walk the runway while the music is performed live. Lin Yusheng glanced at it and thought Jiang Yanqi was one of them, but she forgot which brand it was.
She slightly curved her lips and said, "Would you recommend Mu Li?"
A soft chuckle came from the other end of the phone; they always seemed to be on the same page. "Mm."
Lu Zhengye explained, "Mu Li lacks popularity, and I need him to become a big star to bring Teacher Zhang back into the public eye."
“Okay.” Lin Yusheng agreed without hesitation.
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