"Isn't it true? As long as Yiyi didn't choose you, we could all be happy, and Yiyi wouldn't die." Shen Zhiming always said whatever he wanted to Shu Baizhu, never considering her feelings. "You don't know how to love at all. Oh, no, not only can you not, you don't deserve it."
"I got your message. Tell Yiyi that I'll be fine. Tell her not to worry about me and to take good care of Yuyu. She's been my sweetheart for years."
Although it was unscientific, Shen Zhiming still believed Shu Baizhu's words.
Even if he was making up a lie, Shu Baizhu would not suddenly bring Qin Yuhuan into the story for no reason.
Qin Yuhuan... This name has disappeared for too many years in this world full of regrets. Except for the time when she became a little famous after filming a movie because of her extremely beautiful looks at the age of 20, she has never made any splash since then.
So Shen Zhiming believed it.
She looked at the family photo on the table, her heart full of bitterness, "I just want a chance, I will change."
"Will changing be useful?" Shen Zhiming's eyes flashed with sarcasm. "Shu Baizhu, although I don't want to define you, this is your nature. Some people are just cold-hearted and don't know how to love. In comparison, why would Yiyi choose someone who is not good to begin with and who needs to spend countless efforts to change, instead of looking for someone who is already good?"
"She deserves the best in the world, and you, you are not the best choice for her."
Shen Zhiming was in a good mood, and he rarely stopped at the right time. He left with a brisk pace, leaving behind a shattered Shu Baizhu.
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"Squeak?" Fang Jinyao was very surprised that Shen Zhiming would actually take the initiative to call her.
In the past two years, from the initial appointments to now, Shen Zhiming has always maintained a measured boundary with her, not too distant, but not close enough.
"Are you in Jincheng? Come out and see me."
Shen Zhiming played with the little doll on the key. After getting Fang Jinyao's approval, she hung up the phone. She poked Ziyi's face in the photo and said, "Yiyi, I believe you are still alive in another world, and I will take good care of myself here."
Fang Jinyao thought that it was unprecedented for Shen Zhiming to ask her out, but Shen Zhiming asked her a question straight to the point, which made her so stunned that she almost forgot to breathe.
Shen Zhiming asked: "Sister, does the confession you made two years ago still count?"
"You..." Fang Da's agent was stuck.
"Yiyi said you're a good person and asked me to give it a try. Do you want to give it a try, Fang Jinyao?" Shen Zhiming smiled and extended his hand to Fang Jinyao. "At that moment, I realized that I actually like you. If you mind my cold treatment of you over the past two years, then starting today, I'll pursue you."
Fang Jinyao had never seen Shen Zhiming smile so brightly. From the moment they met, Shen Zhiming was closed and sad. Only at this moment, she seemed to see the carefree and innocent Shen Zhizhi at the beginning.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on Shen Zhiming's palm. "You don't have to pursue me, Zhizhi. I'm very happy to have waited for your answer. The confession you made two years ago will always count."
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Jinjiao Cemetery.
Shu Baizhu held a bunch of daisies in his hand and bent down to place them in front of a tombstone.
"You're all curious about when I'll stop going there." The person in the photo on the tombstone smiled faintly, his eyes revealing a heart-warming beauty. "Yu Huan, I'm sorry I can't wish you happiness."
But she was happy that Xiaozi could be happy. Shu Baizhu had no way to express such a contradictory psychology. After thinking about it, she could only go to Jinjiao Cemetery and stand in front of Qin Yuhuan's grave to face it.
"I will stay here forever, guarding the memories of Xiaozi and I for the rest of my life."
"At least here, Xiaozi's wife is me."
***************[Extra 2: If Line: Assume that the person who appeared first during Ziyi's high school years was Qin Yuhuan]***************
Licheng, a small hill.
"Ziyi, stop crying." Qin Yuhuan took out a pack of tissues from his school uniform pocket and handed it to the classmate in front of him who was crying loudly.
Her classmate looked up blankly and wiped away her tears with a tissue, but as she held the puppy's gradually losing temperature in her arms, tears began to fall again.
Qin Yuhuan: ...
She thought for a moment, squatted down, and reached out to touch the puppy that had stopped breathing. "I just saw it wagging its tail at you. It was trying to comfort you."
Ziyi's tears stopped for ten seconds, and then she cried even harder, "How can it be so nice? It still wants to comfort me at this time. It's all my fault. I should have brought it home earlier."
Qin Yuhuan: ...
She silently moved her puppy to Ziyi's side, stroking the puppy with one hand and patting Ziyi with the other, until Ziyi's voice became hoarse and she could no longer cry, and her puppy's IV drip was finished.
The doctor came and removed the injection, and the puppy regained some energy and couldn't help licking Ziyi's hand.
"Is this your puppy?" Ziyi cautiously stretched out a finger and tapped the puppy's head. After just a moment, she retracted her hand, "I made its fur dirty."
Her body was covered in the blood of the puppy she picked up from school. The puppy in Qin Yuhuan's arms had fur as white as snow, and when she touched it, a little red mark was stained on its white fur.
"It's okay," Qin Yuhuan said, not angry. "My dog has been given an IV drip. Do you want to help? I know a place to bury it."
The dog in the other person's arms looked at her with a pair of pure and innocent eyes, while the dog in her arms had lost all life. Ziyi was overwhelmed with sorrow, tears welling up in her eyes again, but she still nodded, "Are you also from No. 1 Middle School?"
"Yes," Qin Yuhuan stuffed his puppy into his schoolbag and carried it on his back. "I'm from Class 1, Qin Yuhuan, from the Great Qin Empire, and I'm depressed."
Ziyi followed Qin Yuhuan out, holding the dog's body. "Why would someone introduce themselves like that?"
Depressed doesn't sound like a happy explanation.
"Because it's the most commonly used word combination and easy to understand." Qin Yuhuan herself didn't mind. She took Ziyi to the nearby Dongjiao Mountain and then became a little distressed. "Hmm...it seems we didn't bring any tools."
"It's okay, I'll dig with my bare hands." They found a clearing and casually put the puppy aside. Before they started, they hesitated, "Is this really a good place to bury it?"
"Of course," Qin Yuhuan said with certainty, "but be careful when you dig, as you might find bones from other puppies."
Ziyi: ...
"Puppy Cemetery?"
"That's understandable." Qin Yuhuan found two sharp stones nearby and used them to test the looseness of the soil to confirm that they should be able to dig a hole.
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