Sometimes near, sometimes far.
It's unclear how long it lasted, but it kept ringing out.
It was as if they were trying to call him back from the brink of despair.
Jiang Jinwang obeyed the summons.
Because the voice was so familiar.
Like his little intentions.
He slowly opened his eyes, squinting in the dim light.
I raised my hand to block out the warm sun.
After a while, he lowered his arm and looked around.
It was in his house, in his bedroom.
However, the once empty and gloomy room is now completely filled with Shen Zhiyi's things.
The warm sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating everything related to her.
He slowly moved his eyes.
I saw her dress hanging on the clothes rack.
Her dressing table was covered with skincare products.
Flowers in front of the mirror.
On the low cabinet were her favorite perfume bottles and cute ornaments.
Even the sheet he's currently covering himself with...
Jiang Jinwang lowered his eyes and touched the grayish-pink silk.
It was also the style and color she loved.
He pulled up a corner of the sheet and held it to his nose to sniff.
I could clearly capture the unique fragrance of gardenias on her.
He looked up in a daze, clutching the bed sheet tightly.
Is he dead?
Such things only exist in heaven.
That's why her traces are everywhere.
He moved.
A sharp pain shot through my abdomen.
Jiang Jinwang frowned, lifted the blanket, and then lifted the hem of his clothes. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the gauze wrapped around his waist.
So, even heaven experiences pain?
He gave a self-deprecating smirk.
Who knows if this isn't the retribution he deserves?
He struggled to get up, endured the pain, got out of bed, and opened the bedroom door.
An empty house.
Yet, a strangely warm atmosphere permeated the air.
He glanced around and saw that the outside was still filled with traces of Shen Zhiyi, just like the master bedroom. At the same time, a feeling of bittersweet warmth welled up in his heart.
Suddenly, my gaze fell upon it.
It landed on a pair of ceramic cups in the center of the dining table.
He was stunned.
I walked over, picked it up, and examined it closely.
They made those cups together at the hotel.
When he saw the character "意" (meaning/intent) engraved on it, tears instantly blurred his vision.
Unexpected.
There's also a part here to make up for regrets.
Even this illusory dream of paradise is more humane than him.
He picked up the cup, gently running his thumb over the word and the little figure holding a heart next to it.
The tightly pressed lips softened.
Jiang Jinwang turned the cup over and saw the two lines of words he had carved on the bottom without Shen Zhiyi's knowledge.
My love
eternal
His heart felt like it was weighed down by a heavy stone, and his eyes simultaneously churned with melancholy and tenderness.
She never had the chance to see it again.
The affection and love he secretly carved into that line, along with the greed that occupied her heart, could no longer be expressed to her.
He put down the cup.
He picked up the one carved by Shen Zhiyi again and examined it repeatedly.
My gaze, filled with deep affection, lingered over every word and pattern she had drawn, and her smiling face clearly entered my mind.
It made it rain from every pore of his skin.
As he stroked the cup, his fingertips touched the uneven marks on the bottom.
Suddenly, I was taken aback.
Turn the cup upside down.
Above, Shen Zhiyi had carved two lines of text that coincidentally matched his own.
forever
Love you
Tears welled up in my eyes instantly.
He stared intently at the word "ash" on the cup, then closed his eyes again through his blurred vision, and opened them once more. After tears rolled down his cheeks, his vision cleared again, confirming that the love she spoke of was for him.
Jiang Jinwang couldn't help but shed tears again.
She cried and then burst into laughter.
He held the cup, a wave of self-mockery washing over him.
Do you really want her to love you that much?
Even his own fantasies had to be fueled by her non-existent, intense love.
How ridiculous, Jiang Jinwang.
Clearly, she has already abandoned you.
Clearly, you've been alone for a long time.
Yet he remained like a humble suitor, fantasizing that she could reciprocate his feelings with the same sincerity…
Click—
The door lock turned.
Jiang Jinwang froze on the spot as if he had been struck by a pressure point.
He slowly raised his head, turned around in disbelief, and looked at the door.
The tightly closed door, which he thought was nothing, was slowly pulled open from the outside...
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