However, when facing Lin Hongyu, she only felt extremely guilty. She couldn't repay his love, yet she used him to leave Ou Zihan. How could she be so despicable, dragging Hongyu into such a mess and causing him so much pain? Was she not human enough? The guilt tormented her to the point of suffocation!
She made up her mind to reject him, even though he was already badly hurt. It was better to end things quickly than to suffer for a long time. She couldn't keep torturing Hongyu like this.
"Hongyu, I..." Luo Xiaoyi dared to open her mouth to refuse, but Lin Hongyu's cold index finger pressed heavily against her red lips.
"Xiaoyi, don't speak, okay? Don't reject me, okay? I, Lin Hongyu, have never been afraid of anything. I'm only afraid of not having you. Without you, I'm afraid I won't have the courage to stand up, and I'll fall heavily to the ground, never to get up again..."
"Xiaoyi, I know you have that man in your heart right now, and I know you can't forget him anytime soon. I can wait, really, even if it takes a lifetime, I'm willing to wait. I don't need you to promise me anything. Even if I'm just a friend, as long as I can stay by your side, watch over you, and protect you, I'll be content. Xiaoyi, is that okay?"
His voice was choked and hoarse, heartbreaking.
Under the moonlight of the dark night, his bewitching eyes rippled with tears, the water crystal clear, trembling precariously in his bright red eye sockets. A tear finally fell uncontrollably, landing on the back of Luo Xiaoyi's hand. It was so hot, as if it contained the pain of being burned, and it traveled to her heart. She was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe, and her throat choked.
He was a man who had weathered many storms. He had lost his father and was left to care for his disabled mother. It seemed that there was nothing left in his sorrowful life except for a fleeting love that he desperately pursued. He only hoped that he could have the woman he loved most, even if he could only look at her and protect her. That would be enough for him in this life...
Luo Xiaoyi cried. She sobbed sadly, her face filled with sorrow like a surging river, unstoppable. Her soft little hand grasped the large, cold hand that was near her lips.
“Hongyu, I’m sorry, I’ve let you down… I’m sorry… I’m a bad woman. You should just hate me. That way, I’ll feel better, and you won’t suffer from the torment of love anymore. Then you can let go.”
She spoke through tears of anguish, and at that moment, she even had a desire to kill herself. She felt that her existence caused so much suffering to those who were kind to her; she was nothing short of a disaster to them!
"Xiaoyi, even if you kill me, I will not hate you, because I love you..." His voice was so sorrowful, like a camellia in the wild that was about to wither, so desolate and sad.
But he remained steadfast until his death...
His large hands cradled her sorrowful face, as if she were a rare and precious treasure, cherishing it dearly.
"But I have no way to repay your love..." Luo Xiaoyi cried bitterly, biting her lip hard in self-reproach.
Lin Hongyu gently wiped away her tears with his long, beautiful fingers. "Xiaoyi, don't cry, don't blame yourself. I don't need anything in return. I've said it before, all I need is to see you. Seeing you so sad breaks my heart."
His sexy voice was full of tenderness. He was the kind of gentle and tender man who, despite being hurt and in pain, still comforted her and felt sorry for her.
He and Ou Zihan are two completely different types of men. Ou Zihan is the kind of man who becomes more aggressive the more he is hurt.
However, the more kind he was to her, the more guilty she felt, as if she couldn't breathe.
"Hongyu..." Tears streamed down her face again. People say women are made of water, right? But she felt like she had almost run out of tears. Why did fate have to make her so tormented?
"Xiaoyi, stop crying. You won't look pretty if you keep crying. Look at you, you're all covered in tears. How are we going to attend the banquet later? Be good, listen to me, and put this necklace on quickly."
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Lin Hongyu ruffled her dark hair, feigning ease. A captivating smile bloomed on his alluring face, a smile so warm and tender it was almost unbearable. He tried his best to hide the pain in his eyes, appearing nonchalant, as if trying to pull Xiaoyi out of her sorrow.
"Hongyu, this necklace is too precious. It's very important to you. I really can't accept it." Luo Xiaoyi blocked his hand, looking utterly unable to accept it.
His heart, which had been pierced countless times, was pierced once again. He was as humble as dust in front of Luo Xiaoyi, and he didn't know when he could win back her heart. However, he was not in a hurry. He would keep trying and keep waiting. He believed that one day, he would succeed.
"Xiaoyi, to me, the most important thing is you, not this. I designed this so that one day I could put it on you myself. This is my lifelong wish, so please don't refuse anymore, okay?" he pleaded again.
The more he emphasized her importance, the less she could accept the necklace. The necklace represented his love for her, and if she accepted it, it would prove that she accepted his love. But she didn't love him, and she didn't want him to have any more unrealistic hopes and be disappointed. Therefore, she absolutely could not accept it.
"Hongyu, listen to me, my heart is in turmoil right now, I really can't accept this for the time being, can you please put it away for now?" She looked at him and finally poured out her heart.
Ou Zihan had already filled her heart, and she didn't know when she could get rid of him, so she didn't want to hurt anyone else.
"I know, I know everything, so please wear it for just one day, okay? Wear it to today's banquet, okay? Just grant me one wish, let me remember this day forever, okay, Xiaoyi?" His deep, hoarse voice was almost pleading, his dark eyes filled with sadness and pity, yet brimming with hopeful light.
Since they'd already said that, she couldn't refuse; she'd be acting like a human being. "Okay, thank you, Hongyu," she said, looking guilty.
Lin Hongyu placed this one-of-a-kind diamond necklace on her head. The necklace, paired with her white dress, made her look absolutely stunning, like Snow White—pure, flawless, and captivating.
"So beautiful!" Lin Hongyu looked at her with deep affection and couldn't help but exclaim. His perfect design concept, which was perfect for capturing the soul, was a masterpiece. Wearing it on the jade neck of the woman he loved, it was so beautiful that it was intoxicating. He smiled with satisfaction, but his eyes hid a bottomless pain.
Luo Xiaoyi gave an awkward, apologetic smile. She didn't dare to look directly into his affectionate eyes, so she lowered her gaze and said three words to Lin Hongyu in her heart: I'm sorry.
"Xiaoyi, don't move. I want to capture this moment, to make it eternal, just like the name of this necklace." As he spoke, he beckoned to Chen Ran, signaling her to come over and take a picture.
Chen Ran quickly and secretly wiped away her tears, forcing a smile. Holding her expensive camera, she pointed the lens at the seemingly happy couple and snapped a picture, capturing this eternal moment. In an instant, tears streamed down Chen Ran's face...
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