A middle-aged man in his late forties slowly stepped out of the luxury car. He was wearing a deep black designer suit, and every line revealed sophistication and elegance, as if it was a silent proof of his success and status. With steady and powerful steps, he walked slowly towards the direction of the co-pilot. He gently opened the car door with his fingers. The door opened in response, and a familiar figure gradually came into view of Shijun.
Under the dim light of the roadside, Shijun finally saw her face clearly. That was her, the one he missed and worried about day and night. However, the sight before him made him feel an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
She snuggled quietly in the arms of the middle-aged man, with a happy smile on her face, as if the whole world belonged to the two of them. At this moment, Shijun's heart was deeply hurt, and his world was instantly shattered.
Shijun stood quietly, his eyes locked on them, as if he wanted to imprint this moment deeply in his heart. He didn't dare to get close, didn't dare to disturb the tranquility and beauty, and could only bear the pain and loss in his heart silently.
They finally separated. The man got back into the car, gently turned the key, and with the roar of the engine, the car sped away, leaving behind only a taillight trail that gradually disappeared.
Wen Qing stood on the side of the road and was about to turn around and leave. However, the moment she was about to turn around, she suddenly froze. A tall and familiar figure came into her eyes. At that moment, she seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, her feet seemed to be nailed in place, her whole mind fell into confusion, and her thinking seemed to be frozen at that moment.
She could hardly believe her eyes that that person had traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers to find her. However, he must have had a panoramic view of the heartbreaking scene just now. At this moment, standing in front of him, her heart was racing, and she had so many thoughts, but she felt unable to speak, and she didn't know what words to use to express her mood at the moment.
Shijun's heart felt like it was shrouded in thick fog, making it difficult to distinguish between dreams and reality. The moment he had been looking forward to for a long time finally arrived, but the thousands of words in his heart were as tangled as a tangled mess and it was difficult to express them. Especially after witnessing the scene just now, his courage seemed to be drained instantly. Facing Wen Qing, he didn't know how to speak or how to appease his already turbulent heart.
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In the silence, the air seemed to solidify into ice, and the moonlight filled the earth, stretching the shadows of the two people, making them appear both lonely and with a hint of inexplicable expectation. The words in their hearts surged like spring water, but they always lingered on their lips, making it difficult to speak.
After a long time, Wen Qing's voice finally broke the silence. Her tone was calm and indifferent: "Shijun, why are you here? Didn't you receive my letter?" < /p>
"Letter?" Shijun's thoughts were pulled back.A vague memory flashed through my mind. It was a letter from Wen Qing, a letter from a month ago. That letter pushed him into the cold abyss. The content of the letter was short and decisive, with only a few words: "Shijun, let's break up." Even including punctuation, there were only nine words. Wen Qing, is she really not willing to leave even ten words for him?
Looking back on my waiting and expectations, what finally arrived was such an indifferent letter. Shijun's heart was filled with indescribable pain, as if his whole heart was ruthlessly torn into pieces. He read the letter over and over again, trying to find some room for redemption. Finally, he decided to embark on a journey to Shanghai. Even if the breakup was a foregone conclusion, he needed Wenqing to tell him personally and give him a clear answer.
"Yes, I received it." Shijun's voice was low and hoarse.
"Then why are you still here?" Wen Qing's voice contained an imperceptible tremor.
"Because... I don't believe that you can be so heartless!" Shijun's voice trembled, revealing a hint of despair and unwillingness, "I don't believe that our relationship of more than ten years can be so unbearable. "Hit!" He already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it and couldn't believe it.