Chapter 161: Starting Over
In his hand was a photograph, identical to the one on his mobile phone, which he had printed at a photo shop. The photograph showed Yin Lingyan in a white dress. Han Wuyu was momentarily dazed, as if Yin Lingyan were smiling at him, saying, “Yu, I will never leave you.”
Han Wuyu reached out, his eyes filled with tenderness, “Xiao Yan’er, don’t go!”
However, Yin Lingyan’s expression changed drastically. She looked at him coldly and said, “The thing I regret most in this life is falling in love with you, and the unluckiest thing is meeting you. I will never forgive you in this lifetime.”
After Yin Lingyan finished speaking, she vanished. But her words lingered in Han Wuyu’s heart for a long time.
Han Wuyu clutched his chest in heartache. At this moment, he felt even more dejected.
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It was already night when Yin Lingyan arrived in America. In Yin Lingyan’s opinion, the nights in America seemed different from the nights in China, yet also the same. Perhaps it was just the initial unfamiliarity.
Her bright eyes, like stars, gazed at the night sky. Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she wore a sexy short skirt, revealing her long, fair legs. She quietly admired the night scenery.
But… her thoughts had already flown back to the previous day.
His injury was no longer her concern; she was still being overly sentimental.
She smiled self-mockingly, tears welling up in her eyes, and began to reminisce.
Their first meeting was just a fleeting encounter. Little did she know that after getting drunk, she had accidentally ended up staying at his place for a night. After leaving in a hurry, she discovered they were in the same class. With more and more contact, a feeling of never-before-experienced heartbeat gradually bloomed in her heart.
She had never felt this way before.
In the past, she had always mocked Mu Qingran for constantly thinking about the person she had saved, thinking she was foolish for being unable to forget a stranger she had only met once. Wasn’t that foolish?
But… things were different now.
Wasn’t she now the one unable to forget him?
She realized that the “fool” she used to talk about was herself. She had found many excuses and reasons to tell Mu Qingran before, but she discovered that one truly couldn’t empathize without experiencing it.
The same words could comfort others but not oneself.
Looking towards China, Yin Lingyan was restless. She couldn’t sleep.
Similarly, she wasn’t the only one suffering from insomnia. Han Wuyu, on the other side of China, was also staring blankly at a photograph, like a fool.
Unknowingly, her face felt a bit cold. The coldness slid into her mouth, tasting bitter.
He had actually shed tears. A man doesn’t cry easily, yet he was crying for her. He was truly in love, truly in pain.
Xiao Yan’er…
I’m sorry…
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Yin Lingyan didn’t know how she fell asleep. When she woke up in the morning, the sun was already high in the sky. She remembered she had to go to the elite class at the design school. If she slept any longer, she would be late. Being late on the first day wouldn’t be good.
There was an excellent design class in the center of America. Before coming to America, Yin Lingyan had already gathered a lot of information and learned about its illustrious achievements.
Many design masters had emerged from there. However… there were very few Chinese people in America, and Yin Lingyan had some problems communicating with them. Therefore, she was simultaneously cramming English. Fortunately, her grades were not bad, and she learned easily. Simple communication was possible.
Yin Lingchen was solely responsible for taking care of her, and occasionally, when he felt like it, he would fly back to China to catch up with Mu Qingran. Yin Lingchen often wondered how much longer this kind of life would last.
