To Make He Yu Regret

Chapter 53: All Mingzhen

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He Yu doesn't remember this part of their story.

Wasn't it there? Or, he didn't know about it.

The lost girl who was walking towards the top floor clearly wanted to die. But the Jiang Xiaozhen he knew was not such a fragile person.

vulnerable people...

He Yu looked in the direction of the auditorium where she came, and he knew that there was a young man in the dark silence. He frowned tightly, and waited in place, his feet seemed to have taken root, unable to move. Just like this one, he is also being gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

A fragile person, from beginning to end, is right.

A little boy in the country living under the fence, carefully currying favor with the eldest lady at home; missing his late father, having nightmares every day, hiding in the nanny's room, holding tightly the box of watercolor pens that cannot draw colors. Being excluded by classmates, pretending not to care, becoming reticent, silently training to get rid of accent. Following my mother back to the countryside to collect debts, I saw the carefree smile of the ugly little princess in the middle of the luxury hotel in the last sight of my childhood.

He cares. He cared about how Jiang Xiaozhen looked at him, whether there was still contempt in those eyes.

He assumed the worst of her. They shouldn't be so close, so he can pretend to be calm and consider himself high, without worrying about being underestimated.

If she hadn't confessed to him...

It was she who said she liked him.

Why like? Do you really like it? Will you like it forever

Do you regret it? Why hesitate? Why didn't you choose firmly to the end

The young He Yu, facing Jiang Xiaozhen's hesitation, chose to fight her ignorantly.

The elderly He Yu, with Jiang Mingzhen's perseverance, chose to let go of her first.

The vulnerable person, from beginning to end, is himself.

If she knew, she would definitely blame him too.

"Jiang Xiaozhen doesn't blame He Yu."

The old voice affects the story and his steps. When He Yu raised his head, he saw Jiang Xiaozhen walking up the stairs. She had lost a lot of weight, her back was hunched, and her slender legs were as white as paper.

He walked behind her, separated by a short but insurmountable distance.

The long and humid corridor, the bleak moonlight, made her breathing hard. It was clearly a concrete floor, but every step seemed to be stepping into mud.

"Looking back on my entire life, the best thing is meeting He Yu."

"Jiang Xiaozhen doesn't blame her parents either. They love her and protect her with all they have, and place all their hopes on her."

"Jiang Xiaozhen only blames herself."

The door of the roof was pulled open, and the cool wind pouring into the corridor was mixed with thick water vapor.

This coolness made He Yu feel the reality of returning to the world.

The background sound of the narrative is gone, replaced by the sound of rain and wind.

Young Jiang Xiaozhen, her appearance is so clear under the moonlight.

she is crying.

Tears slipped from the corners of the eyes, passed over the haggard cheeks, and dripped into the empty darkness.

Stepping through the open door, she stepped into the rain without hesitation.

He Yu trembled violently.

"Can't!"

He chased after him, jumping out of the composure of a bystander, the fiction of the story, and suddenly caught a ray from the chaotic thoughts.

Jiang Xiaozhen's hair slipped from his fingers.

Rainwater, penetrating the back of his age-spotted hands, returned to the water.

Jiang Xiaozhen was dialing the phone.

He walked up to her and saw her press the number of her mother's beauty shop.

He accompanied her through a series of monotonous beeps.

It's too late. No one responded to Jiang Xiaozhen's call for help.

She opened her mouth after hanging up the phone, her voice was cramped, regretful, trapped and painful. Like a dying fish caught on a hook.

She said, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"When I want to say something, I just feel very sorry. I'm sorry because I want to escape so much, I'm sorry because I messed up, I'm sorry because I'm too weak, I failed others' expectations, I failed myself. I can’t move forward and choose to give up at this moment, sorry.”

How could this happen, He Yu didn't believe it.

"Wake up." He called to her.

The hand that shakes her shoulders doesn't touch anything solid.

They are phantoms in each other's world.

"Jiang Mingzhen, wake up quickly."

She closed the phone and walked towards the edge of the roof with empty eyes.

She was on the seventh floor, if she jumped down, she would definitely die.

He Yu opened his arms and stopped in front of her again and again.

He talks to her, begging for her to hear.

"This is not you, Mingzhen, do you know what kind of you it is?"

"Children don't play with you, raise their chins and walk away with a hum, that's you. The family is in trouble, still being a little princess, shouldering the dreams of parents, that's you. Bullying, ridicule, contempt, they can't help Beat you."

"The year we met again, you reopened your father's restaurant. You were a vigorous female owner and chef, and the restaurant's business flourished. Our precious daughter, you gave birth to her with dystocia and hemorrhage, You carried the pain, stayed awake, and survived. I had a stroke in my old age, and you took care of me at home, with a body thinner than mine, and carried me up and down, and you never cried out that you were tired."

So, so He Yu thought, even if he leaves first, she can survive.

His wife is brave, powerful, and invincible, such a person.

Jiang Xiaozhen stepped over the railing, with one foot in the air.

It was frightening, at the height of the seventh floor, she looked straight at it with a calm expression.

Jiang Xiaozhen couldn't hear it, He Yu was sure.

She looks very young, her eyes are very strange.

This is Jiang Mingzhen's youth.

Complicated, troublesome, inappropriate, and full of flaws, the girl Jiang Xiaozhen.

When her other leg climbed over the fence, He Yu rolled over with her without thinking.

With his back facing outwards, he held her in a posture, waiting to fall.

Let her wake up, how to wake up? The moment he hugged her tightly, He Yu suddenly figured it out.

This Jiang Xiaozhen is also his Mingzhen.

She is part of what makes her spurn.

She wasn't that good, and he knew it.

But He Yu loves all of Jiang Mingzhen.