Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu Zhaoyang never intended to appear as Lady Melodramatic at first. Being the cool-headed female protagonist of a romance genre, she was rather insensitive to the surroundings. Nevertheless, when Huo Yunting briefed her on the progress between Huo Chen and Wen He, she could no longer sit still.
Not even the alpha of Thunderbolt Corp could hold her back, the woman immediately booked a private cab to send her for a last-minute flight to the capital.
“Ahem…” Lu Zhaoyang was not—that cool-headed after all as she cleared her throat awkwardly before she continued, “I just wanted to ask—well, how did you survive the fall during the Golden Triangle war back then?”
It was an unexpected question from Lu Zhaoyang.
“Mere luck,” she said, “A long branch of a tree caught me. A sharp twig pierced into my right arm, just a scratch though. Then the branch broke off and I fell unconscious. A hunter found me and saved me.”
“I see.”
It was like a summary from Wen He but Lu Zhaoyang could imagine the pain she went through back then.
“And we thought you were dead.” That was when Lu Zhaoyang decided to make the big reveal to—clear up the misunderstanding, “Well, you might not see it but Chen was terribly depressed back then. We were so worried that he might never be able to recover from this.”
She sighed, “That was when I decided to tell him that since you chose to sacrifice yourself for her safety, you sure wanted him to live happily and not remained in agony, be forever remorseful over you.”
That sounds—familiar.
Wen He was surprised.
“The dead can be living. The living can be dead. It’s part of our mindset. That person might be dead but he could forever live in your memories. Contrarily, if the person is forgotten by you, he might just as well be dead.”
“I…” Wen He was promptly caught on her words. She wanted to say something but she could not. Her lips remained partially open.
“If you feel guilty of what you couldn’t back then, you shouldn’t give up on yourself. Think in the shoes of Huo Chen during your fall back then. If he was acting like you now, eternally occupied by remorse, what would you think?”
“…” Wen He could not disregard the question as she thought the same way back when she was crippled in the forest.
She hoped that Huo Chen would forget about her.
If Huo Chen lived in agony for the rest of his life merely because of her death, she would not rest in peace, either.
“I get it…”
But getting the fact doesn’t mean I could accept it.
Lu Zhaoyang sighed.
Time heals all sorrow. As long as Wen He stops thinking about Gu Jinzhi’s death, she would one day part the clouds and see the sun again.
“I just don’t understand…” But Wen He muttered in confusion.
I don’t understand why Gu Jinzhi would do so much for me.
I did a lot for Huo Chen because I love him. And love is the single thing in this world that could not be measured by anything.
“Forget it… nevermind.”
Why? Why not? Gu Jinzhi is no longer in this world.
I’ll never know the truth.
“Thanks for your word. I’ll think about it,” Wen He courteously sent her out before locking herself in the bedroom.
She was calm, nothing raging like the waves days before in her heart. However, it was the same gloom.
“I got to admit, Lu Zhaoyang knows how to deliver her chicken soup speech after becoming a mother.” She looked up at the ceiling, “Just like that somebody…”
Wen He sighed and switched on Gu Jinzhi’s phone. It was not locked and easily she found the video they took that day.
The first shot was her ditching Gu Jinzhi’s hand with an annoyed expression but the man, shameless as he was, decided to reach his arm over her shoulder, smiling gleefully.
