Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
He stared at the ground for a long time, then a thought came to his mind slowly. This is what they call love…
When he was angry, he was extremely angry. When he was happy, he was very happy.
In the past twenty six years, no one had given him the same feelings as her. As a result, when he had fallen in love with her, he hadn’t realized it.
The tragic love story and marriage of his parents made him make up his mind at a very young age that he would never love any woman in his life, nor would he marry anyone.
When he was young, he had only had patriotic dreams.
After the patriotic dream had been broken, he had thought that for his whole life, he would work for the Gu Company, remain single, and die alone.
He had never thought that a woman would come into his life.
Until he came to the old house and he saw her eyes… He began to be attracted by her eyes frequently. He slept with her… He was scared by his lack of control. Therefore, he forced himself to treat her mercilessly until she didn’t badger him any longer and eventually started to avoid him.
Seeing her avoid him, he felt more annoyed.
Likely from that time on, he had been making exceptions for her repeatedly.
He had gone to pick her up in the rain. While seeing her get bullied, he had helped her. Knowing that she asked Lu Bancheng for help, he had grown angry. When seeing Lame Wang hurting her with a knife, he had suffered in her place. Knowing that she was unhappy, he had found many people to accompany her. To give her a birthday gift, he had flown from Britain to France…
He wondered why he had been doing these things that he shouldn’t have been doing.
It wasn’t until Lu Bancheng’s analysis that he’d had to face the reality that he had been escaping from: he had fallen in love with her.
When had that happened?
He didn’t know. He only knew that now he had realized he really loved her, and he started to care about her.
Maybe it had started on his Grandfather’s birthday, when the car crash had happened and she had pushed him out of the way. Or it may have started earlier, the moment he first saw her eyes on the day she had first entered his grandfather’s house.
All in all, she was everywhere in his life.
He suddenly understood the problem that had been puzzling him for a long time.
Love had always been too far from him. Until then, he knew that love was actually very simple. It was extremely simple. Love is a person, time after time, uncontrollably and repeatedly, making exceptions for another person.
The cigarette burned to the end and the heat of it pulled Gu Yusheng back to reality.
Putting the cigarette into the ashtray beside him, he said to Lu Bancheng, who had been silent for a long time, “You know, I’ve never thought of falling in love with any woman or marrying one.”
This idea was so deep-rooted that it had penetrated into his blood. Therefore, when he was distracted by her, he thought of many possibilities, but had never thought that it was love.
Now he understood it all, but what was he to do?
Continue to love her or give up?
Give up?
Gu Yusheng’s felt his heart stop for a second. There was a piercing pain in his heart.
That kind of pain was very familiar to him, as if he had experienced it before. He didn’t know whether it was an illusion that came with the pain, but the image of her constantly crying and apologizing came to his mind.
