, when Chi Cheng left, she had already been discharged from the hospital.

　　But she still didn't go to the airport to send him off.

　　Wu Xiuna felt that she couldn't temporarily escape from Han Zhi's grasp.

　　One year, two years, even after she took the postgraduate exam, Han Zhi still showed no intention of letting her go.

　　Naturally, Chi Cheng drifted away, although no one explicitly said it.

　　Wu Xiuna felt ashamed of herself and dirty.

　　How could she ask Chi Cheng to wait for her when she had that kind of relationship with Han Zhi? The parents on both sides accepted their peaceful breakup, although they were very regretful.

　　However, ironically, not long after she completely cut off ties with Chi Cheng, Han Zhi gave her a bank card.

　　There were also several valuable properties.

　　Even with her family background, she still felt that he was very generous.

　　Han Zhi said, 'If you want to leave, you can go anytime now, but if you want to stay...' On this day, she waited for three years, unexpectedly it came too suddenly.

　　Her eyes were a bit moist, and before he finished speaking, she quickly responded, 'Mr.

　　Han, are you serious?' Her voice was faintly choked up, and Han Zhi froze for a moment, turned his face away with a cold smile and said, 'You've never considered staying by my side, right?' 'That's right, you don't love me, you have someone you like.

　　I gave you so many pieces of jewelry, but you only wear that cross necklace on your neck.' 'Wu Xiuna, go away, I'm tired of playing with you, stop bothering me all the time.' After leaving Han Zhi, Wu Xiuna moved back home.

　　She now works in her family's company, with her mother managing the factory and she helps manage the office.

　　Once a person gets busy, they cannot pay attention to anything else.

　　By the time another Chinese New Year came, she was already twenty-seven.

　　Fu Juan asked her to go on a blind date with the son of Uncle Zhou, who had business dealings with the company.

　　The two families agreed to have a meal together.

　　The result was that the Zhou family's son found her too serious, and she found the Zhou young master frivolous, and neither was interested in the other.

　　Wu Xiuna was good-looking, but in this world, beautiful women were the least scarce.

　　Her sister, Wu Ruohan, secretly reminded her, 'I'll tell you some news, Chi Cheng is currently single, you still have a chance.' It had been a long time since she had seen Chi Cheng.

　　After Chi Cheng returned to the country, he started his own asset management company and had already moved to a place near the office.

　　That night, for the first time, she inexplicably sneaked down to his place."

　　The weather is very cold.

　　She is wearing a hoodie and a hat, sitting in the flower bed downstairs, staring absentmindedly at the brightly lit lights in his house.

　　She was lucky because Cheng Chi had been living at home since the New Year.

　　And when Cheng Ting came out to take out the trash and saw her, she turned and told her brother.

　　After Cheng Chi came out and saw her shocked face, he smiled warmly and said, "Wu Xiuna, are you stupid?" She stood up, stuttering and blushing, not knowing what to say.

　　"I didn't know you were home." "On such a cold day, what are you doing sitting here?" Wu Xiuna awkwardly smiled.

　　"After eating, I went out for a walk and happened to be walking downstairs to your house." "Then why don't you consider coming in to greet my parents for the New Year?" "Can I?" "What do you think?" Cheng Chi reached out his hand to her and her heart blossomed with excitement.

　　She couldn't wait to hold his hand.

　　That night, Cheng Chi's parents were very happy and gave her a big red envelope.

　　After Cheng Chi went abroad, he also had a girlfriend, but they broke up after returning to China.

　　He is now fully focused on his career.

　　His family hopes he will get married and have children as soon as possible and have set up a few blind dates, but he hasn't shown up.

　　Wu Xiuna is beautiful, has a good education, and comes from a well-known family.

　　Cheng Chi's parents quite like her.

　　Cheng Chi's mother made her coffee and straightforwardly said, "Nana, since you two have decided to be together, I don't think there's a need to spend much time getting to know each other.

　　Let's meet with your parents another day to discuss your marriage to Cheng Chi." She blushed.

　　"Cheng Chi's grandfather always talks about wanting grandchildren.

　　After you get married, you can live separately as a married couple, and we won't disturb you.

　　Just one thing, we hope you will have children soon while you're young and healthy.

　　Maybe have two…" Her face grew even redder, and she subconsciously looked at Cheng Chi, who was earnestly peeling an apple.

　　He handed her the peeled apple and smiled, saying, "Don't listen to my mom's nonsense." But she accepted the apple and whispered, "I'm willing." However, she didn't know if Cheng Chi heard her, as he sat on the couch watching TV.

　　The apple was sweet, and after a while, Cheng Chi walked her home.

　　They said goodbye downstairs, and Wu Xiuna took the initiative to kiss his cheek.

　　Then blushing and heart pounding, she went back home.

　　Wu Ruohan was still awake, eating snacks and watching TV on the couch.

　　Without even looking up, she teased, "So proactive." She immediately felt a pang in her heart and said, "How could you peek?" "I'm not watching you guys, I'm looking at handsome guys." "Where can you find handsome guys at this late hour? You can't even lie." "Who's lying? Come and see for yourself." Wu Ruohan pulled her to the window and pointed to the road outside the complex.

　　Under the street lamp, there was a black car, and a man leaned against it, quietly smoking.

　　That tall figure made her heart tremble.

　　It was Han Zhi.

　　Wu Ruohan said, "I've been observing for several days.

　　He often comes here and always at this time.

　　After smoking, he leaves." "And he always looks in the direction of our house.

　　Sister, is it your lucky day or mine? Why does he look familiar to me?" There was wind by the window, and Wu Xiuna felt the coldness seep into her bones.

　　Coincidentally, Han Zhi looked up and she quickly palely ducked away.

　　Tonight, her hand just reached Cheng Chi, so close to happiness.

　　"Ah, he left," Wu Ruohan finished speaking and turned around, only to find that Wu Xiuna had already returned to her room.

　　With her reminder, Wu Xiuna often secretly looked out of the window at night.

　　But after that time, Han Zhi never came again.

　　She breathed a sigh of relief, but still worried.

　　After confirming their relationship again, she quickly moved in with Cheng Chi.

　　They were adults, and Fu Juan didn't pay much attention to her.

　　Fu Juan was satisfied with Cheng Chi.

　　Everything seemed to go back to their university days.

　　They would leave together in the morning, go to work at their respective companies, send each other a WeChat message at noon to share what they had eaten that day, and then meet at their home in the evening.

　　She would occasionally cook, making tomato and egg noodles, adding some green onions and sesame oil.

　　It was simple, but the aroma was enticing.

　　When Cheng Chi went out with friends, she went along if she wanted to, or she stayed at home watching Guo Degang's cross-talk if she didn't feel like going out.

　　Life was comfortable, and she forgot her worries.

　　Until that day when Cheng Chi drank too much at a gathering with his friends and she had to go pick him up.

　　She hurriedly rushed over and saw familiar faces.

　　They were Cheng Chi's college classmates who had studied abroad together.

　　Among them was a girl named Yu Qingqing, whom she knew.

　　They attended the same school, and during their university years, she had pursued Cheng Chi relentlessly.

　　They got together during their second year of studying abroad.

　　They broke up shortly after returning to China, and Cheng Ting had told her that her brother was the one who got dumped.

　　And at this moment, Cheng Chi was leaning on his ex-girlfriend's shoulder, drunk and disoriented.

　　Wu Xiuna frowned, went up to him, helped him up, and bid farewell to everyone.

　　Qingqing looked at her with a smile that carried a deeper meaning.

　　Her gaze made Wu Xiuna very unhappy.

　　That night, Cheng Chi came back home feeling very uncomfortable.

　　Wu Xiuna cooked hangover soup for him and fed it to him.

　　She helped him change his clothes and wiped his face and hands.

　　She sat by the edge of the bed in a daze until he lay down.

　　It was only a class reunion, and Cheng Chi rarely got completely drunk.

　　In the middle of the night, she slept beside Cheng Chi and in a dazed state, heard him murmuring a name - "Qingqing." She instantly woke up, thinking she had heard wrong, she leaned closer to him, wanting to hear more clearly.

　　This time, she indeed heard it clearly.

　　He had a dream, covered in sweat, his voice confused and lost: "...Qingqing, don't leave." Wu Xiuna was stunned.

　　Trembling, she reached out and touched his face, "Cheng Chi, wake up." Calling out to him was effective, Cheng Chi no longer murmured and held her hand, awakening from the nightmare.

　　But he still appeared lost and bewildered.

　　"You had a dream.

　　What did you dream about?" she asked, leaning in, tears streaming down her face, and kissed him.

　　Was the boy she admired in her youth always just her one-sided wish? She was the first to develop feelings, she was the one chasing after him, and she was the one who confessed.

　　She was the one who initiated contact.

　　It had been the same when they were dating.

　　If she hadn't intentionally maintained it, Cheng Chi wouldn't have given her any response.

　　What's the difference between her and Yang Silin? When she was with Han Zhi for those three years, Cheng Chi had a girlfriend named Qingqing.

　　And at midnight, he called out her name.

　　She moved in to live with Cheng Chi, and they usually slept in separate rooms.

　　Cheng Chi never touched her, and he never made that kind of request.

　　And she naturally also felt too embarrassed to bring it up.

　　Tonight, she couldn't control her desire to surrender herself to him.

　　Half drunk and half awake, Chicheng took her.

　　The shadows of the trees outside the window danced, tangled together.

　　Chicheng kissed her eyes, as if waking up a little, his eyes filled with pity.

　　"Nana, you're crying." Wu Xiuna burst into tears of joy.

　　Fortunately, he knew who was with him in this moment.

　　Later, she asked Chiting about the reason for the breakup between Yuting and Chicheng.

　　Chiting said that it seemed that Yuting felt that my brother was not caring enough for her and played games to test him.

　　As a result, my brother agreed, but she regretted it afterwards.

　　"Ah, my brother is such a person.

　　Even my mom says he's heartless.

　　During those years abroad, he hardly made any phone calls back home, and after coming back, he moved out.

　　He's just that kind of cold person.

　　Why bother with him?" Yes, she knew about Chicheng's coldness from the beginning.

　　But what if this cold person unknowingly falls in love with someone else? Chicheng went to take a shower, and for the first time, she had the urge to look at his phone.

　　But she shouldn't have.

　　There were chat records between Qingqing and him, almost every day.

　　Although most of it was the girl talking, he rarely replied.

　　Qingqing said, "Can't we go back to how we used to be, Chicheng? I regret it.

　　I really love you and miss you." "Chicheng, please say something.

　　Give me another chance, okay?" Chicheng replied, "I already have Nana." "If it wasn't for Wu Xiuna, would you come back to me?" "I don't know." "Do you love her? Or is it just because she's nice, a good and obedient girlfriend who doesn't complain, and you think she's just right, making you feel relaxed, right?" "Chicheng, you think I'm clingy and temperamental because I have you in my heart.

　　You know that well.

　　You don't actually love Wu Xiuna.

　　Don't deceive yourself.

　　Even if it's not me, it won't be her.

　　You haven't understood your own heart, and it's futile to be with anyone." "Shut up, stop talking." Wu Xiuna could imagine how Chicheng, who was usually easy-going, became impatient.

　　He replied with a few words, threw his phone on the table, and closed his eyes.

　　She felt her hands and feet go cold, and her mind went cold, shaking with cold.