Waiting for you to fall a flower

Yang Qianxue angrily released her hand and said sadly, "So you mean, she's better than me. If she's not better than me, why can she replace me, but I can't replace her?"

"Whatever you think. I'm tired. I'm going to rest."

Ye Beicheng turned into the guest room and closed the door. Yang Qianxue was rejected by him. He looked at the door with tears in his eyes and said to himself, one day, you will still come back to me.

The night is long, but no matter how long it is, it will pass. But this night, some people are in pain, some people are free...

Early in the morning, Ye Beicheng walked out of the villa exhausted. Last night, he had almost a sleepless night. Love and hate pestered him so hard that he could not put down the painful burden and sleep peacefully for a minute.

When he walked to the door, he was stunned. He didn't expect Jing Ya to still be here. Yang Qianxue followed him out. She seemed surprised. She slowly walked to the steps and asked softly, "Jing Ya, did you sit here all night?"

Jing Ya did not look up at her, nor did he answer her questions. It was not that he did not want to, but that he was tired.

"North city, I'll go first."

Seeing that Yu Jingya ignored her, Yang Qianxue wisely stopped asking. She had always been a smart woman who knew she could show off, but don't show off in front of men. Otherwise, men would hate you even more.

Ye Beicheng nodded, stopped in front of Jing Ya and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you sitting here?"

"I wanted to wait for you to come out and ask you how well you slept last night?"

Jing Ya staggered to his feet. His body was frozen stiff and his voice was hoarse. Looking at her, Ye Beicheng was clearly distressed, but he pretended to be indifferent and replied, "I slept well. Thank you for your concern."

"I care about you. Why don't you care about me? Don't you even ask me how I felt after staying here all night?"

"You don't have to do this. It's not like you either."

Jing Ya sneered, "Yeah, it's not like me. I'm so strange that I don't even know myself. Ye Beicheng, look at how powerful you are. For you, I've made myself look like myself."

These words hurt her heart and his heart. In Ye Beicheng's eyes, Yu Jingya was not the kind of woman who could bear to see her husband and other women in the same room, and he would not have stayed outside the door quietly all night. But Yu Jingya, who had stayed outside the door all night, could not understand.

"It hurts, doesn't it? That night when you said something like that, didn't your heart hurt?"

"Yes, my heart aches. I thought if I could endure it, there would be no problem between us. But now I understand that this is not a problem of tolerating it. Once the relationship is off track, even if I want to turn a blind eye, it is impossible. So Ye Beicheng, we are done..."

The last sentence was over. It wasn't hysterical, but a slight blurt out. She wanted to shout louder, but she didn't have the strength. All her strength was spent waiting for the man she loved to change his mind this night.

Jing Ya did not expect that she was so weak that she fainted before she finished speaking. This was the second time she fainted in front of Ye Beicheng. She was too tired, both physically and mentally.

When she woke up, she was lying in the bedroom of the Ye family mansion. There was a small figure standing by the bed. When her eyes became clear, she saw that it was Xiao Yun, the maid of the family.

"Young mistress, are you awake?"

Xiao yun saw her open her eyes and asked happily, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Why am I at home?" She sat up in confusion, remembering that she was talking to Ye Beicheng, and then she didn't remember anything.

"It was the young master who sent you back. He went to the doctor to see you. The doctor said that you were suffering from a cold and that you were overthinking. That's why you fainted."

Jing Ya did not say a word, but his face was very pale.

"Young mistress, I made chicken soup for you in the kitchen. I'll bring it for you. The doctor said you couldn't keep up with your nutrition."

"No, I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Yun had already rushed out of the room.

After a while, she ran upstairs and brought a bowl of chicken soup to Jing Ya, saying, "Young mistress, you have to eat it all."

"I don't want to eat."

"That won't do. The young master said he must watch you eat well."

Jing Ya looked up, "Ye Beicheng said that?"

"Yes, the young master said so."

Xiao yun sat down on the edge of the bed with a smile and sighed, "Come on, open your mouth. I'll feed you."

Jing ya ao could not help but open her mouth and drink the chicken soup without knowing what to eat while listening to xiao yun's broken words: "Young mistress, I really don't understand. Young master is so good to you, what do you have to worry about..."

"You don't understand." She replied lightly.

"Maybe, but I think the young master is really good to you. When the doctor treated you, you didn't know how much he felt. She wiped your face and covered your quilt for you. Even he asked me to cook this chicken soup for you."

Jing Ya did not know when Ye Beicheng had been so good to her, so good that the servants at home were full of praise. She smiled at herself with a self-deprecating smile and did not explain much. What others saw was always the best side. Only she knew the sadness.

"Where's the young master?"

"I went to the company." Xiao Yun whispered in a low voice, "When the young master brought you back, we were shocked. We didn't know what happened to you. Madam wanted to go upstairs and see your joke. She was shut out by the young master and didn't let her in."

She chuckled and Jing Ya waved her hand, "Okay, I'm full. You go out first. I want to sleep again."

After sending Xiao Yun away, she got up and walked to the window. Up until now, she believed that Ye Beicheng loved her, but she didn't want to love her anymore. Just like this bedroom, this double bed, every corner of the room, this place had once given her a lifetime, but it was all in the past. One night could destroy a solid city in her heart. That city, lived the beautiful future that she had imagined. The fantasy was gone, the city collapsed, and all thoughts and persistence were gone.

It was not because they did not love each other, but because they loved each other too deeply, so deeply that they could not accept the other's mistakes, even a little, could not accept it.

He could not accept the scandal between her and Di Tengyu, nor could she accept the betrayal of his body and Yang Qianxue's.

Thus, there was a distance, the most desolate distance in the world...

The most desolate distance in the world was when two people were so far away that they didn't know each other. Suddenly, one day, they met, fell in love, and became very close. Then one day, they stopped loving each other. The two people who were close to each other became far, even farther than before.

That night, when Ye Beicheng returned home, Jing Ya heard the sound of footsteps and pretended to be asleep.

He walked to the bed, stared at it for a while, said nothing, and turned to the bathroom.

When he came out, she was already up, staring at him with blank eyes and saying, "Let's get a divorce."

Ye Beicheng sneered and walked slowly towards her. When he walked up to her, he lifted her chin with one finger and said, "You filed for divorce because you think you did something wrong to me? Or did I do something wrong to you?"

"I can say with a clear conscience that I didn't do anything wrong to you. As for whether you did anything wrong to me, I don't know and I don't want to know anymore."

"You want a divorce, don't you?" He asked.

"Yes!"

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Ye Beicheng gave her a meaningful glance and turned to leave the bedroom. That night, he stayed in the study room all night.

For the next few nights, he still went home every night, but never went into the bedroom again. Instead, he locked himself in the study.

Jing Ya didn't know how long he was talking about. After much thought, she decided that since he didn't come to see her, she would take the initiative to look for him.

Pushing open the door of the study, Ye Beicheng was sitting next to the computer. When she came in, there was no surprise on her cold face.

"What's the matter?" He asked coldly.

"I want to know about the divorce. How are you thinking about it?"

"Since you said you would consider it, you just have to wait for the result."

Jing Ya stood in front of him stubbornly, "How long will it take? A month? A year? Or a lifetime?"

Ye Beicheng raised his handsome face and smiled sarcastically, "A lifetime? If you have to wait a lifetime, do you still need a divorce?"

"Then can you give me a definite time limit? I don't want to spend any more time with you like this!"

"What? Can't wait to fly into Di Tengyu's arms?"

Jing Ya angrily pushed him, "Don't insult me. It has nothing to do with him!"

"Nothing to do with him?" He raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "I remember when I didn't know who was the one who refused to divorce me in the face of my family's repeated threats, insisting that this was grandpa's last wish. Why is it now that his once stubborn mind is easily shaken?"

"I never forgot grandpa's last wish, and I sincerely promised him, but..."

"Just what? But is there no sincerity now, or has there never been before?"

Ye Beicheng, don't be so aggressive. You know why I want a divorce! Do we still have to be together when we've reached this point where we don't trust each other anymore? Instead of two people suffering all day, why wouldn't they let each other go?!"

"Did I say I won't let you go? You are such a rare woman. Marriage is a word, divorce is a word. In your opinion, there should be nothing in your life that is not worth your freedom, right?"

Jing Ya didn't want to argue with him. She was tired. She knew she had someone in her heart, but she wanted to hurt each other because of this love. She and Ye Beicheng shouldn't have come to this stage.

"Next monday at the latest, I want you to give me an answer. If you delay it any longer, I will take the initiative to apply to the court."