Waiting for you to fall a flower

"No, absolutely not. There won't always be such an illusion!!"

Shangguan Ziyu rushed downstairs and Jing Ya followed. The two of them came to Ye Beicheng. Madam Shangguan stepped forward and held his hand, "North city, is North city you?"

This was not the first time she saw her son, but the first time Ye Beicheng saw his mother. He nodded, "Yes."

His answer was very calm, and completely different from when he saw jingya, not too much heartache, some, just a strange feeling.

Ye Beicheng picked up Tian You, slowly walked into the villa, put him on the bed in the bedroom, then closed the door, and said to his wife and mother outside, "Follow me, I'll tell you what happened."

As the three of them walked into the living room, Ye Beicheng began to tell the truth three years ago...

"That day, after you were taken out by them, I gave them the fake pocket watch. The reason I gave them the fake pocket watch was because I knew they wouldn't let me go. They put a time bomb next to me and then evacuated. I was prepared to let go of life and death, so the only thing I couldn't worry about was you. I knew how painful it would be to lose me, just like I saw you being by them. After I took it away, I felt as much pain as I did."

"As soon as they left, they broke into a few more people. I thought they were the same people, but they quickly untied me and took me out of the warehouse. They took me up the hill from the back door. There, I saw Di Tengyu and finally realized that he had been ambushing around the processing plant for three days and three nights, and heard the conversation between Zhong Huaqiang and his gang from the window. To save me in time at the critical moment."

Jing Ya looked at him in shock and frowned, "You said teng yu saved you?"

"Yes."

Ye Beicheng's firm answer made her feel as if she had been knocked out of a bottle of spices. She had every taste. Thinking of that day, she went to ask him for help and wanted to kneel down for him, but he refused her mercilessly and chased her away. Why did he change his mind later?

Was it because he was nostalgic for her, or was it because of his deep feelings for her that he tried to suppress, but still boiled over...

"North city, since your brother saved you, where did you go? Why didn't you come back to find jingya?"

Madam Shangguan asked weakly. What she asked was also what jingya wanted to know.

"I can't go back to her, because as long as Zhong Huaqiang is alive, Jing Ya and I will never be able to live a peaceful life. He has been resourceful for twenty years and is extremely powerful. It's not something that can be done overnight to take him down, so I listened to Tengyu's suggestion. If I want to be happy in the future, I have to give up everything right now."

The forbearance in Ye Beicheng's eyes pierced Madam Shangguan's heart. Perhaps, making such a decision would hurt him more than anything else, but for the future, he could only try his best...

"I swear, if I can't get rid of Zhong Huaqiang, I won't see Jing Ya for the rest of my life. If I can't bring her a happy and stable life, I would rather let her think that I'm dead than let her live with me in fear. So from that day on, when everyone thought that I was really dead, I left Xiangyang with Tengyu and had been hiding in d city, developing my power and setting up a huge net. Waiting for the opportunity to catch zhong huaqiang by surprise."

"We waited for two years and didn't get a chance, because only Zhong Huaqiang came to d city and we had a chance to do something about him. If we could never touch him in his territory, just as I was about to lose my patience, Tengyu comforted me. According to reliable information, Zhong Huaqiang would be in d city next march for a gang meeting. He told me to wait. Because there was no other choice, I decided to wait. After waiting for two years, do you still care about a year and a half?!"

"In the spring of the third year, I finally waited for Zhong Huaqiang's arrival. That day, Tengyu and I almost surrounded d city, and our people were everywhere. Even though zhong huaqiang had wings, he could not fly out of our hands. That night, at the hotel where he was staying, Tengyu and I shot him to death at the same time. One man hit his left chest, one man hit his right chest. He died on the spot. Seeing that it was actually in my hands, he was more unwilling than shocked, but it was too late. This is the world, either he died or I died, and I did not die, so he must die!"

When Ye Beicheng said this, Jing Ya and her mother-in-law had a general understanding of the situation. Her mother-in-law was in a trance, as if she were back more than 30 years ago, on that moonlit night, Zhong Huaqiang stood in front of her window, cursed with despair...

Love, from ancient times till now, is a poisonous poppy. It hurts others or itself.

Jing Ya slowly got up and calmly left the living room. She walked up the stairs along the carved hand guards. Her body was on the verge of falling. It seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Once, she imagined that if Ye Beicheng could come back from the dead, she would be overjoyed. But when this day really came, she was not as happy as she had imagined. Instead, she was overwhelmed by a deep sense of pain.

Madam Shangguan stared at his wife's back and turned to his son, "Go and see her. She's been through a lot these years. She's done anything stupid for you."

He nodded, got up and followed him to the room with the open door. He saw Jing Ya standing in front of the window.

Slowly walking behind her, he reached out to circle her, leaned over her shoulder and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry..."

The corners of Jing Ya's lips trembled, and a line of clear tears flowed from her closed eyes onto the back of his hand. For three years, she had never shed a single tear, and she thought that she would never cry again in the future. But at this moment, she heard his words of apology, and her face was filled with unbearable tears...

"Why apologize? Is it because you didn't let me die with you, or because you didn't die at all, but you made me think you were dead, and you felt guilty, so you said you were sorry?"

Jing Ya demanded, and her body began to tremble...

"All of it, all of your grievances, all of your worries, all of your worries, all of your pain, all of your hard work..."

"No need. It hurts. It hurts. What's the use of saying sorry now? Not every word of apology can be exchanged for nothing. My heart died three years ago. Why did you come back? Why come back? Isn't that good? Let me think you're dead, and let me live my life in peace!!"

If he didn't come back, she wouldn't know whether her heart would still hurt or not die completely...

"Are you blaming me? Are you hating me? Do you hate me for lying to you? When I had to, did you think that if I gave up on you and stayed away from you, my heart wouldn't hurt? Over the past three years, my heart has been bleeding all the time. How many times have I wanted to meet you regardless of everything, but in the end, I was controlled by the lingering reason. If the enemy hadn't been eliminated, what awaited us might be the next parting, which had already gone through a life and death, do you want to go through it again?! For me, one time is enough. Really, one time is enough!"

Ye Beicheng hugged her tightly, tears dripping down her neck. Warm tears could not wash away the pain of the past three years. Jing Ya broke free from his arms and his body trembled even more, "Even if you want to try hard, I will support you. I can take the child away from you until the day you succeed and recognize you again. But why did you leave without a word? Just like that, I thought you were dead. Let my heart die and cut off my own artery, let my eyes dry with tears, let me in order to avenge you, to be alone for the first time in my life and shoot someone. Why did you come back after so much pain? How can you make my heart face the pain of the past..."

Ye Beicheng closed his eyes in pain and forced her into his arms again. He hugged her tightly, "Jing Ya, you're so silly. If you knew I wasn't dead, would you still be in so much pain? If you're not in pain, how can Zhong Huaqiang believe that I'm really dead? Life is a gamble. We don't win with certainty, and we don't lose 100 %. To break through all the obstacles, we have to sacrifice a lot. Do you understand..."

"I don't understand. I don't want to understand. I hate you, Ye Beicheng. I hate you... I hate you..."

Finally, she could not control her emotions and cried hysterically. She cried hysterically, as if she was going to cry happily for the tears she hadn't shed in the past three years. Her arms beat the man in front of her fiercely. He stood still and let her vent. If this made her feel better, then he would be willing to be beaten to death.

It had been a long time since Jing Ya had been so emotional. She was beating and scolding. She was clearly exhausted, but she still refused to stop. It was not until Ye Beicheng grabbed her wrist and kissed her tear-stained face that she stopped her feeble behavior.

His body collapsed into his arms. He hugged her, closed the door, and laid her down on the bed. He kissed her eyelids over and over again until he dried her tears. Then he rolled his lips over and over again, using his warmth to moisten the dryness on her lips, the entanglement of her lips and tongues. What an unforgettable and familiar feeling...

He reached out to take off her clothes, without any foreplay, and went straight to the point where he had not been intimate for three years. He was still familiar with her body, but it was so tight that he couldn't bear to move forward. He watched her frown with pain, and he kissed her brow with pain.

"That place doesn't hurt. It hurts here." She grabbed his hand and placed it on his bare chest.