VOL.1

Those years of love, should I let go, is it time to forget him

The feeling of loving him may ultimately turn into a grain of sand

Cai Chun Jia Yesterday

He thought for a moment and replied to her: "One!"

After the father passed away, the entire house fell into a profound and empty silence. Wang Shuimo curled up on the sofa with a cushion, watching the light silently and slowly move across the polished floor.

Tang Handong looked at him, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What? Do you want me to let go of her old man's funds for your sake, and consider it a favor owed to me?" Letting this kid owe him once would allow him to show off in front of other buddies later, which was even more satisfying than completing a major project. Unfortunately, his sense of pleasure lasted less than five seconds before he heard Yan Baiyao coldly refuse, "No need! What does it have to do with me?" Today, she and he no longer had any connection.

At this moment, a tall man entered with a smile, saying: "Tang Handong, if you are full and have nothing to do, you are thinking about selling yourself. Rest assured, my brothers will not stop you."

Yan Baiyao raised his eyebrows and stood up, saying, "Alright. Since you are fine, I will be going out now." He leisurely turned around, and sure enough, Yu Baitian had already spoken up: "Alright, alright, I will say it. I actually want to ask Brother Tang for a person's contact information."

Yan Baiyao downed a large glass of wine. Tang Handong smiled and teased him, "Brother, please, this is from 1982, do you think it's water? Save some for me!" Yan Baiyao's gaze swept over Tang Handong without a hint of emotion. Tang Handong quickly pleaded, "You drink, you drink. If you have the ability, then drink all the wine here. Today, I, Tang Handong, will take responsibility for all your expenses, even if it means selling myself."

Sister Xiu quickly instructed the staff to bring up the breakfast. The eggs were fried perfectly, evenly shaped and smooth, with the yolk gently swaying on the white, resembling jade, just to his liking. Yan Baiyao elegantly cut the egg into small pieces with a knife and fork. Sister Xiu had been with the Yan family for over twenty years, watching him grow up and knowing his preferences well, unlike someone who could never fry them properly no matter how hard they tried

As soon as Yu Bo Tian heard his voice, he immediately got up from the sofa: "Brother, I have been waiting for you!" Yan Bo Yao ignored him and walked straight into the dining room

Yan Baiyao's hand unconsciously pressed against her chest. The slight pain from where her fingertips had once poked seemed to linger, never fading away

Nie Chongzhi shrugged and smiled: "I have gone to meditate"

The sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, cascading gently into the dining room. While enjoying his breakfast, Father Wang looked up with a smile and asked his daughter, "How was your day yesterday?"

Before coming to the United States, he had already established three rules with his parents. The first rule was not to live in the family villa, but to rent a place outside on his own. The second rule was that, except for the first year, he would be responsible for all his expenses. Over the years, he had accumulated a considerable amount of savings from his pocket money and red envelopes. After turning ten, he was deliberately trained by his elders at home to learn how to make money through investments in stocks and funds. After all these years, he had already become a little wealthy. However, after entering school and adapting to student life, he, like all ordinary international students, sought a part-time job to experience the authentic study abroad life.

Tang Handong slowly said: "Yesterday"

Tang Handong expressed his frustration: "You don't want to owe me a favor. You wouldn't want to withdraw funds from your own family bank, would you?"

Yan Baiyao, upon hearing this, looked up in astonishment and asked, "When did this happen?"

Yan Baiyao picked up the car keys that were set aside and strode outside: "Of course. In that case, I can also choose not to let him tell you"

He put on a serious and earnest expression: "No! Baby, our country implements family planning, and we can only have one child! Otherwise, there will be a fine!"

Wang Shuimo finally swallowed the milk and smiled, saying: "Dad, it turns out that you are overthinking it!"

The wine glass in his hand smashed onto the table, shattering with a sharp "crack". Just the thought of her having once lain beneath another, of her having carried another's child, filled him with uncontrollable rage. He had once believed that after returning home, everything would be like ripples fading away, leaving no trace. Yet, he continued to think of her incessantly. That indescribable sense of emptiness and discomfort wrapped around him, shadowing him day by day. He had once thought that after returning home, everything would be like ripples fading away, leaving no trace. Yet, he continued to think of her incessantly. That indescribable sense of emptiness and discomfort wrapped around him, shadowing him day by day. There was a moment, on the morning of his birthday, when he awoke and her face vividly appeared in his mind. He suddenly opened his eyes—the morning light was clear, filtering through the curtains, softly illuminating the polished floor in front of the bed. Apart from this, there was nothing else.

But at that time, he was madly in love with her. No matter how burnt or charred her cooking was, he would unhesitatingly devour it. In the beginning, she was often deceived by him; every time she took a small bite, she would spit it out, looking at him with red eyes, like a little deer that had made a mistake, adorable and charming. His reaction was to hold her in his arms, kiss her, and tell her that as long as it was cooked by her, he would like it. The sunlight during those days was also gentle and beautiful. As long as he did not think of her later actions, warmth would still rise in his heart. His reaction was to hold her in his arms, kiss her, and tell her that as long as it was cooked by her, he would like it. The sunlight during those days was also gentle and beautiful. As long as he did not think of her later actions, warmth would still rise in his heart.

She tilted her head back, her pitch-black eyes sparkling like stars: "Why only one?! I don't want that! I don't want that! I want three!"

In those years, she was perhaps carefree due to her youth. This way of life continued until she met Yan Baiyao, from which point she began to experience sorrow and troubles, even sadness and despair

Tang Handong lazily remarked: "It is undeniable that Wang Shuimo does look quite innocent, and she is probably just to your brother's taste. Your brother hasn't played out much, so he can easily be deceived by such illusions! Someone like me, who has been through many battles, knows that this innocence is merely a facade for others."

Due to his deliberate concealment, she had always been unaware of the kind of family and lineage he came from. She believed he was merely an ordinary international student, which is why she insisted on splitting all living expenses equally between them.

Perhaps it was fate; in that school back then, there were quite a few Chinese students, yet she met and fell in love with him. She was only a freshman, while he was already a senior, preparing to take the entrance exam for graduate school

Yu Boitian did not understand why he suddenly became angry, and could only watch helplessly as he expressionlessly started the car and drove away in a cloud of dust before him

Wang Shuimo interrupted his words: "Dad ... ... "

Yan Baiyao coldly snorted and said: "Do you think we are going to a brawl?"

Yan Baiyao suddenly recalled the day at the golf course, where he and Wang Shuimo were laughing and chatting together, and he felt a thousand discomforts in his heart: "Whose contact information do you want?"

Tang Handong: "Just keep pretending. You must have known her for at least eight hundred years, otherwise, how could you have let me bring her to the study that day at the banquet?" Seeing Yan Baiyao with a sullen face, still not speaking, Tang Handong continued, "I've never seen you like this before. That day at the golf course, with your flamboyant demeanor, who were you showing off for? Don't tell me you are serious about Wang Yun. Among all the people there that day, only Wang Shuimo was special. You, my friend, were putting on a show for her from start to finish."

On the side, Yan Baiyao filled a full glass of wine and pushed it towards Nie Chongzhi, saying, "As brothers, let's drink together tonight"

In fact, he did not think at the time that the two would truly break up; he always believed it was just her moment of anger, that they were merely having a quarrel. Like the previous breakups, it wouldn't be long before she would return. He knew that she loved him. She was perfect in every way, except that she was too controlling and clingy, as if he were the entire world and she was constantly revolving around him, making him feel suffocated

Nie Chongzhi is not an outsider, so Tang Handong simply opened the window and spoke frankly, directly asking Yan Baiyao: "You, my friend, honestly tell me, what was the reason for asking me to find that Miss Wang a few days ago?" Yan Baiyao ignored him and raised his head for another drink

These years have passed, and even the country has relaxed its family planning policy. Given their circumstances, they could have had two children by now

Yan Baiyao came down the stairs and unexpectedly saw Yu Baitian lying on his back on the sofa, lost in thought. He looked at his wristwatch in surprise, the hands stopped at 10:28. Turning to glance at the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Did the sun rise from the west today? Why did you come over so early?"

Wang Shuimo from back then was indeed pure and lovely, as clean as oxygen. Her favorite outfit was a T-shirt and jeans; she never bought designer brands and had no yearning for them. On one occasion, they passed by a boutique, which wasn't even a top-tier brand, but the mannequin in the window was wearing a white dress, a very elegant style. She stared at it several times, and he knew she liked it. He dragged her inside, but she stubbornly refused, even saying he was wasteful.

It is known that his cousin, having graduated two years ago, holds the title of director at his uncle's company, yet spends his days tinkering with online games, often not going to bed until the early hours of the morning. To find him appearing in their living room at this time is truly a first, akin to flipping the calendar on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Wang Shuimo lowered her head, not wanting her father to see her reddened eyes: "Dad, I'm sorry!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Handong exclaimed in astonishment: "Nie Chongzhi! You finally showed up, where have you been disappearing to lately?"

In those days of sleeping in each other's embrace, she once lay in his arms and foolishly asked him: "Bai Yao, how many children do we want in the future?"

In many moments of sorrow, Wang Shuimo has countless times wished that she had never met him. He may have loved her, but it was only a fleeting love. In the end, love faded away, and nothing remained between them but arguments. ... She would argue about staying out all night for him, argue about his female classmates, and even argue over the smallest of matters ... . ... Too much, far too much. She would argue about staying out all night for him, argue about his female classmates, and even argue over the smallest of matters ... . ... Too much, far too much.

At this moment, Yan Baiyao looked up, disregarding Tang Handong's astonished expression, and asked淡淡地: "What trap?"

It is undeniable that she was indeed a very lovely and wonderful girl back then, otherwise I would not have invested my heart into her, and even once considered marrying her. If it were not for her miscarriage, perhaps he would have already been a father of several children by now. Back in those days, she was always fond of cute children; every time she saw adorable, fair-skinned little ones on the street, she would stop in her tracks, nearly drooling over them.

Mr. Wang stopped speaking and did not continue to dwell on that topic. He glanced at his watch and said: "I need to go to the bank. You have finished eating, so go out for a stroll and don't stay cooped up at home all the time"

She swung her fist to hit him, while he laughed so hard that he almost gasped for breath

As he watched Yan Baiyao down several more glasses, Nie Chongzhi also sensed something unusual and cast a questioning glance at Tang Handong. Tang Handong, with his legs crossed, gleefully remarked, "Men, after all, are only troubled by two things: career and love. Now that Young Master Yan is thriving in his career, well... you understand!" Nie Chongzhi was momentarily taken aback, then revealed a thoughtful smile.

He once thought that time had faded her image, and he even doubted whether he had forgotten her. However, ever since he saw her that day, her appearance has become clearer day by day

Later, she became drowsy and was on the verge of falling asleep. In a hazy state, she poked his chest with her finger and said, "Yan Baiyao, I want to have two babies in the future. At least two! One like you and one like me. If there's a fine, then so be it! Starting tomorrow, you need to save some money for me! Don't always be so extravagant!" He was feeling very sleepy and simply replied with an "mm," pulling her into his arms for a night of sweet dreams

Life may be like this; looking forward feels distant. Looking back, it turns out to be very close, right before our eyes

Everything now recalled feels so real. Wang Shuimo smiles through her tears.

Tang Handong said: "Fine, you are taking my good intentions for granted. I am merely reminding you that a woman who becomes pregnant out of wedlock is unlikely to be a good woman. Just look at her father; his eagerness to marry off his daughter is quite telling. I am concerned that you might inadvertently fall into a trap."

Yan Baiyao shot him a glance. He thought everyone was like his gentle and soft jade, flaunting the label of a pure and fresh star, specifically mingling with wealthy young masters.

A small sip of milk was stuck in her throat, and Wang Shui Mo found it somewhat difficult to swallow. In response to his daughter's hesitation, Father Wang glanced at her thoughtfully and jokingly said, "Dad understands. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it"

Wang's father's enthusiasm was suddenly dampened by the rain and wind. After a while, he put down the bowl and said earnestly, "Xiao Mo, the reason I take you to various banquets is indeed to hope that you can make more friends. If by chance you meet someone you like and who also likes you, wouldn't that be a wonderful thing? You see, ever since you returned from the United States, you seem to have changed completely. Everything I do is just to hope that you can be happy and joyful!"

Looking back now, it makes me want to laugh. However, it seems that there is a weight hanging at the corners of Yan Baiyao's mouth, making it impossible for him to smile.

Yan Baiyao recalled the breakfast with Yu Baitian, during which the latter had wanted to ask for a number but was thwarted by him. He did not expect Yu Baitian to be so impatient, turning around to seek out Tang Handong. It seems he truly underestimated Wang Shuimo; over the years, her skills in seduction have improved rapidly. After leaving him, she was mingling with someone else within just over three months. Now, in just half a day's time, she is already flirting with Yu Baitian, leaving the latter confused and disoriented, unable to find his bearings. It seems he truly underestimated Wang Shuimo; over the years, her skills in seduction have improved rapidly. After leaving him, she was mingling with someone else within just over three months. Now, in just half a day's time, she is already flirting with Yu Baitian, leaving the latter confused and disoriented, unable to find his bearings.

Two foolish people, foolish love words

Tang Handong picked up his wine glass, took a small sip, savored the fragrance lingering on his palate, and then leisurely spoke: "However, your younger brother asked me for her number a few days ago."

Tang Handong laughed heartily and said: "You, Nie Chongzhi, are going to meditate?! I would be a fool to believe you!"

Yu Bo Tian took a big gulp of juice, and only then did he swallow the toast in his mouth: "It's nothing, it's rare for you to return to Luo Hai. As your younger brother, I would like to treat you to a meal."

Nie Chongzhi tore off a few tissues and threw them to him. Tang Handong said, "Her husband's company is facing bankruptcy. The expansion was too rapid, the investments were too large, and it coincided with the national adjustment of real estate policies, so they can no longer manage their cash flow. In the past few days, he has been coming to our bank every day, hoping that we can approve his loan. Unfortunately, his collateral is insufficient, and we simply cannot grant the loan."

Yu Boitian scratched his head and said, "I am doing very well. The game from our company has become quite popular recently"

Wang's father: "When a man grows up, he should marry; when a woman grows up, she should be married off. My daughter is both beautiful and intelligent, so what is impossible about this? Look, we just met once, and now I've already arranged for you to go out together."

Yet she and he have already become strangers

I always remember her adorable look as she stared at him defiantly: "Yan Baiyao, you better remember this! Only a girlfriend would frivolously spend her boyfriend's money! I am going to be your wife in the future, so I will help you save money!" That soft voice held no threat at all, yet it shook his heart like an earthquake. At that moment, the street was bustling with people, and the lights were just coming on, but in his eyes, there was only her.

The knife and fork slipped out of the food, cutting against the bone china plate, producing a crisp and unusual sound. Yan Baiyao realized that he had lost all appetite, so he raised his head and asked Yu Baitian: "Tell me, what am I waiting for?"

Tang Handong, feeling perplexed, said that it was unlikely this fellow cared about Wang Shuimo; yet, it also seemed improbable that he was indifferent to her. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since that is the case, consider me meddlesome." After a pause, he added, "However..."

Yuan Baitian hesitated in response: "Is it possible not to say it?"

Yan Baiyao coldly tugged at the corner of his lips, revealing a cruel smile: "Did you not say that his collateral is insufficient? Why should I engage in such a losing business?"

Wang Shuimo sighed: "Dad, someone already has a girlfriend."

Yu Baitian caught up: "Alright, I will say it. I want the contact information of Miss Wang who played ball that day." Suddenly, Yan Baiyao in front came to a sudden stop, and Yu Baitian almost bumped into his back, "If there are any activities with Brother Tang, just call me, at least I will have a companion"

Wang Shuimo made a sound of acknowledgment. She was aware that her father's investment project, which had been expanded last year, was currently facing some minor difficulties in turnover. This trip to Luohai was primarily to establish a good relationship with the Tang family, who held sway over the bank

He did not know what was wrong with him, as he missed her like a madman. After much hesitation, he still dialed that once familiar number, and without even needing to consciously recall it, his fingers accurately pressed the digits. At the moment the call connected, he silently told himself: if it goes through, he would ask her how she has been and clarify things between them. It would be a way to put an end to it and allow himself to start anew. However, her line was busy—the beeping sound jolted him back to reality; she had already exited his life. Even if he managed to get through, what could they possibly say to each other? Everything had already lost its meaning! He dejectedly threw down the phone and then called his friends to go out and enjoy himself, returning home in a drunken stupor.

He listened noncommittally. The country has recently tightened its monetary policy comprehensively, making it increasingly difficult to obtain loans. Many small and medium-sized enterprises have already declared bankruptcy due to broken capital chains and inadequate loans, leading to cash flow difficulties

In the first half month after the breakup, he felt that being alone, free and unrestrained was truly no less than paradise. No one would blame him for coming home late, no one would blame him for staying up all night on the internet, no one would blame him for not making a single phone call, and certainly no one would incessantly call to inquire about his whereabouts...! All the things he once found annoying, many years later he would come to understand, were due to love, which brings care, concern, and nagging!

Yan Baiyao, upon hearing this, could not help but chuckle: "When someone goes out of their way to curry favor, it is either deceitful or thieving. Speak up, what is it really about? Have you angered your uncle again, and do you need me to clean up your mess?"

It felt as if he had been seen through, leaving him with nowhere to hide. Yan Baiyao said coldly, "Why do you care who I show it to?"

In just a few days, the holiday will end and he will return to work. According to the plan, Yan Baiyao was supposed to head back to the north today. However, for some unknown reason, he found himself reluctant to leave. The thought that she was also in this city, residing in some corner, breathing the same air as him, experiencing the same sunlight and gentle breeze, made him unwilling to part ways.

Although what has happened cannot be undone, we can make it fade away and let it pass. Do not dwell on it; the most important thing in life is to look forward. Moreover, you know that your father has already handled this matter. It is only necessary to change the title.