VOL.1

A single disagreement leads to missing out on the future, the heartbeat during farewell feels so real. If this is love, we have both let love down

Zhang Liangying "We Have All Let Love Down"

Yan Baiyao smiled, yet there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "How come such good things have not come my way?"

Perhaps it is because they have truly broken up that he occasionally finds himself lost in thought, reminiscing about her good qualities

On the first day after the breakup, he went to the bar district to drink with a few classmates. In the past, no matter what activities he had, she would always call him, as if she had installed a tracking device on him, which made him quite impatient. She was actually very clingy, calling him incessantly every day, possibly because she had his class schedule, as the timing of her calls was always just right.

Tang Handong had already seen him and waved his hand. Yan Baiyao's lips curled slightly, revealing a smile as he raised his wine glass and offered a distant toast.

It is quite a coincidence that I unexpectedly ran into ... at the airport again this year

Perhaps it is precisely for this reason that he has always felt a deep sense of guilt towards her. If it had not been for his inability to control his temper and argue with her at that time, how could she have had a miscarriage? During that period, she would often bury herself silently on the sofa, crying quietly. He felt heartbroken every time, holding her soft body in his arms, gently comforting her: "BABY, don't cry, okay! Once we get married in the future, I will definitely work harder. I promise, we will definitely have a baby! I promise! Trust me!"

Tang Handong said: "I encountered this woman a few years ago on a flight returning from the United States. She mistakenly took my bag, and fortunately, I realized it early before leaving the airport, so we arranged to exchange bags at the exit hall. You have no idea, at that time she was heavily pregnant, standing at the exit holding her handbag, crying uncontrollably, it was truly tragic! Everyone in the hall looked at me with those accusatory and angry eyes, thinking I had abandoned her, as if they wanted to rise up against me. You have no idea, at that time she was heavily pregnant, standing at the exit holding her handbag, crying uncontrollably, it was truly tragic! Everyone in the hall looked at me with those accusatory and angry eyes, thinking I had abandoned her, as if they wanted to rise up against me. That was the first time in my life that I fled in disgrace! So it left a deep impression on me."

Boyfriend! It has only been such a short time since we broke up, and Wang Shuimo actually has a boyfriend! Yan Baiyao stood there in shock, as if he had been dealt a heavy slap to the face, his cheeks burning with heat. He was filled with uncontrollable anger, wishing he could tear her apart: Wang Shuimo, this time you really went too far.

However, this time Yan Baiyao did not try to hold him back; he even experienced a sense of relief.

Just as the mentor received tasks for reports and papers, he also became busy, searching for information and conducting experiments, feeling dazed and overwhelmed. Occasionally, a fleeting thought of missing her would arise, but it was quickly pushed aside by his busyness. Only when he finally wrapped up the papers and reports at hand, and everything became quiet, did he truly realize that the two of them had really broken up

Yan Baiyao took a light sip of wine, savoring the rich flavor amidst the bitterness. After a long while, he deliberately moved his body out of the darkness, wanting to see how she would react upon noticing him. The woman who had quickly found a new partner just months after their breakup might have had countless boyfriends over the years, perhaps she no longer remembered who he was! Yan Baiyao was unsure what was happening to him; as soon as this thought arose, a surge of anger ignited in his chest, just like in the past

He held a wine glass, hidden in the shadows, observing her without leaving a trace. He remembered her once chubby face, but now it had become slender with a pointed chin. Yet her brows remained the same, her eyes were still the same, and her lips were unchanged—if it were not for the fact that he had lived with her for more than two years, leaving countless kisses of varying intensity on that face, he would almost doubt whether this was truly her.

Extremely nourishing. Her current boyfriend is incredibly gentle and considerate towards her! What? You don't mean to try to win back Shui Mo, do you?

The father and daughter occasionally paused to exchange greetings with the arriving guests, especially showing respect towards the host of the banquet, Tang Handong, indicating that they must have a request to make.

A lifetime vow is always made when we most desire to have each other. Yet, at that moment, he truly thought the same way!

In the past, whenever he returned home, she would always have hot food prepared for him. Whether it was Chinese dishes or simple Western-style steak and microwave meals, she would go to great lengths to innovate and present new variations. This was also what he admired most about her; clearly, when they first started living together, she knew nothing at all, and even frying an egg could result in her burning her hand.

Tang Handong possesses a refined and handsome appearance, coupled with substantial wealth, which naturally grants him countless advantages in charm and allure

The atmosphere in the air was stifling yet quiet, so quiet that it reminded him of a time when a person lived freely and unrestrained. After a long while, her soft and calm voice pulled him out of the dead silence of confusion: "Let's break up!"

Yan Baiyao glanced at Tang Handong and said with disdain, "Do not impose your bad taste on me"

Now she is holding the hand of an old man, moving intimately through the crowd. At a glance, it is clear that he is a nouveau riche; although he is dressed in designer brands, compared to the innate elegance and composure of a scion from a prestigious family, he immediately reveals his true nature and appears quite out of place. If it were not for a certain understanding of her character, his first reaction would be that she is clinging to a wealthy patron.

The two had once been apart. However, during that period of separation, both of them constantly missed each other. Eventually, he could no longer hold back and deliberately sent her a message asking where that white T-shirt had gone. She replied that it was there. He didn't even look for it and simply said he couldn't find it. In the end, he said, "You come back and look for it." As soon as she stepped into the room, he embraced her. Thus, it was only natural that they got back together.

He clearly remembers that day when he and she had a fierce argument, almost tearing apart that small apartment. In the end, both were exhausted, each occupying a corner to rest. He distinctly recalls that no one was willing to move to turn on the light; the only source of illumination in the apartment came from the streetlights outside, faint beams of light gently filtering through the heavy curtains. Only those whose eyes had adjusted to the darkness could see and feel that it was light. He clearly remembers that no one was willing to move to turn on the light; the only source of illumination in the apartment came from the streetlights outside, faint beams of light gently filtering through the heavy curtains. Only those whose eyes had adjusted to the darkness could see and feel that it was light

Tang Handong lowered his voice deliberately and said, "I advise you not to entertain this thought. Do not be deceived by her good looks, but..."

The small apartment was once tidied up neatly, with his clothes arranged as usual, so he did not have to worry about finding them. It is well known that a man's apartment is generally not merely characterized by the word "messy"

Is that so? In what way is it not bad?

She hid behind the sofa, clutching a cushion, remaining silent—he was the same. Their relationship seemed to have reached its end, and the sweetness of the beginning felt like a matter of a past life. He could hardly remember how many times they had quarreled; even trivial matters could serve as the spark.

Looking back now, it is inexplicably filled with resentment and unwillingness. Yan Baiyao took a deep breath and after a while said: "So what? Perhaps they were already married at that time?"

At the time when the two were together, he was still a passionate young man, inevitably losing control at times. She had once been pregnant. However, this ill-fated child quietly left during one of their intense arguments. He carried her to the hospital, and when he looked down, he saw her pale and weak, lying in his arms like a small beast that had been gravely injured and was on the verge of death. The doctor said that due to the aftereffects of the miscarriage, her uterus had become very fragile, and it was possible that she would never have children again in this lifetime. He carried her to the hospital, and when he looked down, he saw her pale and weak, lying in his arms like a small beast that had been gravely injured and was on the verge of death. The doctor said that due to the aftereffects of the miscarriage, her uterus had become very fragile, and it was possible that she would never have children again in this lifetime.

Tang Handong was also unwilling to back down: "You are the one who is insatiable! After taking a two-week vacation, I thought you had gone soft and would be absent tonight!"

I never thought I would see her again, after all, the two of us are in different cities, separated by more than half of China, and we have not been in contact for four or five years. But the fact is, we met, and in that moment, Yan Baiyao couldn't help but tense all the muscles in his body.

One day, he could no longer hold back and made a call to her good friend, Lou Lvqiao. He had met Lou Lvqiao a few times during their dates and knew that they had always had a good relationship, as she was her only close female friend at school. When Lou Lvqiao answered the phone and heard it was him, she replied irritably, "Shuimo, she is doing well now."

He was indeed taken aback. Indeed, during many arguments, in those suffocating moments, he had thought more than once: perhaps breaking up would be better. It was exhausting.

Tang Handong glanced at him sideways, slowly observing him a few times: "If she were married or had been married, how could her father be so eager to promote her to us, a group of aristocratic young men? Do you think we are all fools?"

Years ago at the airport, although Tang Handong felt embarrassed, the woman's face had long since faded from his memory. This year, while waiting at the airport, she was holding a small child and accidentally bumped into his luggage. At that moment, he did not realize it was the same person, but when he placed his bag in the overhead compartment on the plane, he suddenly recalled: Damn! This person is none other than that heavily pregnant woman from back then! In the blink of an eye, the child was already walking. He never expected such a coincidence today, running into her at this party; now it is difficult for him to forget.

With a large belly, she gave birth to a child. This indirectly confirmed his suspicion that she had been through many battles. Yan Baiyao tightened his grip on the wine glass in his hand, feeling the fire in his chest surging upward, growing increasingly intense.

His only reaction was to set off for home immediately, and from that moment on, he never thought of inquiring about any news regarding her again

Yan Baiyao was initially a bit anxious, fearing that she might call again midway. Fortunately, this time she did not. For several consecutive days, he spent his time in the bar, surrounded by various sexy and youthful women. He either played games all night or ordered takeout when hungry, always feeling a sense of enjoying life to the fullest, seizing the moment to revel, lest he turn around and find himself under her control again. However, unexpectedly, she did not call again. At that time, he thought to himself that she really managed to hold back this time. He wondered how long she could endure.

He asked without changing his expression: "But what?"

After observing for a moment, he fixed his gaze thoughtfully: the shape of that person's face bore some resemblance to hers. At this moment, Yan Baiyao belatedly realized that this person should be her father. When he was in the United States, he had seen a photograph of her father, but since it was taken when she was a child, so much time had passed that both his attire and appearance had changed significantly, making him look almost like a different person from the one standing before him.

Yan Baiyao coldly curled his lips: "Do you think I am like you? All show and no substance!" The few words provoked Tang Handong's murderous intent, as he ground his teeth: "Yan Baiyao, do you want to die?! Come here, and I guarantee I won't kill you!"

Yan Baiyao smiled as he took a sip from his cup, glancing in the direction of Wang Shuimo, raising an eyebrow: "Who are those two?" Tang Handong turned to look at the individuals he was pointing at, his tone very casual: "They are the owners of a small real estate company from a small place, with the surname Wang..." He noticed Yan Baiyao's gaze was fixed on the petite figure, and thus teased: "Yan Baiyao, you wouldn't be interested in his daughter, would you?" As expected, it was indeed her father.

Tang Handong shot him a glare, saying, "Please, haven't you been staying in the north for the entire year?!" Yan Baiyao gently swirled his wine glass, remaining silent and expressionless. Tang Handong suddenly felt something was off and leaned in closer, asking, "You can't really be interested in her, can you? I advise you, it's better not to get involved with someone like that; if you want to have fun, find someone who knows how to play."

Once, while shopping at the supermarket, he saw an orange and couldn't help but toss it in his hand, knowing it was her favorite. Not only did she love eating them, but she also enjoyed making juice with them. He filled a paper bag to the brim and, feeling excited, hurried back to the apartment after checking out. It was only when he pushed the door open and looked at the mess in the room that he realized she had already broken up with him

"Excuse me for a moment!" Tang Handong greeted the guest beside him politely yet distantly, then eagerly approached and punched him on the shoulder. Yan Baiyao winced in pain and frowned: "Tang Handong, could it be that you were unsatisfied last night?"