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d North America back into a state of terror. The terrorists in the Middle East keep creating terrorist crises internationally. You are worried, you are afraid, so you came for another negotiation. Bai...“But I wasn't cruel enough, I could only watch her leave me, do you know that feeling It's like a knife stabbing into your eyes and then slowly being pulled out. I really hate it. She was never this ruthless, yet she was so resolute towards me.”

After she left, I thought about her every day, remembering the happiness we used to have, and that made life a little less unbearable. She's alone in America. I know she has people taking care of her, but I still worry. My wife is proud and strong-willed. If she were bullied abroad, what would happen Who would take care of her Would she hide somewhere and cry secretly Would she call my name when she cried

“Every day, I keep thinking about it over and over again. My body isn't doing well either. Thinking about her keeps me from sleeping, so I can only take sleeping pills. She’s been gone for so long, if I didn't rely on sleeping pills, I wouldn't be able to sleep at all. Sometimes I wonder, if I died, would she even shed a tear for me”

“But I won’t die, she always worries me, always makes me miserable. What if I die What if she's bullied alone Even if I worry and feel miserable, even if I hate her, I can't bear to let others bully her. Don't you think that's pathetic”

"That's right, you think I'm a pathetic man, too."

“I also feel like, the last time she was taken away by federal agents, I did everything in my power to help her, using all my connections to rescue her. But when I got there, I only saw other people carrying her out. I was both relieved and sad. Why does she always get into trouble so easily Why can't she protect herself If she were strong enough, brave enough, she wouldn't be bullied. Then I wouldn't worry every day. Take the last premiere of her movie, for example, she promised she would come back, she said she would…”

“I’m so happy. For the past few years, I’ve been thinking about what clothes to wear to make her think I’m great, what to say when we meet, and I even foolishly thought of getting media involved to take pictures of us together. You see, I’m capable of doing such silly things.”

But she didn't come back...

“I think she’s going crazy, I can see why she’s so hard to deal with. I don't want to only see her in newspapers and magazines. I want to hold her, kiss her, love her. I want to see her every day, the moment I open my eyes, she’s right there within reach.”

“Today is Christmas, the company is holding a Christmas party. I remembered last year, she accompanied me to the Christmas party. That night, she was so beautiful. I danced with her, took her to the balcony to do...ai, clung to her day and night, as if she would leave as soon as I let go. At the banquet, I saw a woman who looked similar to her, wearing the white dress she wore that year, with her ponytail and her mask. I went crazy thinking she was back, but I knew it was delusional. No matter how alike they were, it wasn't her. Looking at that woman, imagining my wife's face on her, do you think I'm insane...”

"Can you… come back, come back, okay If I die tomorrow, I hope I can tell her properly today that I love her. Ye Fei Mo loves Wen Nuan, until death do us part."

"Come back... alright"

The phone suddenly became busy, Ye Fei Mo looked up at the stars, a clear tear hanging on his face.

Long Chengtian watched in sorrow as the warm phone slipped from her grasp, landing on the ground. She was sprawled on the balcony, sobbing uncontrollably, a pain so deep it felt like her heart and lungs were being ripped apart. This agony pierced Long Chengtian's soul.

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He never knew, that a person crying, could make you feel like the whole world was hopeless.

She cried out Nonmo's name again and again, but the only answer was her own heartbroken sobs.

Just a few days after Christmas was New Year's Eve. Mo Xiaobai hosted a New Year's party on the cruise ship, inviting only a small group of people. Wen Nuan and Long Chengtian were also on the list. Wen Nuan made a phone call back to City A, and her demeanor changed. She became silent and stayed at home all day, without a smile on her face. Long Chengtian felt sorry for her, so when Mo Xiaobai hosted this party, he brought Wen Nuan out to clear her head.

Warmth wasn't willing to come, but urged by the pleas of Warmth, it followed him.

The cruise ship was quite large, spanning four decks. The guest list wasn't extensive, with only about twenty people in attendance. There were renowned Hollywood directors, screenwriters, producers, and a few media magnates. Mo Xiaobai warmly greeted everyone as they arrived, including Wen Nuan. "Liang Hongyu" had been making waves recently, so their impressions of Wen Nuan were already quite positive. To maintain appearances, she constantly wore a smile, though her enthusiasm was noticeably lacking.

After meeting once, the people in the ballroom were dancing. Alone at the bow of the boat, he watched the placid sea and his mood became restless.

Come back, okay

If I were to die tomorrow, the one person I'd hope to tell today is that I love you. Ye Fei Mo loves warmth, eternally and without reservation.

When I remembered this sentence, my heart became restless, surging with waves of pain that were unbearable.

Not ink, not ink...

She missed him too. Had she done wrong Shouldn't she have considered Fei Mo's feelings and not gone her own way Had she made a mistake She was heartbroken, and Fei Mo was suffering just as much. That day, listening to his every word, her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

Mo Xiaobai saw her standing alone at the bow of the ship and walked over, asking with concern, "Are you tired"

"A little bit."

Mo Xiaobai said, "They're having too much fun, the boat probably won't leave until daybreak."

With a warm nod and a smile, she looked back at the sea. Mo Xiaobai suddenly said, "Wen Nuan, do you regret leaving Fei Mo so easily"

She didn't know how to answer, so she just kept silent. Mo Xiaobai said, "I saw regret in your eyes. You know On Christmas Eve, my little cousin fell into a coma again... The doctor said he was malnourished and overworked, his body exhausted."

"That's enough." Warmth suddenly snapped.

"He needs sleeping pills to maintain sleep every day," Mo Xiaobai continued.

"Little White, please stop, I beg you."

“He's on the ship now.” Mo Xiaobai suddenly said, his warm and pale face seemed to be caught off guard by a sudden panic. Mo Xiaobai blinked mysteriously, “Look at you, startled! Little cousin is too tired, I fed him something, he fell asleep.”

"You..." The warm fingertips trembled slightly.

Mo Xiaobai playfully winked, "Room 402, whether you go or not is up to you. If you go, don't regret it. If you don't go, don't regret it either."

He finished speaking, immediately turning the bow of the boat. He looked warmly up at the building. The banquet was on the 2nd floor, and the bedrooms were on the 4th floor. Should she go Fei Mo was upstairs, he was upstairs. He had fallen asleep... Mo Xiaobai must have done this on purpose.But with death separating them, it's impossible in this lifetime. At the very least, she would stay by his side until her last days. Just staying with him, for as long as she could.To be buried with...