Guarding you in the fleeting years

  In those one and a half years, in that period of time where she wanted to ask but couldn't bring herself to, it turned out he had been struggling so hard.

  Perplexed, at a loss, silent, fallen... Lu Yiheng.

  If it weren't for her, how would he...

  It was actually because of her herself.

  "Yesterday I met with Lu Yiheng just for official business, my husband's company encountered some problems, I was just consulting him on this matter, Nie miss, I owe you an apology, I know no matter what I do, it can't make up for..."

  "I don't blame you," Nieshi said, raising her head to interrupt her words. Her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, looking at her, making Qin Zihuan suddenly feel a wave of shame.

  She said: "Miss Qin, although you lied to me..., but I really didn't blame you."

  Nie Zhiyan's smile was bitter, "Even if you weren't by Lu Yiheng's side, there would be others, it's my own problem."

  They are all the same, in emotions they are humble girls, always carefully guarding what they like, afraid of others coveting, on guard against every possible rival, who has not made mistakes when young, who has not been heartbroken and suffered for someone hard to forget during their youth.

  If she had been bolder and more confident at the time, found him and asked clearly, perhaps their situation today would have been different. But there are no ifs, how can she make up for the lost time?

  Qin Zihan was dumbfounded and nearly speechless.

  "I should thank you, after all, not every woman is willing to tell such a story to someone who was once a thorn in her heart," Nie Zhiyan said with a slight bow of his head: "Thank you, Miss Qin, for telling me that the one he loves has always been me."

  She smiled faintly, stood up, and with a bright light in her eyes, said: "Wish you happiness, I want to go find him now, goodbye."

  On the table, a vase held fresh roses, and the air was filled with the fragrance of roses. As she left, her sleeves stirred up the wind, and the even more intense rose scent wafted into her nostrils, as if it could be conveyed to the depths of one's heart.

  It was as if she had finally put down the heavy burden that had been weighing on her mind for many years. She also smiled slightly and said calmly, "Miss Nie, thank you, and I wish you both happiness."

  Nie Zhiyan paused for a moment, nodded his head with his back to her, and then quickly left.

  She wanted to see Lu Yiheng, just wanted to see Lu Yiheng immediately, and didn't want to wait for a moment.

  The mobile phone suddenly rang, she stopped in her tracks, still a familiar number, and tears welled up in her eyes. She pressed the answer button, "......Hello."

  "Nie Zhiyan, where did you go?"

  She suddenly covered her mouth, and tears fell down. After a while, she covered up her sobbing voice, "I'm at the Wàn Wéi Square... I, Lù Yǐhéng, I want to see you."

  It's very quiet over there, she doesn't know where he is.

  He paused for a moment, his tone somewhat awkward and anxious, and asked: "Xiang Xiang, are you crying?"

  Why was she so good at hiding it, yet he always knew? She suddenly didn't know how to react, "...... I, I, Lu Yiheng, I'll wait for you in the square."

  This time, I'll wait for you.

  He seemed to be running now, his breathing a bit urgent, she heard the sound of him going downstairs, thud, thud, each one like a trample on her heart.

  "He said: 'Good.'"

  (Thanks for the votes from "kingcrabbaby" and "夏尹vero"! Hmm, your usernames are really complicated! Something exciting is coming!)