While sleeping in a daze, Jiang Weiwei had a dream.
In the dream, there is a world covered with purple roses.
"Miaomiao, come with me." A slender hand held her.
This is Xiang Yutian.
He led her up the stairs paved with rose petals. She put her hand in his hand with peace of mind and followed him...
Xiang Yutian's eyes are as deep as the sea.
"Miaomiao, marry me."
When they walked to the rooftop, the blue sky and white clouds were their background. Xiang Yutian took out the diamond ring and looked at her affectionately.
All the petals suddenly floated up and danced with the wind.
She extended her hand to him.
She watched him slowly put on the ring for her...
The next second, there was a sudden scream. When she turned her head, she saw Professor Jiang and his wife, An Cheng, and Mu Yao hanging on the rooftop.
The rope loosened.
They fell from the rooftop hundreds of floors up.
"don't want--"
Jiang Weiwei woke up from the nightmare, covered in cold sweat, and his hair was completely wet, as if he had been soaked in water...
Passports, tickets, and ID cards were scattered on the bed.
It'll be okay.
With the military going, Ancheng and the others will be fine, but if they are rescued, Xiang Yutian will be...
A fight to the death.
Jiang Weiwei lowered his head, inserted his slender fingers into his hair, and grabbed it hard.
She no longer dared to sleep.
In this way, Jiang Weiyi sat there until dawn.
The fragrance of flowers filled with stars floated from the window.
It is already a brand new day, and it is also the day when she and Xiang Yutian are engaged. To be more precise, it is the day when she is free...
After Jiang Wei washed up in the bathroom, he folded his pajamas and other items.
During the few days she lived here, Wang Ma always gave her Ancheng's pajamas to wear.
She knew what Wang Ma meant, but she was no longer the Jiang Weiyi she had been before, and she would no longer be foolishly infatuated with anyone...
"Miss Sole, it's time for us to set off."
The uncle driver stood at her door and said politely.
"Okay." Jiang Weiwei put on his backpack and walked out with a pile of pajamas in his hands. He asked in a calm voice, "Where is Ancheng's room? I want to return the clothes."
"The young master's room is downstairs, I will take you there."
"Thanks."
Under the guidance of the driver, Jiang Weiwei walked into Ancheng's room.
It's a very simple room, with one bed at a glance, no extra clutter beside the bed, and it's so clean that there's nothing else.
There are no floor lamps.
There are no chairs.
There aren't many cabinets, just a bookcase.
Jiang Weiwei put his pajamas on the bed, thought for a while, walked to the bookcase, and took out paper and pen from it.
A photo floated down from inside following the range of her movements...
Jiang Weiwei held the white paper and concentrated for a moment.
Then, she picked up the pen and wrote down a few words on the paper -
〖Ancheng, I forgive you.〗
This is what she wanted to do before she left.
It is impossible to meet again in the future.
She doesn't want to have any more contact, but she hopes... Ancheng can live well.
Putting the paper on a pile of clothes, Jiang Weiwei put the paper back on the bookcase, only to find that a photo had fallen to the ground...
She bent down and picked it up.
Just one glance.
Her entire soul seemed to disappear in an instant, withdrawing from her body...
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City H, the entire city is under martial law.
Traffic patrols were dispatched on a large scale to conduct traffic control.
Lamborghini, BMW, Maserati, Bugatti Veyron, Cadillac and various other luxury cars were driving on the streets of H City. Without exception, they were all going to attend Mr. Xiang's engagement ceremony.