It turned out when one loved someone too deeply, one would be the only one in pain!
‘I need to stop thinking about it. I'll lock up all my love for her from now on, leave her alone, and let her live her life as she wishes!'
Ye Wenming slowly closed his eyes and emptied his mind.
Secretary Wang gave a peculiar smile. "I never thought someone would want to change their memories. Some people want to remember a relationship forever, but some try their best to forget about it. Old Master, why do you think this man is so persistent on such useless feelings?"
The air was silent, and no one answered him.
...
Ling Yiran would come to the store to accompany Zhuo Qianyun whenever she was free recently.
"By the way, did that Wu guy ever bother you again?" asked Ling Yiran.
Zhuo Qianyun said, "He never came back. Yiran, you don't have to accompany me all the time. I'm fine. You're missing work by coming here all the time."
"It's alright. I'm not missing much. Someone at the firm will take care of it," said Ling Yiran. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly said, “Sis Zhuo, Ye Wenming has left Shen City."
Zhuo Qianyun's hand quivered slightly. The teapot she was holding to pour tea for Ling Yiran shook, and the contents spilled, splashing onto the back of Zhuo Qianyun's hand.
Ling Yiran was startled. She hurriedly took the teapot from Zhuo Qianyun's hands and put it down. Then, she nervously looked at Zhuo Qianyun's hand that was scalded red by the hot water. "Sis Zhuo, you scalded your hand. Quick, rinse it with the cold water!"
However, Zhuo Qianyun stood still blankly and did not move.
Ling Yiran immediately gripped Zhuo Qianyun's wrist, dragged Zhuo Qianyun to the sink, and turned on the faucet.
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