Chapter 398 - 399 Di Xiaxia You’ve Had Enough
She knew it was never intentional with Gu Qibao and Di Mingjue, she knew they were genuinely in love!
They were genuinely in love!
She thought she could let go in a peaceful and calm manner, she thought she was strong, cool, and could easily forget after playing a few games.
But to remove someone who has been buried in one’s heart for twenty years, it’s like skinning oneself to the bone!
It’s about stripping away the skin and flesh layer by layer, the bones and blood, then slowly excising it from your heart, and finally, gradually learning to forget him.
The more blurred the flesh and blood, the more intense the pain.
But how much could it actually hurt? She had once comforted herself, thinking as long as Mingjue was happy, it would be enough.
However, she hadn’t anticipated that his happiness would be her ultimate downfall.
Even if she pretends to remain calm, even if she tries to ignore all the feelings, yet, when she sees Gu Qibao and Di Mingjue’s happy faces, she had to admit, she had lost!
She failed completely, it was a total mess!
She failed because she couldn’t pull herself away, she lost because she had lost from the start...
If feelings can be won or lost, I don’t know if you won, but I’m sure I lost from the very beginning.
The biggest loser is the one who gives their heart to someone, but that person’s heart is given to another.
Your whole world of tenderness and smiles were all given to her, while for me, even hoping for a glimpse is a luxury I cannot afford.
Two people hand in hand, but their hearts far apart.
Di Mingzhe wanted to lose his temper, he wanted to harshly question her, what made Mingjue so great, to win her affection for twenty years!
Why didn’t you look at me, even once, in those twenty years?
Even just once!
But, the anger welling up inside him was eventually suppressed, bit by bit.
How many whys could there be?
Just like his unrequited affection for her for twenty years.
Even if she never once paid him any attention, he still liked her, didn’t he?
He was clearly so outstanding, but even such an outstanding person couldn’t attain pure love, wasn’t it rather sad?
He had thought more than a million times, about disregarding her feelings and keeping her by his side!
But, in the end, he couldn’t overcome those three words from the bottom of his heart, "can’t let go".
Let it be, Xiaxia. I’ll give you some time. I will painstakingly remove him from your heart bit by bit, replace him with me, and finally etch myself into your bones.
Di Mingjue’s villa was huge; the distance from the front hall to the dining room was quite far. Plus, due to Xiaxia’s lack of mobility, the two walked extremely slow.
But their pace was incredibly synchronized. That was because Di Mingzhe was always waiting for her, matching her step by step, moving forward and falling back together.
He held her little hand, silent, and his silence somehow weighed heavily on those around him.
But Xiaxia’s mind was hazy. Her eyes, slightly dulled, stared at the loving couple in front of her, the pain spreading wildly.
"Xiaxia..." He wanted to speak, but abruptly stopped. He heard Xiaxia softly humming something. When he listened carefully, the lyrics, filled with deep sorrow, were like a piercing arrow to his heart, the pain spreading to every corner.
"Do you know what it’s like to miss someone? It’s like drinking a glass of ice-cold water, then over a very long time, it turns into hot tears that fall one by one."
"Do you know what loneliness tastes like; loneliness because of whom you miss, do you know the taste of pain; the pain is because you want to forget whom."
"Do you know what it feels like to forget someone? It’s like appreciating a kind of cruel beauty, then telling yourself with a very soft voice, to face it with strength..."
"Xiaxia, that’s enough." Di Mingzhe’s deep voice suddenly rang out, steady without a hint of fluctuation, but it possessed a permeating coldness. He also halted his steps.
This sudden move pulled Xiaxia out of her daze. Somewhat bewildered, she glanced up into his eyes.
His eyes were pitch black, seeming to carry a hint of a brewing storm. The hand holding hers was also somewhat tense, bringing her a twinge of pain.