Chapter 594 - 595: The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment
His eyelashes were thick and charmingly curled, his double eyelids incredibly attractive. The distinctive angles of his features radiated an intense coldness, but it somehow suited his overall demeanor, without jarring contradictions.
Seated inside the car, Di Xiaxia looked at him through the window, realizing he had been following Gu Qibao with his eyes all along, until she got into the car.
His lean figure leaned over instantly, presumably to fasten her seat belt.
He then gently kissed Gu Qibao’s forehead before sitting back in the driver’s seat, a smug smile playing on his lips.
Gu Qibao looked past Di Mingjue, heartily waved at Di Xiaxia.
Di Xiaxia smiled faintly, returned the wave.
Di Mingjue’s car quickly pulled away first. As always, his speed reflected his temper.
Watching the limited edition flamboyant Ferrari disappear into the distance, Di Xiaxia finally turned her gaze away. She said nothing and showed no expression, merely leaning back in her seat, eyes closed.
Di Mingzhe, seated next to her, also had no reaction. His intense eyes fixated on the tablet in his hand, seemingly engrossed in whatever he was reading.
But on a closer look, one would find his gaze hadn’t moved at all; it was frozen, almost as if it lost focus.
Whilst you are watching the scenery from the bridge, the person watching the scenery is also watching you.
Di Xiaxia, while you’re watching our youngest brother , I am watching you.
You are unaware of it, because your gaze is fixed on him, not sparing me even a little bit.
The pain spread unabashedly, yet he was powerless to fight it, nor even to be angry.
Because if he angry, it would hurt her. And if he hurt her, ultimately it would cause him pain.
He was afraid that this would create a gap between them.
A feeling of extreme helplessness spread within him. What words could possibly express his current pain?
He seems to have lost the words for it.
Let it be, once you become accustomed to pain, you will no longer feel it.
Our hearts are made of muscles, as long as they grow stronger, able to withstand a few beats, you can also resist some wounds.
No matter how things evolve, my heart is as strong as iron, and it is bound to be unbreakable.
But what’s with this intense sense of loss and indescribable resentment?
He doesn’t want to feel this way; it makes him so sad.
Forget it, don’t think too much, the days are still long, life continues. Just be yourself, and in the end, you will be at peace with yourself.
Let it go, withdraw your excessive emotions. The lower you stoop, perhaps the more insignificant you become.
Let it be, just let her go, as long as she’s happy.
Forget it, she doesn’t love you, your love for her is enough.
Love is about giving, tolerating. It’s not about tallying gains and losses; it’s about building a secure and warm fortress for the one you love, allowing them to be themselves.
Let her be who she wants to be, the happiest and carefree version of herself.
Love is not about possession, or bullying. It’s the only force in the world that offers equality.
Even if she’s wrong, her wrongs are for him to bear.
She was like a child, lonely and frustrated, her heart already filled with discontent and pain. How can he add to her suffering?
Just like a parent to their child, no matter how disappointed or heartbroken, they can never bring themselves to say "I don’t want you anymore."
Di Mingzhe’s eyes became completely vacant, his eyes were sore from refusing to blink.
Finally, he closed his eyes slowly, pushing back the pain in his heart bit by bit.
Actually, it’s fine to just go with the flow... the bigger the hope, the bigger the disappointment. If there’s no hope, then there would be no disappointment.