The train made a long whistle, and Liang Yueying was about to board the special train bound for Jiangbei. Military police were on both sides to clear the way.
She turned back and took one last look at the land where she was born and raised, and her thoughts kept swirling.
Looking from a distance, I saw a small car driving by. Amidst the chaos of guns and live ammunition, he got out of the car and walked towards her.
Every time Zhang Xicheng stood in front of her, Liang Yueying's heart would beat uncontrollably, as if she was looking at the dazzling sun.
"Ah Yue." Zhang Xicheng was wearing a straight windbreaker in the coolness of early autumn, unable to conceal the strange young master Ruyu at all.
When he spoke, his voice was still like a clear spring in the mountains:
"Didn't you say before that you wanted to study abroad?"
He remembered her ambition and aspirations. She was never willing to be confined to the inner house, spending her whole life around men and cooking pots. But... fate had its way with people.
Liang Yueying should be resentful of him, but at this moment, she is full of willingness and resignation after accepting defeat.
She raised her eyebrows and laughed at herself: "You can't even deal with men, and you still want to study medicine to save the country? I'm just an abandoned woman. This is the end of my life."
She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers. The nails on them were just dyed with cardamom, and they were so delicate.
She avoided his gaze and stopped looking at him, fearing that she would not be able to bear it.
"No. Ah Yue, I don't deserve it. You have never been my abandoned wife. How can I, Zhang Xicheng, be so virtuous and capable?" Zhang Xicheng just thought that she didn't want to see him again, and he still made the final struggle:
"Ah Yue, I never thought you would get married. If he forced you, I would take you far away now. We will go to the other side of the ocean together, you go to study medicine, and I will support you."
Liang Yueying suppressed the heat in her eyes, and a wry smile appeared on her lips, laughing at the man's innocence.
"When you were with your apprentice, did you ever think about me?"
From the moment he chose to betray, he crushed all her pride and self-esteem.
Let’s go? It’s easier said than done. There are armed military police on all sides, and the special train to Jiangbei is about to leave.
"Zhang Xicheng, the thing I regret most in my life is that I liked you. If you still have any kindness towards me, just get out and don't let me see you again. Because it will remind me how ridiculous you were before."
Zhang Xicheng knew that the situation was over, but he still didn't want her to forget him. He took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it over:
"Ah Yue, I respect your choice. If you decide to get married, then I wish you happiness."
Although he is rich all over the world, he only lacks everything in the Liang family, and the gold, silver and jewels must be the icing on the cake for her.
This jade pendant was left behind by his mother before she passed away, and she asked him to give it to his future daughter-in-law.
Liang Yueying had already heard the familiar footsteps behind her. It was Song Shishan who had just relieved himself and returned.
Scenes of her concubine's blood swirled in her mind. She had no time to think about it and allowed Zhang Xicheng to stuff the jade pendant into her arms.
The next moment, he grabbed the jade pendant, threw it to the ground, and smashed it into pieces.
"I find the actor's things dirty."
Seeing that the jade pendant was broken into several pieces, Liang Yueying raised her leg and patched it up a few times, showing her determination to break up with him.
Just when Zhang Xicheng leaned down to pick it up, her pair of jade feet fell on the back of his hand.
She felt a slight burn and immediately took it back.
Zhang Xicheng did not rush to pick up the jade pendant, but still lay at her feet, carefully brushing off the dust on her shoes with his well-joined fingers.
Seeing him getting up, Song Shishan's footsteps were approaching step by step, and Liang Yueying roared angrily:
"You are not worthy of me being your wife. Get out!"
Zhang Xicheng held the few jade pendants and only drew blood on his palms. He didn't notice it. A bitter smile appeared on his lips and he said lightly: "Yeah":
"It's my own passion. Miss Xiao Xiang. I don't want you to be my wife. As long as my face and appearance are still there, if the second miss doesn't dislike me, I am willing to be your concubine."