Siheyuan: Shazhu's Life Simulator

Ah Hong stood there silently, as if time had stopped.

She knew in her heart that every word the other party said was true, without a single falsehood. After all, how could a wealthy family like the He family be compared with an ordinary family?

If you look around, whether in the prosperous Hong Kong or the glamorous Macau, which wealthy family does not have a stable position of the legal wife at home, while the mistress outside the home is waving like colorful flags? What's more, some even openly bring their mistresses home without any hesitation.

Those powerful bosses have countless wives and concubines around them.

However, even though she knows that these are the norm in reality, Ah Hong is still unable to overcome the hurdle deep in her heart.

She said softly, "I understand, you are right, but my heart cannot accept it."

Then, as if she had made up her mind, she slowly uttered, "Otherwise, let's end it like this." After saying this, Ah Hong felt that the whole world became quiet, with only the sound of her heavy breathing.

Hearing this, He Aihua panicked and asked quickly: "Don't you like me?"

Ah Hong smiled bitterly, shook her head gently, and said, "That's not the case. My feelings for you are beyond doubt. It's just that I know my own character too well."

She took a deep breath and continued, "I am like a jar full of old vinegar. Once it is overturned, the sour smell will overflow. I am worried that we will quarrel endlessly all day long because of your romantic affairs in the future. Just thinking about such a scene makes people feel terrified. So, please let me go, and let yourself go at the same time. Perhaps, we can only say that we are not destined to be together."

But how could He Aiguo give up so easily? You know, in order to win Ah Hong's heart, he has put in a lot of effort and tried his best. What's more, this is the first time in his life that he has taken a relationship so seriously. Even until now, he has never really possessed Ah Hong's body.

No matter what happens, even if there are numerous difficulties and obstacles ahead, he will never allow this precious love that he has obtained through untold hardships to slip away from his fingers so easily.

He held Ah Hong's hand tightly, looked at her with a firm and affectionate gaze, and said, "Ah Hong, believe me, as long as the love between us is stronger than gold, then all the difficulties we are facing now will not be a problem at all!"

However, Ah Hong just gently pulled back the hand he was holding, lowered her head and said softly: "Let me think about it first." After that, she turned around, slowly walked away.

At this moment, He Aihua stood there in a daze, unable to say a word. His eyes were fixed on Ah Hong's receding figure, with endless sadness and deep loss flashing in his eyes.

Ah Hong's figure gradually disappeared from his sight, but he still stood there motionless, like a sculpture. Perhaps, at this moment, Ah Hong didn't know how to face him directly, let alone how to deal with such a heavy feeling.

He Aihua still maintained his original posture, his eyes always gazing into the distance, as if he wanted to see through the distant skyline, across the limitations of time and space, to pursue the familiar figure that had already left.

His eyes had turned red at some point, and were still trembling slightly, with crystal tears rolling in his eye sockets, as if they were about to burst out in the next second. But he clenched his teeth and used his tenacious willpower to hold back the tears that were about to burst, because he really didn't want others to see his vulnerable side.

His originally handsome face became extremely solemn at this moment, as if he was carrying all the sadness and pain in the world. He bit his lips so hard that they turned white, and even blood could be seen faintly.

His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the joints were white due to excessive force. At this moment, he seemed to be secretly swearing to his departed lover that no matter what difficulties and obstacles he encountered, he would firmly protect this relationship and never give up easily.

Deep within his fiery heart, a raging fire was burning. The extremely strong emotions were like a surging tide, constantly impacting his mental defenses, causing him great torment and torture.

However, he knew very well that if he chose to retreat or give up now, it would mean losing the possibility of happiness forever.

Therefore, only by persevering can he prove to everyone his sincerity and his persistent pursuit of this relationship, and prove that his love is real and profound.

His chest was rising and falling violently, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and the wheezing sound seemed to be a roar coming from the depths of his soul, carrying endless pain and sorrow. Every breath he took seemed to be sucking the suffering of the entire world into his body, and every breath he exhaled seemed to be struggling to spit out the long-suppressed despair.

However, despite such difficulties, he still gritted his teeth, supported his shaky body with a strong breath, and fought tenaciously against the cruel fate.

His voice was trembling violently, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time, but the grief and anger contained in it could not be concealed like a volcanic eruption. The voice was sharp and piercing, like a sharp blade that cut through the silent night sky, piercing straight into people's hearts, making people tremble all over.

"Ah Hong, wait, I will definitely marry you home!" This sentence is not only a deep promise to the beloved, but also a cry to encourage himself. It seems to declare to the world that even if he loses his beloved, he will not be defeated, but will continue to move forward along this rugged road firmly.

After saying this, He Aihua seemed a little lost, and staggered away slowly. Ah Hong couldn't help but turn around and look at his lonely back, feeling a pang of pain in her heart, which was really unbearable.

At this time, he was in a very bad mood, with nowhere to vent his depression. Finally, he made up his mind to let himself go completely and indulge himself this time.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Ah Hong, where is the Third Master?"

Ah Hong turned around when she heard the voice. It turned out to be her family asking. She replied softly, "I went home."

The other party curiously asked: "I saw that you two were getting along well just now, what happened now?"

Ah Hong hesitated for a moment, but finally decided not to hide it from her family: "He said his family has agreed to marry me." Upon hearing this news, the person asking the question exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, great news!"

"Ah Hong, your dream of becoming a wealthy wife will finally come true!" said my mother with joy on her face.

However, Ah Hong frowned and sighed softly: "Mommy, it's not as simple as you think!"

Mom patted Ah Hong's hand and said earnestly, "My daughter, it's not easy to be the wife of a wealthy family." Ah Hong nodded worriedly, "Yes, Mom, I know it very well. He and I seem to be from two completely different worlds and are not a match at all. Even if I am lucky enough to step into the door of the He family, I am afraid I will always be inferior to him..."

"What's going on? Did you two have a fight?" Mom asked with concern.

Ah Hong quickly shook her head and denied, "No, no, it's just that I often can't help but let my imagination run wild. You know all the gossips about the rich families, and I'm always worried that he might also be like those rich boys and have affairs with other girls in the future..."

The mother comforted her daughter: "Silly girl, even if he is not the son of a rich family, there are many playboys in this world. It is inevitable for men to socialize outside sometimes. As women, we just need to turn a blind eye and don't take these things to heart. As long as he knows to go home for a hot home-cooked meal, that's enough."

Ah Hong still looked conflicted: "But I...I just can't accept this kind of lifestyle."

My mother advised anxiously, "Oh, my dear daughter, this is the He family! How many people are trying their best to climb up the high branches, we must not miss this great opportunity. Think about it, after you marry into the He family, not only will you have no worries about food and clothing in this life, but even your children will be able to enjoy the happiness in the future! This is a good thing that falls from the sky, why are you hesitating?"

"Don't worry, we will definitely not cause you any trouble. It's not like our family is having trouble making ends meet."

Aihua frowned, her face full of worry, her heart felt like being bitten by thousands of ants, and she looked extremely irritated and depressed. In order to relieve her boredom, she went to the bar she often went to and called Dibola without hesitation.

"Hey, dear, what are you doing now?" Ai Huaqiang asked with energy.

Diborah's gentle and slightly apologetic voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm having dinner with my boyfriend."

Hearing this, Aihua's heart sank, but she pretended to be calm and said, "That's okay, I'll wait for you at our old place." After that, she hung up the phone in a hurry.

At this time, Dibola held the phone, looking embarrassed. Seeing this, the fourth brother sitting opposite asked with concern: "Niuniu, who is calling?" The fourth brother always liked to call her in this way.

Diborah hesitated for a moment and replied, "One of my little sisters came to see me."

The fourth brother then asked: "Is it urgent?"

Dibola bit her lip lightly and said, "Well...it's not too urgent. Why don't we eat first?"

However, as soon as she said this, she seemed to remember Aihua's depressed mood and quickly changed her words: "Oh, no, it's urgent. She's in a very bad mood and really needs me to go over and accompany her."

When the fourth brother heard this, his face instantly turned gloomy, but he couldn't get angry because their relationship wasn't that close. He sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, go ahead. But remember to lock the door for me when you leave after dinner."

Although he said this, the fourth brother was already furious, thinking why this woman was always so distant and trying to get him. It seemed that he had to find a way to marry her home and tame her.

After getting the fourth brother's consent, Dibola felt relieved, quickly picked up her bag, and hurriedly left the restaurant, leaving the fourth brother sitting there alone, getting angrier and angrier, but there was nothing he could do.

On the other side, the lights in the bar were flashing and the music was deafening. Diborah trotted all the way to the agreed location and saw Aihua drinking alone.

"Third Master, you don't look very happy?" Dibola asked with concern and sat down next to Aihua.

Aihua raised his head, looked at Dibola with a dazed look, smiled bitterly and said, "Oh, don't mention it. I have too many worries. Come drink with me."

With a guilty look on her face, she said, "I'm so sorry to disturb you and your boyfriend from having dinner together."

"Hmph! It's because you, Third Young Master, don't want me. Otherwise, why would I find another boyfriend?" Ah Hong complained coquettishly.

"Haha, I can give you money to support you, but don't dream of other things." The third young master responded indifferently, with a disdainful smile on his lips. However, as they drank one glass after another, the alcohol gradually numbed their nerves, and the two of them drank more and more unconsciously.

After an unknown amount of time, the third young master's eyes began to become blurred, and wherever he looked, it seemed that all he could see was Ah Hong. The woman who once made his heart beat fast had now left him. But even so, his deep love for Ah Hong was still burning in his resolute soul.

At this intoxicated moment, the eyes of San Shao, who seemed cold and ruthless on weekdays, actually flashed a barely perceptible light. Through this light, one can glimpse into his deeply hidden inner world - a world filled with endless sorrow and unwavering persistence. In his own unique way, he is silently conveying his eternal thoughts and blessings to his lover far away.

Although fate had played tricks on him and made him lose his beloved woman, San Shao always held on to the deep affection in his heart and had no intention of giving up easily. At this moment, he tightly held Di Bola's hand beside him, muttering to himself: "Ah Hong..."

Faced with this sudden situation, Dibora's heart suddenly surged with an unknown fire. She thought indignantly: "What the hell is this? How can this man treat me as someone else!" Dibora was so angry that she wanted to immediately break free from the tightly grasped hands.

"Ah Hong..." The Third Young Master was still murmuring to himself, as if he was immersed in some distant and beautiful memory and couldn't extricate himself.

The night was getting darker and darker. In the silent night, only the occasional chirping of insects broke the tranquility.

A strong thirst woke He Aihua from his sleep. He slowly opened his heavy eyelids and felt a splitting headache. After barely supporting himself to sit up, he first gulped down a glass of cold water, then staggered to the bathroom to meet his physiological needs.

When he returned to the bed, He Aihua washed his face with cold water. The cool touch made him a little more awake. When his eyes fell on Dibola on the bed again, the memories of last night came flooding back, and he instantly felt ashamed. (End of this chapter)