Kyoto Night Kiss

Rainwater streamed down her hair, and Qu Yun's clothes clung tightly to her skin, carrying a damp and chilly aura.

She slammed the door shut behind her, the forced calm in her eyes completely crumbling. Leaning against the door, she slowly slid down.

That was the third year she had been with Lu Junhe.

Qu Yun couldn't quite put her finger on whether the relationship had entered a period of stagnation. Lu Junhe was still very good to her, but something was missing...

It was as if an invisible and intangible wall had been erected between the two of them.

Soon it would be Lu Junhe's birthday, and Qu Yun received a scholarship, so she went shopping with a few classmates, which was a rare occasion.

The man called, "Use the card I gave you as you please, buy whatever you want."

Before Qu Yun could refuse, he heard someone call him to a meeting.

She spent the afternoon browsing the mall, slowly selecting items from floor to floor. She found a shirt she wanted to buy, but she didn't have enough money.

After all, it was a birthday gift, and she didn't want to spend Lu Junhe's money.

Finally, Qu Yun chose a pair of newly released cufflinks, priced at 9300 yuan.

She spent all her scholarship money and even had to pay out of her own pocket. Although it hurt her wallet, she was very happy.

Lu Junhe has been busy with a new project at the company, and he has been coming home very late lately. On his birthday, Qu Yun had not seen this man for almost two months.

I haven't said a word to him.

After class, she took a taxi to Lu Junhe's villa and sent him a message saying she would wait for him.

The man said there was a celebration party that night and he would be back as soon as possible.

The sky grew darker and darker.

Qu Yun propped herself up on one arm and almost fell asleep on the sofa.

She looked up at the clock on the wall and realized it was already past midnight.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the entrance hall.

She smiled, knowing that Lu Junhe had come home, and quickly sat up straight on the sofa, ready to hand over the cuffs.

Lu Junhe pushed open the door and came in, carrying a faint smell of alcohol.

As he passed through the living room, Qu Yun took out the gift, wanting to jump up and surprise him, but she saw that the man remained silent throughout, walked straight through the living room, went into the guest room, and closed the door.

The floor lamp in the living room shone alone on Qu Yun.

She looked down at the gift box in her hand, and suddenly felt a heavy weight on her heart.

Since Lu Junhe officially took over the family company, it seems like he can't see her anymore.

Qu Yun, who had originally planned to get up and leave, suddenly thought about what had happened in the past few days and even started to shed tears.

Disgusted by her hormonal imbalance, she hurriedly dried herself with the back of her hand and got off the sofa.

Looking up, he saw Lu Junhe, who had taken off his suit and was wearing a shirt, walking out of the guest room. He said in a low voice, "I thought you were already resting."

Qu Yun shook her head, hiding the grievance in her heart: "Your project is going well, isn't it?"

"good."

Lu Junhe opened the refrigerator and drank the iced mineral water inside.

Qu Yun didn't want to just gloss over it like that, so she deliberately raised her eyebrows and pestered the man, saying, "Then tell me more about it."

"We haven't spoken to each other for more than two months."

Lu Junhe frowned, his tone somewhat distant: "It's useless to tell you this, you wouldn't understand, there's no need to explain."

In his eyes, Qu Yun was still in the simple world of students, and there was no need for her to step into that deceitful, dirty, and sordid world so early.

He needs to work a little harder now.

This was also to ensure that she would never have to come into contact with the dark side of society.

The clock ticked slowly. Qu Yun clutched the gift she had kept hidden for so long, her voice hoarse: "You never tell me anything. Your success, your troubles, you keep everything from me."

"We're the closest people to each other, but now it feels like I can't enter your life anymore."

It wasn't like this at the beginning.

Lu Junhe frowned, suppressing the burning sensation in his throat, and said impatiently, "Isn't my daily hard work all for our future?"

"If I tell you about project data and business partnerships, how can you help me? Telling you will only make you overthink things."

"I'm not asking you to share my burdens!" Qu Yun's nose tingled with tears. "Isn't love about sharing? You don't need me for any of your shining moments, and your joys and sorrows are none of my concern."

"So, what's left between us?"

The air stagnated.

Lu Junhe was silent for a moment, then said, "Qu Yun, I'm very tired right now."

He left a message and went back to the guest room.

Qu Yun then realized that the cuffs on his swinging arm were exactly the same as the ones in her gift box.

It turns out he already had it.

She knew nothing about it.

Qu Yun's pride wouldn't allow her to waste her time like this.

When she realizes that the other person doesn't love her that much, she will run away even faster than the other person.

She only found out later after being scolded by Lu Junhe's mother.

This isn't some kind of self-esteem at all.

He grew up in a poor family and his parents were not his biological parents. He grew up amidst the gossip of neighbors, relatives, and classmates, which led to a sense of inferiority.

This inferiority complex was deeply ingrained in her bones, and she could never get rid of it in her lifetime.

The next day, Lu Junhe gave her a bracelet as an apology.

He drank too much last night and is in a bad mood.

She was actually upset about feeling ignored.

But never mind.

Qu Yun smiled and accepted the bracelet she already owned.

I know it was his new secretary who picked her. The secretary only handled the work content and not anything related to her.

Lu Junhe didn't mention the pair of cuffs she left on the sofa.

Even though they were lying in the same bed, their hearts were drifting further and further apart.

On the last day of the year, Qu Yun sent Lu Junhe a short message.

"Are you busy tonight? Can you spare some time for me during dinner? I have something I want to tell you."

She wants to break up with him before the relationship has completely worn off.

Maybe Lu Junhe will remember her for a while longer.

Qu Yun finished sending a message in the school's convenience store and overheard several girls next to her discussing a promotion on sanitary napkins and how they should stock up.

She paused for a moment, as her period was late this month.

Did you come here last month?

Qu Yun hurriedly went to the pharmacy and bought test strips. She hid in the bathroom, her fingertips icy cold and trembling.

Two faint yet clear red lines slowly appeared on the white test strip.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

In the cramped bathroom, only the sound of her struggling to breathe could be heard.

The breakup words I had prepared and the courage I had mustered to leave were shattered in an instant.

Qu Yun leaned against the cold tiled wall, slowly squatted down, her eyes reddening.

She had already given up hope and was planning to leave, but at this very moment, fate dealt her a fatal blow.

They are their children.

It was a little life that quietly arrived during the days when Lu Junhe was completely indifferent, apathetic, and unwilling to empathize with her.

Qu Yun touched her still flat stomach, feeling lost and helpless.

During that dinner, she calmly announced that she was pregnant.

She didn't dare to look up, didn't dare to look at the expression on the man sitting opposite her.

She was afraid he would think she was trying to use pregnancy to tie him down to something.

Lu Junhe said calmly, "I respect your choice."

"No matter what you choose, I will not treat you unfairly."

Qu Yun greedily obtained the fourth year.

As a result, all the happiness in my life was lost.