Kyoto Night Kiss

Tang Bingqing lost control of her emotions, staring intently at Qu Yun. She rushed forward in a few steps, demanding, "What right do you have to laugh at me? What gives you the right to laugh at me?"

Just as she rushed out, Zhao Yao, who was closest to Qu Yun, stepped forward and shielded Qu Yun tightly behind him.

Tang Bingqing was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned her head.

As expected, she saw Lu Junhe's expression tighten, his gaze fixed on Qu Yun, as if he were afraid that she would be harmed in the slightest.

Tang Bingqing felt as if an invisible hand had squeezed her heart hard.

She scratched the hair on her head, turned around, and started yelling at Qu Yun: "You're the most shameless and disgraceful person here."

"You slept with men when you were eighteen, hoping to live a good life through such means. But no matter how noble you pretend to be, you are actually a gold-digging and despicable person at heart."

"You've completely disgraced your family! How did your father die? He was driven to his death by your indecent behavior!"

"He disgraced the family and suffered endless gossip because of you, and you still have the nerve to laugh here? How can you face your deceased father? Qu Yun, you are a sinner who has brought shame upon your family!"

Qu Yun remained miraculously silent, not uttering a single word.

She knew that with Zhao Yao around, she could take action against Tang Bingqing without any consequences.

But she didn't want to at all.

They even felt that what Tang Bingqing said was the truth.

Qu Yun noticed Lu Junhe's gaze and glanced over indifferently.

Lu Junhe seemed to understand something.

He told Tang Bingqing to get out, his tone more severe than ever before in his life.

The two went outside together.

Lu Junhe: "You really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?"

He made a phone call.

Less than two minutes later, Tang Bingqing's phone rang. Looking into the man's eyes, she slowly answered, "Dad?"

Mr. Tang said in a panic, "Why is the tax bureau suddenly coming to inspect us? They're going to take away and seal all the account books and bank statements. What will happen to the company's business? We can't even get the funds back."

"Isn't Junhe's aunt from the tax bureau? Go and plead with her to help our family."

Tang Bingqing's words were stuck in her throat.

How could she tell her father that this was Lu Junhe's doing?

Tang Bingqing boarded the boat to return.

On the way, she received a call from her contact, asking what to do with the things she had prepared earlier.

Tang Bingqing was extremely agitated. She was about to suggest throwing it into the sea when a malicious glint flashed in her eyes. She replied, "Give it to that woman named Qu Yun."

"Then find her any waiter, or even a stray dog ​​from the street, and film it all!"

She refused to believe that Lu Junhe would still cherish Qu Yun, this pure and innocent girl, after she had been ruined.

There's no such thing as true love in this circle; Lu Junhe is only agitated because he can't have what he wants.

The rehearsal in the banquet hall has ended.

Ruan Zhilian looked at Zhao Yao, wanting to say something to him.

Zhao Yao said, "Let's rest, it's getting late."

It wasn't even dark outside yet.

Ruan Zhilian bit her lip.

People you don't love don't even want to make up a lie.

Qu Yun walked slowly alone on the soft sand.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of the tide rising and falling.

She gazed at the boundless sea, her eyes gradually becoming unfocused.

She hated the sea since she was a child, but her father loved it. Unfortunately, her hometown was small, deep inland, and very far from the sea.

Qu Yun said back then that once she started working and earning money, the first thing she would do was take her father to the beach. Unfortunately, her father never had the chance to see the sea in his lifetime.

No... it's not that I didn't see it.

Qu Yun still clearly remembers the nurse who took care of her father until his death telling her, "Your father saw the sea. He said his daughter's eyes were as beautiful as the sea when she cried."

"But he doesn't want you to cry, so he doesn't want to see the sea again."

The evening breeze, carrying the coolness of the sea, caressed Qu Yun again and again.

Qu Yun could no longer hold back her grievances, and tears welled up unexpectedly.

At first, she wept silently, but later she could no longer hold back. She squatted on the beach, buried her face in her knees, and cried and spoke intermittently.

"Dad...I miss you so much..."

"I came to see the sea, but why aren't you here with me...?"

"Why didn't you wait for me? Why won't you get treatment? Why?!"

Qu Yun's cries mingled with the crashing waves, spreading across the empty beach.

She eventually walked back to the hotel like a corpse.

A silent figure leaned against the door of the room, having waited for an unknown amount of time.

Qu Yun's eyes were red and swollen, and the tear tracks at the corners of her eyes were still wet. She deliberately avoided Lu Junhe's gaze, lowered her head and walked quickly forward.

I want to lock myself in my room.

Just as the door was about to close, Lu Junhe stepped in the gap between the doors, forcefully stopping Qu Yun from closing it.

He saw Qu Yun's red and swollen eyes.

Unable to resist, I raised my hand and gently wiped away her tears.

Tears welled up in Qu Yun's eyes and rolled down her cheeks again. She choked out, "I miss him so much, I miss him so much."

"Lu Junhe, I really miss him so much..."

Lu Junhe's fingertips were still on Qu Yun's cheek as he listened to her repeat it over and over again, his eyes dark.

He opened his mouth several times, but then stopped himself from speaking.

Finally, with a hoarse voice, he replied, "I understand."

"Don't cry."

He had noticed the jade ring on Qu Yun's finger when they were assigning rooms that morning.

I still wear it now.

Lu Junhe asked, "Have you set a wedding date yet?"

Qu Yun was sobbing so hard that her whole body went limp. She only paused for a moment when she heard Lu Junhe's question.

She was so clever that she figured it out immediately.

If this is a way to push this man away...

Qu Yun nodded, her words a mix of truth and falsehood: "Yes, he said he'll be going back to China next month, and Chongchong's grandparents are coming too."

Qu Yun lowered her eyes slightly, her voice hoarse, "So, Lu Junhe, you don't need to care about me like this anymore."

Lu Junhe's Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly.

After a long pause, he finally asked, "Really?"

"Yes," Qu Yun answered decisively.

She said, "I won't send you your wedding invitation; it's not appropriate... But you'll still wish me happiness, right?"

She awaited the man's nod.

My heart was clenched so tightly it felt like it was about to explode.

Lu Junhe gave a bitter smile.

After he left, Qu Yun had no strength left and collapsed onto the floor.

It felt as if her internal organs had shifted, causing her constant, churning pain.

I thought I had long since gotten used to this feeling of being worse than dead.

Qu Yun clutched her chest, unable to breathe.

She suddenly thought of the child who died before birth.