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Feeling that familiar broad chest and burning body temperature, Han Qingru suddenly woke up from her sleep.

She instinctively struggled for a moment, but when she turned her head and, by the moonlight, saw the face she had been longing for day and night, a face etched with the marks of time, she realized what was happening.

Han Qingru's eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Ono...you're back..."

Han Qingru turned around and hugged Jiang Ye's neck tightly, her voice thick with nasal tone and a hint of coquettish reproach.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back? It was the middle of the night, you scared me to death..."

Jiang Ye looked at the woman in his arms, her face streaked with tears, and felt an overwhelming pang of heartache.

He lowered his head and kissed Han Qingru's soft red lips deeply.

The kiss was passionate and lingering.

Jiang Ye poured all his longing, love, and guilt towards Han Qingru into this kiss.

"Big sister, I'm back."

Jiang Ye released her lips, pressed his forehead against hers, and said in a hoarse but firm voice:

"I'm never leaving again. I'm not going anywhere."

On this peaceful rural night, witnessed by the dim, ever-burning lamp under the eaves.

The two dropped all pretense and defenses and embraced each other tightly.

In the ultimate fusion of soul and body, they completely confirmed that they were each other's only and final destination in life.

Outside the window, the night breeze rustled the leaves. In the night sky, the stars shone brightly, as if offering the most beautiful blessings to the lovers who had endured so much hardship.

……

early morning.

In the old house in the countryside, the first rays of sunlight slanted through the wooden lattice windows and fell obliquely on the messy bed.

After the passionate and unrestrained lovemaking of the previous night, Jiang Ye awoke from a deep sleep.

He opened his eyes and looked at Han Qingru, who was still fast asleep in his arms.

That face, which usually exuded a cool and dignified aura in the company, was now filled with a woman's coquettish charm and languidness. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing was even and long.

Jiang Ye tightened his arms, holding her tightly in his embrace, his heart filled with an unprecedented sense of security.

This feeling was more satisfying than signing a contract worth tens of billions or conquering the most treacherous snow-capped mountain.

Seemingly sensing Jiang Ye's movement, Han Qingru slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at Jiang Ye, who was so close to her, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

however.

When Han Qingru fully regained consciousness, she did not snuggle in Jiang Ye's arms and act coquettishly like an ordinary woman, nor did she take the opportunity to ask Jiang Ye for any vows of eternal love.

She gently pushed Jiang Ye's arm away and sat up.

Han Qingru picked up the shirt from the bedside table and gently and carefully helped Jiang Ye put it on, buttoning it up one button at a time.

Her movements were gentle, but her eyes held a poignant, clear-headed restraint.

"Ono."

Han Qingru straightened his collar, looked into his eyes, and said in a calm but serious tone:

"I'm willing to be with you; this is the bravest decision I've ever made in my life."

"However, I don't want this to become a moral constraint for you."

Han Qingru paused, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"You're still young, and your world is vast. I'll always be the big sister who's there for you. If one day you find that last night was just a momentary impulse, or if you meet someone more suitable for you..."

"You can tell me anytime. I will gracefully step back to the position of a family member, and I will never bother you or make you feel awkward."

Hearing these words, Jiang Ye's heart clenched, as if he had been stabbed hard with a needle.

He grabbed Han Qingru's hand and pulled her into a tight embrace, his strength so great it felt like he wanted to meld her into his own body.

"Big sister, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Ye's voice trembled slightly, his tone filled with anxiety and determination.

"I swear, I was absolutely not acting on impulse! The moment I saw the aurora in Mohe, I understood completely: you are my Yunhuang Realm, you are my only home in this life!"

"I, Jiang Ye, am sticking with you for life. You can't get rid of me no matter what!"

Jiang Ye held her tightly, repeating his vow to her again and again.

but.

Despite Jiang Ye's resolute statement.

However, Han Qingru's overly sensible, overly rational, and even somewhat subconsciously inferior tolerance caused Jiang Ye to feel an indescribable sense of heaviness deep in his heart.

He understood that Han Qingru said those words because she loved him so much that she didn't want to burden him in the slightest.

But this kind of love is too heavy, and too heartbreaking.

. . .

After spending two peaceful days in their old house in the countryside, Jiang Ye and Han Qingru packed their bags and drove back to the bustling city of Hanzhou.

Upon returning to this steel jungle, the suffocatingly fast-paced life once again completely overwhelmed the two of them.

That evening, dark clouds suddenly gathered over Hanzhou City, followed by a rare and torrential downpour. Large raindrops pounded against the glass curtain walls of office buildings, making a dense, rhythmic sound, and the entire city seemed to be instantly swallowed by a layer of white mist.

Jiang Ye held an emergency meeting at the company regarding the overseas merger and acquisition case, which lasted until after 7 p.m.

As soon as the meeting ended, Jiang Ye didn't even have time for dinner. He grabbed his car keys and rushed into the underground parking garage. It was his turn to pick up Shen Xinyu from kindergarten today, and because of the heavy rain, the kindergarten had already called several times to urge him to come.

Jiang Ye drove his black Mercedes-Benz G-Class straight into the downpour.

Traffic on the road was completely paralyzed, with congested cars and deafening horns everywhere. Jiang Ye was extremely anxious and could only try to take some side roads.

When the car reached a low-lying intersection in the old town, the water ahead was already very deep. Jiang Ye, relying on the Mercedes-Benz G-Class's high ground clearance and strong wading ability, stepped on the gas and drove straight in.

However, he still underestimated the depth of the water.

Just as the car reached the center of the intersection, a muffled "putt-putt" sound suddenly came from the exhaust pipe. Then, the engine shook violently a few times and stalled completely.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Ye slammed his hand on the steering wheel, his brows furrowing tightly.

He turned his head and glanced at Shen Xinyu, who was sitting in the back car seat, looking at him with her big, bright eyes. He gently comforted her, "Xinyu, be good. Stay in the car and don't move. Daddy will go down and check on things."

After saying that, Jiang Ye pushed open the car door and jumped directly into the water that was up to his calves.

The icy rain instantly soaked through his expensive bespoke suit. Jiang Ye wiped the rain from his face, looking somewhat disheveled. He walked to the front of the car, wanting to check if water had gotten into the air intake.

Just as Jiang Ye was so wet from the heavy rain that he couldn't open his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt the rain above his head stop.

An old umbrella, faded from washing and with even slightly deformed ribs, silently sheltered him from the torrential rain.