At this moment, in the dark corner unnoticed by anyone, a figure leaned quietly.
Against the stage's bright lights, the falling petals from the sky, and the happy couple, they formed a stark contrast.
She stood there alone, quietly leaning against the pillar, hidden in the darkness, silently watching the figures on the stage, embraced tightly under the spotlight.
She clutched the invitation in her hand, a tear moistening the words on it.
Thank you for inviting me especially, to witness your love...
Their happiness, everyone's blessings, the air filled with the scent of love.
At this moment, she felt that every image, every sound, every scent here was like a knife, deeply piercing her already broken heart.
She trembled, unable to straighten up, blood at the corner of her mouth, her heart aching fiercely though it should have been numbed, but at this moment, she felt that bone-piercing pain.
Tears fell drop by drop, as she watched the figures bathed in light. This scene was truly beautiful.
The sky full of petals, the meticulous arrangements, the blessings of everyone, the gathering of friends and family, the genuine love for each other.
These... were all she had longed for.
They were what he had longed for too.
His dreams had finally come true.
He married the girl he liked, found the life he liked, and he finally truly found what he really loved.
Sadly, the place that should have been hers no longer had room for her.
At this moment, she finally realized that perhaps at her own wedding with Xu Musen in her past life, An Nuannuan was also , hiding silently in some unknown corner, silently crying, giving unwilling yet helpless blessings...
Now all of this was what An Nuannuan rightly deserved, and it was what Yao Mingyue herself deserved too.
She bit her lip, ultimately not having the courage to take that step. She took one last deep look.
Wiping away the tearstains at the corner of her eye, she stopped a waiter.
She took out a box from her bosom.
"Excuse me, please help me place this on the table..."
She quietly slipped back into the darkness. The time for her flight was almost up. She slowly came to the entrance hall and couldn't help but take one last look back.
It seemed as if she wanted to imprint that figure deep into her soul.
"Wish you... happiness..."
Finally, she silently turned around.
Outside the door, a black business car had been waiting for a long time. Liu Rushuang got out, looking at her trembling, heartbroken daughter.
She couldn't control her tears and went over to embrace her daughter.
"Mingyue, you really don't..."
"Mom, I could see him today... I'm already very happy. He got the happiness he wanted, I shouldn't... cough cough, I shouldn't selfishly disturb him anymore."
Yao Mingyue coughed, the blood at the corner of her mouth was shocking, but the smile on her face remained, with a tinge of unwillingness, some relief, and a bit of despair.
She looked back again, unable to see the scene in the hall anymore, but the lively sounds of laughter and toasts were still so vibrant.
"Mom, it's almost time. Let's go."
Crying, Liu Rushuang had her voice stripped of sarcasm by her tears, she could only hold onto her daughter tightly: "Alright, mom will stay with you, forever stay with you."
They got in the car, and Liu Rushuang drove towards the gates outside the beach.
But just as they were about to reach the gate, a car suddenly skidded, blocking the entrance.
The window rolled down, Zhao Lianmai looked at the car in front of her, and at Yao Mingyue, with a pale face in the passenger seat.
She took a deep breath at this moment.
So, this was his plan?
So, all of this had long been in his designs.
How... terrifyingly sickly!