"I’d better not go back, I’ll stay here with you," Yun Feiyang said to her.
He feared that once he left, An Ruo, left unattended, might do something foolish.
An Ruo laughed and said, "How can you just not go? The Spring Festival is a time for family reunion. Don’t let your family be sad because of me. Feiyang, I know you’re worried about me, but I’m much better now, and I have promised you that I will live well. Please don’t worry about me."
"Really?" he asked uncertainly.
An Ruo nodded vigorously, "Really, my life is yours; I don’t have the right to dispose of it."
Yun Feiyang was amused by her words and, after her repeated persuasion, he agreed to go to Sweden. After all, he missed his family very much and wanted to gather with them and celebrate the Spring Festival together.
But what about An Ruo alone here? Wouldn’t she feel lonely and upset during the Spring Festival?
He wanted to take her with him, but he couldn’t.
His family did not like to see her. Bringing her along would hurt his family’s feelings and also make An Ruo feel embarrassed.
Having no choice, he could only keep instructing her to take care of herself and to call him if anything happened. An Ruo took note of all his instructions seriously, only by doing so could she reassure him.
After seeing off Yun Feiyang, she was left alone in the house.
The house was empty and a bit lonely, but that was okay. She would sooner or later have to learn to live alone, as she could not follow Yun Feiyang forever.
Maybe in a few months, she could bring up the request to leave.
She had to find a new life, a new existence.
That night, An Ruo slept beautifully.
What she didn’t know was that Tang Yuchen was sitting on the airplane flying to L country.
The next day was New Year’s Eve. An Ruo went to the supermarket and bought a lot of ingredients, planning to make a lavish New Year’s Eve dinner.
Even if it was just her, she wanted to celebrate the Spring Festival, the holiday that all Chinese families across the country joyously celebrate.
In the evening, she prepared a table full of dishes and turned on the television to watch the Spring Festival Gala. She ate while watching, and any comedy sketch could make her laugh heartily for a long while.
As she ate, she remembered the Spring Festival from two years ago. At that time, Tang Yuchen was with her, they made dumplings, and, quite childishly, they also made a mix of everything in a big stew.
He watched the Spring Festival Gala with her and even let her video chat with Xiao Ji...
Thinking of the past, An Ruo felt a stabbing pain in her chest, and tears started falling.
All of that past was a mistake.
She should never have met him, should never have married him, should never have fallen in love with him.
Everything was shouldn’t be, all wrong!
She should forget him completely, regard him as a stranger. But why did she still hate him? She heard that hate comes with love.
But she didn’t want to love him, even less to hate him. She didn’t want to waste any more emotion on him.
As An Ruo cried in the house, Tang Yuchen had found where she lived.
The man stood at the door, looking at the small villa, feeling very excited. An Ruo was inside, and the detective he had hired said that Yun Feiyang had already flown to Sweden.
Inside the house, she was alone, without even a servant.
It was New Year’s Eve. Could finding her today be some kind of sign from heaven?
Taking a deep breath, Tang Yuchen raised his hand, intending to climb over the wall.
Suddenly, the door from the garden side was opened. He quickly hid behind the nearby large tree.
An Ruo walked out wearing a sweater, holding a Fairy Stick in her hand.