Chapter 76: Buried Love

  Huangfu Yu listened to Wang Bo's words, his black pupils suddenly narrowed, and he turned to look at Sun Qingkong: Number 771?!

  Sun Qingkong Zhangyang sat in the chair, and after understanding the implication of the gaze that Huangfu Yu had cast over, her heart skipped a beat. She stood up somewhat flustered and stammered to make an excuse for herself: "Number 771, soon after you left, we...we broke off our engagement. He went to America because of a car accident, I didn't think he would come back." (Wanjie Yongshe) Yu, I think he must have come back with a purpose, definitely wanting to break us up and take revenge on us. Yu, you absolutely can't believe every word he says, okay?

  As she spoke, Sun Qingkong was about to step forward, attempting to use her entreaty to make him completely believe her words.

  Huang Pu's eyebrows slightly raised, and he turned to look at the bodyguard who handed over the divorce agreement with Su Jingya's fingerprint forcibly pressed on it. His gaze fell straight on the bright red fingerprint, and he suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "Take it away!!"

  "Jin Xin, take this contract to the lawyer and have him help with the remaining procedures. You should know what to do, right?" Huang Fu ordered coldly, turning around to walk towards the factory exit. "Muxun, if A'Er comes, remember to let him bring Qingkong back to the hospital. There are some important matters for the company to handle, I'll head back first!"

  For some reason, the appearance of 771 made him extremely uneasy, and he always felt that something was wrong with one of the links, but he couldn't find where the mistake was for a while.

  His whole heart had never experienced such inexplicable terror.

  How could anything go wrong? Absolutely nothing can go wrong! If something did go wrong, then what went wrong was the bug.

  Although 771 particularly liked to bully Lele that year, he understood that his bullying, like his own, hid the softest but most unwilling emotions under a "malicious" occupation.

  They just protect the one they care about in their own "unique" way.

  It's absolutely impossible for Lele to give up easily, and it's even more impossible for anyone to bully Lele. How could he do such a thing on purpose just to take revenge, as Qingkong said?

  And how could he say "I hope you don't compete with me for Su Jingya in the future"? What grudges did he and Sun Qingkong have that involved Su Jingya? Could it be... this is his malicious revenge?

  "Third Brother, I understand!" Jin Xin and Mu Sen received the order with respect and solemnity.

  Sun Qingkong quickly ran to Huangfu Yu, but when she got halfway there, she saw that Huangfu Yu didn't even glance at her, furrowed his brow and threw out a sentence before walking away. She froze in place instantly.

  She's injured, how can Huangfu Yu treat her like this? How can he completely ignore and neglect her injury, not putting it in his heart at all, without any concern, just handing it over to Ao'er to handle? He won't even take her to the hospital himself?

  How is this possible? In the past, as long as she coughed lightly, he would be frightened out of his wits and immediately order all the "imperial physicians" of the Huangfu family to rush to the Huangfu Mansion to diagnose her, but now...?!

  Was it true that the former infatuation was just a fleeting illusion, a brief moment of beauty? Was it really shattered by Su Jingya's appearance?!

  No!! Absolutely not!! She absolutely does not allow this kind of thing to happen.

  Huang Pu Yu is hers, not just his person, but also his heart, and even his thoughts all completely belong to her!

  She absolutely won't lose to Su Jingya that cheap person!!

  Sun Qiankong clenched her fists tightly, staring at the back of Huangfu Yu as he left. The murderous aura in her eyes accumulated bit by bit, becoming thicker and more intense, until it was completely exposed.

  Night falls, and it attacks people.

  A night sky without a single star, like an ink pool of the deepest profundity, so profound that it's impossible to see to the bottom, also like a boundless and endless black net, trapping all the eerie and chilly atmosphere.

  The sky is floating with scattered small rain, very cool, very cold.

  Su Jingya was wearing only a thin dress, her hair disheveled as she knelt under the ancient banyan tree in the orphanage, its history spanning over a hundred years. The cold wind kept blowing, not only messing up her hair and the hem of her dress, but also her heart.

  In front of her was a table lamp with a stored electric light, and there was also a very delicate but somewhat bulky large iron box.

  She knelt on the uneven ground, her knees aching from the small stones, but she didn't move an inch, not even frowning, just staring at the large iron box in front of her with unblinking eyes.

  It wasn't until after a long while that her gaze flickered slightly, and slowly, she raised her hand to gently stroke the iron box with endless longing, before slowly opening it.

  Under the dim white light, some old, yellowed, broken and even retro small things were reflected. In addition to these "historical" things, of course, there are also brand new ones. But the most eye-catching is that snow-white but very incomplete little bear - its head, crooked and twisted, forms a huge visual impact with its clean white soft body.

  This little bear is very expensive. As long as someone sees its fluffy body, they must think it's worth a lot of money, but its head...

  Su Jingya stroked the twisted suture on its neck, which she had cut with scissors but was then sewn back by Huanhuan. She felt a pang of heart-wrenching pain. She used to think that he would stitch it up for her, one needle at a time, and everything could be forgotten as if nothing had happened. She wasn't abandoned, she wasn't an orphan without parents, she wasn't alone anymore... But now she finally understood: once the hurt is inflicted, no matter how much time has passed, that scar stuck in the lock will always exist, impossible to erase, let alone extinguish.

  There were many, many things in the box, very messy and some things were completely worthless, old to the point of losing their original color. But in Su Jingya's world, for a long time, these things were her most precious treasures, even if they had lost their original value.

  There is beauty, and in her eyes, it remains as clear and beautiful as ever. She not only recognizes them but can also clearly articulate the reasons why she collected these things.

  She casually picked up a string of sugar paper tied together with a red thread, the sugar paper was folded into butterfly shapes, linked one by one, hanging in mid-air, as the cool breeze danced, she felt that the faded sugar paper really looked like butterflies about to fly.

  She bit her lip, staring blankly at the candy wrapper, silent for a long time before muttering to herself: "Huan Huan, do you still remember how I used to stick behind your butt and run after our Wednesday afternoon self-study class? That was my happiest moment of the week. Every Wednesday afternoon, the orphanage would give each person three pieces of candy. I thought three pieces a week were not enough to eat, so I envied your candy. And every time you scolded me, you'd leave all the candy for me to eat. Each time I ate one of the candies you gave me, I'd fold the wrapper into a butterfly and tie them together. I thought that as long as I tied them up, those memories would never disappear. I thought that if I held on tight, I could keep you by my side. But in reality, I've tied up all the past, but it's not enough to hold onto you flying away into someone else's life."

  Su Jingya gazed at the string of seventy-two butterflies made of sugar paper, laughing softly and sobbing quietly.

  She rummaged through the iron box, and when she lifted her hand, her fingertips were pinching a small strawberry hair clip. The color had faded away, and the sparkling crystals embedded on it had also fallen off with the passage of time, but in her eyes, this was the most expensive and beautiful hair clip she had ever owned in her life.

  Huan Huan, this is the first hair clip you gave me! Do you still remember when 689 snatched away my only hair clip and crushed it? You pulled out the hair clip from her hair in front of all the kids at the orphanage, then crushed it into pieces in front of her, and dragged me, who was crying uncontrollably, out of the orphanage. That was our first time sneaking out of the orphanage, and you held my hand for the first time to take me on a stroll around town. I was heartbroken over my hair clip and kept crying, but you took me to a hair clip store, asked me seriously which one I liked, and when I just glanced at the strawberry hair clip, you suddenly grabbed it from the counter and dragged me away to run.

  We ran through the streets, as miserable as a street rat, dodging and hiding to avoid the shopkeepers who were chasing us with brooms. You said that you stole for me for the first time, you said that the strawberry hair clip you stole was only suitable for me, you also said... Lele, with this hair clip, I can be beautiful too."

  Su Jingya had already cried to the point of being unable to speak, she was crying hysterically, it was very sad, very miserable, and very desperate.

  The greatest sorrow in the world is not that two people who loved each other parted ways, and I still love you, but you have fallen in love with someone else. It's that... I not only love you, but also desperately search for your footprints that once remained in my life, and cannot forget them.

  Su Jingya later found a needle and many, many things. Even if it was a leaf he had picked up before, she carefully treasured them all.

  But Huangfu Yu would probably never know her little secret.

  She stroked things and reminisced, from childhood to adulthood, from openly loving him to secretly pining for him, from earth-shattering to fine as dust.

  Finally, Su Jingya also fished out a shirt cuff button and a brand new diamond necklace from the iron box.

  The button was something she had picked up on purpose while working at the bar, hiding in a corner and keeping an eye on him. One time, she accidentally saw him drop it on the carpet of the bar's corridor. She still remembered that he had just left with his entourage and bodyguards, then rushed over to pick up the button as if she had found treasure, and was ecstatic for three days and three nights. It was the first thing she had collected about him after returning home.

  The diamond necklace was the first thing that Huangfu Yu gave to her after she grew up. After it fell off when Huangfu Yu stumbled that night, she ran back to the hospital the next night and searched for it in the bushes until she found it in a corner. No one knew how she reacted when she picked up the necklace. She carefully wiped it clean with her sleeve and then put it on herself...

  Past events were like a typhoon that attacked her crazily, Su Jingya felt she was almost drowned in it, completely unable to extricate herself, and was about to sink, endlessly sinking, sinking to the point of death.

  Chest tightness, as if being cut by a knife, painful to the point of making one wish they were dead.

  Su Jingya suddenly pounced on the iron box, hugging it tightly and pressing it against her chest. She burst into loud sobs. This box recorded every detail of her and Huangfu Yu's time together, recording how much she loved him, how much she cared about his every move. She always had a kind of illusion, falling in love with someone, loving every inch of land he stepped on, every grain of sand.

  But Huangfu Yu would never know that she loved him so much, with such care and tenderness, even to the point of using up the last bit of strength in her body to try and grasp his final silhouette.

  "Huan Huan, those years, you had already gone crazy for me, I thought that was eternal, but now I understand, craziness is also fleeting."

  "Huan Huan, because of you, I deeply understand that phrase: the more profound the emotion, the more painful the loneliness. Because you once gave me too many emotions, you made me accustomed to relying on you, you made me like relying on you, you made me fall in love with the feeling of relying on you, unable to extricate myself. But... how could you suddenly withdraw everything that belonged to me? Days without you are a tangible and intangible torment, a suffering more painful than death itself. Loneliness... is like oxygen that cannot be extracted, invisible and intangible yet impossible to drive away, seeping into every cell of my body, making me ache with every thought of you, as if the sky and earth were collapsing..."

  "But, loving you again, what's the use? You don't love me anymore! Huanhuan... you don't love me anymore!!"

  "You've really hurt me so much, you've hurt me to the point where I'm covered in scars, hurt me all over my body, hurt me until I'm bleeding profusely!"

  "…Huan Huan, I really want to continue loving you, adoring you, relying on you, but you don't belong to me anymore!"

  "That happy time that belonged to me is already gone!" Su Jingya sat up, holding the large iron box, staring at it for a long time, and finally started digging in the ground with her bare hands, still muttering to herself, "It's gone, you're gone, so the happiness of the past should also be non-existent! Happy... I miss you, but can only say to you... goodbye!"

  Su Jingya knelt on the ground, her hands ceaselessly digging into the earth. Tears streamed down her pale cheeks and fell into the pit she had dug out.

  Hard pebbles and mud, grinding her ten fingers, but she didn't even frown. No matter how painful the pain was, it couldn't compare to the wound he had carved on her heart. For five years, since returning from America, her heart had been cut into pieces by him, no matter how hard she tried to mend it, it could never be restored again.

  She desperately sprinted towards him, using all her strength to hug him, but... he ruthlessly kicked her away time and again.

  It was unknown how long she had been digging, but Su Jingya's fingers were already a bloody mess. However, she showed no intention of stopping. She not only dug a hole in the ground, but also dug a hole in her own heart.

  With these two holes, bury that Lele who should have died seventeen years ago, bury those memories that shouldn't exist anymore, bury... that heart which loved him to the point of being battered and bruised.

  In the middle of the night, the rain suddenly grew heavier. Dongfang Yan was startled awake from his sleep and looked at the window that was being blown by strong winds. He furrowed his brow and almost instinctively went upstairs to Su Jingya's room to see if her window was closed. If it wasn't, he would quickly close it so that the thunderstorm outside wouldn't wake her up.

  But when he pushed open the door, looking at the empty room, he was so scared that his soul shook, stunned for three seconds, and then quickly turned around to go downstairs, pounding on Wang Anran's and Wang Bo's doors.

  Wang Anran was sleeping soundly, but... she was suddenly woken up. She was extremely annoyed and had a bad temper. She furiously opened the door and shouted loudly: "What's going on? You're knocking on the door in the middle of the night, do you have any manners?"

  But Dongfang Yan pushed her away and rushed into her room without her permission, shouting loudly: "Jingya, are you in? Jingya, are you in this room?"

  Wang Anran was about to get angry, but before she could erupt in anger, she heard Dongfang Yan's voice and was startled. She asked loudly, "Dongfang Yan, who are you looking for? Jingya? Isn't she sleeping in her room? Why did she come to my room?"

  Dongfang Yan's face was filled with anxiety: "I just went to her room, closed the window for her, but there was no one in the room, so I came down to take a look!"

  "Jingya is not in her room, where is she?" Wang Anran was stunned, his mind a bit dull.

  "If I knew, I wouldn't be searching everywhere! Hurry up and call Wang Bo, first thoroughly search upstairs and downstairs, I'll go adjust the monitor!!" Dongfang Yan shouted while running downstairs.

  While the three of them were frantically searching for Su Jingya all over the world, she was crouching outside the large iron gate of the Huangpu villa.

  She knelt in the rain, her hair and clothes drenched by the rainwater. She stared blankly at the third floor of the main house, where a room on the left side was still lit up. Her face was clearly streaming with tears, but she couldn't tell whether the wetness on her cheeks was from the rain or her own tears.

  She mumbled unclearly towards the direction of the window: "Huan Huan, it's raining again, don't be afraid, Le Le is with you!"

  "Goodbye, I won't be able to accompany you anymore. You must eat well, sleep well, don't work overtime, don't drink too much coffee, and should drink more juice. Take good care of yourself."

  "Promise me, you must take good care of yourself!"

  "Huanhuan, thank you for having loved me, protected me, and cared about me. Lele will never forget the good things you've done for me in this lifetime!"

  ……

  Su Jingya didn't know how long she knelt in the rain, using Lele's identity, and spoke to Huanhuan. Finally, she sorrowfully shouted towards the room with the lit lamp: "Huangfu Yu, why do I love you so much, but you can't love me? Huangfu Yu, I really love you, do you know or not?! Huangfu Yu, why have I liked you since childhood? Why did I like you?! Why...why can't you love me?! Why..."

  Huangfu Yu modified the document, originally planning to sleep and rest, but suddenly a heavy rain fell, he knew it was going to be another sleepless night, so he continued to read the document, wanting to use work to numb himself.

  At 3 am, he finished reading all the documents and got up to walk to the window to take a breath of cold air. As soon as he reached the window, he looked out into the distance, relying on the dim streetlights outside the large iron gate, and vaguely saw someone kneeling in the heavy rain. He blinked his eyes, focused again, but... there was no one outside the large iron gate.

  He furrowed his brow, and when he thought it was just his eyes playing tricks on him, he suddenly remembered that while revising the documents earlier, he seemed to have heard someone calling out his name, and maybe even said something else.

  But at that time, the sound of the rain was too loud, he didn't hear clearly at all.

  He had thought he would be able to sleep, having encountered a paranormal event earlier, but now he really couldn't sleep and there was nothing else to do, so he called the security guard on duty at the gate and asked him to send the surveillance footage from the entrance to his computer.

  Less than a minute later, he was already sitting in front of the computer looking at materials.

  When a disheveled and distraught woman appeared on the screen, he was really startled. The woman on the screen was indeed similar to the female ghost in horror movies.

  Huang Pu furrowed his brow and looked carefully, seeing her walk to the outside of the large iron gate, directly kneeling on the ground, her good-looking sword-like eyebrows furrowing even deeper.

  I'm curious why there was a woman kneeling outside the door in the middle of the night, and judging from her body language, she seemed to be crying.

  Huang Pu clicked the mouse, and the screen expanded infinitely. When he vaguely saw the woman's face, his black eyes sank: It was actually... Su Jingya?!

  PS: Waaah, little demon stayed up all night and finished writing 6,000 words. Aaah, little demon often stays up late to write manuscripts, and health problems have started to appear! Hair is falling out in clumps! Waaah~, from now on, little demon will try to write during the day, if updates can't be made on time, please forgive me. Thank you for all the flowers, coffee, and comments, I love you guys!!

  P.S: I cried a lot when writing this chapter, background music: Chang Shilei's "Actually Very Love You", I think it matches the theme of the article very well! Everyone can listen while reading! Love you all!

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