Subai

Ming Xichen: With a thousand different aspects of charm, sometimes astonishingly talented, sometimes cold and detached; sometimes cute and playful, and sometimes as cunning as a fox. Her identity is mysterious... Chu Rui: His features are as picturesque as a painting, and his lips are as rosy as cherry blossoms. When he stands, he is as graceful as an orchid and a jade tree. When he smiles, it is like the bright moon shining into one's bosom. He is gentle like flowing water, noble and aloof. He is the founder of the Fengwu Group, the leader of the world's top three arms dealers, and the heir to the Dark Empire. He is noble and elegant, and he hides his own brilliance for her. Kang Hao: His face is like a carved work of art, extremely handsome. His beautiful eyebrows are arrogantly raised, and his phoenix eyes are obliquely lifted upwards. The combination of his pitch-black pupils and the enchanting shape of his eyes creates an otherworldly charm that is both demonic and celestial. He is extremely handsome, domineering and infatuated. He is the king of special forces and has loved Ming Xichen all his life. Shen Yunfei: He has a handsome face like that in a comic book, with melancholy eyes, a proud nose, and cold lips, as if he is always shrouded in sadness. He has a cold and aloof personality, but a fragile heart inside. He has silently guarded Ming Xichen all his life. She said to him, "I don't believe in heaven or earth, but I believe in you..." He said to her, "Where you are is paradise, and everywhere else is hell without you..." He said to her, "I'm also willing to die for you, as long as you would just turn around and take a look at me..." He said to her, "I will spend my whole life waiting for you to grow up. I will always be here..."

Love Triangles and Heartbreaks in the City Lights

——In the tender gaze of one's beloved, the vast world seems to shrink into a tiny, intimate corner. Maybe it's been ages since one last dwelled on such feelings. Those gently folded years are still carefully tucked away deep in the recesses of memory, untouched by the passage of time.

Actually, Ming Xichen had a dream last night. She dreamt she was back in her college days, and once again, she saw the face that had haunted her dreams countless times. The bright light in the classroom and the warm smile on his lips seemed to be frozen in time. He strolled in gracefully as the somewhat darkened wooden door of the lecture hall was slowly pushed open. A slender young man in a black hoodie appeared at the door and walked steadily towards Ming Xichen, who was sitting in the fourth row.

The moment the young man sat down, the dream shattered. Everything snapped back to real life, and the sun was shining brightly. Ming Xichen slowly opened her eyes. Above her was a tile - blue sky. Through the huge glass French windows, sunlight gradually danced into her pupils. She tossed off the quilt, instinctively checked herself, slipped on her slippers, and walked out of the bedroom. Then she went downstairs to the first - floor living room. She looked around and finally fixed her eyes on the checkered tablecloth. In an exquisite glass vase, a proud rose stood tall. Behind the rose was a jade - green marble chair, on which a man sat elegantly in a pure white cotton shirt.

She noticed he was reading a book called *Then I'm Alone*. She knew this book well. Yamamoto Fumio had written such a passage in it. As she approached, she read it aloud: "Working alone, reading alone, eating alone, watching TV and laughing alone, sleeping alone. Those who can't bear the loneliness will surely seek someone to share their lives with. But I don't find the loneliness unbearable. Instead, what's truly unbearable is not being able to be alone when I desire it."

Shen Yunyi didn't look up. His eyes remained glued to the page, but the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.

"Sorry for getting drunk on purpose and making you take care of me." She sprawled on the chair where Shen Yunyi was sitting. Their bodies were close, yet their hearts seemed worlds apart.

"It's a piece of cake." Shen Yunyi closed the book and placed it on the table. He turned his head slightly. His gaze seemed to rest on her face, yet also seemed to drift outside the window.

Ming Xichen flashed a particularly sincere smile. "It seems our encounter is written in the stars."

This time, Shen Yunyi stared directly into her eyes. His heart was in a whirlwind. He couldn't fathom what she really meant by that sentence or what her motives were.

She also looked straight at him. But she was all smiles, her heart as calm as a still lake, without a single ripple.

"Shall we go for lunch together?" Shen Yunyi asked hesitantly.

Without a second thought, Ming Xichen stood up straight, twirled on the spot, and blurted out, "Take me back to Fengwu Jiutian, kind sir."

Shen Yunyi burst out laughing, a loud, unrestrained laugh.

"Let's go." After changing his clothes, he grabbed the car keys and called out to her.

Shen Yunyi drove her. They were both silent throughout the journey. He played an Italian opera, and in that musical ambiance, she peacefully indulged.

Not far from Fengwu Jiutian, Shen Yunyi got out of the car and opened the door for Ming Xichen. They simply bid each other goodbye, no extra words exchanged, and she did the same.

Just as Shen Yunyi drove away in a cloud of dust, when she was feeling scared and anxious about what the day might hold, A Kang, who had just witnessed Shen Yunyi bringing Ming Xichen back, slowly walked towards her.

"My head aches. Why is he here?" She patted her head and mumbled softly. It was truly the case that what you feared most would surely come.

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