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City A International Airport.

Terminal 3.

The night rain in late autumn always carries a chill that seeps into your bones.

The automatic door opened, and cold air rushed in.

Wen Ning dragged a not-so-new silver suitcase and walked out with the sparse crowd.

Three years.

The city seems unchanged, still bustling and vibrant.

It's her who has changed.

In the past, Wen Ning would always go out with a full face of makeup and be dressed head to toe in the latest haute couture. Wherever she went, she was the center of attention, like a proud peacock.

And now, she is...

She was wearing a slightly faded beige trench coat over simple jeans.

Plain noodles facing the sky.

Her long hair was casually tied low at the back of her head.

She has lost a lot of weight.

That once abundant and vibrant beauty has been replaced by a fragile and cold desolation.

Her wrists were so thin they looked like they would break at the slightest touch; her skin was pale; and her eyes always held a subconscious evasiveness and caution.

"Ningning."

At the arrival gate, a familiar yet slightly weary voice rang out.

Wen Ning looked up.

I saw Zhou Xu standing outside the crowd.

Zhou Xu has aged a lot in the three years since we last met.

Although he was still wearing an expensive suit, the suit seemed a bit old, and the collar was no longer as crisp as before.

His temples were graying, and his brows were clouded with an unyielding sorrow.

The once spirited leader of the Zhou Group now appears somewhat dejected.

"Big brother."

Wen Ning walked over and called out softly.

Zhou Xu looked at her.

Looking at her somewhat shabby outfit and her worn-out suitcase.

A hint of heartache and guilt flashed in her eyes.

"You've lost weight."

He took her suitcase, his tone heavy.

"You must have suffered abroad, right?"

Wen Ning shook his head.

"No. It's fine."

She painted in Paris; though poor, she lived a quiet life.

If the Zhou family hadn't gotten into trouble, she probably would never have come back in her life.

……

PARKING LOT.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom that once symbolized status is gone.

Instead, an ordinary black minivan was used.

There wasn't even a driver; Zhou Xu drove himself.

The car exited the airport expressway and headed towards the city center.

The carriage was very quiet.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

"Is the situation at home... really that bad?"

Wen Ning broke the silence as she watched the lights flashing by outside the window.

Zhou Xu tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

"Um."

He did not hide anything.

"The funding chain has broken down."

"With several old rivals joining forces to set up a scheme, coupled with the bank suddenly withdrawing loans... Zhou's is now just an empty shell."

"If we can't secure investment this week, we'll have to file for bankruptcy liquidation."

At this point, Zhou Xu gave a self-deprecating laugh.

When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down.

"Those who used to fawn over us are now hiding faster than anyone else."

Wen Ning lowered his head.

Her fingers twisted the hem of her clothes.

"I'm sorry, brother. There's nothing I can do to help."

She came back this time to hold an art exhibition.

The curator said that if the exhibition is successful, the proceeds from the auction might be able to alleviate the Zhou family's immediate financial crisis.

But this is just a drop in the ocean.

"It's not your fault."

Zhou Xu sighed.

"I'm so happy you're back."

The car drove into the core area of ​​the CBD.

The prosperity here stands in stark contrast to the Zhou family's decline.

In front of.

A towering skyscraper stands in the night.

That's City A's new landmark—the World Financial Center.

On the exterior wall of the building hangs a huge LED screen, several stories high.

The latest financial news is playing.

Wen Ning looked up unintentionally.

My gaze swept over the screen.

then.

He froze completely.

on the screen.

He was the man she longed for day and night, yet dared not touch.

Jiang Ci.

He was sitting on the podium at the press conference.

The background features Limitless Technology's huge blue logo.

The camera gave him a close-up.

He wore a dark black suit, had a neat buzz cut, and his eyes were cold and sharp.

When faced with reporters' questions, he slightly turned his head, his eyes indifferent, and his every move exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

That is absolute power, absolute confidence.

Subtitle scrolling:

[Limitless founder Jiang Ci: What we want to do is redefine the rules.]

Wen Ning stared intently at the screen.

A trail of mist appeared on the glass window as my finger touched it.

he's changed.

It has become stronger.

It's also colder now.

The boy who used to carry her on his back in the rain and play the piano for her in the attic has completely disappeared into the past.

Instead.

He is a business tycoon standing on a cloud.

"You saw it too?"

Zhou Xu followed her gaze, his tone complex.

"He's the one who calls the shots in City A right now."

"Who would have thought..."

Zhou Xu gave a bitter smile.

"That kid I looked down on back then only took three years to trample me underfoot."

Wen Ning felt a sharp pain in her heart.

It felt like being gripped tightly by a hand.

She withdrew her hand.

I dare not look anymore.

The immense sense of loss made her feel suffocated.

He is a cloud in the sky.

She is the mud in the ground.

"He did it."

Wen Ning lowered her head, her voice as soft as a breeze.

"He really... stood at the highest point."

Zhou Xu glanced at her.

Hesitant to speak.

In the end, all that remained was a sigh.

"Ningning."

"If I happen to run into him in some situation in the future..."

"Let's stay away."

Wen Ning nodded.

Tears fell onto the back of my hand.

"I know."

I don't deserve it.

This is her now.

She was a faithless and vain ex-girlfriend.

He was a down-on-his-luck painter whose family had fallen on hard times and who had nothing left.

She didn't even have the right to look up to him.

They're all gone.