After being attacked by the rich young ladies with hatchets, I chose to enter "sage mode".

He once thought he was the one in control from the beginning, that he was the one hypocritically redeeming Lin Ying, and that he was a hero, claiming he was just a knight protecting the princess. But in the end, he realized that a knight without a princess is nothing.

Her gentle and virtuous nature is so precious when recalled now, and her every word and action is so healing.

I really, really want to see her hand holding the pen, slowly writing words, and then shyly raising the notebook to cover her pretty face for him to see. The memory is so beautiful, yet so painful.

"what..."

Kneeling under the cherry blossom tree, Bai Yu cried with such heart-wrenching grief, such utter despair, such utter hopelessness.

If there is any place in this world that he feels can still find healing, it must be Lin Ying's smile and embrace; it is the only place he wants to go to in the end.

But in the very end, he realized that this healing buried deep in his heart had left him a long, long time ago.

Under the moonlight, beside the cherry blossoms, you smiled through your tears.

Chapter Ninety-Two: Nothing is more painful than a broken heart

Bai Yu appeared to be insane at this moment, kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face but a smile on her lips. She was carefully picking up the petals one by one, as if the petals she picked up would not fall into the dust and would remain beautiful until she came to see them.

Several people who were working overtime returned to the building in the middle of the night, but the society was cold and indifferent, and the first thing everyone did when they saw Bai Yu was not to come over and ask what was going on, but to leave as if they were looking at a madwoman.

Of course, you can't blame these people for being indifferent. Anyone would find it strange to see someone lying under a cherry blossom tree in the middle of the night picking up cherry blossoms and piling them up into a small mountain, right?

Thus, Bai Yu's breakdown continued until the next morning before she stopped picking up cherry blossom petals.

As dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, he sat under the cherry blossom tree with a dessert he had bought in front of him. The dessert was divided into two portions: one for himself and the other surrounded by cherry blossom petals that were being blown by the wind and slowly drifting higher and higher until they disappeared from sight.

After finishing her portion of dessert, which was neither too much nor too little, Bai Yu, imitating Lin Ying's manner in life, expressed her gratitude for the bitter food and handled it with the same gentleness as if this imitation represented that she was still alive.

He dug a hole in the ground under the cherry blossom tree with his bare hands, put the cake and the letter inside, and chose to wear the ring on his ring finger.

Humans are truly slow-witted and heartless creatures. We often only learn to cherish things when we lose them. When saying goodbye, we don't say many things to each other, and after we never see each other again, we want to be honest, but we never have the chance to do so.

Standing under the cherry blossom tree, Bai Yu looked up at the fluttering cherry blossoms one last time. The flowers were really beautiful, but the color she saw was very pale.

Lin Ying's love for Bai Yu was too quiet, so quiet that it was hard to notice. And this quiet love was only to get a little bit of unintentional care from him. Even so, she always felt that her love was so cheap, and that occasional care was enough.

At this moment, Bai Yu understood everything, but the more he understood, the more he broke down, the more heartbroken and regretful he became.

Unfortunately, there's no going back in this world, and even going back is never the same path as before.

Quietly leaving the cherry blossom tree, leaving this place, leaving this street, Bai Yu walked to a small river bridge in the city and sat down.

For him, everything had come to an end. Even the last bit of tenderness buried deep in his heart was ruthlessly taken away. Living was just about living in pain, so why live at all?

Reaching out his phone, Bai Yu looked at the entire message Fujino Jiro had sent about how Lin Ying had left; his eyes were already devoid of any emotion.

He reached for the pair of scissors he had just bought. He wanted to experience what it felt like when Lin Ying left. It must have been very painful, right? As for his desire to experience Qing Sisi's sleeping pills and Si Yu's car accident, he couldn't do it. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he couldn't buy an excessive amount of sleeping pills, nor did he want to stain someone else's car with the blood of selfish people.

He raised the scissors, and the more afraid he was of death in the past, the calmer he could face it now.

The scissors pierced the skin of the wrist, and after a gentle cut, blood spurted out. Did it hurt? Yes, it hurt, but it didn't seem to hurt that much, because nothing hurts more than a broken heart.

He took out his phone and, during the waiting time before slowly leaving, he wanted to send farewell and apology messages to Su Rongxue and Murong Liyue. He loved them, but could his heart, which had lost a piece of itself, still beat?

He sent the words he had rehearsed a thousand times in his mind. When he sent the message to Su Rongxue and Murong Liyue, he didn't even have the strength to hold his phone anymore. Blood had stained his clothes.

She slowly closed her eyes, raised her hand to touch the three words "Blue Silk" that had long since disappeared from her chest, as if they were still engraved in her heart, unforgettable.

The sound of the flowing river beside him grew fainter and fainter. He no longer wanted to open his eyes, and he wanted to stop breathing. His right hand slowly slid down, and the red-stained metal ring from the soda can on his ring finger shimmered with a silvery light under the sun. The jade Buddha tightly held in his palm looked more like a blood-stained Buddha at this moment.

Opening her phone, Su Rongxue looked at the WeChat message Bai Yu had just sent her. The cute, surprised smile on her face slowly disappeared when she saw the content of the message, and her beautiful eyes gradually lost their luster.

"Xiaoxue, I can't come back. I'm so sorry. But I'm really selfish. Right now, I'm still thinking how lucky I am to have entered your heart. I'm so selfish, aren't I? I'm really selfish and despicable. People like me shouldn't exist. They deserve to die. Please live happily from now on and forget about me. You are kind and lovely, but your kindness and loveliness shouldn't belong to someone like me. From now on, rely on yourself more. Not everyone you want to depend on is a good person, like me."

After reading this message, Su Rongxue's mind was suddenly filled with blank snowflakes, making a constant rustling sound but she couldn't think of anything.

"Bai Yu, I don't understand what you're talking about. What do you mean you're not coming back?"

Although she had a very bad feeling, people subconsciously tend to hold onto a sliver of hope for things that haven't been definitively concluded. Su Rongxue was one such person, clinging to that sliver of hope. She believed that Bai Yu's words didn't necessarily mean she would never return to her side, as her first thought had.

Little did she know that Bai Yu's failure to return was a hundred times more serious than she had imagined, so serious that she dared not even think about it.

If he had gone somewhere else to say goodbye to his homeland, there would still be a chance to meet again. But unfortunately, Bai Yu's determination was not as simple as just staying in the island country and not returning home. Instead, he chose to end his own life.

Bai Yu was too exhausted to reply to Su Rongxue's message, and he couldn't even hear the message anymore.

Even if Bai Yu could reply at this moment, he didn't click to check Su Rongxue's message because he was afraid he would hesitate, afraid he would not be able to help but tell Su Rongxue more, making her more attached to him. There was no need for that. How selfish could he be?

This girl is already very clingy to me. If I were to really pour out all my feelings at once, she would definitely be heartbroken, and might even do something even more crazy and foolish.

Before choosing to leave, Bai Yu felt she was lucky; at least there were people who were saddened by her departure, and people who lived to remember her. But what about Sister Si Yu and Lin Ying? After her decision, would anyone remember them? Would they pay their respects? Would they feel heartache when they thought of them?

Chapter Ninety-Three: It Shouldn't Be Like This

After Su Rongxue sent her message and received no reply for a long time, she started sending messages frantically. Unfortunately, even if the person who replied regretted it now, it would be too late. Living is hard, but once you embark on the road to death, there is no turning back; you will only go further and further away.

"Mom, Baiyu said he's not coming back. Why isn't he coming back? Didn't you say he could never leave me?"

Holding her phone, Su Rongxue found her mother in the living room, who was watching TV with her father—or rather, with the urn containing her father's ashes. She showed her mother her chat history with Bai Yu, her voice filled with anxiety and panic.

However, when Luo Er Ai Li heard Su Rongxue's anxious and even somewhat uneasy words, she remained calm and still believed that the person who had been injected with that thing could not possibly not come back. That thing was a thousand times more intense than any desire attack, and Bai Yu could not possibly endure it. After all, how could someone who could not even hold on to loving someone endure desire?

"He'll come back, Mom won't lie to you. He probably only used the spare one, that's why he said that. In a couple of days, when he feels he won't have the medicine left and will experience the pain of leaving you again, he'll definitely come back on his own. Don't worry."

Seeing her mother's absolute certainty without even checking the chat messages, Su Rongxue felt somewhat anxious and uneasy, but her lifelong trust in her mother made her choose to believe her.

As for Murong Liyue at this moment, she definitely wouldn't receive Bai Yu's message immediately. After all, although she had fooled her mother Murong Meng these past few days, Murong Meng hadn't completely let her guard down and still hadn't given her any chance to contact Bai Yu.

But over the past few days, Murong Liyue has begun to gain her mother's trust more and more. She has even started to act more and more like a puppet. She will agree to anything her mother asks, including going with her to meet those rich young men who have said they like her but whom she has never met.

Although it was just a simple meeting, Murong Liyue felt extremely disgusted with men other than Bai Yu. She even wanted to get up and leave whenever she saw the way those men looked at her. If she didn't know that she had to play along, she would have left long ago.

"Hahaha, Chairman Murong's daughter is truly the most beautiful and talented young person I've ever seen. My son... sigh, the difference is just too great!"

"No, no, your son is very outstanding. I heard he has a PhD from abroad and just returned to China. He has a very high level of education. You are too modest."

While listening to her mother and the middle-aged man called President Deng flattering each other, Murong Liyue's eyes were fixed on the floor-to-ceiling window, as if she could find the person she was looking for by chance.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye. In these three days, Murong Liyue has completely gained Murong Meng's trust. During these three days, Murong Meng also learned some news about Bai Yu. After all, he was a boy her daughter had liked. She couldn't let Murong Liyue avoid him, otherwise all her efforts would be in vain.

However, even though Bai Yu is now living abroad, he is not a foreigner. So as long as he has family members, he will be taken back. If no family members come to pick him up, he will just become a piece of white ashes scattered on this land.

Instead of telling Murong Liyue the news immediately, Murong Meng planned to tell her later, thus completely destroying her daughter's lingering feelings for Bai Yu.

Although Bai Yu's parents kicked him out of the house, when they learned that their son had chosen to leave this world only a few months after leaving home, Bai's mother was so shocked by the news that she fainted and was hospitalized. As for Bai's father, a man, he certainly seemed much stronger, but when he went to inquire about his son's remains or cremated ashes, he was told that they were unclaimed and scattered in a foreign land. This news made Bai's father afraid to tell Bai's mother when he returned home. He could only hide in the hospital or at home, smoking and wiping away tears, silently enduring the pain of losing his beloved son.

Little did they know that the reason Bai's father didn't receive the urn wasn't because it was scattered in a foreign land as the official explanation, but because it fell into Su's mother's hands.

Compared to news about Bai's parents, Su Rongxue and her mother have been paying close attention to Bai Yu, getting the first news they receive immediately.

When Su's mother first received the news, she couldn't believe it. Even when she managed to get the heavy urn containing Bai Yu's ashes through connections, she still couldn't believe that Bai Yu would choose to leave this world.

However, unlike most parents who would choose to hide things or gradually reveal them to protect their children, she was surprised but felt nothing was wrong. She even planned to take the urn home and hand it directly to Su Rongxue.

Having waited at home for four days for news from Bai Yu without receiving a reply, Su Rongxue had begun to suffer from insomnia. The healthy rosy cheeks on her fair and lovely face had faded considerably, replaced by tired dark circles and a weary look in her eyes.

If Bai Yu needed the injection to rely on her, then Su Rongxue must have been injected with the drug in her mind. This addiction is hundreds of times greater than Bai Yu's physical addiction, as can be seen from her haggard and listless state at this moment.

If Bai Yu had replied to her message, things wouldn't have turned out this way. The problem is that after receiving Bai Yu's message saying she wouldn't come back within four days, she never received a reply.

dong dong dong~

After three gentle knocks, the door was opened, and there stood none other than Su Rongxue's mother. She was holding a gray-black box, which looked much cheaper than the boxes she usually carried, but the black and white photo on it was very new and clear—it was Bai Yu's black and white photograph.

"Xiaoxue, Baiyu is back. See, Mom said he would definitely come back, he wouldn't lie, would he?"

With a smile on her face, in Su Ma's heart, although the urn is not as good as her living lover, at least they can be together forever. In comparison, the difference is not that big. As long as love is still there, that is happiness. Even in death, they can still love each other.

Upon hearing this, Su Rongxue sat up in bed and looked at the urn and the black-and-white photo in her mother's hands. Instead of being happy, she appeared somewhat dazed, her eyes instantly becoming empty, and her face gradually turning pale.

"Mom, where is Bai Yu...?"

"Here? Now you can be with Bai Yu forever, are you happy?"

Seeing her mother smiling at her while holding Bai Yu's urn, Su Rongxue felt she should be happy, because this meant Bai Yu could truly be with her forever. But the question was, could they still hold hands? Could they still hug? Could they still chat together? Could she still feel his warmth?

"Bai Yu... she shouldn't have come back like this, she shouldn't have... come back like this..."

Chapter Ninety-Four Flower Tea

Seeing Su Rongxue's blank expression and her seemingly lost-in-the-soul speech, Su's mother frowned and asked a question in confusion.

"Isn't it good to be together forever? What's wrong with that? He's Bai Yu, there's no mistake, Mom confirmed it, here you go~"

Reaching out subconsciously, Su Rongxue took the urn her mother handed her. At this moment, Su Rongxue acted mechanically, not even knowing why she felt an emptiness and sadness in her heart when she saw Bai Yu's urn.

From childhood, her mother taught her that loved ones would always be together, and even death would not separate them; they would simply stay by each other's side in another way. But it seems she can't quite accept that anymore.

"Mom, why is Baiyu like this? Is...is she being bullied?"

Upon hearing this, Su's mother shook her head and replied with a smile.

"No, Xiaoxue, Baiyu made her own choice. Mom doesn't know the specific reasons, but from now on you two can truly be together forever. Smile, don't look so sad, right?"

It's true that Su's mother loves Su Rongxue very much, but loving her doesn't mean that she, who is already mentally ill, can understand the genuine feelings in Su Rongxue's heart at this moment, which are completely different from her own. She only thinks that loving someone means being together in any way, which is a happy thing.

"No...it shouldn't be like this..."

Clutching the urn tightly, Su Rongxue looked extremely uneasy, and a sense of impending collapse was gradually creeping over her.

This was not the outcome Su's mother wanted, so she quickly tried to comfort her in what she considered the most effective way.

"No, Xiaoxue, think about your dad and mom. You see, dad and mom are always together. Aren't we a happy family?"

Looking up at her mother with a gentle smile, Su Rongxue felt that what she wanted to be together was somewhat different from what her mother wanted.

Curled up in her petite frame, she clutched Bai Yu's urn tightly to her chest. At that moment, she desperately wanted to feel warmth, to feel a heartbeat, to hear him recount his past mistakes...

Seeing Su Rongxue curled up and not wanting to talk to her, Su's mother could only turn around and leave, closing the door behind her. She also needed to keep her husband company. If he was in a bad mood, letting them be alone for a while would probably make him feel better.

Time flies, and another week has passed in the blink of an eye. In this week, Murong Liyue has not only completely gained Murong Meng's trust, but has even begun to slowly accept the Murong family's business.

This progress was within Murong Liyue's expectations, but when Murong Meng, believing that she had completely forgotten Bai Yu, revealed Bai Yu's own choice to leave, her journey came to an end.

Murong Meng and her daughter Murong Liyue sat facing each other. Murong Liyue listened quietly as her mother revealed the news of Bai Yu's departure. Her expression remained completely calm, and even her eyes showed no change. This scene clearly pleased Murong Meng.

What she didn't know was that Murong Liyue's lack of emotional change wasn't because she didn't care about Bai Yu or was indifferent to Bai Yu's life or death, but rather because the moment her heart died blended perfectly with her already cold expression, which was why no change was visible.

"Liyue, I'll take you to the company for a board meeting tomorrow. I'll introduce you first. You'll be gradually taking over the group in the next few years, understand?"

"Ah."

Nodding, Murong Liyue watched Murong Meng's departing figure, her eyes filled with despair and hatred.

She originally planned to slowly gain trust, and then gradually take over the power, leave the Murong family, and find Bai Yu.

But now, the news that Bai Yu had suddenly left ten days ago has completely devastated her. She already had no trust in this family and clan, and now Bai Yu, the only person she could entrust her heart to, has suddenly left. Her heart is dead, and she wonders what she should live for for the rest of her life.