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"Why did you suddenly come back?"

Xia Weibao leaned back slightly, gently resting against him.

The Lu Corporation had recently suffered an attack from Long Xuanye. Although Zhong Wanshu and Yan Lingyi joined forces to stabilize it, the stock volatility was still severe.

After returning, Lu Hualiang had to deal with the affairs of Lu Corporation, keeping him extremely busy.

He almost had to work overtime every day.

It was quite unexpected to come back so early today.

Lu Hualiang pursed his lips into a straight line.

Why come back early? Because he received news that Long Xuanye had died, committing suicide by poisoning.

When he died, there was still a video of her dancing for him beside him.

To be honest, he really wanted to kill Long Xuanye himself, but to have him die like this, and even with memories of Xia Weibao before he died, left him with an indescribable feeling.

He wasn’t sure if he should tell Xia Weibao about this; he hesitated for a whole day, unable to focus on work, so he came back.

"Why aren’t you speaking?" Not hearing his response, Xia Weibao was a bit puzzled.

"I just got the news today, Long Xuanye has died."

As people say, death extinguishes the light; he decided to be magnanimous this time and let her know.

Xia Weibao’s phone, held in her hand, fell onto the bed, and she stayed frozen in place.

Her heart was densely pierced with a slight pain.

He’s dead.

Perhaps it’s for the best that he’s dead, she won’t have to live in fear anymore.

She didn’t speak, and her spirits were low all night.

That night, Xia Weibao had a nightmare.

She dreamed of two thousand years ago, back when she was in the sect, when she and Long Xuanye were childhood sweethearts, innocent and carefree.

By the small river at the back of the mountain, with lush green grass, butterflies fluttering and bees buzzing, under the slender weeping willow, he played the flute while she danced.

The youth was handsome and spirited.

At that time, he hadn’t yet sought to restore his country, and they hadn’t yet reached a breaking point; everything was at its most beautiful.

Awakening from the dream, her eyes were still stained with tears.

As dawn was just breaking, Lu Hualiang hadn’t woken up yet.

She lay in his arms, staring blankly at his handsome sleeping face.

She couldn’t help but ask herself, had she really never liked Long Xuanye at all?

The words spoken in the Aegean Sea villa, were they sincere, or as he said, an act of revenge?

Maybe she did like him a little, after all, they grew up together with over ten years of companionship.

More than friends, not quite lovers.

She suddenly recalled a phrase she had seen by chance before.

Like is a light love; love is a deep like.

No matter what, as people say, death extinguishes the light, and all past events are like passing clouds.

What’s passed should be left in the past.

Senior brother, I wish you well on your journey, and in the next life, forget about me.

Find a girl whom you love and she loves you back, and start a new life.

I’ve found the one fate destined for me, and I wish you all the best too.

Xia Weibao’s hand reached across Lu Hualiang’s chest, burrowing further into his embrace.

The man in his sleep half-opened his eyes groggily, reached out to hold her tighter, letting her rest partly on his chest, yet carefully avoiding her belly, afraid to press on it.

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing, just want to hold you while I sleep."

Lu Hualiang didn’t respond, only held her a bit tighter, kissed her hair gently, then rested his chin on the crown of her head, lightly patting her back.

Feeling his gentle care, Xia Weibao’s lips slowly curled into a smile.

When she woke up again, there was no one on her side of the bed; Lu Hualiang had left for work early.

She was carrying triplets, which drained her physically, and her body was weak, making her extremely sleepy.

Zhong Wanshu came in with breakfast, following closely behind was Yan Yuexian carrying a bowl of medicine.