1211 Lu Huaiyu, This is the Tenth Year I’ve Loved You
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He looked at the painting for a long time.
It seemed as if all the images had become blurred and all the sounds had been annihilated.
All that was left was a blinding bright light that almost made his eyes ache.
His thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse.
“So, you already knew that I loved you.”
Long before they met, long before that dream.
“Lu Huaiyu, you’re not the end of my dream.”
He heard her voice. It was so light, yet so heavy. Every word clearly fell on his heart.
“You were everything in that dream.”
It was as if something was pressing down on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He finally looked up.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and the sky outside the window was dyed a large warm orange, overlapping with the deepest part of his memory.
It was on an evening like this that he could not break free from his demons and had fallen off the cliff.
It was also on such an evening that he had wandered between life and death, leaving a person’s shadow in his heart.
And now, it was an evening just like that, but she was here.
“If I really lived through that life…
She spoke softly, the light in her eyes flickering before it finally settled.
“Lu Huaiyu.
“This would be the tenth year that I’ve loved you.”