I’m Waiting For Your Dawn In the Dark Night

Cheng Fang's hand holding the cup shook, and a few drops sloshed out. His hand shrank from the heat, and he said, "Don't scare me, boss! Didn't we promise to live well for my sister-in-law?"

"I have already cleaned up all those sinners. The biggest sinner left to atone is me. I owe him all the money in my life, so I can only give her this life!"

"Impossible! Sister-in-law loves you so much. If she knew that you chose to die because of her death, she would definitely not forgive you!"

"It's okay if you don't forgive me! I don't deserve to be forgiven at all. Let her continue to hate me, at least that way she can still have me in her heart."

Cheng Fang said a lot, but Su Yuqing couldn't listen at all.

After this unpleasant conversation, Su Yuqing suddenly left the ward one day.

Cheng Fang was so anxious that he immediately pulled the needle and rushed all the way to Su Yuqing's villa.

"Boss, open the door!"

"Boss, sister-in-law is watching from the sky! How did the third uncle who is omnipotent and upholds justice for the society in her heart become so weak? How did the man in her heart who had loved her for more than ten years and called her husband for more than three years become so weak? So useless?"

…

He shouted for a long time, but the black iron gate was still tightly closed.

Until the courier came over on an electric bike and asked, "Is this Miss Ling Zhiwei's house?"

Cheng Fang was stunned for a moment, then nodded hastily.

The courier handed a package to Cheng Fang, "These are ten sets of sample books sent by Haitang Literature Club. Please congratulate Miss Ling on my behalf. Her book has finally been published and is now available in all major Xinhua Bookstores. By the way. , If Miss Ling has time to trouble her to contact the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, the editor-in-chief intends to help her hold a signing party."

Cheng Fang clenched his fists and whispered, "Miss Ling Zhiwei has... passed away."

"What? That's such a pity. Miss Ling's greatest wish during her lifetime was that this novel, which chronicles the story between her and her husband, could be published. Hey... I didn't expect her to wait... Eh, I haven't finished my words yet. just go..."

Cheng Fang hugged the package, jumped over the courtyard wall and rushed to the bedroom on the second floor.

He slammed on the bedroom door frantically, "Boss, there is a courier from my sister-in-law, you know, my sister-in-law wrote a novel about the love between you! You..."

squeak-

The door was pulled open from the inside.

The drunk man was still holding the wedding photo that should have been hanging on the wall in his arms.

A gleam of light appeared in his scarlet eyes, and he couldn't do it eagerly, "Zhizhi's courier?"

Cheng Fang opened the package and took out a book and held it in front of Su Yuqing.

Title: "Even if I am an enemy of the whole world, I can't stop loving him"

Author: He called me to know

Inscription: Some people say that a person's life is very long, and he will face countless temptations. No one can love only one person wholeheartedly. But this year, I am almost twenty-three years old, and I have never seriously insisted on doing anything, except for one thing, which is to love my nominal third uncle Mr. Y. I have loved him for more than ten years, and it has not changed. Until today, when I started writing a book, the three words Mr. Y are still the name that makes me feel happy just by reciting it silently. I always feel that a person does not have many ten years. If I can insist on loving someone for ten years, it must be a lifetime!

Su Yuqing's eyes burned red by alcohol were stunned at the moment.

He stared at the words on the title page, his eyes sore and swollen.

In the end, how much do you have to love a person to choose a name that is closely related to him even under his pseudonym?

In the end, do you have to love someone so much that you will be unwilling to only keep memories in your mind and stubbornly turn them into letters that you can see and touch?

He grabbed the book in his hand and closed the door behind him.

Cheng Fang smiled with tears in his eyes, nodded to Wang Ma, who had been hiding aside and dared not speak, and whispered, "It's alright, my sister-in-law's book really saved the boss's life, he will definitely be able to cheer up!"

…

Su Yuqing sat on the carpet and only turned on a desk lamp, which was just enough to illuminate the book.