Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

[Today's lunar calendar: It's a good time to start anew.]

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On the day Jiang Wanqing was about to leave, the first snow of the year fell in the imperial capital.

The first snow fell all night and did not stop until the morning.

Outside the window, the wind and snow are strong.

The boundless fine snow mixed with the desolation of the world fell into the dust, like a grand farewell.

From that day on, Gu Shiche and she tacitly agreed not to speak to each other.

The two of them lived in the same place, but they hadn't spoken to each other for half a month, and it was even difficult for them to see each other.

Gu Shiche goes out early and comes back late, and he gets home at one or two o'clock in the morning every day.

According to Aunt Liu, one day Gu Shiche was drunk and stood at her door for a long time. He paused for a moment when he wanted to knock on the door, but finally let it go.

Gu Shiche lived in the guest room on the first floor and never went upstairs to disturb Jiang Wanqing from then on.

Sometimes when the two of them accidentally met, Gu Shiche would quickly look away and nod slightly to show politeness.

He returned to his previous cold and restrained self, being distant and polite to Jiang Wanqing.

It would be a lie to say that I don’t feel heartache.

A seed of sadness was planted in Jiang Wanqing's heart, and the sunflower petals turned into a small tombstone in her barren heart, burying the two of them together in the soil.

Jiang Wanqing decided to start over.

When Gu Shiche, who had a dark personality, imprisoned her, he arranged for her to take a year off from school.

Now Jiang Wanqing plans to resume her studies.

She signed up for a two-year study program at H University in the United States, and today is the day she will go abroad.

The procedures for studying abroad are complicated, especially since she still has a year to go.

But this time the approval was exceptionally fast, and Jiang Wanqing knew that Gu Shiche had helped a lot behind the scenes.

He decided to let her go and let go.

He hoped that she could have a brand new future, even if he was not in that future.

Before leaving, Jiang Wanqing took the time to visit the cemetery.

The graves of Ruan Ji, Chen Xinuo and Lin Qianqian were placed side by side, and the tombstones were covered with vast white snow, burying them even deeper.

Three thousand miles of white snow, the whole world is this bluffing white.

This time, she didn't bring flowers, but a bottle of liquor and four wine glasses.

Jiang Wanqing's little hands were red from the cold. She gently wiped the snow off the tombstone, revealing the photos and names of the three people.

She poured the liquor into a clear glass while speaking to the three people at the tombstone.

"When the weather gets cold, drink a glass of wine, your body won't feel so cold, and your heart will warm up."

"I'm sorry, it's only after all these years that I remember the three elders."

"The human brain is truly amazing. You might think you've forgotten something, but suddenly you'll discover a memory hidden somewhere."

Jiang Wanqing placed the glass filled with wine in front of the three tombstones.

She picked up the fourth glass of wine, bowed to the three people in front of the tombstone, and then drank it all in one gulp.

The cold liquor slid down my throat from my mouth. It was stronger than I had imagined, and a burning pain soon spread through my stomach.

Jiang Wanqing felt very refreshed, and the hot air from her mouth turned into white mist.

She used to hate drinking, thinking it was not as delicious as Coke, and she couldn't understand why some people were addicted to alcohol.

But now, she suddenly understood.

Adult life is an incurable disease, and sometimes you need some alcohol to numb your nerves.

Ruan Ji's gaze on the tombstone seemed to be on her, a little melancholy.

Jiang Wanqing's little hands were red from the cold and trembling slightly. She raised her hand and gently stroked the photo on the tombstone.

Her pale face was like snowflakes falling from the sky.

Jiang Wanqing's tone was exceptionally calm, like the surface of a frozen lake in winter.

"I feel like I should be crying, but no tears are coming out."

"I can't feel any pain. I feel like a broken tooth. The nerves inside have died, leaving only a hollow numbness."

Jiang Wanqing's lips curled up slightly, and the falling snow covered the tombstone with a thin layer of white.

"Everyone who knows the truth says I'm miserable, that everything was taken away from me by the devil, that I should ask someone to pay my debts, and that I should be angry and indignant."

"But you know what's the worst?"

"I was deprived of everything, but I couldn't feel the sadness I should have. I couldn't remember any of the relatives they mentioned."

“When people talk about how happy I used to be and how happy I should be, it feels like I’m just listening to someone else’s story.”

"I felt like an outsider, an indifferent spectator of my own tragic story."

Jiang Wanqing chuckled and tilted her head back slightly.

She watched the snowflakes slowly fall like catkins, landing in her black hair, and then gradually melting away.

"So I decided to start over, to study, to get an education, and to choose my own life."

"Looking back on my relatively short life, it seems like I've always lived for others."

"To pay for Mother Zhou's medical expenses, I humbled myself in the Gu family, never fighting back or retaliating, and was covered in bruises."

"When I was in school, people scolded me and spread rumors about me, but I just swallowed my anger and pretended not to care."

“Now, I want to live for myself.”

Jiang Wanqing knelt silently in front of the tombstones and kowtowed solemnly to the three tombstones.

"It may be a long time before I can come to see you three."

"Please wish me a pleasant journey, three elders."

As soon as she stood up, tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes without warning, landing one by one on the thin snow.

Jiang Wanqing wiped her tears with her sleeve, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It seems the wish came true."

She stood up and left, alone in the lonely first snow, leaving her footprints on the mottled gravel road.

The snow fell slowly, but her footprints were still covered by the new fallen snow.

Behind the cemetery is a deep dark forest, and the soft white snow has bent the depressed branches.

Gu Shiche was wearing a black coat, which had long been soaked by the melted snow.

A few snowflakes fell on his black hair, and the cold wind blew through the strands of hair on his forehead, adding a hint of imperceptible sadness.

The tip of Gu Shiche's nose was red, as if it was frozen or crying. In short, only he knew it.

He leaned against the tree trunk, looked at Jiang Wanqing's leaving back, and spoke slowly.

"I wish you a pleasant journey, too."

This was the first time he saw Jiang Wanqing on a snowy day.

Every winter, the Gu family would go to a place with a warm climate to spend the winter.

Jiang Wanqing will stay in the imperial capital and wait for his return in this world of ice and snow.

Now, it has finally changed.

He would wait for her to come back in this broken and muddy snow.

He couldn't force her to come back, so he could only wait for his owner to come back like a puppy tied to a pillar in the heavy rain.

......

Jiang Wanqing got on the plane.

She didn't allow Lu Qi and others to see her off, so she packed her luggage and went to the airport.

At this moment, she was sitting in the cabin and wanted to take out her cell phone and turn it to airplane mode.

When I reached for my phone, I unexpectedly found a letter.

Jiang Wanqing's heart skipped a beat and she felt a little dazed.

She frowned and slowly took out the letter from her bag.

On the envelope, the handwriting was vigorous, the strokes were short but the meaning was profound, and three words were written in a very fluent manner.

【To Wanqing】

Jiang Wanqing's hand holding the letter was shaking. She wanted to throw the letter away, but her mind was not listening.

She still opened the letter Gu Shiche wrote to her.

The letter was not long, with a few words written solemnly in dark blue pen.

【I hope you can experience a world you have never experienced before and that will amaze you.】

I hope you can meet some interesting people and encounter some interesting things.

I hope you can be proud of yourself and have the courage to go out.

[What I hope most is that you can start over and have your own life]

She sat in her seat, her lips tightly pursed, tears rolling silently down her cheeks.

Tears wet his handwriting, blurring the words "restart" he wrote.

She raised her hands tremblingly and covered her face with them.

The pain that had accumulated for half a month was suddenly released, and she was now devastated.

In the last line, Gu Shiche solemnly wrote those three words.

【I love you. 】