Bai Yueguang returns to China, don't be a spare tire, divorce Lin

"Fang Hongxing, come here and confront me."

Ye Wanqing stood in the howling cold wind, wearing a thin but high-quality windbreaker, the hem of which swayed in the wind. Her eyes were cold and resolute, like a sharp sword in the cold winter, pointing directly at the firefighters. They froze under her gaze just as they were about to take a step to rescue.

"Don't act rashly. Your speed is far less than my determination to leap." Her voice was calm but revealed an unquestionable determination. The firefighters looked at each other and stopped moving abruptly.

"It was Fang Hongxing who called the police, wasn't it? Didn't she say that I was responsible for Yin Feiwei's disappearance? I came here today specifically to tell her the truth, but she avoided me. What's the meaning of this?"

Ye Wanqing's long hair was disheveled in the wind. She freed one hand and gently played with it. Her posture was elegant, yet concealed an inviolable edge.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, until a figure slowly emerged from the gap in the crowd: "Ye Wanqing, I'm here. Let the past be gone with the wind, don't cling to it anymore." There was an imperceptible tremor in Fang Hongxing's voice.

A mocking smile played at the corner of Ye Wanqing's mouth. Her delicately made-up face looked even more stunning in the afterglow of the setting sun. "Dispersed with the wind? Didn't you mention it so often, trying to stir up trouble?"

Fang Hongxing's face turned pale in an instant, and regret surged in his heart like a tide. The Ye Wanqing in front of him looked more like a warrior who should not be underestimated.

"I, I was just not in my right mind that day and said some nonsense. Don't take it to heart." Fang Hongxing's voice was filled with pleading.

"Nonsense? Your nonsense has made me the target of public criticism. Now that you have spoken, tell me why Yin Feiwei chose that path of no return?" Ye Wanqing's eyes were aggressive.

Fang Hongxing lowered her head guiltily. She knew that Yin Feiwei's tragedy had nothing to do with Ye Wanqing. It was only because of a misplaced love that Yin Feiwei could not bear the blow and chose to end her life.

"Don't force me. I don't want to die yet. If you come any closer, I might really let go." Ye Wanqing's voice echoed in the wind, carrying a captivating power.

The police officer on the side was frightened by Ye Wanqing's sharp eyes and did not dare to act rashly.

"Bring your phone here and open the live broadcast software." Ye Wanqing's voice left no room for doubt.

Fang Hongxing desperately shook her head: "Ye Wanqing, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I apologize to you, please come down! You shouldn't hurt yourself because of my drunken gaffe!"

Ye Wanqing sighed softly, sat down against the metal guardrail behind her, and looked into the distance with empty eyes: "The building is so tall, it may not be the end."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar at the scene, and teachers and police urged Fang Hongxing to do as he was told.

Fang Hongxing felt mixed emotions. She didn't want to be the target of public criticism, but helplessly, she could only watch others take her phone and follow Ye Wanqing's instructions.

Ye Wanqing slowly turned around and smiled sadly at the phone screen: "I am Ye Wanqing, burdened with misunderstandings and regrets. Life has long been unbearable, but I know where to put the blame. I will never shoulder the blame that is not mine.

Regarding the rumor mentioned in the post that my high school female classmate died because of me, I need to clarify. But if you still don't believe my explanation, then I would like the owner of this account, who is also the instigator of the rumor, to explain it personally!

After saying this, she slowly let go of the edge of the guardrail, as if at that moment she had already prepared for the worst.

Lin Xuan pushed through the crowd and stumbled onto the rooftop. His heart felt as if it were being pierced by thousands of needles: "Wanqing!"

Seeing this, Qin Zhuyu's legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground, her eyes full of fear and helplessness.

Lin Xuan's hands were shaking. He took a step forward, but was afraid that this one step would become an eternal regret.

He could only look at Ye Wanqing from afar. The long distance seemed like the boundary between life and death.

Ye Wanqing heard the familiar voice and her body trembled slightly. Then, she grabbed the railing again and turned to look at Lin Xuan. A hint of vulnerability was revealed in her red and swollen eyes:

"You came."

There were tears in her smile, a long-lost warmth: "You came so quickly, Lin Xuan."

However, she was really too tired, and the burden on her heart made her breathless.

"I helped you trim the roses in the garden this morning. They are in full bloom, just like your smile." Lin Xuan's voice was choked with sobs.

"I'm here to save you, Ye Wanqing." Lin Xuan's voice was firm and gentle. This was the first time he expressed his feelings so directly.

Ye Wanqing had never heard these words before. She once thought that she had to face all this alone.

But at this moment, she discovered that the abyss might not be inescapable, but it just lacked a pair of strong hands to pull her back to the light.

"I know you regard me as Su Junyan's shadow, but I don't care. I am willing to be your support, Ye Wanqing."

On the rooftop, the wind was still howling. Ye Wanqing sat there, as if isolated from the whole world. No one dared to approach except Lin Xuan.

She only needed to let go lightly, and there would be eternal darkness. But at this moment, there seemed to be a glimmer of light in her heart.

"But I'm really exhausted, Lin Xuan." In that tense and suffocating moment of rescue, everyone's movements froze, as if even the air had stopped flowing.

Qin Zhuyu stared at Ye Wanqing, tears welling up in her eyes, but she forced herself to hold them back. She was afraid that any sound from her would break this delicate balance and make the situation worse.

Lin Xuan slowly took a small step forward. His steps were heavy and cautious, as if every step was on the edge of a knife. He was afraid that any action he took would irritate Ye Wanqing and make her make an irreversible decision.

"Su Junyan's departure was not your fault; Yin Feiwei's tragedy had nothing to do with you. They were simply blinded by jealousy and attempted to use two innocent lives to shackle your light.

Are you really willing to bow to fate like this?" Lin Xuan's voice was low and full of affection, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

"I know that in your heart, I may be just an insignificant existence. But if you really choose this path today, I will respect your choice.

But, when I extend a helping hand to you, could you please not reject me so cruelly? " His eyes were full of humility and piety, as if he was praying to God for a miracle.

On the rooftop, the wind howled, as if telling of endless sorrow. Ye Wanqing slowly turned around, and the hands that were tightly clasped on the railing began to loosen little by little. Every subtle movement tugged at Lin Xuan's heartstrings.

Lin Xuan widened his eyes and watched her fingers leave the cold railing one by one. His heart seemed to be hollowed out bit by bit, and fear and despair surged into his heart like a tide.

"Lin Xuan... Can you come over and hug me? I'm so scared..." In the dead silence, Ye Wanqing's voice trembled slightly, like a life-saving straw, allowing Lin Xuan to see the dawn of hope from the edge of despair.

Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if waking up from a dream. He instinctively took a step forward and ran towards Ye Wanqing.

However, due to his inner fear and tension, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was caught in time by the quick-eyed and quick-handed firefighter next to him.

After stabilizing himself, Lin Xuan almost rushed to Ye Wanqing's side. He stretched out his hands and held her tightly in his arms. He pulled her away from the edge of danger and held her tightly, as if to pass all his warmth and strength to her:

"It's okay, it's okay, everything is over."

These words seemed more like they were spoken to himself, as if he was telling himself that he had found the soul he had once lost.

Ye Wanqing raised her head slightly, her tearful eyes staring at Lin Xuan's red eyes. Her voice was firm and gentle: "Lin Xuan, let's get married."

"Okay." Lin Xuan's answer was concise and powerful, as if he had been waiting for this moment for countless centuries.

To her, he had never been an insignificant existence.

From the very beginning, he was the light in her life, illuminating her way forward and giving her endless courage and hope.

(End of the book)