It Started With a Kiss: Leng Shao's Beloved Wife

The distance between hearts

"Yichen, I..." Wu Xinyan raised her head and looked at Luo Yichen, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Thousands of words flooded her mind, but in the end, she only sighed weakly, "I'm fine, just a little tired, and I want to be alone for a while."

A trace of pain flashed across Luo Yichen's deep eyes. He knew that this phone call was like a thorn that pierced Wu Xinyan's heart. He tried to explain, tried to comfort her, but all his words seemed pale and powerless at this moment.

"Okay, I'll be outside the door. Call me if you need anything." Luo Yichen patted her shoulder gently, stood up and left, leaving the space to her.

Wu Xinyan was the only one left in the room, the empty room seeming to mock her helplessness. She curled up helplessly on the sofa, the vicious curse on the phone replaying in her mind. Her heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and she couldn't breathe.

"Xinyan, what's wrong with you? You look so bad?" Cousin Luo's voice suddenly came from the door, with a hint of hypocritical concern.

Wu Xinyan raised her head and forced a smile: "I'm fine, it's just..."

"Did Luo Yichen bully you again?" Cousin Luo didn't wait for her to finish and continued, "I knew it. How could a man like him be sincere to you? He used to..."

Cousin Luo deliberately lowered her voice, leaned close to Wu Xinyan's ear, and said in a seemingly sympathetic tone: "I'm going to tell you a secret, you must never tell anyone else. Luo Yichen had a woman he loved very much before. They were together for many years. If it weren't for the family's opposition, they would have been married long ago."

Wu Xinyan's heart sank suddenly. She suppressed the pain in her heart and asked calmly, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?" Cousin Luo swore, "I saw them together with my own eyes. They were so close, they were definitely not just ordinary friends."

Cousin Luo's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Wu Xinyan's heart and completely shattering her last bit of trust. She had always known that Luo Yichen's world was far away from her, but she still fell in love with him without hesitation, and was even willing to give up everything for him.

But, in the end, what did she get? Deception, betrayal, and endless hurt...

"Xinyan, listen to me..." Cousin Luo wanted to say something but was interrupted by Wu Xinyan.

"That's enough!" Wu Xinyan stood up suddenly and looked at her cousin Luo with cold eyes. "I don't want to hear anything else from you!"

She turned and ran into the room, slamming the door shut to block out Cousin Luo's voice. Tears burst out, blurring her vision and all her expectations for the future.

Outside the room, Cousin Luo looked at the closed door with a sinister smile on her lips. Everything was going according to her plan...

At night, Luo Yichen gently pushed open the door, but found that the room was empty, with only a note lying quietly on the bedside table.

He picked up the note, which contained only a few words:

"We are over..."

Luo Yichen clutched the thin note, veins bulging on the back of his hand. The brief sentence weighed heavily, suffocating him. Wu Xinyan was gone, without warning, without a goodbye, leaving behind only the cold, "It's over."

He rushed out of the room like a madman and ran all the way along the corridor, as if he wanted to smash all the obstacles that blocked his way. The servants had never seen the usually calm and composed Mr. Luo lose his composure like this, and they all stepped aside in fear.

"Xinyan! Xinyan!" Luo Yichen called Wu Xinyan's name hoarsely, but all he heard in response was the empty corridor and the cold air. He rushed to the door of the villa, but all he saw was the back of a taxi speeding away, disappearing into the night.

He slumped on the ground powerlessly, his mind replaying every moment he spent with Wu Xinyan: her bright smile, her gentle embrace, her figure cooking for him... All these happiness that he once took for granted, have now become sharp blades, cutting into his heart one by one.

"Why? Why did you leave me?" Luo Yichen closed his eyes in pain, tears streaming down his cheeks. He had never hated his powerlessness as much as he did now.

Luo Yichen returned dejectedly to the empty room. Wu Xinyan's presence still lingered in the room, but her familiar figure was no longer visible. He picked up the photo of the two of them on the bedside table. In the photo, Wu Xinyan was smiling brightly, leaning against him, while he, on the other hand, looked cold and distant.

"Xinyan, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I didn't cherish you well enough. Can you please come back? I beg you, give me another chance..." Luo Yichen murmured to himself in front of the photo, his voice trembling and tears streaming down his face.

However, all he got in response was endless silence and regret.

Luo Yichen locked himself in the room, refusing to eat or drink and staying awake. The once high-spirited president of Luo Group is now like a wounded trapped beast, struggling in the abyss of despair.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and an old and familiar voice rang out in the room: "Can you win her heart back by torturing yourself like this?"

Luo Yichen suddenly raised his head and saw an old man in a Tang suit standing at the door. It was the mysterious old man he met in the temple that day...

"You... why are you here?" When Luo Yichen saw the old man, he struggled to get up from the ground as if he was grabbing the last straw, his voice hoarse.

The old man did not answer his question. He walked straight up to him and stared at him with a sharp gaze: "Do you love her very much?"

Luo Yichen nodded without hesitation, his eyes reddening again: "I have never loved someone as much as I do now. Only after losing her did I realize..."

"Love is not possession, nor is it coercion. True love needs to be tested." The old man interrupted him and said earnestly, "Just as gold needs to be tempered by fire to shine brighter, love also needs to be baptized by wind and rain to become stronger."

The old man's words were like a revelation, bringing Luo Yichen to his senses. He had always been accustomed to using force to get everything he wanted, including Wu Xinyan. He thought that as long as he gave her the best material life, he could keep her heart, but he overlooked that what she truly needed was equal love and respect.

"You are right, I was wrong." Luo Yichen lowered his head, his tone full of regret and self-blame.

"Admitting one's mistakes is the best way to improve." The old man patted his shoulder and his tone became gentle. "What you need to do now is not to blame yourself, but to prove your love with practical actions and win her heart back."

Luo Yichen nodded with a firm look in his eyes. He decided to change himself from now on. He would no longer be the cold-blooded president of Luo Group, but a gentle and considerate husband to make up for the harm he had caused to Wu Xinyan.

He began to learn how to care for others and empathize with their feelings. He personally cooked a table full of dishes tailored to Wu Xinyan's tastes, but could only stare blankly at the empty table. He redecorated the room Wu Xinyan once lived in, filling it with her favorite things, hoping that when she returned, she would feel the warmth of home.

He lowered his pride and took the initiative to apologize to those he had hurt, including Wu Xinyan's adoptive mother. He began to pay attention to charity and use his own strength to help those in need, because he knew that this was what Wu Xinyan had always wanted him to do.

The employees of the Luo Group were surprised to find that the usually cold and aloof Mr. Luo had become more approachable. He no longer lost his temper easily, but listened patiently to his employees' opinions and even made some harmless jokes with them.

However, only Luo Yichen himself knew that deep down in his heart, he was still filled with longing and guilt for Wu Xinyan. Every night, he would stare blankly at their old photos. In the photos, Wu Xinyan was smiling like a flower, while he, on the other hand, looked cold and distant.

"Xinyan, where are you? Are you doing well? Will you come back?" Luo Yichen asked himself over and over again, but he never got an answer.

What he didn't know was that while he was desperately searching for Wu Xinyan, she was also in another city, silently observing his changes. She looked at the gentle and humble Luo Yichen in the news reports, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions...

After leaving the Luo family, Wu Xinyan rented a simple apartment in a small southern city. Every day, besides painting in her studio and strolling in a nearby park, her days were peaceful and monotonous. However, this seemingly tranquil life harbored a hidden undercurrent. In the stillness of the night, Luo Yichen's sharp, angular face would surface in her mind, and those sweet memories would flash through her mind like clips from a movie, leaving her unable to sleep.

"I'm so stupid! I clearly still love him, so why did I choose to run away?" Wu Xinyan sat on the bed, hugging her knees, tears welling in her eyes. She remembered Luo Yichen's desperate efforts to save her, his clumsy attempts to learn to cook to please her, and the warmth of his embrace late at night. Her heart was filled with regret and self-blame.

"Perhaps I should try to trust him for once?" This thought quietly sprouted in Wu Xinyan's heart like a spring seed. She began to pay attention to the news about the Luo Group. Seeing Luo Yichen change his former coldness and become more approachable, actively participating in charity work, her heart was moved.

"He has really changed..." Wu Xinyan murmured to herself, with a little more warmth in her eyes.

One day, when Wu Xinyan was walking in the park, she overheard two old ladies chatting.

"Hey, have you heard? Mr. Luo from the Luo Group has had a complete change of heart lately. He used to always have a stern face, but now he actually smiles at his employees. It's like the sun has risen from the west!"

"That's right. My daughter works at Luo's Group. She said that Mr. Luo often works overtime until late at night and is so worried about the company's affairs that he doesn't act like a CEO at all."

"It seems the rumors were true. Mr. Luo and his sweet wife had a falling out, and now he regrets it and wants to win her back!"

Hearing this, Wu Xinyan's heart trembled suddenly, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. She didn't expect that Luo Yichen would change so much for her.

"Ms. Wu? It's really you!" A familiar voice interrupted Wu Xinyan's thoughts.

Wu Xinyan turned around suddenly and saw Luo Yichen's cousin, the woman who had once mocked her, standing behind her with a look of surprise.

"Why are you here?" Wu Xinyan asked warily.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Cousin Luo's face, but she quickly regained her composure. She took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "I came to you because I want to tell you something about my cousin..."