After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

At night, the sea began to rise.

Shen Yao had only been standing on the beach for five minutes when the tide had already reached her ankles from the insteps.

The wind blew her long, flowing hair. Chu Yao looked at her melancholy and beautiful profile and began to talk about what had happened after she left the hospital.

"That man named Gu Tianyou must have done something very bad to you."

After the woman fainted, Chu Yao carried her into the car.

While the car was driving, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and burst into tears.

"Gu Tianyou, what have I done to wrong you that you treat me like this?"

"Do you have to push me to this point before you'll stop?"

"I didn't push Ye Yingying!"

Why did you abandon me? What did I do wrong?

The woman hugged herself, losing control of her emotions, frantically clutching her arms, crying until her throat was hoarse.

Chu Yao couldn't quite hear what the woman was saying as she cried, but he clearly heard one name: Gu Tianyou.

The image of the man she saw at the hospital flashed through her mind—handsome, impeccably dressed, and aloof. Did the woman ever like this man?

Chu Yao's eyes gradually darkened.

He parked his car on the side of the road and decided to go check on the woman.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Chu Yao opened the passenger door and reached out to touch the woman's shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" The woman pushed Chu Yao away like a cat in a state of shock.

She picked up her phone and made a call.

The owner of this phone number is Xu Yang, Shen Yao's psychotherapist.

When Xu Yang arrived, Shen Yao was still agitated, so Xu Yang had to ask Chu Yao to help control her and give her a sedative.

"So that's how it is." After listening to Chu Yao's explanation, Shen Yao's expression didn't change much, but her hands were trembling slightly.

Chu Yao watched the woman's slender figure swaying in the wind, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

He reached out to put his arm around the woman's shoulder, but she seemed to notice and slightly moved away.

She turned around, the sea breeze ruffling her hair, a few strands falling onto her pale face.

She tilted her head slightly, tears welling in her eyes.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Chu Yao was afraid that if the sea breeze continued to blow like this, the woman would be blown over.

"I'm going home now. I have to go to work tomorrow."

"You're not feeling well, you should rest first." Chu Yao felt that the woman was in very poor condition, and it was really worrying that she was going to work like this.

"I'm just sick, I'll be fine in a few days." Shen Yao, who studied medicine, knew perfectly well why she had lost control of her emotions.

"Sister, I'll ask your boss for leave for you." Chu Yao walked up to Shen Yao, bent down, and patiently persuaded her.

"No need. I don't have any serious illness, I can handle it myself." After saying that, Shen Yao thanked Chu Yao for taking care of her again, and then turned and walked off the beach.

The bright moon rises over the sea.

Under the moonlight, the woman's departing figure was resolute.

Chu Yao watched the woman's departing figure, narrowed his eyes slightly, and tossed the beach sandals in his hand aside.

I picked up my phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Has my charm level decreased, or is this woman's heart made of stone? It's been almost a month now, and she's still indifferent to me."

"You heartthrob, you've finally met someone who can handle you. What are you planning to do next?" A calm, refined male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Chu Yao's lips curled slightly, "I'll catch up with her, then dump her."