Love is a mistake that cannot be escaped

The doorbell rang again, and my heart tightened. Gu Yichen noticed my unease, gently patted the back of my hand, and got up to open the door.

I stared nervously at the doorway, and then a tall figure appeared there—it was Lu Mingxuan!

"Mingxuan, what brings you here?" I stood up in surprise; he hadn't been here for a long time.

"What, you don't welcome me, this third wheel?" Lu Mingxuan walked into the house with a smile, but his eyes were a little evasive. I was even more puzzled, feeling that he was acting strangely today.

"How could that be? Come in and sit down."

Gu Yichen gestured for Lu Mingxuan to sit down on the sofa and poured him a cup of tea. "It's so late, is there something you need?"

Lu Mingxuan took the teacup but didn't drink it. He just held it tightly in his hand, looking at us with a hesitant expression.

I noticed the veins bulging on the back of his hand, as if he was trying his best to suppress some emotion.

"Mingxuan, what's wrong? I'm really worried about you." I couldn't help but ask.

Lu Mingxuan took a deep breath, as if he had finally made up his mind. He raised his head, looked at me intently, and said, word by word, "Yan Yan, I... I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Leave? Where to?" I was even more confused, not understanding why he would suddenly leave.

"Going to a very far place, maybe... I won't be back for a long time."

Lu Mingxuan's words struck me like a bolt from the blue. I stared at him blankly, not knowing how to react for a moment.

He's going to a very far place and won't be back for a long time? Why? Did something happen?

"Mingxuan, what exactly happened? Why did you leave?"

I asked anxiously, a sense of unease rising in my heart.

Lu Mingxuan avoided my gaze, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I just want to go out and see the world, to live in a different environment."

“But…” I wanted to ask more, but Gu Yichen grabbed my hand and shook his head at me, signaling me not to press him any further.

Lu Mingxuan's departure was sudden and resolute, as if he were running away from something.

Although he didn't say anything, I could sense that he must have something he couldn't say.

After seeing Lu Mingxuan off, I was unable to calm down for a long time.

Gu Yichen pulled me into his arms, gently patted my back, and softly comforted me, "Don't worry, Mingxuan is an adult, he knows what he's doing."

I leaned against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and my unease subsided a little.

As the days went by, after Lu Mingxuan left, our lives seemed to return to normal.

Gu Yichen's career is booming, and his company is developing rapidly, making him a rising star in the industry.

I focused on my academic research, and the recognition of my paper at an international academic conference was a huge encouragement to me.

We support each other, make progress together, and are each other's strongest backing.

In our free time, we take our little ones on trips to experience different customs and cultures.

Our family of three is happy and fulfilled.

However, whenever I see the innocent smiles of adorable children, I always think of Lu Mingxuan far away.

Is he okay?

Is he happy?

These questions have been lingering in my mind, refusing to go away. I know that some things may never have an answer.

"Mom, look!"

I looked in the direction of the sound and saw the adorable child standing among a group of children, holding a small red flower awarded by the teacher, with a proud smile on his face.

"You're so great, baby!"

I walked over with a smile, picked him up, and kissed him. "What good things did you do at kindergarten today?"

"The teacher asked us to elect a class monitor, and everyone voted for me!"

The adorable child waved his little hands excitedly and said in a sweet, childish voice, "My teacher said I'm helpful, get along well with my classmates, and am very smart!"

I couldn't help but chuckle at his words, and turned to look at Gu Yichen standing not far away. His face was also full of smiles, and his eyes and brows were filled with tenderness.

"Our little darling is so amazing!" Gu Yichen walked over, lifted the adorable child above his head, and made him giggle.

Looking at this scene before me, my heart is filled with happiness and contentment.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, our little one has reached kindergarten age, and Gu Yichen and I have walked hand in hand through many springs, summers, autumns, and winters.

Together we celebrated every holiday, anniversary, and every ordinary day with a sense of ritual.

On Valentine's Day, Gu Yichen would prepare carefully selected gifts for me. He would go to great lengths to create romance and surprises for me. He would look at me with deep affection and say, "Fu Yan, meeting you is the greatest luck of my life."

On our wedding anniversary, we'll take our little one back to the place where we had our wedding to reminisce about all the little moments we've shared.

We will lean on each other, watch the sunset, and make a promise to each other for life.

Our little one's birthday is the most important holiday for our family of three. We will carefully prepare a birthday party for him and invite his friends to come and play at home.

We would watch him happily unwrap his birthday presents surrounded by his friends, and at that moment, I felt like the happiest mother in the world.

Back home, the three of us were immersed in a warm atmosphere, eating our meal and talking about the fun things that happened at kindergarten.

The adorable toddler gesticulated wildly as he described the admiring looks he received from his classmates. I watched him with a smile, feeling sweeter than if I had eaten honey.

Suddenly, a rapid cell phone ring broke the silence.

Gu Yichen put down his chopsticks, took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and his expression instantly turned serious.

"What's wrong?" I noticed his unusual behavior and asked softly.

Gu Yichen didn't say anything, but just gave me a deep look before answering the phone.

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding anxious: "Mr. Gu, your mother... she..."

"What happened to my mom?!" Gu Yichen suddenly stood up, his voice rising abruptly, his fingers gripping the phone turning slightly white from the excessive force.

My heart jumped, and a sense of unease filled the air.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before the voice continued, "Mrs. Gu... committed suicide in prison..."

With a bang, my head felt like it had exploded, and everything went blank.

He committed suicide? How could this happen?

I covered my mouth in disbelief and looked at Gu Yichen.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away, collapsing weakly back into his chair, his face deathly pale.

My heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and my breathing became rapid.

Although Du Yue had done many things to hurt me and Gu Yichen, I never thought she would go this far.

"I need to go to the prison." After a long while, Gu Yichen finally found his voice, which was low and hoarse, carrying an indescribable sorrow.

I nodded, took his hand, and intertwined our fingers, offering him silent support.

Gu Yichen gripped my hand tightly, his eyes swirling with complex emotions—sadness, shock, and a hint of relief that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

We rushed to the prison, and no one spoke a word along the way.

The atmosphere in the carriage was terribly oppressive. Images of Du Yue kept replaying in my mind; those past loves and hates had all become fleeting memories.

We arrived at the prison. Gu Yichen took a deep breath, opened the car door, and got out. I followed closely behind.

The prison guard led us to an office, handed Gu Yichen a file folder, and said solemnly, "Mr. Gu, this is your mother's suicide note. Please accept my condolences."

Gu Yichen took the file bag with trembling hands, opened it, and found only a thin sheet of paper inside.

He read the contents word by word, his face growing increasingly grim, his fingers gripping the letter so tightly they turned white, veins bulging.

I looked at him with concern, wondering what exactly was written in the letter that had caused him to lose his composure like this.

Suddenly, Gu Yichen abruptly raised his head, staring intently at me, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Fu Yan, is what's written here true?"