Chapter 723
I am now thirty-four years old, my life has nearly passed its halfway mark, and I have experienced more than many people do in a lifetime.
Yet, in the time that has passed, only you were the realest presence, and only you gave me the truest life and feelings.
You are so ordinary yet unique. It’s because of your authenticity that I knew I was still alive, not just a walking corpse, a ruthless ’Assassin’ who has lost his soul.
Yes, I am an Assassin. When I was a special agent, I was cold and heartless, content just to kill and complete my missions. Escaping that identity to become a businessman, I killed in another way, bloodlessly and mercilessly.
My life was cold and lonely until you entered my world, showing me that I was still human, an ordinary person. You made me realize that I too could have a normal life.
Like anyone else, I could marry, have children; I could occasionally bicker with my wife, come home to eat with my family after work, have someone to miss every day, and be someone who is missed…
An Ruo, you will never know just how meaningful your existence is to me, how much your existence has changed my life.
Because of you, I am able to feel the joys and sorrows of life, and because of you, I am grateful to heaven for bringing me into this world, and I am full of longing and goals for life.
An Ruo, you are the warmest, most brilliant ray of sunlight in my life, but I carelessly fell into darkness, losing my sunlight. Could you tell me if I still have a chance to find my sunlight again?
A question mark marked the end of Tang Yuchen’s third letter.
An Ruo stared at the last sentence for a long time, unable to shift her gaze.
She could not describe the feeling in her heart; it was somewhat bitter and also filled with a sense of loss.
To come this far, it wasn’t something she could just turn back from…
No matter how they tried to salvage the situation, there probably was no possibility anymore.
On the fourth morning, An Ruo went out and approached the security guard. Seeing her, the guard smiled before she could speak, “Miss An, your letter has arrived again.”
This was already the fourth letter. The previous three letters had affected her mood, and she hesitated over whether to read this fourth one.
She really didn’t know what more he could say; she worried that reading his letters would only add to her confusion and make it even harder for her to stay calm and rational.
When she chose to give him up, it took a lot of effort. Now that she had let go, she really didn’t want to pick it back up, fearing she didn’t have enough strength left to withstand being hurt again.
An Ruo didn’t read this letter. She placed it with the previous three and continued living the life she wanted.
For three consecutive days, she received more letters from Tang Yuchen. Seven in total. She read only three and left four unread.
An Ruo had resolved to ignore his letters and planned to burn them all once he stopped writing.
But that night, she had a nightmare. In it, she saw the scene from over two years ago, where Tang Yuchen was shot.
Even though she knew it was not real, the her in the dream was still terrified to her core. She woke up from the nightmare and sat in shock for a long time before she managed to calm down.
It was late at night outside. An Ruo turned on the bedside lamp, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and then her eyes fell on the drawer of the bedside table.
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