Zhang Chunru was not without a way out, nor was she homeless, but she knew that even if she returned to her parents' home, the road ahead might not be smooth. However, what really made her sad was not the uncertainty about the future, but the deep regret for the lost feelings of Bei Minghou.

When she faced Yi Han again, everything seemed to have changed.

The man who once made her disdain now occupies an indelible place in her heart.

In her dreams at night, Bei Minghou's figure gradually faded, replaced by Yi Han's tall figure and deep eyes. She even recalled every encounter with him in the past, his black clothes and his unruly temperament, which made her feel unprecedented heartbeat.

She realized what she had missed and was filled with endless regret.

But she didn't want to show this vulnerability to others, and she didn't want to become the laughing stock of others. Just like her obsession with Bei Ming Hou, she firmly believed that Yi Han couldn't be indifferent to her.

All of this was Xiao Yunxi's conspiracy. She took advantage of Yi Han's absence and was eager to drive her away.

However, unlike her obsession with Bei Ming Hou, her feelings for Yi Han were mixed with more expectations and demands.

She longed for more of his love, more obsession, even at the cost of heartache. This complex and deep emotion made her more deeply trapped than ever before, unable to extricate herself.

In order to win back Yi Han's heart, she would do anything.

After returning from the old man, she dressed herself up carefully, painted her eyebrows and lipstick, and changed into gorgeous clothes.

In the mirror, she has delicate features, skin as white as snow, and is breathtakingly beautiful.

She firmly believed that her beauty was enough to make Yi Han's heart flutter.

"Miss, he's here!" Hong'er's voice interrupted her thoughts.

She quickly adjusted her mood and ordered in a deep voice: "Light the incense." Cui Er responded and soon lit the incense in the incense burner. The room was filled with a refreshing sandalwood scent, which was Yi Han's favorite scent.

Yi Han stepped into the house, and Hong'er bowed and then stepped aside.

The door closed gently, blocking the cold wind outside. The room was warm as spring, and everything seemed so hazy and beautiful under the flickering candlelight. However, Yi Han's expression was still as indifferent as before. He asked calmly, "I heard you want to see me? Just tell me what's the matter."

Zhang Chunru stood up and slowly walked in front of him, her skirt brushing the ground like a swimming goldfish.

She looked up at Yi Han's handsome face and felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.

This man should have been her lover, but now he is so indifferent to her.

"We are destined to be together. Although you and I cannot be husband and wife, fate has brought us together."

There was a hint of resentment and helplessness in her voice. "There is no monster here. Why don't you even have the courage to sit down and talk to me? Or do you really want to see Xiao Yunxi hurt me like this? Was everything she did directed by you? Did you feel a little happy when you succeeded in your revenge?"

Yi Han frowned when he heard this. He did not answer Zhang Chunru's question immediately but looked at her deeply. Those deep eyes seemed to hide countless complicated emotions. After a moment, he finally spoke to break the silence: "What happened between us cannot be explained in a few words. But I can tell you that everything I did was based on my own judgment and choice. As for Yun Xi, she also has her own difficulties and helplessness."

Zhang Chunru felt even more distressed after hearing this. She knew she couldn't change Yi Han's decision nor could she recover the lost feelings. But she was still unwilling to give up, so she begged again: "Yi Han, I know I was wrong and I am willing to pay the price for my mistake. But I really can't give up on you. Can you give me a chance and let us start over?"

However, Yi Han's answer made her completely despair: "Zhang Chunru, there is no possibility between us anymore. You should let go of the past and find your own happiness." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Zhang Chunru looked at his departing back and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

She knew that she had lost him, lost him forever. This deep regret and pain would accompany her for the rest of her life and become a wound in her heart that would never heal.

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