It will only make you more miserable. It's not fair!

Qin Yuanyuan shook his head: "Senior, you will always be my senior, I have always treated you as my big brother!"

What he heard most from others were all the girls that confessed. Without exception, they all refused, and if they refused, they all said the same thing, "You won't be the woman that I will fall in love with."

What exactly did she like, her talent for painting, or her strong personality and brilliant smile? Or was it the weakness that she occasionally revealed?

He knew everything that belonged to her, she read and studied, her family, her hobbies, the colors she liked, she.

"Have you really decided to stay with him?" Ye Daoming asked with a dry throat. This time, he was naturally referring to Lu Ziyi.

"Yes."

Qin Yuanyuan nodded her head. Although she knew that the answer would be a kind of injury to Ye Daoming, if she did not say it clearly, if she gave any more hope, it would only be a greater injury to Ye Daoming.

Ye Daoming did not give up, "Yuanyuan, is it because you're soft-hearted, or because you're sympathetic, that's why you decided to be with Lu Ziyi?"

In his eyes, there was only the last glimmer of light. It was faint and indistinct, as if it would disappear at any moment due to her answer.

However …

Qin Yuanyuan took a deep breath, and replied, "Senior, love is truly a mysterious thing. I did not decide to be with him because of soft-heartedness and compassion, but because I realized that I loved him and had never truly let him go."

After she said this, the last bit of light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

"You … Never let him go? " He suddenly sneered.

"But didn't you say that you didn't care about him anymore? To you, he's just a stranger. Otherwise, why did you hide from him for four whole years? "

"I also thought that I didn't care about him, but it wasn't until he fell into the river and was about to give up his life that I realized how much I cared about him.

When he jumped, I jumped with him. At that time, all I wanted to do was to save him. I didn't think about anything else. " As he said these words, it was as if he was recalling the scene at that time once again.

"And in the hospital, when I met Lu Ziqi, he told me a lot of things that I didn't know about in the past."

Lu Ziqi's words were like a heavy rod, viciously hitting her and causing her to understand a lot of things.

After pausing for a moment, Qin Yuanyuan continued, "Back then, I left because I thought that I was no longer needed, that he no longer loved me, and that his own feelings had been betrayed. That's why I left in order to avoid this pain, but now, I know that the one that had always loved me, has never changed."

Ye Daoming said, "So, if I hadn't helped you leave back then, you wouldn't have wasted these four years of time, right?

"It seems... "I really did something unnecessary …"

"It's not superfluous!" However, this time, the pain was not because of any reason but because of the man who had helped her so much in the past.

"If at that time, you hadn't left for me, maybe I would have collapsed before you could even understand what was going on. If it weren't for your help during these past four years, I might not have been able to successfully give birth to Yihan."

"Senior, I will forever remember your kindness towards me. But I have already fallen in love with Lu Ziyi, if I really force myself to stay by your side, it will only make you more miserable, this is unfair!" Qin Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with tears.

"Moreover, I had underestimated some things about being a single mother, such as the feelings of a child. With regards to my father, there is nothing I can do to make up for it!"

Hearing her words, he slowly closed his eyes and raised his head, as if he was trying so hard not to let her see his expression.

After a long while, he murmured, "Since you're here, come with me to the art studio."

He liked to see her calm and focused, her brush in her hand … At that time, he'd picked up the xuan paper she'd dropped …

When the two of them arrived at the studio, nothing in the studio had changed. The only difference was that the items inside looked older than before. These traces of old age seemed to be witnessing the passing of time.

Ye Daoming walked to the easel and sat down like he did back then.

Her slender fingers gently picked up the brush, "You really haven't learnt anything new. In a few years, I'm afraid that Yihan will even draw better than me."

Qin Yuanyuan bit her lips as she felt even more pain in her nose.

If he hadn't given up on painting back then, with his talent, he might have quickly made a name for himself internationally and become an outstanding painter.

However, because of her, he gave up on painting, gave up on everything, and chose to start a business.

On the other hand, hadn't she messed up his life?

The moment he picked up the brush calmly and heard the rustling sound from beside his ear, Qin Yuanyuan's eyes gradually became filled with mist.

What he painted was her favorite morning glory.