Chapter 735
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"Isn't it just hiding when I'm sad? Isn't it just sad with no one to talk to? Isn't it just this time it hurts even more? I'm not afraid of love, yet I love so deeply."
As Qiao Anhao sang, the scenes of their past unfolded in slow motion. In that instant, it was as though she wasn't singing for the competition, but purely for the love they had shared along the way.
She thought back to the times when she had a crush on him, the times when she was sad but didn't dare to let him know. When she was happy, she had to turn around before she dared to smile. Every time she thought she was close, it turned out to be an even greater distance. She was so timid and weak that she didn't dare to love, yet her love was so deep in her bones.
"Isn't it just spending the night alone? Isn't it just that we're not in the kitchen? Isn't it just that there's no more bedtime songs? I can still live alone..."
Even though she and Lu Jinnian were already married, when she sang this song, even though it didn't feel as sad as before, there was a hint of happiness.
Happiness that the heavens were watching over her, that she could find him and hold his hand once again.
It was this joy that caused the song she sang to have a strange flavor. It sounded very sad, but it also seemed to give people a hidden sense of hope.
It seemed sad, but not that sad.
The moment Qiao Anhao finished singing, the entire audience went silent. After about half a minute, someone snapped back to reality and started clapping. Soon after, a wave of applause came from below the stage. Amidst the applause, the judges snapped back to reality and started clapping as well. When the applause stopped, Qiao Anhao received the unanimous praise from all five judges and a unanimous vote of approval.
Recently, Han Ruchu hadn't been in a good state of mind. Ever since Qiao Anhao had exposed the recording of her and Lu Jinnian at the charity gala, the Xu family had been shrouded in dust. Recently, Xu Wanli had been ignoring her, often staying out at night. Occasionally, he would come home late, and sometimes, he would skip the master bedroom and sleep in the guest bedroom.
When Xu Jiamu was three years old, Han Ruchu found out that her husband had another child outside. From then on, she placed all her focus on Xu Jiamu. All these years, she and Xu Wanli seemed to treat each other respectfully, but that was just a facade. In reality, when they were in the bedroom, the two of them didn't talk much. It had already been close to ten years, and they hadn't even had a normal life as a married couple.
So when Xu Wanli treated her coldly, she didn't really care. All she cared about was her son, Xu Jiamu.
Ever since that night at the entrance of "Beijing Club", it had already been over a week. He didn't pick up her calls, didn't reply to her texts, and even when she went to the office, his secretary came up with excuses to brush her off.
At six o'clock that night, Han Ruchu called Xu Jiamu a few more times, but he still didn't pick up. The housekeeper had prepared dinner, but she didn't have the slightest appetite. After throwing a tantrum, she went upstairs.
She locked herself in the bedroom for four hours. When she came downstairs for a drink of water, the two servants were watching television.
They seemed to be watching some variety show, but she didn't pay much attention. After the servants poured her a glass of water, she was about to carry it upstairs when she heard the name "Qiao Anhao" coming from the television behind her.
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