"How do you think of me? With a smile, or with silence. All these years, was there anyone who could make you feel less lonely..."
Then, in his ears, he faintly remembered what Song Xiangsi had said to him.
"Jiamu, I'll be by your side."
"Jiamu, I'm pregnant."
"Jiamu, let's split up..."
Xu Jiamu's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and he started to sob. Amidst his sobs, an indistinct name drifted out. Yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning in his voice.
How do you think of me? With a smile, or with silence. All these years, was there anyone who could make you feel less lonely?
In the end, I finally learned how to love, but it was a pity that you were long gone, lost in the sea of people.
In the end, I finally understood through my tears that some people, once you miss them, they'll never come back.
In Seattle, America, the moment the clock struck midnight on Christmas Day, the doors to the delivery room opened and the exhausted Song Xiangsi was pushed into the room. About a minute later, a blonde nurse stepped into the room with a neatly wrapped baby in her arms. She smiled at the pale Song Xiangsi and congratulated her in English. "Congratulations, it's a little princess."
"Thank you." Song Xiangsi forced a smile at the nurse, then carried the baby into her arms.
The baby's skin was pink and tender, and when she saw Song Xiangsi looking at her, she broke into a smile.
Her tired body was instantly warmed by this little smile. Song Xiangsi lowered her head, and kissed the baby's soft brows. The expression on her face was so warm that it seemed like it could glow.
Not long after, the baby nestled in Song Xiangsi's arms and fell into a deep sleep.
Song Xiangsi stared at her sleeping face, and could faintly hear the sounds of firecrackers outside the window.
After a long while, she lifted her head, and looked out the window to the east. Even though she knew that they were thousands of miles away, she still stared straight ahead.
What would Christmas in Beijing be like?
And what would he be like?
Song Xiangsi seemed to realize that she was thinking too far, and hurriedly retracted her gaze. She stared at the sleeping baby, and smiled warmly.
But no matter how warm her smile was, it couldn't hide the loneliness in her eyes.
In the blink of an eye, nine months had passed. They said that they would have nothing to do with each other, but now, they really had nothing to do with each other...
At midnight, Lu Jinnian's private room at the Golden Lounge was finally dismissed.
Everyone was so drunk that they staggered as they walked out of the room.
At midnight, at the entrance of the Golden Lounge, a huge row of fireworks was released. Qiao Anxia was very excited when she saw it. She stumbled around the fireworks, and Chen Yang couldn't catch her no matter how hard he tried. At the height of her excitement, Qiao Anxia even raised her hands and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Chen Yang, I love you!"
The assistant and Zhao Meng were also a little drunk. Looking at the scene, they laughed uncontrollably.
Qiao Anhao held Lu Jinnian's hand as they stood on the highest step, watching the scene with a gentle smile on her face.
After the fireworks fell, everyone went their separate ways.
Qiao Anhao didn't drink and knew how to drive, so they went to the parking lot to get the car.
Lu Jinnian had drunk quite a lot, but his mind was clear. It was snowing heavily, and they were about two hundred meters away from the carpark. Lu Jinnian placed his jacket over Qiao Anhao's body, and bent over to carry her.
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