How could she not want to?
For the past four years, she had dreamed of seeing him.
Every day when she woke up and could not see him, she felt empty.
However, in this way, would he really appear?
Would he?
She did not know.
Li Sicheng was more sophisticated than she had imagined.
Why he hid, she did not know.
Why he did not come back, she did not know.
However, she wanted to see him, very much.
He was still alive, he must be alive.
Last time at the amusement park, that person must be him, it must be!
Lu Yihan saw that she was moved and said again, "If he loves you, he will come back."
If he was still alive.
She finally couldn't hold it anymore and burst into tears.
Lu Yihan took out a velvet box from his pocket, knelt on one knee, opened the box, looked at her, and said slowly, "Marry me, will you?"
Su Qianci's tears fell even more fiercely. Looking at him, she pushed the box and said, "Yihan, I will not love you, you know that!"
These straightforward words were like a butcher's knife, ruthlessly chopping into his heart.
In an instant, blood splashed, and it was terrible.
However, Lu Yihan still forced a smile and said, "I know, I don't care."
Their days were still long, very long.
There was no reason that he couldn't be compared to a dead man, right?
Li Sicheng was already dead. Sooner or later, she would forget him and accept him, Lu Yihan.
She would accept him sooner or later, and he could afford to wait.
Su Qianci looked at him, put her hands behind her back, and said, "I care … I want to wait for him to come back clean."
She had guarded her heart.
She also wanted to guard her body.
Because of her insistence, Li Sicheng did not have a funeral from beginning to end.
Although the public had magnified the news of his death to every corner of the country, she believed that he was not dead.
She would not let him come back and see the word "widowed" written on the marriage column of his wife.
She would not let him come back and see the name of another man written on her marriage column.
This was her only purity for him.
She loved him, and she wanted to keep all the best of her for him.
Even if he didn't want to come back, she would stay for him. She wouldn't have any regrets when she grew old and died.
Lu Yihan's eyelids drooped, and his hopeful eyes dimmed inch by inch.
He pursed his lips and remained silent.
Su Qianci took a deep breath and choked, "Yihan, thank you."
Lu Yihan felt that his eyes were a little hot, and the sour feeling in his heart was so overwhelming that he almost couldn't breathe.
He didn't want her to thank him. All he wanted was her.
That was all.
Why? When Li Sicheng was alive, Lu Yihan could not compete with him.
Now, Li Sicheng was dead, and he still couldn't beat him?
It was as if a piece of his heart was missing. A single word of thanks was not enough to make up for it.
Lu Yihan did not speak, still maintaining that posture, in front of her.
After a long while, she whispered, "I want to try."
Just four words, but the fire in Lu Yihan's heart, which he thought had been extinguished without a trace, was ignited again.
Looking up in surprise, Lu Yihan looked at her incredulously.
"You're right. If he still loves me, he will come back. This is his home, his children, his parents, and his grandfather. If he is still alive, there is no reason for him not to come back."
Just once, let her try.
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