The laid-off substitute, both charming and seductive - ◆Day Seven, Departure from Port

I put on a pink dress, and my dad said I looked like a princess.
—From "The Baby Feeding Diary"
Old friends appear in my dreams, and the mountains and rivers remain forever.
The multi-story building swayed violently during Typhoon Signal No. 8, and even the vase and water glass on the table trembled.
In Hong Kong Island, what's more terrifying than death is bankruptcy, when all your stocks and bonds become worthless.
However, some people want to die, while others still want to live.
He accepted his fate, but she didn't.
...
After fainting, Yu Jia was taken to the hospital. When she woke up, she saw an endless blue-green sea outside the window, with waves rolling.
The island's outline gradually receded from view, transforming from a colossal, overwhelming presence into a barely perceptible shadow, a blurry dark spot, and finally dissipating into the rippling water.
She opened the door a crack and was met with Joe's concerned face.
“I know, it’s not your fault.” She turned her head back, staring at the ceiling, and said in a hoarse voice, word by word, “Thank you for taking me away, but I really don’t know how to face you anymore.”
She no longer wanted to have any connection with the He family, including Zhou Jiaming.
Joe nodded, put down the warm water and pills, and closed the door from the outside. He didn't leave; he stood in the doorway and clearly heard a "click"—the sound of the door being locked from the inside.
Just like every time she was at the He residence, he would often appear, only unfortunately... too late. He appeared at just the right time, but each time he was always a little too late.
She knew he had his reasons, and she didn't blame him, but she really couldn't get close to him anymore.
I'm eating properly, but I can't taste the food.
I'm trying to sleep, but I can't close my eyes.
He went to see a doctor, but then kept quiet about it.
Three days later, the cruise ship arrived at Victoria Harbour. Ah Joe handed her his phone and said, "Lu Sinian is looking for you."
You Jia hung up the phone, threw it into her bag, and after thinking for a moment, picked it up again and sent a message: "Go out and relax, come home in a few days, take care of yourself at school."
Tired of the salty sea breeze, after returning to Zhuangcheng, she turned off all communication methods and stayed at home, like a frightened bird.
Having risked her life, she finally bid farewell to He Boqin and returned to her peaceful life. However, her swollen skin would become damp with moisture at the slightest touch.
The body becomes increasingly sensitive, but the mind resists touch.
Wandering aimlessly, she moved from place to place. As a young girl, she was confident in her beauty and thought that she could leave the filthy place on her own. She worked hard to climb up the social ladder and believed that she would eventually find a way out.
However, sometimes, what God gives you, something beyond your social class, is not a reward, but a curse.
What good can come of a child carrying a large sum of money through a bustling market?
She was a flower blooming in the shadows, too fragile to be easily trampled into the abyss and fall to the ground.
But she was just... a little unwilling.
Unfortunately, many things, once started by her, could not be ended by her.
When Lu Sinian returned, he was wearing his school uniform and looked travel-worn.
It's only been a month since I last saw you, but seeing you again feels a little strange.
"I'm back." His voice was hoarse. When he saw the person crouching in the corner like a kitten, the bag in his hand fell to the ground.
There was no news for several days, but thankfully, she came back.
"You're back." She put on a smile, but it looked more like a grimace.
Lu Sinian strode forward, opening his arms to embrace her. She instinctively took a half step back before stiffly leaning back. His well-defined hands gently stroked her hair, pressing it lightly. It was well-maintained, glossy and smooth, yet fine and cool, only radiating warmth in the direct sunlight. It took a long time for his hands to relax her tense body.
It's like walking tens of thousands of miles, letting out emotions that have been building up for days, and even the water you drink turns into tears.
At first, she was silent, then she sobbed softly, and finally she cried so hard that she could hardly breathe.
"Let's go, let's get away from here."
From now on, I'll take care of everything.
They were too weak, and any attempt to resist could only come at a near-catastrophic cost.
Crying for too long will exhaust you. With swollen eyes, Yu Jia fell asleep in a daze. As usual, Joe appeared at the door.
In the past, I always faced the same door, but now someone finally comes out, but it's not the one I've been longing for.
"Mr. Zhou, you are not welcome here."
The slender figure blocked his prying gaze. The two remained silent for a long time before Joe sighed.
"Just let me know if you need anything in the future."
"I wouldn't dare trouble Mr. Zhou. The door is over there. Goodbye."
As darkness fell, she turned this place back into an isolated island.
The north wind whipped up snowflakes that pelted his face. Someone had told him before that it was called millet and hazelnut snow, which looked unremarkable but was the hardest to melt.
He sat in the community garden, watching the silvery white gradually accumulate.
Before long, some playful children ran out to build snowmen, and as they built them, they started having a snowball fight. They were noisy and disruptive, which they used to find annoying, but now they don't mind.
The last time he saw snow was in Hokkaido. He took He Boqin to meet his new bride. She pretended to have a mishap, rolled a big handful of snow into a ball and threw it at his face. Then, while apologizing, she ran towards him, laughing so hard that her eyes disappeared as if she were venting her anger.
Those wonderful times slipped through his fingers.
A month later, all the real estate under her name in Zhuangcheng was put up for sale.
This is where it all began between her and him. Now, she has no regrets, severing all ties. Only after leaving can she be reborn.
On the old radio, the official sang in a soft, drawn-out voice.
The junior officer returned to camp and quickly reported that the master had released his old friend, used the Seven Star Sword to cut off his head, and shed his blood on the battlefield.

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