Keeping the promise

Chapter 246 Let Me Go, and Let Yourself Go

Li Yunting stared at Zheng Wancheng intently, as if his eyes could see through her. He slowly said, "The night the flower room was locked, I already knew you were Zheng Wancheng." His voice trembled slightly.

Zheng Wancheng was slightly startled, and a complex expression flashed across her face in an instant, showing surprise and relief, but she did not hide it anymore. She nodded gently and admitted, "Yes, I am Zheng Wancheng." There was a hint of helplessness and fatigue in her eyes.

Li Yunting's eyes were filled with pain and confusion, and the pain seemed to devour him. He asked in a low voice, "Wan Cheng, do you really hate me that much?" His heart was filled with fear at this moment, afraid to hear the answer that would break his heart.

Zheng Wancheng's gaze became somewhat distant, as if he was lost in distant and painful memories.

After a long silence, she slowly said: "In fact, I also knew that you might have been framed back then." There were ripples in her heart, and those emotions that had been deeply buried began to surge again.

When Li Yunting heard this, a glimmer of hope instantly ignited in his eyes, and he said anxiously: "Then why? Why did you fake your death and leave?" His voice was full of confusion and anxiety, and his hands unconsciously stretched forward, as if he wanted to grab something.

Zheng Wancheng took a deep breath, as if trying to calm herself down, and continued, "But at that time, I couldn't accept the fact that I saw with my own eyes. That scene was too cruel for me. You can't imagine the pain and torment in my heart. I couldn't bear the consequences of all this, so I chose to escape." Her voice gradually became choked, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Li Yunting's body trembled slightly, and his voice became hoarse. His heart seemed to be cut by countless knives: "Wancheng, I..."

He wanted to explain, wanted to talk about the pain he had experienced over the years, but he didn't know where to start.

Zheng Wancheng interrupted him and said tiredly, "Now, so many years have passed, and I finally have a new life. I don't want to be involved in the past, so I don't want to recognize you."

Her expression was resolute, as if she was trying hard to hold on to her inner defenses.

Li Yunting's face turned even paler. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms, trying hard to control his impending collapse: "Wancheng, I know I was wrong, and I shouldn't have been so careless, but I never believed that you were dead. I have been regretting it all these years and have been looking for you. I thought that as long as I could find you again, everything could go back to the past." His voice was filled with tears, and it was a feeling of deep despair and helplessness.

Zheng Wancheng smiled bitterly and shook her head, tears finally sliding down her cheeks: "We can't go back, Li Yunting, we can't go back. The damage has been done, and it can't be erased by a few apologies." Her heart was struggling painfully. She knew that she had feelings for him, but the pain was too heavy.

Tears welled up in Li Yunting's eyes, and he felt that his world had completely collapsed at this moment: "Is there really no chance for us? I am willing to spend the rest of my life to make up for my mistake." His voice was full of pleading, and he seemed to have lost his soul.

Zheng Wancheng turned her head and stopped looking at him. She said in a firm tone: "Li Yunting, stop pestering me, let me go, and let yourself go." She was crying in her heart, but she knew that she had to do this to protect herself.

The ward fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of Li Yunting's heavy breathing. He sat there blankly, as if he had lost his soul, with empty eyes.

After a long time, Li Yunting slowly stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "Wancheng, no matter what you think, I will not give up." After that, he dragged his heavy steps out of the ward, and every step seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Zheng Wancheng looked at his departing back and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

She knew that her heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface, but the pain of the past was so deep that she dared not touch those memories easily again.

She covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud, but her body kept shaking.

When Qu Yichen carefully took Yang Wenju into the ward, Zheng Wancheng quickly put away his sadness and put on a smiling face. Although the smile was brilliant, it was slightly forced.

After not seeing each other for many years, we met again at this moment, and everyone's eyes were filled with emotion and excitement, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Qu Yichen looked at Zheng Wancheng, his eyes full of concern and joy, and his gaze was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and gentle.

His eyes lingered on Zheng Wancheng's face, trying to capture any clues of her experiences over the years.