Cheng Yifan walked past me with indifference, his eyes devoid of warmth. He had never truly loved me; I was merely an inconsequential presence in his life. On this rainy night, I finally understood that no matter how hard I tried, his heart had never belonged to me. I was nothing more than a substitute for Lin Mengyao, and he had long since cast me into a cold abyss.
"Cheng Yifan, do you know? I'm really afraid of losing you." This was the last thing I said to him tonight, and he merely glanced at me with a hint of detachment. "Su Ying, you'll never understand."
His gaze was so cold it sent shivers down my spine. I felt a chill rising from my feet, permeating my entire being. In that moment, I realized that in his life, I was nothing but an accessory, a replacement that could never fill the void in his heart.
The rain tapped lightly against the window, as if narrating a silent sorrow. Cheng Yifan's silhouette gradually faded away at the end of the hospital corridor, leaving me with a cold shadow that felt so resolute, as if he had never belonged to me.
I stood at the doorway, my hands clenched into fists, nails digging deep into my palms without feeling a trace of pain. The anguish in my heart had long surpassed what my body could endure.
"Did you go to see her again?" My voice trembled slightly with anger and disappointment as I tried to maintain my composure, but that fragile emotion could not be concealed. In his eyes, perhaps I was no longer the person who had once been cherished.
He paused briefly, slightly turning his body but not looking back. His cold voice pierced through the night like a sharp blade: "Su Ying, you'll never understand."
His words struck directly at my heart like an icy dagger. How I had longed for him to show me some understanding and care! Yet each time I hoped for warmth, it was shattered by his relentless indifference.
"What don't I understand?" My voice came out almost as a whisper from my throat, tinged with desperation and pleading. I desperately sought even the slightest warmth from him, even just a gentle glance.
He still did not turn back; he simply said flatly, "She is more important than you."
In that instant, my last defense crumbled. It felt as if my chest had been struck hard; my breathing became rapid and painful. Tears surged uncontrollably to my eyes but were forcefully held back. I didn't want to show any weakness in front of him, even though my heart had already collapsed.
"Is she really more important than me?" I asked softly, my voice filled with helplessness and pain. I knew the answer, yet I still hoped to hear the final confirmation from him.
"Yes." His response was brief and firm, without a hint of hesitation.
At that moment, it felt as if my heart had been completely torn apart, the pieces scattered around me, unable to be reassembled into their original form. Once upon a time, I thought I had found a pillar of support in my life, but now it seemed that was merely a beautiful lie I had woven for myself.
"Do you really want to leave me like this?" I tried to salvage my last shred of dignity, keeping my voice steady, but the tremor in it betrayed my inner vulnerability.
"Su Ying, there has never been anything worth holding onto between us." His tone was cold and ruthless, as if the feelings we shared over the years were nothing more than fleeting moments.
He turned and walked away, his steps resolute and decisive, showing no signs of hesitation. Watching his retreating figure, the pain in my heart surged like crashing waves, nearly overwhelming me.
The rain outside grew heavier, the cold wind mixed with icy raindrops pelted against my face, yet I felt nothing. That bone-chilling cold was nothing compared to the icy ache within my heart.
Tears finally fell, mingling with the cold rain and blurring my vision. I stood at the doorway like an abandoned puppet, facing the darkness all alone.
Time seemed to stop at that moment. I didn't know how long I stood there at the door; all I knew was that the man who once made my heart race had completely left my world. All that remained were endless coldness and loneliness.
This marriage had been a mistake from the very beginning. No matter how hard I tried or how much I gave, I could not change his indifference and weariness towards me. All the grievances and pain crystallized into boundless despair at that moment.
I returned inside, and the entire world seemed to lose its color. Everything in the room felt so cold and lifeless. Lying on the icy bed, staring at the ceiling, silent tears fell and soaked my pillow.
I once believed that love could conquer all, even melt a frozen heart. But now I understood that this was merely a self-deceptive fantasy. Cheng Yifan's heart had long ceased to belong to me; in fact, it had never belonged to me at all.
I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face. I knew I could never turn back, could never believe a single word from that man again. My heart had long since died, and it would never beat for him again. Never again.
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