Yu Sheng died at the age of twenty-five. Just before she died, she heard the man she loved most say to her, “I love you.”
Back in her senior year of high school, she was determined to confess what she had left unsaid.
But fate’s cycle remained unchanged.
She and he still missed each other for seven years.
By then, she had become the hottest actress around.
And he had become a powerful figure in finance.
She acted, and he invested.
Only after they finally got together did she discover a secret.
A secret about Mr. Jiang.
At the awards ceremony, the hall was packed with distinguished guests. Holding her trophy, Yu Sheng gazed tenderly at the man below the stage and smiled sweetly. “Mr. Jiang, last night the sky was full of stars, and this morning the dawn broke. Now the air is still, while the audience below is buzzing. And here I am, telling you that I love you.”
The man below stared at her intently, as if he wanted to etch her into his very being.
That year, amid the roar of the crowd, Yu Sheng heard only three words: I love you.
A reporter once asked Mr. Jiang what love was.
Yu Sheng smiled as she linked arms with her husband. Mr. Jiang stroked her hair, his eyes full of tenderness. “Love is an adjective. It describes us.”
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