“I’m sorry.”
“Goodbye.”
Despite his mother’s repeated attempts to stop him, Ying Tianchen still chose to let go of Fang Keke’s hand. As she looked at the man before her, he seemed like a stranger. She bore the pain and said goodbye.
Perhaps fate had a hand in it. The first time she gave herself over to drink, she met the one person she would never be able to forget: Jiang Qingfeng. But in the end, their love was deep and their fate was shallow. On their wedding night, he received a mission and set off for the battlefield in his military uniform.
“I’m sorry.” Jiang Qingfeng held her in his arms, regret in his eyes that he couldn’t give her a proper wedding.
“No matter what, I’ll wait for you to come home.”
In her wedding dress, flowers in hand, she bade him farewell through tears.
After years of waiting, all that came back was a keepsake: their wedding ring. Many people told her that her groom would never return.
But she alone refused to believe it.
Years later, a newly risen wealthy family emerged in Shuocheng, and a formidable figure made her mark in the business world.
She closed off her heart and, for the rest of her life, kept crossing mountains and valleys, all to find one person.
