Fu Siheng had never failed to get what he wanted.
So he got Wen Yining, using her suspension from school, her frozen bank card, and her sister’s five-hundred-thousand-yuan surgery fee as leverage.
He didn’t believe she didn’t love him.
So he broke her wings and locked her in a gilded cage, telling her day after day: You’re mine.
Through gritted teeth, she said, “I’ll leave you.”
Later, her sister died.
Not because of her terminal illness, but because she wanted to see Wen Yining. She escaped from the sanatorium and was hit by a car on her way to find her sister.
Wen Yining was utterly broken.
She stopped fighting back. She stopped speaking. Her eyes held nothing anymore.
Fu Siheng was afraid. He hypnotized her and made her forget everything.
Five years later, believing time could heal anything, he lifted the hypnosis.
Wen Yining remembered her sister, remembered everything that had happened over the years, and remembered who she was.
The next day, right in front of him, she jumped from the twenty-eighth floor.
Holding her cooling body in his arms, Fu Siheng finally believed it:
There were some things in this world he could never have.
And for the rest of his life, he would never be able to think of her again.
