On the eve of the wedding, the fiancé rolled into bed with another woman in his arms.
At that moment, Lin Zhiwan's world completely collapsed.
She stood on the edge of the rooftop on the 28th floor, listening to the man's confident defense on the phone: "I just made a mistake that all men in the world make. The wedding will go ahead as usual. You should be more sensible."
Sensible?
She laughed so hard that she couldn't even shed tears.
Severe depression, moderate anxiety, post-traumatic stress disorder.
The medical certificate written by the doctor was filled with heartbreaking words.
Her parents said she was hypocritical, her friends advised her to think about it, and everyone thought her pain was just making a fuss.
No one knew that she hadn't closed her eyes for three days, shivered all night, huddled herself in a ball, and hid in the darkness without daring to come out.
Until I met him——
Deng Shichang.
A soul that came from the smoke of a hundred years possessed a modern rich second generation with the same name.
He comes from a naval family but has no interest in business;
He has tens of billions of assets, but lives in the simplest apartment;
He was alienated and indifferent to everyone, and rejected people thousands of miles away, except for her——
Obedient and obedient.
He would drop all his work when she collapsed and drive hundreds of miles just to hold her for five minutes;
When she hurt herself, his eyes would turn red and his voice would tremble as he said, "Please, for me, live well";
He said: "Zhiwan, others want you to be sensible, excellent and decent. But for me, as long as you live well and be happy, that's fine."
He said: "I have guarded the waves of the Yellow Sea and protected the battleships of the Northern Ocean. I have lived my life worthy of my family and country. Only you... Let me know that you are the one who should survive the rest of my life."
