Chapter 1: wedge

The night breeze fluttered over the railings, and the sweet laughter faintly floated. The pool was rippling with clear light blue changing water shadows under the night lights. Everyone looked so happy-but all this beauty has nothing to do with Lin Jinglian.
She avoided everyone's eyes and eyes-it was so simple to her, she didn't even need to cover it up, she just walked away silently. In this rich and prosperous place, no one is willing to pay attention to a woman who is ordinary and almost incompatible with the surrounding environment.
A person is near the wind by the sea, but no wind in this world can blow away Lin Jing's melancholy and heartache. She sadly wants to die.
Ji Pinchuan's relentless refusal just now is still in the ear--
"Like me? What qualifications do you have to like me?"
"I ask you to come back to do things, not to hinder you. Please walk away. I have no mood to deal with you."
Ten years, the whole decade of secret love and silent chase will only be exchanged for such cold bitter words.
What did she do wrong? She just heard that Ji Pinchuan was about to get engaged with another woman, and in a hurry, she called up her courage to confess to him. As a result, she could only stutter to say "I like you" with a thousand words, and was completely destroyed by Ji Pinchuan's cry and the following cold words.
She didn't want him to accept his feelings, but ... Couldn't he be treated tenderly for ten years? Was her admiration an insult?
Originally in front of the excellent and perfect Ji Pinchuan, Lin Jinglian always felt that he was very low and low, as low as the dust, and as low as nothing, and now even dignified ... Some things are really exhausted in this life and cannot be owned Such as prominent family history, such as touching beauty. She gave a sad smile.
It's true, what conditions can he have on Ji Pinchuan's heart? Does it depend on wisdom? Not to mention that men never fall in love with women who are too clever; even so, she is by no means "wisdom". If she was smart enough, she wouldn't be lingering for ten years, and finally ended up like this-painful heart, heart.
Maybe she was really wrong. She should be wrong.
She was wrong, wrong in not being able to control her heart.
But if love is dominated by the will, she also does not want to secretly give her heart, and it is difficult to extricate herself silently.
Even now, when humiliation and despair plague her, she still can't find her lost heart. Tell yourself over and over that everything is over. What's so good about Ji Pinchuan? Cold and arrogant ... but she just can't help loving him or hate him ... she hates it, too-she hates herself and hates herself.
At this juncture, Lin Jinglian can understand those who choose to give up their lives, and this feeling of tiredness and despair for living.
Now that he is destined not to be happy throughout his life, then it is-life is inexorable and death is inexhaustible.
She felt so distressed at the persistence and dedication of the past ten years, and did not dare to think about how she would spend the next ten years-whether she loved or not, despair. The hopeless result is nothing more than the temptation to let go completely at this moment. The feeling of heartbreak is too painful ... painful and painful, and the death has become relief.
Ji Pinchuan, if you like me, you will not die; if you do not like me, I will die.
This is her last silent cry, no one hears, no reply.
Then Lin Jingdi disappeared from this world ...