When I turned around this time, there was no longer that feeling of someone behind me.

For the past three years, wherever I went, I always felt someone following me.

I thought it was the wind and snow.

I thought it was the clouds and moon.

But I never thought it was that person.

I immediately returned to Shanghai.

Inquiring about everything related to Lu Mingsheng.

No news.

A month later, I heard about Lu Mingsheng's death.

He had cancer and wouldn't live past three years.

So that year, he quietly left me.

I always said, my Lu Mingsheng, he was such a good person.

How could he just give up like that?

The doctor asserted that a person who was supposed to die at the beginning of the year, but because he was worried about me, he stubbornly held on until it started snowing.

Three years later, I returned to the entertainment industry.

That day, it was the day Shen Yan took over the entire Shen Group.

Upon hearing that I had returned to Shanghai, he rushed to the signing event where I was like a madman.

But he was stopped by security.

After three years of traveling, I turned what I saw and heard into a book.

Not mentioning Lu Mingsheng in every sentence, but his shadow was in every sentence.

Turning back, Shen Yan looked at me, a gaze that seemed to span millennia.

I walked up to him.

Clearly a man over six feet tall, between his cold and stern brows, there was a touch of sadness.

He even shed tears for me.

"He's gone, I'm still here, I will take care of you well. Can we forget the past, okay?"

"Su Ling, let's start over, okay?"

"I beg you, without you, I will die."

He choked out, his eyes red as he looked at me.

Such a proud person, at this moment, disregarding the media's astonishment around him, and the gazes of the people passing by.

He only had eyes for me, seeking my forgiveness.

"Shen Yan, if during those three years, you hadn't repeatedly insulted and hurt me for Xu Qinqin, I think we would have been fine, and Lu Mingsheng wouldn't have appeared."

"But Shen Yan, that's just an 'if'."

"Now, I understand everything Lu Mingsheng did for me. Tell me, what do I have left to love you? How can we start over?"

The tone of my words was extremely gentle, just like the person I loved.

The man in front of me, his eyes were red, unable to speak through his tears.

Shen Yan finally understood, he had completely lost me.

There was no longer any possibility between us.

The day after the signing event, Shen Yan checked into the hospital.

Later on, Shen Yan visited the places we had been to countless times, perhaps reminiscing about our past.

One day, he drove recklessly in the rain, still unwilling to give up, trying to stop Xu Qinqin who was in front of him.

Unlike in idol dramas.

Shen Yan couldn't brake in time.

Xu Qinqin died, and Shen Yan went to jail.

Song Yue said, when he was taken away, he was still thinking of me.

I just smiled and said, "Belated affection is lighter than grass."

Living alone, I was doing well.

With a film directed by Zhao, I became the top person in the entertainment industry.

The future was bright.

The people who hurt me had already paid the price.

The past is in the past.

Let's start over, Su Ling, as Lu Mingsheng hoped, bravely and independently living each day well.