SFS Chapter 403: Old Love Is Hard to Continue
Chapter 403: Old Love Is Hard to Continue
After the tangled encounter with Yang Xiu, Chen Jia left the alley with mixed feelings. She walked slowly along the street, trying to calm her inner turmoil. The afternoon sun shone through the mottled leaves, casting patches of light and shadow, but Chen Jia had no intention of appreciating the street scenery.
Just as Chen Jia turned into a relatively busy street, a familiar figure came into her sight—Wei Lang. Wei Lang was slender, wearing a light blue robe and a jade crown, but his eyes and eyebrows showed a bit of haggardness and loneliness. He also happened to see Chen Jia, and a hint of surprise and excitement flashed in his eyes. He involuntarily took steps towards Chen Jia, and his eager steps seemed to be afraid that Chen Jia would disappear in the next second.
Chen Jia was slightly stunned when she saw Wei Lang, and she sighed inwardly. Today was really full of twists and turns. Wei Lang walked a few steps to Chen Jia, locked his eyes with her, with a bit of anxiety and guilt on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "Chen Jia, it's really you. I... I have met you countless times in my dreams these days, but after waking up, I was left with only a heart full of loss. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you and tell you all the regrets I have had over the years."
Although Chen Jia felt a little helpless, she still responded politely: "Wei Lang, what a coincidence. I wonder what you want to tell me?" There was a hint of vigilance in her eyes, as if she was deliberately keeping a distance from Wei Lang.
Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia, his eyes full of complex emotions, regret, attachment, and a hint of unspeakable expectation. He took a deep breath, as if he was mustering up his courage, and slowly said: "Chen Jia, I have always felt guilty all these years. At the beginning, because of family matters, I did not stand firmly by your side and gave up our friendship. Now that I think about it, that is the thing I regret most in my life. Every night when I tossed and turned, I blamed myself for being so cowardly and giving up on you so easily."
Chen Jia frowned slightly, and memories flooded in her mind. She and Wei Lang had a good time together, but fate played tricks on them and they didn't end up together. Chen Jia said calmly, "Wei Lang, the past is the past. You must have thought it through carefully before making the decision, so why regret it now?" There was a hint of sadness in her tone. Although the past had gradually faded away, she would still feel a ripple when she occasionally thought of it.
Wei Lang took a step forward, his eyes full of pain and self-blame, his hands unconsciously clenched: "Chen Jia, you don't know, I have regretted all these years. Whenever it is late at night, I will think of every little thing we did. At that time, I was too cowardly, and too concerned about the pressure at home, so I missed you. Those beautiful memories have now become a torture to me." His voice trembled slightly, as if those past regrets were like sharp blades, piercing his heart one by one.
"I still remember the time when we walked together by the lake in spring. You smiled and reached out to catch the falling petals. That smile was brighter than the spring sunshine. Your eyes were full of love for life and longing for the future. At that moment, I felt that I was the happiest person in the world. There was also that time when you encountered difficulties and looked at me with helplessness in your eyes. That look was like a hook, tightly hooking my heart. But I chose to retreat because of my family's opposition. I watched the hope in your eyes die out little by little. At that moment, I knew that I had lost the most precious thing in my life." Wei Lang said, tears welling up in his eyes and his voice became a little choked.
Chen Jia felt a sharp pain in her heart. Although those memories were beautiful, time has passed and everything has changed. She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice calm: "Wei Lang, the past can't be undone. People always look forward. Now I have my own life and I live a happy life." Her eyes revealed a kind of firmness, as if she was showing Wei Lang her determination.
Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated. After a moment, he finally plucked up the courage to say: "Chen Jia, is there really no possibility between us? I know I did something wrong, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life to make up for my mistakes. Can you give me another chance to protect you again? I promise that this time, no matter what difficulties I encounter, I will not back down again." His eyes were full of expectation, as if he had grabbed the last straw to save his life.
Chen Jia shook her head firmly, a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination: "Wei Lang, Chen Jue and I have a deep love. He cares for me very much. We support each other and face everything in life together. I cherish my current life and I love my husband very much. We have experienced many ups and downs together, and these experiences have deepened our feelings. I understand your intentions, but we really can't go back to the past." Although her voice was gentle, it revealed an unquestionable determination.
Wei Lang's eyes revealed deep despair, and his body swayed slightly, as if he had lost his support. "Chen Jia, I... I really can't let you go. Over the years, I have tried to start a new relationship, but your shadow is always in my heart. Every woman I get along with can't replace your place in my heart. When I saw you, I realized that my feelings for you have never disappeared, but have become stronger with the passage of time." His voice was full of helplessness and pain, as if he was tightly bound by an invisible force.
Chen Jia felt a little reluctant, but she still steeled her heart and said, "Wei Lang, feelings are not a one-sided thing, and they cannot be saved by regret. I hope you can let go of the past and find the happiness that truly belongs to you. Don't miss the beauty of the future because of past regrets. You deserve someone who loves you wholeheartedly and spends his life with you." There was a hint of expectation in her eyes, hoping that Wei Lang could truly let go of the past and start over.
Wei Lang was silent for a long time, then looked up at Chen Jia, his eyes full of bitterness. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back. Finally, he slowly said, "Chen Jia, I know it's useless to force it. It's just that it's really hard for me to accept this reality. But I respect your choice, and I hope you and Chen Jue can be happy forever. If one day you encounter any difficulties, as long as you speak, I will still stand by you without hesitation."
Chen Jia nodded slightly, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you, Wei Lang. I also hope that you can find your own happiness as soon as possible and live a good life. Don't indulge in the regrets of the past, and look forward bravely."
Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia, forcing a smile from the corner of his mouth, but the smile was full of loneliness: "Okay, Chen Jia. Then I'll go first, I hope everything will be fine for you in the future." After saying that, he turned around and slowly left, his steps heavy and lonely. Every step seemed to use up all his strength, and his back gradually blended into the crowd, looking so lonely.
Chen Jia looked at Wei Lang's back, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart. She knew that this time, she had said goodbye to the past. She took a deep breath, raised her head, and the sun shone on her face, bringing warmth and hope. She adjusted the hem of her skirt, took firm steps, and walked towards home to welcome the happy life with Chen Jue. From now on, no matter how the memories of the past surge, she will firmly move forward hand in hand with Chen Jue to write a beautiful chapter that belongs to them.