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After an unknown period of time, the red sun gradually rose until it turned golden.

Jing Chen said, "Do you still remember that you once promised to fulfill one of my wishes?"

Qingge nodded. "I remember. That was when you had your birthday in your third year. I agreed to fulfill your birthday wish. At that time, you didn't think it through and said you owed it."

Jing Chen said, "Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Qingge asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Jing Chen replied, "There's no need to do anything, just sit here."

Jing Chen took out his phone from his suit pants and dialed a number, "Help me prepare a chair with a backrest and send it over with a brush and drawing board."

Qingge reacted, "Are you going to draw me?"

Jing Chen nodded, "Mmm."

After a while, a few bodyguards brought the items over.

Jing Chen hugged Qingge and placed her on a chair.

Then he chose an angle, spread out the drawing board, and sat down. He picked up the brush and slowly sketched out the song.

When he finished drawing, Jing Chen didn't even need to clearly see the song because all of her expressions, demeanor, movements, and small details were already deeply engraved in his heart.

The woman on the drawing board was extremely beautiful, not that kind of empty beauty. It was as if she was given a life of her own, her long hair swaying in the wind like a waterfall, her spirit soaring, her dimples seemingly sweet to the heart.

When he was fixing his lips, Jing Chen suddenly coughed out a few times with his hands covering his mouth. He could feel the thick smell of blood in his mouth. He opened his palm to take a look and sure enough, he was coughing up blood.

He forced a smile, and a voice in his heart said to himself: "It's already like this, are you still dreaming about giving her happiness?"

He stretched out a finger and wiped away some of the dark red blood. Slowly, he moved it toward the canvas, and the woman's lips turned bright red.

After he finished drawing, Jing Chen used a wet tissue to wipe away the blood on his palm and drank a few mouthfuls of water to dilute the smell of blood. He stood up, carefully took off the canvas, and handed it over to the bodyguard. He instructed, "Find a frame and hang it in my bedroom. Without my permission, no one is allowed to touch this painting."

The bodyguard took the painting and left. Jing Chen walked to the chair to the side and discovered that Qing Ge had already fallen asleep.

Jing Chen picked up Qing Ge and slowly walked over to the villa by the sea. It wasn't a very long road, yet Jing Chen had walked for a long time. It was as if he was walking on a road without an end. He wished so much that he could walk forever with Qingge in his arms, but he clearly knew that it was no longer possible. He could clearly feel that he was struggling with Qingge, and his heart was failing at a speed he knew.

He walked from the last rays of the setting sun to the first rays of the morning sun. From black hair to white hair, this was what he had been pursuing all his life, but in the end, it was all just an illusion.

He waited so long, from sunrise to the end of the painting, that he could not see the whale shark. He had tricked Qing Ge. Actually, he had not only brought her here to see the sunrise, he had also been looking forward to the appearance of the whale shark. However, the whale shark hadn't appeared yet.

There were so many people in this world, so how could he be the only lucky one? Although the Whale Shark existed in that sea, not everyone who came to this sea could see it.

Love like a whale shark in the sea.

He knew of its existence, but he did not know of its whereabouts.

But what Jing Chen did not know was that the moment he turned around, a Whale Shark was swimming in their direction at an extremely slow speed in the sea three thousand meters away.

This was probably life. It was very difficult to get what one wished for, and the people who were in trouble were always in the world.

"..."

When Qingge woke up, she found herself lying on a soft bed. To her surprise, her body was moving and she was finally strong.

She stood up and walked out of the room. She saw Jing Chen standing in front of the French windows.

Jing Chen stood with his back facing her. She couldn't clearly see his face, but she could hear his voice.

"You can leave now. I've already sent people to wait outside. They will send you back to the capital safely."

Qingge hesitated for a moment before calling out, "Jing Chen."

"There's no need to say anything else. I understand. I won't be going back to the capital anymore. I've already called the director and told him to use the upper part and the lower part to let him choose a new actor. My Weibo has already released an announcement, so I've decided to quit the entertainment circle. "

Qingge's lips moved. She really wanted to say something, but in the end, she just didn't know how to say it.

"Then... "I'm leaving, you stay in M Country and take care of yourself."

The moment Qingge turned around, the tears that she had held in for a long time finally fell. She wiped it away with her hand and walked on without looking back.

A helicopter was parked in the open space outside the villa. The bodyguard walked up to Qingge and said, "Please board the helicopter. Young Master ordered us to send you back to the imperial capital."

Qing Ge nodded his head. He had already set one foot on the stairs when he suddenly heard a voice behind him. "Wait a moment."

Qingge turned around and saw that the person who called her was actually Iven.

Iven walked up to her and asked, "Are you going back to the capital now?"

Qingge nodded, "Yes, is there anything else?"

Iven said, "You're a cold-blooded, heartless woman."

Qingge asked, "What do you mean?"

Elvin said, "Don't you know how much Jing loves you? He should have rested for a few years after his heart surgery in China, but because of you, despite the doctor's persuasion, he insisted on flying to the imperial capital with his weak body, which was supported by medicine. He's not suited to overwork, but he chose to enter the entertainment industry in order to get closer to you. He's done so much for you, I've never seen anyone as stupid as him. "

A look of disbelief appeared on Qingge's face. "I never knew what you were talking about."

Iven continued: "Of course you don't know. He would never let you worry about him even when he was dying. He didn't want to tell you the truth because he knew he didn't have much time left so he chose to let you go back to the capital."

Clear Song's eyes were filled with a sour feeling. Suddenly, she couldn't see what was in front of her eyes. Everything seemed to be blurry. She turned around and ran towards the villa, with Iven following behind her.

"..."

Inside the villa, Jing Chen was sitting on the sofa by himself. It was unknown what he was thinking as he looked out the window.

At the sound of hurried footsteps, he turned his head and saw a clear song with tears all over its face.

"Why are you back? Why are you crying? "

"Jing, I told her everything. You shouldn't bear all this alone."

The thing he didn't want to see the most had happened and he didn't need anyone's sympathy. He roared, "Who allowed you to tell her that you're tired of living, hmm?"