Wu Jiangyue heard news of Jiang He again three years later.
After they had cleared everything up in the parking lot that year, he never came to find her again.
Actually, they did run into each other once. It was half a year after they parted in the parking lot. She was delivering flowers to a hotel. When she walked into the lobby, she just saw Jiang He coming out of the elevator.
Their eyes met unexpectedly. He was slightly stunned for a moment, then calmly shifted his gaze and walked straight ahead without looking sideways.
Later she learned that the hotel was also one of his family's properties, but she never bumped into him there again.
A year later, with her savings over the years, she opened a flower shop and no longer had to rush around with Jiang Jiang.
Although the flower - shop business wasn't extremely profitable, the income was stable, and she had more time to accompany her child.
One morning, after she sent Jiang Jiang to kindergarten and just opened the shop door, two girls came in to buy flowers.
They were going to visit a patient in the hospital. The patient was their boss, a young and handsome man. They asked her what kind of flowers would be suitable.
"Orchids, alstroemerias, roses, carnations, asparagus ferns, baby's breath, etc. are all okay. It's best not to send flowers with a too strong fragrance."
Instead of recommending a flower basket, Wu Jiangyue let them choose on their own: "You can pick the ones you like, and I'll wrap them up for you later."
The girls gave her a grateful smile and happily went to pick the flowers.
Wu Jiangyue was watering the potted plants beside them. The flower shop was small, so she could clearly hear their chat.
"Our Boss Jiang is really something. He almost drowned himself for a seashell. He really doesn't know how to take care of himself," said the long - haired girl. She was very pretty and was holding a bunch of red roses. She giggled, "Maybe I'll just confess my love to him later."
The short - haired girl beside her picked a few carnations and poured cold water on her: "You'd better give up. I've been in the company for eight years, and I've never seen him take a fancy to any girl."
The long - haired girl was stunned: "Does he like men? Is it still too late for me to change my gender?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" The short - haired girl was amused by her. "He has someone in his heart. That seashell you just mentioned was a gift from his fiancée. Later, they don't know why they broke up. The boss has always missed her and the seashell makes him think of her."
The long - haired girl was briefly disappointed for a few seconds, then she let it go and still had the mood to gossip: "Is that seashell nice? I want to buy the same one."
The short - haired girl shook her head: "I haven't seen it. I heard from Assistant Chen that there was a blue moon painted on that seashell..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a dull "thud" interrupted her.
The two girls turned around and saw Wu Jiangyue standing pale - faced under a money tree with a watering can lying on the ground in front of her.
"Boss, are you okay?" The short - haired girl walked over and picked up the watering can for her. "Do you need us to take you to the hospital?"
Wu Jiangyue waved her hand: "... Is your boss's name Jiang He?"
The girl looked at her in surprise: "Do you know each other?"
Wu Jiangyue nodded hurriedly: "What's wrong with him?"
Seeing the girls looking embarrassed, she smiled at them: "I've known him for many years. We lost contact for some reasons before."
The short - haired girl glanced at the name of the flower shop on the counter and then at Wu Jiangyue's reaction. She probably guessed who she was.
So she told Wu Jiangyue exactly what had happened to Jiang He.
A few days ago, the company had a team - building activity. They went diving at the seaside. When Jiang He came back from diving, he found that the seashell necklace that he always wore around his neck was missing, so he went back to the seabed to look for it. As a result, he got a cramp in his foot. Fortunately, others fished him out in time.
Although he wasn't in danger of losing his life, he had been over - stressed over the years and his physical condition was extremely poor. The doctor forced him to be hospitalized for a week of observation.
Wu Jiangyue was terrified when she heard this: "His health has always been good!"
The short - haired girl gave her a deep look and gritted her teeth to tell the truth: "It's not a physical problem, but a psychological one."
"Psychological problem?" In Wu Jiangyue's impression, although Jiang He didn't like to talk much, he was always a gentle and open - minded person.
How could he have a psychological problem?
The short - haired girl said, "Actually, no one in the company knows about this. I saw Assistant Chen buy a lot of antidepressants before, and every year, Boss Jiang would disappear for a while. I guess he should go abroad for treatment."
"When did this start?"
"About eight years ago. I heard that he was seriously ill when he was first brought back to the Jiang family. Since then, his physical condition has not been very good. It seems to have gotten worse in the past three years. I often see Assistant Chen so worried that he can't even eat."
As she was speaking, she suddenly seemed to remember something and added, "Last week, when I went to hand in a report, I heard Boss Jiang tell Assistant Chen not to stare at him all day long. He said he wasn't going to kill himself..."
Before she could finish, she saw Wu Jiangyue suddenly squat on the ground and burst into loud sobs, looking into the distance.
In the end, the two customers not only had to comfort the emotionally out - of - control boss but also had to wrap the flowers themselves.
Wu Jiangyue asked them about Jiang He's hospital ward, closed the shop door, and rushed straight to the hospital.
When she arrived at the ward, Jiang He was sitting on the hospital bed getting an intravenous drip, still holding a document in his hand and reading it intently.
Wu Jiangyue stood at the door for a long time before he noticed. The moment he looked up and saw her, he was first stunned for a moment, then a bit flustered. His first reaction was actually to pull out the needle in his hand.
"Why are you here?" He smiled at her and tried to look calm.
Wu Jiangyue saw the blood beads oozing from the back of his hand and immediately got extremely angry.
She strode over and pressed hard on the needle hole with her thumb.
Jiang He frowned slightly from the pressure but didn't dare to say a word. He looked up at her pitifully.
Wu Jiangyue immediately softened. She lessened the pressure on his hand but said angrily, "What are you doing? You can go and live your wonderful life without me. Why do you make yourself so miserable?"
Jiang He looked at her cautiously and gave a self - deprecating smile: "Without you, how could I have any wonderful life?"
In his first life, he had never been loved by anyone.
At that time, he didn't care. If no one loved him, so be it. He could live on his own.
In his second life, he had parents who loved him and an elder brother who took care of him. He finally had the perfect life in the eyes of the world.
But he didn't feel happy. The first person he saw when he opened his eyes in this world didn't love him. There was always a gap in his life, and every minute and every second was torture.
In the first few years, he often felt that life was boring and it would be better to die. He had to force himself to take medicine to suppress the suicidal thoughts.
He was afraid that one day, she would hear the news of his death from others.
He was afraid that she would think that it was because she had abandoned him that he had taken the desperate path.
He was afraid that she would never forgive herself.
"I once thought that the deepest love for someone was to be willing to give up one's life for the other person," he said in a very soft voice, looking down at her fingertips. "Later I realized that truly loving someone means being willing to live for the other person."
For someone like him, living was much more difficult than dying.
But he wanted to live. Only by living could he be by her side when she needed him and give her unexpected support.
Wu Jiangyue looked at his pale cheeks and felt extremely heart - broken. She took something out of her pocket and stuffed it into his hand.
Jiang He looked at the small silver lock in his hand, feeling a bit confused: "What is this?"
"A longevity lock. I found it at home when I went back to my hometown last Chinese New Year. It was left by my father for the child," Wu Jiangyue smiled at him. "You give it to him on behalf of my father!"
Jiang He held the small silver lock tightly, and his eye sockets burned with pain.
At this moment, a beam of light suddenly shone in, piercing through his eight - year - long dark years.
His world returned to light again.
"Jiang He, you have to think it over," he heard that beam of light say to him. "If you come to my side, you'll never be able to leave. Are you willing?"
He then smiled: "I am willing."