"Ms. Si called several times, but I turned them all down."Lu Shuo stopped in his tracks: "Secretary Fang, you deserve a raise!"Secretary Fang was immediately excited.Lu Shao went downstairs, bent down...The next day, Wen Man went to the apartment.

She hired workers to put the old curtains back up, and she threw away all the vases and trinkets she had bought!

She went through her worn and unworn clothes and jewelry, packing everything up and sending it to the auction house.

Get rid of everything about Wen Man.

Including that gde!

In a single day, this apartment was devoid of any memory of Wen Man, as if she had never been here at all...

Last, Wen Man looked at the little white.

Xiaobai is the stray dog from downstairs. Huo Shaoting took her in to please her at first, but these days she's been gone and Xiaobai hasn't been eating regularly!

Wen Man took Xiaobai away...

She spent half a year with Huo Shaoting, leaving only that dog. The 50 million he gave her, those jewelry and clothes, and even that gde!

In exchange for all the money, Wen Man donated to a foundation.

After everything was done, Wen Man's feet ached faintly, reminding her how absurd this hopeless love affair had been.

……

Two days later, Huo Shaoting landed a case at the firm that would become an international sensation.

This is the prime of one's life.

Zhang the secretary knocked and came in.

She handed a letter to Huo Shaoting and whispered, "Miss Wen came yesterday and asked me to give this to Mr. Huo."

Ho Shaoting took the envelope and pulled a key out of it.

It is his apartment key.

He looked at the keys silently and asked, "Have you been there Did she take those clothes and jewelry If not, why don't you send them to her another day Those things are no use to me, a man."

Zhang's secretary looked complicated.

Ho Shaoting looked up at her: "What's wrong"

Ms. Zhang wouldn't say much, just vaguely replied: "You'll know when you go back tonight. Anyway, Miss Wen has indeed moved out!"

Although Huo Shaoting found some things strange, he didn't pay much attention to them.

He kept working until 10 pm before driving home.

He thought about the apartment dark, with no one waiting for him and no one to cook for him, so he didn't feel like going up.

He sat in the car and smoked a cigarette before going upstairs.

When Huo Shaoting entered, flipped on the apartment lights, and saw what was before him, he felt a chill run down his spine. Every pore on his body seemed to stand on end in eerie anticipation!

He was already used to the house decorated by Wen Man!

But now, it's back to its original state! Like a model room, it's cold and very much in line with his aesthetic, but there's not a hint of humanity.

Ho Shao-ting dropped his coat and started searching.

Bedroom, kitchen, living room… even the bathroom.

He searched everywhere, but found nothing that belonged to Wen Man, nor anything she had ever used. She had wiped away all traces of herself here!

Ho Shao-ting stood by the floor-to-ceiling window —

Empty, even the gde was gone!

Ho Shaoting suddenly understood Wen Man's meaning. She not only wanted to forget him, but also wanted him to forget her.

He remembered the words she had said as he left that day, "We'll never see each other again!"

Suddenly, the world spun!

My heart is aching terribly!

He took out his phone and dialed Wen Man's number, wanting to ask her something, but a mechanical voice answered—

"Mr. Huo, Christie's in Hong Kong auctioned last week... It has to do with you!"

Huo Shaoting's hand signing the document paused.

He asked, "What's wrong"

Ms. Zhang's voice softened: "They auctioned off a batch of jewelry and haute couture dresses, these...were all once gifts you gave to Miss Wen! The piano is also gone, sold at the auction for 60 million."

Ho Shao-ting looked at the document.

He asked casually, "What does Wenman need so much money for"

Ms. Zhang replied, “All of this money was donated to a charitable foundation by Miss Wen!”

The pen in Huo Shaoting's hand snapped in half.

He said in a cold voice, “She's been with me for half a year and only wants a dog”

Zhang's secretary let out a soft sigh.

She placed another large envelope on the table: "I picked these up from the mailbox at the apartment these past two days. They are Ms. Wen's past consumption records, receipts for bills sent back by the company. After you look through them, Mr. Huo, you might understand."

Ho Shao-ting clenched his fists.

After a long while, he still opened it and looked.

It is indeed an invoice, for Valentine's Day decorations. It also includes several pictures of the effects.

It's beautifully done, with the black theme that Ho Shao-Ting likes.

It's very expensive, costing tens of thousands. Wen Man paid for it herself with her own card!

Ho Shaoting watched silently, his heart clenching suddenly. The familiar pain swept over him like a tidal wave...

"Zhang's secretary's voice was right beside him, "Wen Man really loves you! Lawyer Huo... You probably don't know, she agreed to go to France for two years of further study with your father, just to make it convenient for you to handle Miss Qiao's affairs! You once had the best love, I want to ask, if you hadn't gone to the hospital, would Miss Qiao really have died Or is it that Lawyer Huo hasn't let go of this first love"

"I shouldn't have said anything," Zhang whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Ho Shaoting still looked at the photo.

That photograph shows the apartment as it used to be.

He stared blankly for a long time, and suddenly realized what he had lost... He had lost Wen Man's love.

Wen Man asked him twice if he loved her!

He never gave a straight answer because he only liked her. Liked her body, liked the way she cared for him, liked the meals she cooked...and liked her company!

But he always knew, Wen Man loved him!

Now she has retracted her love, drawn a clear line with him, and completely withdrawn from his life. Wen Man has let go, but Huo Shaoting on the other hand... hasn't been able to let go!

He sat alone in his office all night.

The ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

When dawn was breaking, he made a call to Zhang's secretary, his voice hoarse beyond recognition: "Help me find out where that gde piano is!"hing past her. Their bodies made contact, even if it was just a corner of their clothes, and his voice was soft, audible only to them.But, it only has two simple words."Sorry!"> Half a year later, whe...