Siheyuan: Sap is the last word

The relationship between He Yudong and Murong Xueer becomes increasingly fragile in the cold reality of wealthy families. He Yudong is often troubled by his family's expectations and responsibilities, while Murong Xueer feels helpless and confused in this strange world.

One day, He Yudong was ordered by his father at a family meeting that for the future of the family, he must marry an aristocratic woman with a huge estate. This sudden news made him so distraught that he could not face his father's eyes. When he returned home, he looked at Murong Xueer's clear eyes, and his heart became even heavier.

"Xue'er, I..." He Yudong gritted his teeth and tried hard to find the right words, but Murong Xue'er raised his hand to stop him.

"Stop talking, I know you are under a lot of pressure. The gap between us is too big. Perhaps, this is our destined ending." Murong Xueer said softly, but there was no trace of sadness in her eyes. .

He Yudong clenched his fists and looked at the girl he loved so much in front of him, feeling endless guilt in his heart. He is unwilling to give up this relationship, but the cruelty of reality is ruthlessly placed in front of him.

A few days later, He Yudong and Murong Xueer met in a deserted abandoned factory. This was once a place where the two spent sweet time together. He Yudong looked at Murong Xueer, his heart full of emotions that were hard to express in words.

"Yudong, is there really no future between us?" Murong Xueer's voice was full of expectation, but there was a trace of helplessness in her eyes.

He Yudong gently held her shoulders and forced a wry smile on his lips. "Maybe I can't give you a smooth future, but I will do my best to let you live a happy life."

Murong Xueer lowered her head and silently accepted this fact. The two stood silently in the corner of the abandoned factory, as if time had stopped.

With the passage of time, He Yudong was gradually involved in a complex family dispute in order to fulfill his family responsibilities. His identity and status plunged him into a series of machinations, and every step was full of dangers.

One day, Murong Xueer looked at He Yudong next to her at a family dinner, feeling helpless in her heart. His eyes became darker, no longer as clear as before, as if shrouded by an invisible shadow. Murong Xueer knew that he had fallen into a whirlpool that he could not extricate himself from, and whether she could accompany him to come out became an unavoidable question.

After the dinner, He Yudong walked out of the family mansion with a tired body. Murong Xueer followed him silently, without speaking, just accompanying him silently.

Walking to the street, He Yudong suddenly stopped and his expression became a little tired. "Xue'er, maybe I really can't escape the shackles of my family. But I swear, I will work hard for our future, no matter how difficult the road ahead is."

Murong Xueer gently held his hand and said with a smile: "I believe in you and our feelings. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came. The two looked up and saw a strange man running towards them. He Yudong's heart tightened, and he immediately stood in front of Murong Xueer, watching the man warily.

However, the man suddenly lost his balance and fell forward. He Yudong reacted instantly and quickly reached out to hold him, stabilizing his figure. The man smiled awkwardly and looked at He Yudong gratefully.

"Thank you, I almost fell over. I was looking for someone, but I got lost." The man said awkwardly.

He Yudong put him down and replied with a smile: "It doesn't matter, we can help you look for it. Who are you looking for?"

The man pointed to a street intersection in the distance and said, "I'm not familiar with this girl in this city. She is a girl named Zhang Yao."

He Yudong and Murong Xueer looked at each other, and then walked towards the lost stranger. The man looked at the two of them with a grateful smile.

"Thank you for your willingness to help me. I'm such a roadie. I almost got lost in the streets of this city just now." The man said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, we happen to be shopping nearby, it would be great if I could help you. Is Zhang Yao your friend?" He Yudong asked, with a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

"Well, she is the only friend I have in this city. We were classmates in college. She just moved here, and I happened to have something to discuss with her, but I didn't expect to get lost." The man explained, looking embarrassed. .

Murong Xueer smiled and said: "We can go find her together, she may be nearby."

So, the three of them walked towards the intersection together. In the silent night, the faint light from the street lights shines on the narrow streets, as if the mystery of the city at night has been unveiled.

Not far away, a young girl leaned against a poster on the street, holding a cup of hot water in her hand and blowing a warm breath leisurely. The man recognized her immediately and ran over happily.

"Zhang Yao! I found you!" he shouted happily.

Zhang Yao looked up at him with a look of surprise on her face, put down the hot water in her hand, and walked towards him quickly. "Wow, what a coincidence! How come I meet you here?"

The two embraced each other passionately, as if they were relatives reunited after a long absence. He Yudong and Murong Xueer stood aside, watching this scene, with a sense of warmth in their hearts.

"It turns out you were looking for Zhang Yao, what a coincidence. We happened to be walking nearby and helped him." He Yudong introduced with a smile.

Zhang Yao turned around and showed a grateful smile to He Yudong and Murong Xueer. "Thank you, that's great. If it weren't for you, I would probably freeze to death here."

"You're welcome, I'm just helping you. It's windy here. You drank so much cold water just now. Do you want some hot water to warm you up?" Murong Xueer said with concern.

Zhang Yao nodded, and He Yudong quickly walked to a street store, bought a cup of hot water, and handed it to Zhang Yao. Zhang Yao took the hot water and looked at the two of them gratefully.

"Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I might freeze into ice." Zhang Yao said with a smile.

On that night when they met by chance, He Yudong, Murong Xueer and Zhang Yao walked into a cafe in an alley together. The small space is filled with the strong aroma of coffee, and the dim light shines on the glass, making it warm and peaceful.

They sat by the window, and the night outside the window gradually darkened. He Yudong looked at Murong Xueer and Zhang Yao, and gratitude surged into his heart.

"Thank you so much. If it hadn't been for your timely help, I might have really lost my way on this cold night." Zhang Yao took a sip of coffee, her eyes full of gratitude.

Murong Xueer smiled and shook her head, saying: "This is our responsibility, don't be polite. Speaking of which, how did you and Yudong know each other?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Zhang Yao's face. She smiled softly and whispered: "This story will be kept secret from you. Yu Dong and I met at an accidental social event. At that time, both of us were Looking for a kind of relief in life."

He Yudong listened quietly, with some complex emotions surging in his heart. He thought of the night he met Zhang Yao, as if he was going back in time and reliving his past feelings.

"We are all passers-by looking for love, supporting each other and accompanying each other. Although life has become complicated now, we have always maintained trust in each other." Zhang Yao said softly, her eyes revealing the past. memories.

In the cafe at night, time seems to have frozen. The three of them fell into deep thought, experiencing the ups and downs of life and the emotional twists and turns.

Suddenly, He Yudong took a sip of coffee and broke the silence. "Perhaps everyone has a story of their own, whether it is the past, present or future. We must try to seize the happiness that belongs to us, right?"

In the warm atmosphere of the coffee shop, He Yudong looked at Murong Xueer with deep emotion in his eyes. "Xueer, our story is more than just love, it is also a kind of persistence and commitment. We will face the ups and downs of life together and never give up."

Murong Xueer smiled and responded softly: "Yes, Yudong, no matter what the future holds, we will fight together. Love is not just sweet words, but also the power to support each other in difficult times."

At this time, Zhang Yao looked at the two people and suddenly interjected: "Your love story is really touching. I believe that every relationship has its own difficulty and preciousness. And my story is also full of ups and downs, but That’s just part of life.”

He Yudong glanced at Zhang Yao and found that there seemed to be a hint of unspeakable melancholy in her eyes. So he asked curiously: "Zhang Yao, you have shared so much with us, why not let us know your story too."

Zhang Yao smiled and nodded, took a tissue and wiped the coffee cup in her hand. "Actually, my story is not complicated. Once, I met a boy in college, and we pursued our dreams together. That time was full of youth and longing."

She paused and continued: "However, with the changes in society, our dreams and pursuits gradually drifted apart. He chose a path that I could not accompany, and we finally chose to separate. Although the breakup was painful, we We all understand that there are too many unknowns in life, and sometimes we have to learn to accept them.”

He Yudong and Murong Xueer listened silently, and they could feel the strength and maturity in Zhang Yao's heart. At this time, Zhang Yao raised her head, her eyes shining with confidence: "There are more than one regrets in life, but every time is an opportunity for growth. I firmly believe that there will be better opportunities waiting for me in the future."

As the night went on, the cafe gradually became quiet. The raindrops outside the window hit the window, filling the air with a faint moist atmosphere. He Yudong looked at Murong Xueer, and suddenly a feeling of determination surged in his heart.