The obsessive CEO's white moonlight is me

Chapter 42 Our Ending

She stood quietly on the sea cliff, the sea breeze gently ruffling her hair, tossing a few strands. She slowly turned, her gaze lingering on the distance, as if some deep-seated memories were gradually surfacing…

Those memories seem distant and blurry, as if covered by the dust of time.

She tried hard to capture those fleeting images, but they were always elusive and elusive.

"Zhiyi...you don't want to..."

Fu Shiyue looked at her now, and then at the scene in the store.

It looks exactly the same as it did three years ago!

He clenched his fists so tightly his nails almost dug into his flesh, and without realizing it, he took a deep breath, desperately trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

With a hint of bitterness in her voice, she said, "Shi Yun...no, I beg you..."

He knelt weakly before her, as if all his strength had been drained away, his eyes vacant and lifeless, his lips trembling slightly.

His fingers gently touched her cheek, feeling that familiar yet unfamiliar sensation.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, his thoughts drifting away to the beautiful times he had spent with her. Those warm scenes kept appearing before his eyes, yet they seemed as unattainable as phantoms.

"Xie Shiyun..." he murmured softly, his voice filled with endless longing and yearning.

This name carries too many unspeakable emotions for him, and now it is finally being spoken by him again.

He gazed silently at her face, his eyes filled with deep affection and pain. Every detail was so clear, yet so distant.

"I really miss you..." His voice was low and hoarse, filled with endless sorrow. These words were like a sharp sword, piercing the deepest part of his heart, causing him unbearable pain. However, this pain was also proof of his deep love for her; even as time passed, his heart remained as steadfast as ever.

Throughout that long period of time, he had silently called her name countless times in his heart.

He also knew perfectly well that Xie Zhiyi and Xie Shiyun were the same person.

But she no longer had the painful memories of the past, and he didn't want him to remember them.

If possible, I want to stay with Xie Zhiyi forever, carrying her name.

However, no matter how much grief and longing one feels, it cannot change reality.

She remained calm.

"Her name is Xie Shiyun, right...? It seems we not only look alike, but our names are also very similar."

"No, you are her!" he finally said.

Her eyes gradually cleared, and she finally learned the truth.

An expression of disbelief crossed her face, and her lips trembled slightly.

Her eyes were filled with pain and despair, as if the whole world had collapsed at that moment.

Tears welled up uncontrollably and slid down her cheeks.

Her body trembled slightly; the usually strong woman was now so vulnerable. She covered her mouth tightly with both hands, trying to stop herself from crying out loud.

As the truth is revealed, the protagonist's doubts and confusion are finally answered. However, this answer brings deep pain. She feels deceived and betrayed, and her trust is shattered instantly.

"Okay, very good!" Xie Zhiyi's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out of her throat, with a hint of sob and difficulty.

At this moment, he looked at Xie Zhiyi, who was in extreme pain, his eyes filled with agony and despair.

“You are Xie Shiyun, and also Xie Zhiyi… Three years ago, you were my wife…” he said with difficulty, each word like a knife, deeply piercing his heart.

He recalled all the little moments they had shared, memories that had now turned into endless pain. He couldn't accept this reality.

Xie Zhiyi looked up at the sky, slowly closed her eyes, her hands fell limply to her sides, and her body leaned slightly backward...

She was once overjoyed, believing she had finally found her long-lost relatives and could have a warm and happy home. However, reality, like a sharp knife, ruthlessly shattered her beautiful illusions.

Some memories surged up like a tide...

She never imagined that the person she once considered her closest relative—her brother—would now be so intent on scheming against her for power. What pained her even more was that her grandfather, who had always loved and supported her, no longer trusted her as before because of unfounded suspicions and doubts.

Only now did Xie Zhiyi truly realize how desolate and tragic her life was.

Her smile was pale as she said, "Then let's end it here."

It's all over...

Fu Shiyue looked at the person in front of him again.

She still jumped with such determination.

His gaze was fixed on her, her eyes resolute, seemingly without the slightest hesitation as she looked towards the sea. His heart felt as heavy as lead, and he felt an irrepressible urge.

He jumped down without hesitation, trying to save her...

The waves relentlessly pounded the shore, the wind howled across the surface, whipping up whitecaps. His gaze was fixed on her figure, his heart filled with fear and despair. Her body struggled in the water, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand, unable to break free.

He swam towards her with all his might, his mind filled with only one thought—he had to save her! Every stroke used all his strength, his breathing became rapid, but he didn't stop. He knew that if he couldn't get there in time, she might disappear forever in this ocean.

Finally, he swam to her and held her tightly. Her face was pale, her lips were purple, and her eyes revealed helplessness and confusion. He pulled her towards the shore with all his might, comforting her and telling her to hold on.

However, the waves grew increasingly turbulent, and their efforts seemed to be in vain.

They were repeatedly swept back into the sea by the waves, their strength gradually waning. But he never gave up, holding her hand tightly and telling her not to be afraid, that everything would be alright.

Just then, a powerful undercurrent swept them away, pulling them to the bottom of the sea. Their figures drifted further and further away in the sea breeze, as if disappearing into the horizon...

A few months later

In Lancheng's private hospitals

"You're really something, jumping into such huge waves. Do you think you have too much life ahead of you?"

Xiao Yun looked at Fu Shiyue sitting on the hospital bed, frowned, and spoke with a hint of reproach and worry.

At this moment, Fu Shiyue was wearing a hospital gown, leaning against the bed, holding a laptop in his hand, and staring intently at the screen.

Hearing Xiao Yun's words, he slowly raised his head: "I can't just watch her leave me again. I can't bear such a price... I'd rather bear the pain in her place."

After saying that, he coughed, his voice a little hoarse: "Cough cough cough..."

Xiao Yun quickly went to the bedside, gently patted his back, and asked with concern, "How are you feeling? Sigh, the doctor said that you definitely need to rest well for your back injury." He sighed helplessly.

No one would have guessed that the shrewd and decisive CEO of the Fu Group, who is a powerful figure in the business world, is actually a devoted lover.

Fu Shiyue smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

He continued to look down at the computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard, seemingly completely absorbed in his work.

Xiao Yun sighed helplessly, "What are you planning to do about her...?"

He looked at him and spoke.

"When will she wake up?" He stopped what he was doing, looked up, and asked Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun shook his head: "That's hard to say."

"They say he's in a vegetative state... and might never wake up."

Xiao Yun stood quietly to the side and patted his shoulder.

"You did all those things for her, you suffered such serious injuries, and you don't even plan to let her know."

......

"If you talk to her often, her subconscious may slowly awaken."

Actually, he wasn't sure himself, but seeing his good friend being tormented by love made him feel sorry for him.

Sigh, love is such a harmful thing... Look how carefree he is.

For Fu Shiyue, his love for Xie Shiyun was a willing surrender, even if it left him battered and bruised.

only because

That was the woman he deeply loved—Xie Shiyun.

Fu Shiyue said with a firm look in his eyes, "Listen, no matter what, you must find the best medical team. If anything happens to her, I will not let anyone leave this hospital!"

He threw back the covers, about to get out of bed, but Xiao Yun suddenly grabbed his hand. Xiao Yun frowned, somewhat angrily saying, "Are you crazy? You're still injured! You're just going to get out of bed like this?"

He looked at Xiao Yun with a firm and determined gaze, and replied in a low voice, "I'm fine, don't worry. I just want to go see her."

Xiao Yun seemed to understand something, and after a moment of silence, he let go of her hand.

He got out of bed, his steps unsteady, but he still walked step by step toward the door.

With each step he took, he felt a sharp pain shooting through his wounds.

But he gritted his teeth and endured the pain to continue forward.

Then, he walked step by step to the ward where she was.

open the door.

Fu Shiyue walked to the bedside, sat down, and gently took Xie Shiyun's hand, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

The girl on the hospital bed was as pale as a sheet, her eyes tightly closed, as if she were immersed in an endless dream.

Breathing with a ventilator

Fu Shiyue just watched her quietly...

Then he softly recounted their past, from before...

"Your personality used to be very unlikable..."

After an unknown amount of time, a tear slid down Xie Shiyun's cheek, as if in response to Fu Shiyue.

Fu Shiyue watched this scene with excitement, a spark of hope igniting in his heart.

"Ah Yun...did you hear that?"

But there was still no response the next second.