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The Sorrow of the Moonlight

Chapter 2

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After taking a deep breath, I opened the girl’s social media account again.

Under her half-body selfie, countless people were waiting for updates.

Many people encouraged her, saying that when they saw her, they saw themselves, hopeless in love.

“I wish I could be as brave as you.”

Some people also advised her that a missed fate only meant two people were not suitable, and that blindly sinking into the past would only hurt herself.

“Life has to move forward. If you disturb your ex’s life like this, it is bad for everyone.”

Only a few scattered netizens criticized her behavior as completely lacking basic morals.

“Aren’t you about to get married? How can you face your fiance?”

But those scattered comments were quickly drowned in replies of sympathy and respect.

“She is not trying to do anything. Is it wrong to just see him once?”

“She knows she is wrong, but she cannot help it. She just loves that man too much.”

My hands trembled as I could not help replying underneath.

“Because she loves him too much, she can recklessly hurt another person?”

“Has she considered how her ex’s current partner feels?”

“Heh. She cannot help it? If she could not help it back then, why didn’t she die for love?”

Perhaps because my words were too harsh, they drew a wave of public condemnation.

Everyone told me to be a decent person, that with such a foul mouth, karma would come for me.

“She only came to meet him. She has not done anything. How is that disturbing the current partner’s life?”

“Besides, the blogger never said her ex already had a current partner. How did you infer that?”

I held back again and again before I stopped myself from typing, “I am the current partner.”

Reason told me that I could not alert the enemy.

If everything was as I imagined, I would make He Chaoyuan pay the price he deserved.

In less than ten minutes, the comments under the post had already reached more than two hundred.

Soon, she replied to everyone, saying the two of them had already met.

“When we saw each other again, our eyes really turned red. He cried too.”

“Thank you all for caring about me. My values are still intact. I will not do anything that hurts a third person.”

“We reached an agreement. He will accompany me to do one last thing, and then I will go back.”

“From now on, we will never meet again.”

A netizen asked her what that thing was.

She said, “A wish.”

Soon, she posted another picture.

In the picture was my family’s car, and my husband’s hand on the steering wheel.

Her caption read, “He is driving me to ride the Ferris wheel.”

“Our first date was when he took me to ride the Ferris wheel.”

“My family was not well-off. At first, I felt I was not good enough for him, so I never dared accept his confession.”

“But that day, he took me to ride the Ferris wheel.”

“Inside the Ferris wheel, he held my hand for the first time and told me to look at how vast the sky was and how freely the clouds stretched.”

“He said he might not be able to solve every problem in my life, but he hoped that at least when I was with him, I would be completely free.”

“I was moved by that sentence and stayed with him for six years.”

“He gave me the best of everything he could give. The six years I spent with him were the happiest six years of my life.”

“He took me to so many places. We went skydiving, rock climbing, and diving together. As timid as I was, as long as he was by my side, it felt as if there was nothing to fear.”

“He came from a wealthy family, yet he was willing to cook for me. When I had my period, he even washed my underwear. He always told me that I deserved the best of everything in this world.”

“He made me become a better version of myself, so even after we broke up, I never hated him.”

“I only hate myself for not being good enough for someone as wonderful as him, for not being able to walk with him to the end.”

“I truly envy his wife. I have seen her resume. She graduated from a prestigious university, is beautiful and poised, and has a successful career. She is the kind of person I could only dream of becoming. When I see her, I realize I do not even have the right to be jealous, because even I feel that only someone as outstanding as her deserves to stand beside him.”

“I have nothing. All I have are some memories.”

Netizens were moved to tears by her writing, saying she was too miserable and too kind.

I only felt furious.

Did she think I would be grateful because of her approval?

The thought that someone had been spying on my life like a dark, filthy bug made me so disgusted I wanted to throw up.

As good as I was, why should I become the backdrop to their love?

He Chaoyuan was my first love.

He was the one who pursued me first.

That piece of trash hid his past from me and unilaterally turned me into the prologue to his “great love.”

In that instant, I remembered many things.

In the first year He Chaoyuan and I were together, I asked him to go to a newly opened amusement park with me, and he rejected me on the spot.

His reason had been very “normal”: Those were places only children liked. He did not like them.

I also liked diving, rock climbing, and skydiving, but He Chaoyuan never did those sports with me.

When I invited him, he only smiled and said he did not like them.

When we traveled together, he never made plans.

He was always more inclined to find a resort center, eat, drink, and enjoy leisure.

He said he was too tired from work, and during his free time, he just wanted to relax completely.

He did not ask me to cook, but he himself never cooked either.

He said he disliked the feeling of being in a kitchen and asked me to be understanding.

So it turned out that he did not dislike those things.

It was only that I was not worthy.

He had given all his love and passion to his ex, and left me only a walking corpse after the fire had burned out.

But why?

I made up my mind that the marriage was definitely ending, and I would get the evidence.

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After getting married, I found out my husband had once loved an ex-girlfriend deeply.

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