After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 43: Room in the Heart

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Room in the Heart

Bian Yue turned her face toward anny with great solemnity.

Just then, the traffic light turned red, and anny silently stopped the car, asking earnestly, "President... President Bian, why are you looking at me?"

"No wonder Shen Jinci is displeased with you," Bian Yue shook her head and looked away, "Don’t you wish others well at all?"

"Why should I wish him well? Bian Yue, I only wish for your happiness."

The green light flickered, and anny lightly pressed the accelerator, and the car slowly slid forward.

anny earnestly said, "Bian Yue, there’s only so much room in one’s heart, if possible, I only wish for your happiness."

Bian Yue felt as though her heart was struck by a heavy weight, the dull pain was spreading.

There’s only so much room in one’s heart.

Indeed.

The space in one’s heart has always been small.

When Bian Yue confessed her feelings to Li Sihe, she was only 17.

That year, the distance between Xiangjiang Girls’ High School and Weicheng Middle School was only a Furong Street away, yet it felt like a chasm apart. The former was a key national school where all the daughters of prestigious families in Xiangjiang attended, while the latter gathered children of migrant workers, with uneven teaching quality, often hitting the headlines for various scandalous fights.

The principal of Xiangjiang Girls’ High School would tirelessly reiterate in every weekly assembly, "We are a key national school, different from those vocational students across the street who won’t be able to attend college, and there’s no need to interact with them."

Bian Yue turned a deaf ear; she loved the sunsets behind the mountains of Weicheng Middle School.

That place was near the coastline, with a high vantage point, convenient for watching sunsets.

Bian Yue liked to reminisce about her parents at the place of the sunset; they were in heaven, she didn’t know if they were doing well.

But in the eyes of others, it was — the Li Family’s little princess seemed to be dating a high school boy from next door, truly undiscerning, to even cast her eyes on a bunch of hooligans who couldn’t attend college.

Having stayed in the Li Family for so long, seeing Li Sihe, the prince on a white stallion every day, yet not improving Bian Yue’s aesthetic appreciation, it was truly illogical.

Bian Yue was unaware of the rumors swirling around.

She would just run over there whenever the weather was nice.

And like that sunset, Bian Yue’s academic performance plummeted at a rapid pace.

Eventually, there came a day when Li Sihe, with a stern face, finally came looking for her.

In the Li Family’s hall, 19-year-old Li Sihe had shed his boyish naivety.

He sat on the couch, his wrist adorned with a brown chronograph watch, dressed in white shirt, black trousers, white sneakers, his hair casually falling over his forehead, his jawline and neck contour as if carefully drawn by God, his Adam’s apple prominent, sleek and clear, exceptionally beautiful.

At this moment, he slightly looked up, his peach blossom eyes diffusing a disperse mood.

Bian Yue was a little afraid of him.

He patted the armrest of the couch, his voice even and calm, signalling, "Bian Yue, come over here, I have something to discuss with you."

Bian Yue, with her head lowered, clutching the strap of her schoolbag tightly, obediently walked over.

He then pulled out a report card from beside him and slapped it on the table.

Accompanied by the sound of the paper hitting the table, Bian Yue’s heart tightened, feeling uneasy, she raised her eyes to look at him.

"In recent times, your academic performance has severely regressed. I’ve asked your teacher, and you sit alone in the back. Why?"

He asked with a calm and collected demeanor, but Bian Yue couldn’t just nonchalantly say, ’I don’t care about studying at all; I just want to be alone.’

She simply remained silent.

"If you don’t like this class, I can change it for you," Li Sihe said, "But you can’t just neglect your studies and run off every day."

This time, Bian Yue finally looked straight at Li Sihe.

Her gaze was quite straightforward; this time, she spoke the words that were in her heart.

She said, "Li Sihe, for children from families like ours, does it really matter whether we study or not?"

Li Sihe seemed not to have anticipated such logic from Bian Yue.

He laughed for a moment, his smile even gentler and more harmless, and he said, "Then what do you think is important?"

"To properly protect the wealth passed down by our family is important, not to indulge only in eating, drinking, and playing. Isn’t that how most rich young ladies live their lives? I’m just unluckier—I have nothing now but money!"

Bian Yue took a deep breath, her timidness over the past year at the Li Family finally giving way to words, she said: "Li Sihe, I can’t focus on my studies. I really don’t want to study right now."

She lived too repressively.

Ever since her parents’ death up to now, it’s been over a year of such repression.

Bian Yue didn’t know how to adjust her emotions, she could only silently digest them. The only outlet she had found was to watch the sunsets behind the hills of Weicheng Middle School.

But it was obvious that Li Sihe wasn’t really listening to her. His young brows furrowed, his voice suddenly lowered, "So you can fall in love early? Bian Yue, how old are you, how could you have an early romance?"

"Early romance?" Bian Yue’s eyes widened, clearly incredulous at Li Sihe’s interrogation, she said, "Who told you I’m in an early romance, there’s no such thing!"

She spoke with conviction, and now it was Li Sihe’s turn to be taken aback.

"You go to Weicheng Middle School every day..."

"I just go there to watch the sunset. Li Sihe, I like the sunset there and besides..." Bian Yue paused, her gaze firm as she looked at Li Sihe, she continued, "The person I like is you, Li Sihe. I want to be with you, always."

Bian Yue was sure her memory wasn’t playing tricks on her; she had always had a good memory.

She remembered clearly the sudden softness that appeared in Li Sihe’s eyes when he heard her words.

It was like a myriad of stars falling, gentle to the bone.

He asked in a low voice, "You like me?"

Bian Yue was straightforward.

She lifted her head even higher, resolutely saying, "Yes, I like you."

That day, they spoke a lot.

Bian Yue shared her grief, her unrest over the past year, and also how beautiful the sunset was behind the hills of Weicheng Middle School.

Li Sihe, with a gentle demeanor, stroked her hair, saying, "Then next time, I’ll skip school with you to see it."

Bian Yue was surprised.

Her childlike face blushing, she foolishly asked, "Really? Are we going to skip class together? Isn’t your university study important?"

Li Sihe said, "Yueyue, there’s only so much room in one’s heart, and matters concerning you are certainly more urgent than my university studies."

Bian Yue had to admit, for a young girl, such a promise was too moving.

She couldn’t calm down for a long time, a tsunami churning in her heart.

And now, the tsunami has dried up.

The car stopped in Central cbd, Bian Yue looking at the towering building of Lixing Group in front of her, took the lunch box from Anny’s hand, and walked in.

Anny pulled at Bian Yue, nervously laughing as she halted, "Bian Yue, I’ll go back to Honey to take care of things, I won’t go in."

Anny had just met Shen Jinci that morning and was still shaken.

The rain-season air was damp outside, but the moment she stepped into Lixing Group, she was enveloped by a refreshing fragrance.

The ink-black Marble floor reflected the dazzling light of crystal chandeliers, grand and luxurious.

Bian Yue walked to the reception desk and inquired about the floor of the Chairman’s office.

The young lady at the front desk blushed with excitement as she said: "Madam! It’s on the 27th floor!"