When she left her beloved career in education.
Mei Yeqin remembered asking Mei Yeyun if she regretted it.
Mei Yeqin still remembers her sister's response. She touched her belly and spoke so carefully.
"People shouldn't be too greedy. You can't have everything. I have little Jiang Sui, and I'm happy."
So whether she regretted it or not, she didn't know. But in her sister's heart, little Jiang Sui was probably more important than anything else. From that moment on, Mei Yeqin knew that for her sister, the most important thing now wasn't love, but family, or little Jiang Sui.
But for a man, or a man who's gradually grown arrogant and has achieved some success in his career, this kind of sacrifice seems insignificant.
That man has gone from supporting you in your pursuits to being indifferent to your abandonment.
Gradually, Jiang Chenghua made the transition from a shabby rental home to a small apartment and then to a small villa.
By the time little Jiang Sui was born, Mei Yeqin had noticed the disappointment in Mei Yeyun's eyes when her phone call went unanswered.
After emerging from the operating room, Mei Yeyun gradually became less talkative, her smile fading.
Doesn't Jiang Chenghua care about her sister?
He does. He hired the best nutritionist, the best confinement nanny, and the best childcare provider, but he comes home less and less often.
He also rarely at at home. In that empty villa, my sister always says, "Ah Qin, come over and play when you have time."
And the man who loves her has even started coming home drunk, with some inexplicable lipstick on his collar.
My sister's personality was such that she didn't want to argue. She was so confident, so certain that this man truly loved her until death.
So Jiang Chenghua doesn't need to explain.
Even if he does, it's the same old excuse: socializing, the inevitable, and so on.
Gradually, when Mei Yeqin visited Mei Yeyun, she rarely saw her sister smile, and she no longer heard her sister talk about her love. Instead, she talked more about "Little Jiang Sui."
When did it all come crashing down?
Jiang Chenghua and Mei Yeyun had fewer common topics to talk about, to the point where they only saw each other few times a month.
At that time, Little Jiang Sui was in kindergarten, and when he returned home...
A strange woman came into her house, yelling.
Mei Yeyun's face was cold and dazed. When she called Jiang Chenghua, he didn't answer.
What to say until the man returns: some troublemaker in business, just give them some money and send them away.
Oh, by the way, all of Jiang Chenghua's assets are publicly visible; all his assets belong to her sister.
Her sister called her in tears, wanting a divorce because she never wanted the position of first wife or first lady.
The man's indifferent expression made Mei Yeyun, for the first time, tearfully ask for a divorce.
At that time, Jiang Chenghua was so high and mighty, so brazenly saying he'd given her love and all the material possessions, and that he was exhausted outside and didn't want to argue.
For the first time, Mei Yeyun felt so helpless.
He looked at her as if he was looking at someone who was being unreasonable.
The smile faded from Mei Yeyun's eyes; all her attention was on little Jiang Sui until the videos were sent to her phone.
The man who loved her was truly with someone else.
Having betrayed her, Mei Yeyun was heartbroken.
She was in such extremes.
——
Mei Yeqin pursed her lips, her face pale and her eyes red.
The entire process was almost identical to the movie, though the film was a bit more subtle. During Jiang Chenghua and Mei Yeyun's relationship, Mei Yeyun's personality was incredibly soft. She wasn't the type to argue, and certainly not one to argue with anyone.
After hearing this, Pei Dai suddenly understood.
Looking at the end of the film, he gradually realized that this wasn't Qinqin's first time watching this movie.
The opening scene, which had been altered from real events, left Pei Dai feeling a sense of emptiness and discomfort.
He didn't even know what words to use to comfort her.
He stared blankly at Mei Yeqin.
"Qinqin, don't be sad, don't cry."
He was at a loss, completely panicked.
He had never seen her cry, never. That cold-faced girl, even when pursuing him, had only said one sentence:
"Together with me."
Now she was sobbing uncontrollably.
The indelible pain in her heart was Mei Yeyun's absence, the loss of that warm sister.
Even for little Jiang Sui, she was heartbroken and heartbroken to have been left behind like that.
Mei Yeyun, ever the naive believer in love, told Mei Yeqin.
"Ah Qin, all feelings eventually dissolve into family affection right."
"Ah Qin, don't keep asking me if I regret it. I don't. Look at Jiang Sui! He's so obedient and handsome! He's my son."
Her entire heart was pinned on Jiang Sui, yet she had so easily abandoned him.
Mei Yeqin's eyes darkened, and she was enveloped in a deep sadness.
For the first time, she had completely opened her heart to someone, and the depression within her dissipated, and then it was all over again.
She felt like a drowning person, the abyss tearing at her from behind.
The feelings she had for Mei Yeyun, even after she had taken her own life, hadn't ended.
The pain built up inside Mei Yeqin. She even wondered if her sister had regretted what she had told her, if she had wanted her to save her. When the medical certificate was placed in front her, she hadn't realized her sister had been depressed for a long time.
This blaming nearly consumed Mei Yeqin.
She knew so much about her sister, yet she knew nothing. This haunted Mei Yeqin.
That was why she chose study to become a doctor.
In an instant, Pei Dai understood almost instantly.
His eyes, clear and bright, held out his hand. His palm was broad and calloused.
His face was filled with reverence.
"Qinqin, give me your hand. I can pull you out, or you can pull me in."
His voice was pure and clear, as if it permeated his soul, devoid of any superfluous emotion.
Even when he said he loved her, it was so clear and bright.
The purest, the most unexaggerated thing, without so much embellishment, plain as water, like eating and drinking.
"Qinqin, be good. I'll give you my hand."
Slowly, his hand grasped her trembling fingers.