Chapter 1: What He Rejects Is What I Desire

“Mr. Gu, are you sure you want to donate all your organs after death?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“Alright... it shows here that you’re married, so we need your wife’s signature.”

“No need. I’m going to divorce her.”

After hanging up the phone, I booked a ticket abroad for a month from now. Just then, Liu Zhuyin came back through the door.

“Gu Yichen, help me book a restaurant.”

She hurriedly took off her slippers without sparing me a glance, then went upstairs to change into an exquisite evening gown that made her look ethereal.

I lowered my eyes silently and ordered a table at her favorite upscale restaurant—the same one she and Ning Yuanzhou often frequented but had never taken me to.

“Come here.”

She pulled out three gift boxes from her bag, each containing a bespoke tie.

I nodded and agreed, smoothly changing into a shirt and suit before standing in front of the full-length mirror she was facing.

Liu Zhuyin measured the ties against me one by one, carefully selecting.

“This one’s color is a bit too bright…”

“This one makes you look a bit too dark…”

Her earnest expression pierced me deeply.

“You’re really good to Ning Yuanzhou.”

I envied her, hoping she could detect even the slightest hint of resentment in my words.

But she didn’t; instead, she pressed me with questions.

“Which one do you think Ah Zhou would like?”

“Gu Yichen, you’re a man— which one do you think is best?”

She called him Ah Zhou affectionately, unfamiliar with using her husband’s full name.

My heart tightened, and I gave a bitter smile.

“As long as it’s from you, any of them is good.”

I looked at the ties with envy, wishing she could be so serious about me just once.

But all I could do was play the role of a tool.

Beyond envy, I was powerless.

“But I want to pick the best one for him…”

Liu Zhuyin remained oblivious to my unease, continuing to compare the ties seriously back and forth.

After a long while, she finally picked one with satisfaction.

“Hm… this one’s the best!”

She carefully folded it into a gift box, then casually handed me the other two.

“These two are for you.”

Bitterness flooded my mouth, but all I could say was thank you.

She gave me the leftovers.

It made sense.

He was Liu Zhuyin’s white moonlight. I was the extra, unnecessary person.

Being the leftover fit perfectly.

Five years ago, Liu Zhuyin and I had a whirlwind marriage; I became part of a wealthy family through marriage.

This was because Ning Yuanzhou had abandoned her and run off abroad with the woman he loved.

She was heartbroken and hopeless, so she married me.

I felt sorry for her, understood her pain, and truly fell in love with this devoted girl.

I always dreamed that one day she would see me.

That she would bestow this devotion upon me as a gift.

But what awaited me was…

Half a year ago, she suddenly fell gravely ill and needed a kidney transplant.

By some blessing, my kidney was a perfect match for her. To save her, I went all in without hesitation.

I thought my sincere love would be repaid, even just a little.

But on the day she was discharged from the hospital, Ning Yuanzhou returned.

He had come back for her.

Liu Zhuyin mistakenly believed it was Ning Yuanzhou who donated a kidney to her.

She cried tears of gratitude until she had none left.

When Mrs. Liu tried to explain, I stopped her.

The man she loved most was Ning Yuanzhou; even if it was explained, she could never fall in love with me.

Only sympathy was left, but that was not what I wanted.

Later, the Liu family faced an economic crisis. I fought desperately to quell it.

But because my recovery after surgery was poor, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness.

In the past six months, she spent every day by Ning Yuanzhou’s side.

Yet she didn’t know that I was nearing my final moments.

Now, the Liu family’s crisis has passed; they remain in love, and I have little time left.

It’s time to leave.

I don’t want to disturb her, nor do I want her to know. I just want to quietly disappear from her world.

Liu Zhuyin, I love you. I’m willing to play the role of a benefactor to your happiness. But you and I need not meet again.

I will bless you and spend the rest of my days being myself once more.