From Heartbreak and Parting to a Triumphant Comeback

I was not unfamiliar with Yuga.

In the past year, I often heard this name from Evan.

The first time I knew her was because of a photo.

A year ago, in Evan's office.

At that time, he was bidding on a big project and had been working non-stop at the company for almost half a month, hardly going home.

I used to bring him food, but he hurriedly ate a few bites with me and then returned to the meeting.

I was bored waiting, so I took the opportunity to tidy up the files on his desk.

That was when the photo fell out.

In the photo, a girl in the red dress smiled brightly and boldly at the camera.

I bent down and picked it up, and a beautiful handwriting was on the back of the photo -- [I heard that if someone thinks about another person all the time, that feeling is called liking. I hope that when you see this photo, you can think of me…]

It was signed by Yuga, with a small heart drawn next to it.

It was very playful and adorable.

If the person was not my boyfriend, maybe I could say they were a good match.

And her identity was similar to my first impression of the photo.

A prosperous young lady returned from her overseas studies, bathed in the warmth of universal affection and admiration.

We were indeed two completely different people.

Evan finally finished the meeting and came out.

He rubbed his temples wearily and was about to ask me for a hug when his gaze fell on the photo in my hand, and he froze.

He frowned, "How did her photo end up here?"

I smiled ambiguously and said, "Your office? Why are you asking me?"

"She must have deliberately left it behind during her last visit to deliver the plan," he said.

He looked a little annoyed, took the photo from my hand, and crumpled it up without even looking at it.

"She's quite annoying; frankly, I do not know where she gets all that energy from. She's been hounding me non-stop lately. But then again, her dad is a major client our company just acquired, so I can't exactly brush her off too harshly," Evan said.

I still didn't speak, so Evan rubbed my cheek and said, "Are you really jealous? We've been together for so long; don't you trust me? Apart from you, no other woman in my heart captures my attention. Don't be angry, okay? We finally have some free time; don't waste it on someone unrelated," he said.

Eventually, I couldn't resist laughing under his gentle persuasion.

I knew that Evan's journey had been challenging, from living solo in a cramped 10-square-meter room to overseeing hundreds of employees in a skyscraper. Only we were privy to the myriad difficulties encountered during the startup process.

At that time, I thought that maybe this was just a small episode and wouldn't impact our relationship.

But I forgot that many significant changes in life didn't always come with a strong start.

Many small beginnings, which you might overlook as mere bumps in the road, had the potential to break through the surface one day and grow into towering trees.

Probably from then on, Yuga appeared frequently in our lives, everywhere.

When we went on a date together, I always heard Evan's complaints, "Why is she calling me so late at night? Is she crazy?"

"If it weren't for his dad's sake, I would have blocked her."

"How can there be such an idle person? Does she have nothing to do?"

"This woman is so stupid, always asking so many questions."

He didn't even realize that later, most of our topics revolved around another woman.

I thought Yuga's words were right, "When you find yourself constantly thinking about someone, it's a sign that the nature of your feelings towards him or her has, to some extent, shifted or changed."