Chapter 389: Chapter 370: Secretly Get Rid of the Child Without Anyone Knowing
"I can’t go out, Nuannuan, Ji Wei isn’t feeling well lately, I need to stay with her."
Leng Yan’s nails dug into the flesh of his palm, a drop of blood oozed out. He only felt the wetness, without a trace of pain.
"Leng Yan, you promised not to lie to me. You promised not to give up on me..." Tears filled Wen Nuan’s eyes and streamed down uncontrollably. Holding the phone, she slowly crouched down. The sound of raindrops intensified, pelting down with a clatter, yet it couldn’t drown out her sobs.
A piece of his heart felt gouged out, so cold that his whole body shivered. Leng Yan’s fingers grew colder as he stood up, wanting to move towards her, but he couldn’t take a single step. His step faltered, and he slumped onto the stairs.
"I’m sorry!"
Facing the heavy curtain of rain, Leng Yan hardened his heart to force out a sentence, stabbing his own heart and Wen Nuan’s heart at the same time: "Nuannuan, I didn’t see what a small life looked like before, but now that I’ve seen it, I understand what it feels like to be a father and realize how much I like this child. Alright, Ji Wei is calling me, I want to be with her. Nuannuan... goodbye!"
Goodbye means never meeting again...
The forcibly squeezed-out words made him hang up the phone and, looking at her shadow, his eyes grew hot again.
Nuannuan, just consider me a heartless man, just consider me a modern-day Chen Shimei!
Forget me, go find a man who can truly give you happiness, and marry him. Live the peaceful life you want, let him accompany you until... old...
It’s not that I don’t miss you, not that I don’t love you, it’s that I can’t afford to love you, I’m afraid you can’t let go, and won’t accept others who love you...
"Sorry? Who cares about your sorry! Liar! Leng Yan, you big liar!"
Wen Nuan finally stood up, but she wobbled, leaning against the car door to avoid falling. She shouted wildly at the phone that had been hung up, opened the car door, and got in.
Tears flowed endlessly. Her clothes and hair were also wet, with water trickling down her hair, tears flowing down her face, dripping onto her clothes, wetting patch after patch, indistinguishable from rainwater or teardrops.
She bit her lip hard, breaking it, the taste of salty blood in her mouth, yet her lip still didn’t hurt.
Why doesn’t it hurt!
She bit harder, but the only place that hurt was her heart, painfully so, as if it could take her life at any moment.
The car window was open, letting in rain, cool and refreshing, but how could it compare to the chill in her heart!
"Child..."
Wen Nuan gave a bitter smile, her fingers caressing her stomach, a bitter feeling swelling through every cell in her body.
She also had a child. She wanted to tell him today that he was going to be a father soon. Now, should she be grateful her thin skin kept her from clearly saying this over the phone?
He said he liked the child in Ji Wei’s belly, so what does that make the little life in her belly?
Gripping the seatbelt tightly, Wen Nuan looked through the window up to the floor-to-ceiling window on the building’s rain-drenched floor. The lights there had no idea when they went out.
Asleep now? Haha, with Ji Wei and his child by his side, he must be sleeping very peacefully!
Unable to bear watching any longer, as the car drove away, her heart trembled slightly. Vaguely, it seemed she heard something being fiercely shattered...
At the gate, Leng Yan’s phone lay shattered on the ground, like two broken hearts...
**
The pink room had an aura of a princess’s charm. A frail figure lay on the bed, eyes wide open, yet unfocused.
Beside her, a thick, well-crafted book by Leng Ye was placed on one side.
She had just glanced at it and found a peculiar issue: some words on a few pages were circled.
For example, "warm" in "warm tone";
"I" in "my design case";
"like" in "many designers like"
...
Curious, she gathered the circled words and read them together: "Nuannuan, I like you, let me take care of you, okay?"
Her hand trembled slightly, a feeling indescribable within her heart. Leng Yan hadn’t lied; Leng Ye did like her, and he regretted breaking off the engagement. If this kind of shy and subtle approach wasn’t used on her, she might have smiled knowingly.
But she knew her own heart; whether towards Tan Qing or Leng Ye, it was a friendly and familial fondness, not the feelings they desired.
She could equate "love" to liking, but only reserved for one person...