This question, heard by Shang Dongyuan, seed to transform into a heavy blow, striking his entire heart into trembling.
Was he... blaming her?
You could say yes, but also no.
She indeed shouldn’t have hidden it from him, but he shouldn’t have failed to recognize her either.
Ultimately, whose fault was it?
Even Shang Dongyuan himself couldn’t figure it out, otherwise he wouldn’t be sitting here drinking away his sorrows.
"I... can’t make it clear either."
More than half of the good liquor on the table was consud, mostly handled by Shang Dongyuan.
From start to finish, Xing Chen only gently swirled a glass of brandy in his hand.
He drank very little, spending most of the ti in contemplation.
He was accustod to watching the rhythm of the liquid being swirled in the glass, as if viewing the multitude of beings from a high vantage point.
Buddha said, one flower, one world; one leaf, one Bodhi.
This vast world is rely a microcosm.
Sotis things that seem as heavy as a thousand pounds are actually as light as a feather.
Faced with Shang Dongyuan’s difficulties, Xing Chen pondered briefly and posed a simple question.
"Do you love her?"
This was the core of all issues; as long as this was resolved, everything else could be discussed.
Shang Dongyuan frowned, not expecting Xing Chen to switch topics so quickly.
Yet, he still firmly gave his answer.
"I love her."
Other things he couldn’t comprehend or let go of, but this point he had always understood.
Upon receiving the answer, Xing Chen smiled knowingly again.
"Then what are you hesitating for? Dongyuan, you’ve already missed five years; there isn’t another set of five years you can afford to miss."
Xing Chen’s words made Shang Dongyuan’s hand holding the bottle suddenly tense.
Indeed, he didn’t have another five years to waste.
Before Shang Dongyuan’s heart could calm down, Xing Chen dealt him a stronger blow.
"She certainly has wronged, but in these five years, a woman raising a child alone, the hardships and difficulties she endured, are beyond your imagination."
While saying these words, Xing Chen leaned slightly against the soft sofa.
The hand swirling the glass also slowed down a bit.
Xing Chen squinted his eyes, admiring the ripples stirred by his movent.
Shang Dongyuan listened, completely silent.
He certainly knew how difficult Chu Xiaoge’s life had been these years.
Indeed, compared to those challenges, what were his struggles worth?
He was like a little wife, complaining here.
Suddenly raising his hand to chug a bottle of liquor, Shang Dongyuan sighed deeply, "Never thought I could be so stubborn, stuck on a never-ending loop, unable to figure out even this simple truth."
"The deeper the love, the harsher the bla. Life shouldn’t be just about looking back; look forward more," Xing Chen smiled gently, clinking his glass with Shang Dongyuan’s.
He knew Shang Dongyuan should realize what he truly wanted now.
...
On the track at A University, Ran Xiangsi frowned when she saw Chu Xiaoge looking down, bewildered.
"Speaking of which, you yourself are at fault too. After all, the child is his; by hiding it from him, he’s bound to be angry. But if you continue to stubbornly refuse forgiveness, then you’re destined to separate. What will happen to the child then?"
Won always think most about their children.
Chuchu needs a father’s love, and cannot be without a mother.
Listening to this, Chu Xiaoge couldn’t help but bite her own lower lip.
She knew the child needed a father’s love, but...
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