Jiang Nuan picked up her chopsticks again, her eyes lowered, counting each grain of rice one by one, "Just like that, studying every day, going to the lab, ing home..."
"Why didn’t you call me?" His exceptionally handsome face was too close, full of pressure.
Jiang Nuan took a deep breath, lifting her eyelids, "I thought we were already divorced!"
At that time, she was in utter despair when she signed her name on the divorce agreement, fleeing abroad to heal her wounds. How was she to know he painstakingly gave her the divorce papers yet didn’t really want to divorce her?
Who knew he could be so pretentious!
"Even if you thought we were divorced, why didn’t you answer Grandma’s calls either? You divorced me, but you didn’t want to recognize her?"
Jiang Nuan stared, listening to his nonsense, angrily retorting, "How could that be!"
His eyes seemed to say ’Isn’t that so?’
Jiang Nuan took a deep breath, "I admit I didn’t answer Grandma’s first few calls, but later it wasn’t intentional. The phone card automatically went into overdue after I paid the monthly fee, and I tried to recharge it but couldn’t from abroad. Later, I accidentally lost that card..."
Fu Yi stared at her with burning eyes, "Why didn’t you answer in the beginning?"
"Why do you have so many questions? I don’t want to answer."
Jiang Nuan, annoyed, put down her chopsticks, stood up, poured herself a glass of water, and came back.
"Are you eating or not? If not, I’ll clear the table."
"You haven’t answered my question yet."
Fu Yi lifted his head, his gaze was deep, and even in the hospital gown, he exuded an air of nobility, every movement full of regal grace. He held a bowl in one hand, clearly indicating that unless Jiang Nuan answered, he wouldn’t let her clear it up.
Jiang Nuan, both amused and exasperated, said, "Fu Yi, how e I never noticed how childish you are?"
Childish? Fu Yi didn’t even bat an eyelid, "It’s not too late to find out now."
His voice was like a harp, elegant and low.
Jiang Nuan, "..."
Not just childish but also shameless!
Just like a rogue on the street, loves to play rogue!
Since she couldn’t clear the table, she could only stand there, looking at him with a resigned expression, "What exactly do you want to hear? I’ll just tell you."
Stop clinging to her; she was exhausted from a long day and didn’t want to fight with him.
Fu Yi’s eyes glanced over her weary eyes, pressed his lips together, and said in a deep voice, "I want to hear the truth."
Not a perfunctory answer.
A genuine one.
Jiang Nuan looked at him steadily for two seconds, then looked away, saying, "You’ve heard it so many times before, isn’t that enough? You really need me to spell it out? Fine. I’ve said it countless times before, nothing to be shy about."
"Back then, I liked you. It was so hard to marry you and then had to divorce; I was hurt and didn’t want to stay in a familiar city. I was afraid the more familiar the environment, the harder it would be to move on, so I didn’t tell anyone and ran abroad, just to overturn the past and start a new life. I didn’t answer Grandma’s calls at the time for this reason too. I didn’t want to hear anything related to you, afraid of feeling sad."
Actually, at that time, she wasn’t just afraid of that, she was also afraid of cowardly sneaking back, even shamelessly pestering him, too humiliating, too low! She didn’t want to bee such a clingy woman, or she wouldn’t even respect herself!
She thought it was over; but speaking of it again, it turns out her heart still hurts.
"...Later, as I said, when I got over the heartbreak and wanted to call Grandma back, the phone card was lost."
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