Finally, lacking the courage to continue, I fled home in embarrassment. Sitting in my room, I pondered for a long time before finding the divorce agreement in the drawer, signing it, selling my car, and buying the earliest ticket abroad, leaving for five years.
Five years later, the same situation unbelievably happened again, and I, like a fool, stood in the rain, afraid to leave, worried that if I left, he would e and not be able to find me.
For four whole hours, he was in the hospital with Gu Qing again!
Jiang Nuan felt the gut-wrenching pain for the second time, more painful than the first. The first time, she didn’t understand what heartbreak meant. After it happened, she was sad and hurt, but being the first time, she could still convince herself she’d get over it.
This time was different. The same method used to hurt the once-injured place again made the scar unforgettable, etched into her heart.
Lemon saw her face as pale as paper and, worried, supported her, "Are you really okay? You look terrible. Do you want to sit down and rest for a few minutes before we go?"
"No need, let’s go now. I want to go back to change clothes and take a bath."
Jiang Nuan didn’t want to stay for another moment.
Lemon, "Aren’t you going to the hospital?"
"I don’t want to go to the hospital."
"But you have a fever!" Lemon wasn’t treating her like a child; it was just that she was too worrying and heart-wrenching.
Jiang Nuan grabbed her hand as if grabbing onto a lifeline, with her eyelashes trembling slightly, asking, "I’m fine. Let me take a fever-reducing pill and sleep; that will do. I don’t want to go back for the time being. Can I go to your place? Also, can I use your phone?"
She needed to inform the Old Madam so grandma wouldn’t keep waiting for her at home.
Lemon looked at the incessant rain, then at her friend. She couldn’t resist finally giving in, "Since you put it that way, could I let you get soaked in the rain? Let’s go, to my place."
Jiang Nuan avoided her hand, "I’m all wet; don’t let your clothes get wet too."
Lemon pulled her over, pretending to be angry, "What are you talking about? At worst, we’ll get sick together and take medicine together. Am I the type who would leave you alone?"
Jiang Nuan also smiled, softly saying, "No, you’re not."
Lemon, seeing her forced smile, felt more pained than anyone. Grabbing her arm tightly, she said lightly, "So then, let’s go, my princess. Hurry back with your humble servant. I’m so hungry, I just want to go home and have some hot food."
Jiang Nuan felt the steady force on her elbow, lightening her mood unexpectedly, "Give me a moment, right away."
She walked to the trash can, holding in her arms the gift bag she’d protected all afternoon, raising it in the air, her eyelashes slightly trembling but still not letting it drop.
What does it prove if you throw away this gift? That you weren’t being played around? Don’t be foolish! Even if you throw it away, it doesn’t change the fact that you foolishly waited for four hours in the rain. Everyone makes mistakes, but money never does!
Indeed, money wasn’t wrong. She spent 150,000 on this gift.
Even though she earned a good ine doing research abroad, 150,000 was still worth a month’s salary.
After considering for a few seconds, Jiang Nuan silently retracted her hand, returned under the umbrella, and said to Lemon, who was waiting for her, "Let’s go."
...
Outside, the wind blew, and the rain poured. Jiang Nuan returned to Lemon’s house on Punan Road, took a hot shower, changed clothes, and drank a cup of hot ginger tea, finally feeling some warmth.
"Here, a thermometer. Check your temperature."
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