The hourglass is only the size of his palm, usually sitting on the shelf unnoticed, but recently he’s been fiddling with it frequently, to the point that it’s almost taking on a patina.
On the phone, Yu Rujin repeated, "I said, I’m coming back to Yanjing tomorrow morning!"
Quan Jin still responded with a single, "Oh."
If you’re coming back, then just co back. Why bother telling him? Going to Sui City for such a long ti, more than half a month, Gu Xueli, that woman, has so kind of magic, completely beguiling her grandmother and him as well.
One doesn’t want to co back from there, the other always wants to run over there.
The key is that she’s a particularly heartless woman.
These days, he’s been checking his phone constantly, fearing he might miss a call.
Even though he gritted his teeth to be strong, not wanting to see her call, even blacklisted her number, if she really cared about him, she could have called with a different number. But why doesn’t she call him?
Moreover, he’s already removed her number from the blacklist.
She hasn’t called him once.
There are still WeChat ssages, but not a single ssage, as if he’s dead to her.
What does this tell him?
It shows she never cared about him.
From beginning to end, he’s just been a clown.
"Is that all you can say? Are you disappointed with my call?"
"A bit," he said honestly.
Although he wanted to deny it, he had to admit that when he picked up the call excitedly just now, he really thought it was from that woman.
Yu Rujin was amused by her unfilial grandson’s words: "...Then tell , who did you hope would call you? You’re not thinking of Yuanyuan, are you?"
"Who’s Yuanyuan?"
"..."
Calling Quan Jin was indeed to inform him that she would return tomorrow. Knowing this unfilial grandson had returned to Yanjing, she hadn’t called him to ask why, as she was still angry.
Now that she’s returning, she feels she must ask, "Why did you suddenly return to Yanjing? What kind of ga are you playing?"
"Hmm?" A long, drawn-out sound indicating his indifference and carelessness.
Yu Rujin realized that he indeed didn’t care.
Before coming to Sui City, she knew he didn’t really care.
She pleaded with him, "At least co and see Yuanyuan. Even if you don’t want to, there’s Suisui, isn’t there?"
"And who’s Suisui?"
"... Suisui is your daughter!!" Yu Rujin patted her chest area, "You’re going to be the death of ."
Quan Jin picked up on the old lady’s rather blaful tone and didn’t dare be as flippant as before: "Grandma, you know I have no mory, didn’t interact much, so I can’t rember these nas."
After a pause, he exclaid in a tone of mock realization, "Oh, so Suisui is my daughter."
The five-minute hourglass had only run for two minutes; Quan Jin turned it over again.
"Oh? If I hadn’t ntioned it, would you have forgotten you have a daughter?"
"Probably, with no emotional connection, it’s naturally hard to rember. But this daughter seems pretty cute. Maybe one day we can develop a father-daughter bond." He said honestly.
At this mont, he wondered, the hourglass symbolizes happiness. If an hourglass represents happiness, is it gradually passing away, or slowly accumulating?
He couldn’t figure it out.
He seed to have never been happy in romantic relationships, but whenever he thought about that woman, even the breeze seed to carry a hint of sweetness.
Yu Rujin had to remind her unfilial grandson: "The doctor said, for soone my age, it’s important to have a cheerful outlook, to endure less anger, maintain a good attitude for a long life. But if you keep upsetting every day, I might just have a couple of years left."
"Grandma."
Quan Jin snapped back to reality, his voice softening, "Don’t say such things."
"If you don’t want to say this, then just speak to properly and stop upsetting ."
"Then, Grandma, you ask, and I’ll answer properly, won’t that work?" His tone had softened, but there was still an irrepressible flair of roguishness in his voice.
There wasn’t much to ask, reading between the lines of that exchange earlier, how could she not understand his behavior?
He didn’t at all take Gu Yuan seriously, it seems, and yet he’s planning on divorce, hoping he’d et with Yuanyuan so he might rember sothing, even if he can’t recall, perhaps they could rekindle feelings.
But instead, he just focused on enjoying himself, once he was done, he just left.
"You said so yourself, you’ve since had little contact and no feelings, so why not interact more often? Isn’t it feelings that accumulate over ti?"
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