亚洲?欧美?综合导航

He owed her nothing.

He had just been working at the computer for a while when his phone chimed with a message alert.

It wasn't Yao Mingyue but her best friend Liu Ruonan.

"Xu Musen, you were too much today. Ming Yue is hurt and you don't care at all?"

Xu Musen looked at the message and thought that probably only in their student days would best friends stand up for each other in matters of the heart.

Liu Ruonan: "Ming Yue even bought gifts for your family today, and what about you? You were with another girl!"

Xu Musen frowned immediately; the girl she mentioned had to be An Nuannuan.

He almost subconsciously wondered if this little 'sickly coquette' had come out to track him.

Liu Ruonan continued firing off messages like a machine gun: "Xu Musen, I never thought you were this kind of person. Although Ming Yue did not accept your confession, haven't you noticed that she has only ever had you by her side?

Do you know how shocked and upset she was when we suddenly saw you with another girl, to the point she was nearly hit by a car because she wasn't paying attention?

And you, you don't care at all!"

A flurry of messages had turned Xu Musen into the equivalent of the ungrateful Chen Shimei.

Xu Musen slightly furrowed his brow and ultimately did not reply to the messages.

It wasn't worth wasting his breath on her.

He looked up at the ceiling.

Today's incident might indeed have been a coincidence; he remembered the shopping bag in Yao Mingyue's hands, which did contain a brand name belt.

Yao Mingyue's father had passed away, and she bought it as a gift for Xu's father, and some cosmetics that must have been for Xu's mother.

Whether or not it was the little scheming of the 'sickly coquette', it was indeed a heartwarming gesture for the parents.

Xu Musen fell silent for a moment; there was no animosity between him and Yao Mingyue.

It was like Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei, who could have been close friends had their circumstances not been so different.

Xu Musen was just worried that further entanglement with Yao Mingyue would lead to repeating the mistakes of his past life.

He had thought that at this stage, Yao Mingyue's possessive and overbearing mindset might not be as severe; if he kept his distance, they would naturally drift apart over time.

But he had a feeling that things wouldn't end so easily.

Just then, his mother returned, looking a bit anxious.

She had called Yao Mingyue earlier to ask what she wanted for dinner but found out about Yao Mingyue's twisted ankle.

"I'll make some soup. Ming Yue has sprained her ankle and shouldn't be walking too much, so later, you can deliver it to her," she said before heading into the kitchen.

It was as if whatever he feared had come to pass.

Xu's mother could tell from her son's reluctant expression that something was not right.

In the past, if Yao Mingyue had even a minor issue, her son would have rushed to her house to offer comfort and concern; why was he acting so indifferent today, and even somewhat reluctant?

She had sensed this a few days ago.

"Son, have you and Ming Yue had a falling-out recently?" she couldn't help asking.

Xu Musen shook his head; this wasn't really a conflict, he simply did not want to get involved anymore.

"You little rascal, Ming Yue is a girl, and now she's all alone at home. You must take care of her if you can," she advised.

"But I also have my own life to live," Xu Musen said earnestly. "We have many things to take care of at home."

Xu's mother paused, exhaled helplessly, and knew about some of Ming Yue's temperament, but that incident from many years ago...

"Mother understands, but if not for Uncle Yao stepping in front of your father that time, things might be different now... Anyway, regardless of everything else, our families have always been close. Ming Yue's mother is often away on business trips, leaving Ming Yue alone at home, and her personality is indeed different from that of most girls," his mother said with a heavy heart.

"Mom isn't asking you to do something specific, but Ming Yue lacks the love and care most people receive. Even if you two can't continue together, you should at least treat her as a friend.

You're a man, and there are some matters that you should take the initiative to solve," she concluded.

The last sentence left Xu Musen quiet for a moment and also gave him a sense of clearing the clouds to see the sky.

The shadows of his past life were too immense, leaving him with an instinctive urge to flee or to consciously create distance whenever he saw Yao Mingyue.

But the relationship between their families meant a clean break was impossible.

Rather than torment each other, it was better to face her and speak clearly.

As a reborn individual, his vision should be set on how to become the world's wealthiest, or to make a name in history.

If he couldn't handle a minor sickness like this, there was no point in discussing anything further.

Face the enemy head on!

"Mom, I got it. I'll go over," Xu Musen said as he stood, taking the thermal lunch box from his mother's hands.

Watching her son's departing figure, mother let out a slight sigh.

In their hearts, they still hoped the two children could end up together, whether for the sake of affection or real-world considerations, it would be a fine ending for both.

But as parents, they could only watch; the lifetime affair of their children depended on their own fate…

Inside the villa, Yao Mingyue lay alone in her room, her whole being colorless, her eyes seemingly hollow, holding an album and gently stroking Xu Musen's image in the photos.

Remembering Xu Musen's intimate actions with that girl, and his attitude towards her in the afternoon, it felt as if a blade was slicing through her heart layer by layer, rendering the pain emanating from her foot insignificant.

She didn't understand why he had suddenly changed like this.

"Ding dong..."

The sound of the doorbell rang out, and Yao Mingyue thought it might be Xu Musen's mother coming to see her; she slowly got out of bed, seeing through the intercom at the door who was standing outside.

"Open the door."

Xu Musen knew she was watching him through the surveillance.

Yao Mingyue's previously dull eyes suddenly lit up; she seemed to forget the pain in her feet, supporting herself against the wall, inching her way downstairs.

Despite the pain with every step, she walked faster and faster, as if afraid he might turn around and leave.

When she reached the door, she paused to regulate her breathing, regaining her usual aloof composure before slowly opening the door.

The two looked at each other in silence, neither speaking.

Xu Musen's eyes moved to her skirt-covered ankles, swollen and red.

It did seem quite serious.

"Mom made you chicken soup," Xu Musen finally spoke.

Yao Mingyue bit her lip, her eyes still red, seemingly waiting for what he would say next.

"Let me in, there are some things I'd like to talk to you about," Xu Musen's gaze became steady as he looked at the girl before him, once a frail soul, now decided to resolve this matter properly.

Despite trying to hide it, Yao Mingyue's pupils couldn't conceal a flicker of joy; after all, he was finally not avoiding her as deliberately as he had been in the past few days.

Yao Mingyue just snorted and stepped aside.

Xu Musen entered the villa, placing the chicken soup on the table.

Yao Mingyue also limped over, and seeing the swelling on her feet, Xu Musen could imagine how hard it was for her to come down from the second floor in less than a minute.

In fact, Yao Mingyue must like him, it's just that her possessiveness and affection were disproportionally imbalanced.

Your honey is my poison; this was the root of regret.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Yao Mingyue sat on the sofa, her foot swollen yet attempting to maintain a haughty expression, full of arrogance.

It seemed she was saying, you've finally bowed your head to me, I'm waiting for your apology!

For the first time, Xu Musen felt that this little girl, sometimes appearing silly, could be even more formidable than An Nuannuan.

"Let's eat first."

Xu Musen had wanted to speak directly, but seeing Yao Mingyue's reddened eyes and her feigned composure, he suddenly felt an odd sensation.

It was like being oppressed by a harsh boss and then one day becoming his superior.

Little frail one, so you have days like this too, huh?