Chapter 16 Have You Ever Loved Me?

Gu Moyang held Jiang Jibai and sat on the sofa for a while.

Jiang Jibai was very well behaved while she was sleeping. Gu Moyang pinched her face while she was sleeping.

It wasn't as soft as before, but he still liked it.

After a long time, he kissed the top of her head. He had to go because he was afraid that she would be unhappy when she woke up and saw him.

Gu Moyang put her on the sofa, took out his own suit jacket and covered her with a blanket.

Just as Gu Moyang was tucking the blanket in, Jiang Jibai woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the outlines of her three-dimensional and handsome face gradually became clear.

The small mole under his right eyelash is particularly clear.

Jiang Jibai struggled to get up, and when she sat up, her head felt heavy and painful as if it were filled with lead.

Gu Moyang noticed her discomfort and squatted down to ask her, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Jibai shook his head in pain: "It's okay."

Gu Moyang sighed: "Still trying to show off with me, I'll go make you some hangover soup."

When he held her in his arms, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol on her.

Gu Moyang stood up and called Assistant Wu to ask him to leave first, as it was not good to keep him waiting so late.

He walked into the kitchen. Making hangover soup was no problem for him.

When Gu Moyang first founded Heguang abroad, he often went out drinking in order to attract business.

He and Ji An took turns going, and the one who didn't go would make a bowl of sobering soup at home.

There were several times when Gu Moyang drank too much and had gastric bleeding and was sent to the hospital. It was really not easy for him to get to where he is today.

Opening the refrigerator, Gu Moyang found that it was almost empty. The few ingredients inside showed how casual the owner was when it came to eating.

After searching for a long time, I found two apples, which was something usable.

No wonder she had lost so much weight. Gu Moyang suddenly had an idea: he wanted to take her home.

Make delicious food for her every day and bring her back to health.

After he peeled the apples, he put them in a pot with cold water. Since there was no honey, he had to use rock sugar first.

Looking at the man busy in the kitchen, Jiang Jibai felt as if he was in an unreal dream.

The hangover soup was ready, Gu Moyang presented it and placed it on the coffee table in front of Jiang Jibai.

"Let it cool down before drinking, it's still hot."

Jiang Jibai looked up at Gu Moyang who was standing in the living room. He was really tall, and it felt like his head was about to hit the ceiling in her room, which didn't have a high ceiling to begin with.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his figure is still very good, and the blood stains on his white shirt are clearly visible.

The air was silent.

Gu Moyang glanced at the stains on his body, a trace of disgust in his eyes. He took the suit jacket on the sofa and said, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

Jiang Jibai lowered his eyes: "Thank you for what happened today."

Gu Moyang: "Next time, don't go to that kind of place and drink so much. Call me if you have any problems."

He couldn't guarantee that he would be able to arrive in time to save her every time. If he had arrived a little later today, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Now when he thought about Ji Zehao lying on top of her, he felt as if his throat was being strangled by a hand and he was suffocating.

Jiang Jibai bit his lip and remained silent.

After hesitating for a while, she said, "Since you're here, take the things away."

Gu Moyang's body froze, and he realized there was a big box at the door, which was full of things he had given.

There are paintbrushes, Legos they built together, models, and so on.

That model was Gu Moyang's entry for a model competition when he was in college, and they completed it together.

And the crying-faced doll was placed in a prominent position.

Gu Moyang remembered how much Jiang Jibai loved that set of painting supplies when he gave it to her.

I was very careful when using it, for fear that it would be damaged. I wiped and maintained it after each use. Now it looks brand new.

She used that set of painting tools to draw many Gu Moyangs, many of them, and those paintings are still kept in the drawer of Gu Moyang's bedroom.

Every item in it carries the beautiful memories they once had, but now she says she doesn't want it anymore.

The chill from the soles of his feet climbed up his back, chilling his entire body.

He really underestimated how hard her heart was.

I've been running around for her and was almost going crazy today worrying about her, but this is the result I got.

She wanted to cut off all contact with him.

Not even one more day.

What exactly is he expecting?

Gu Moyang's clenched hands were shaking, and his voice was sad and weak: "Since you don't want it anymore, just throw it away."

If she doesn't want the things I gave her, there's no point in returning them.

Jiang Jibai looked at his departing figure, her heart aching beyond measure. Warm liquid welled up in her eyes. Through the still-drunk smell of alcohol, she shouted at him, "Gu Moyang! Have you ever loved me?"

If you don't ask now, you will have no chance.

Gu Moyang paused.

He turned around, his eyes red, full of loss and self-mockery.

He didn't answer but asked, "Miss Jiang, have you ever loved me?"

Now he was even more certain that she was just like that rich girl, who just wanted to have fun with a poor boy like him.

Even though he has returned home in glory, she still looks down on him.

Seeing that Jiang Jibai didn't answer, Gu Moyang laughed at himself: "It's just a joke, it can't be called love."

Just for fun, don't take it seriously——

That nonchalant voice from that time rang in her ears again, and now he said it to her in person.

Jiang Jibai felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave when she heard this. Her whole body began to tremble, and sadness overwhelmed her. Her heart was on the verge of a critical point, and it felt so achy and swollen that it was about to explode.

Gu Moyang's turning around broke the last string in her mind.

Jiang Jibai broke down and burst into tears, his painful sobs filling the entire living room.

The crying sounded like a sharp knife piercing his heart and bringing out streams of blood foam.

Gu Moyang panicked.

"Jiang Nuannuan, don't cry." He walked over and sat on the sofa, coaxing her softly.

But the crying continued, Jiang Jibai couldn't help it, she was in so much pain.

Gu Moyang wanted to hold her in his arms, but Jiang Jibai wouldn't let him touch her.

When he touched her, she shrank back as if from a thorn.

Gu Moyang's eyes were dark, and his sad crying continued.

The crying was like a key, unlocking some fragments buried deep in his heart.

Those fragments flashed through Gu Moyang's mind like slides. Jiang Jibai's crying gradually overlapped with the crying in his mind, and he had a splitting headache.

"Don't cry, Jiang Nuannuan." Gu Moyang held his head with a painful expression on his face.

The crying hasn't stopped yet.

Gu Moyang's heart began to beat wildly, his breathing became rapid, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and those fragments and cries kept flashing through his mind. His heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"I told you to stop crying!" The shout echoed throughout the living room. When the voice came out, Gu Moyang himself was startled.

The crying stopped abruptly and the living room became eerily quiet.

Gu Moyang gasped for breath and looked up at Jiang Jibai.

Jiang Jibai was frightened by him. She hugged her knees and huddled in the corner of the sofa farthest from him, like a frightened rabbit, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears and fear.

She was still crying, but she didn't dare to cry out loud, sobbing quietly.

Gu Moyang felt like his heart was being stabbed with needles. What had he done?

"I'm sorry." He blamed himself so much that his voice was shaking. "I'm sorry, Jiang Nuannuan, I didn't mean to yell at you. I just thought of something terrible and couldn't control myself. I'm sorry."

He moved slowly towards Jiang Jibai. Every time he got closer, Jiang Jibai's body trembled. He didn't dare to move.

It felt like a century had passed.

Jiang Jibai opened his red eyes, like a broken porcelain doll, and cried, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions. It's my fault."

He must hate her crying. Jiang Jibai clearly heard a hint of disgust in his voice just now. Even Jiang Jibai didn't like herself like this, but she would never cry in front of him again, never again.

Gu Moyang was completely broken.