Chapter 149: Broken Mirror Difficult to Mend
Wen Nanxi was a little confused. A familiar scent filled her nostrils. She could feel that Fu Ci Yan was not calm at the moment. He was hugging her tightly and was even trembling slightly.
She pushed Fu Ciyan's chest and asked:
"Why are you here?"
Fu Ciyan buried his head in her hair, took a deep breath, and made sure that the person in his arms was real, then he loosened his arms and grabbed her hand:
"Didn't we agree yesterday that you would message me back when you get there?"
Wen Nanxi tilted his head, his consciousness still a little confused.
Morning sickness is really torturous. When it comes on, she doesn't want to talk to anyone, so she didn't reply to Fu Ci Yan's message.
"I... forgot."
"Then why did you turn off your phone? I thought something happened to you."
Fu Ci Yan's eyes were full of worry. He was really afraid of losing Wen Nanxi just like that.
Wen Nanxi lowered her eyes. She had vomited a lot in the afternoon and she just felt better after taking a short nap.
"Maybe it was an accident. I'm an adult, you don't have to worry about me like this."
Fu Ci Yan noticed Wen Nanxi's alienation. He could feel that Wen Nanxi didn't want to talk to him much, and he couldn't help but feel even more panicked.
"You are my love, how can I not worry about you?"
"Fu Ciyan."
Wen Nanxi raised her head, looked into his eyes, and said seriously:
"We are already divorced. All we need is a divorce certificate. You should give me freedom."
A trace of heartache flashed in Fu Ciyan's eyes:
"Didn't you say that as long as I can find out the truth about what happened, you'll give me a chance?"
Wen Nanxi: "That will happen after you find out the truth. At least we don't have a chance now. And you said you would respect me. Are you going to break your promise?"
He pursed his lips: "Have you been unhappy these days? I thought...we wouldn't get divorced, and we could go back to the way we were before."
Wen Nanxi broke his fantasy:
"Don't do those self-indulgent things anymore. Our separation is inevitable. I don't love you anymore."
Fu Ci Yan felt like he was holding sand in his palm. The harder he squeezed, the faster the sand flowed.
He seemed unable to retain it anyway.
Obviously he had been doing very well these past few days, and he could feel the improvement in the relationship between the two of them.
But Wen Nanxi still didn't give up the idea of divorce.
What went wrong?
His heart became even more panicked, and even his voice trembled.
"I'm already changing, Nanxi, please... love me again, okay?"
Wen Nanxi's heart was filled with ripples. The man in front of her had panic and fear in his eyes. He held her hand humbly. His originally straight spine was now bent, and even every strand of his hair was filled with sadness.
How can I not be soft-hearted?
That was the person she once loved. Those feelings were hidden deep in her heart and would surge up with the slightest touch.
But the pain is still vivid in my mind.
Two people who have been in love for two years can do so many things to hurt themselves.
Can he change for the better if he repents for two months?
Wen Nanxi hardened her heart and decisively cut off his last thought:
"No, Fu Ciyan, just be yourself. I never want you to change."
When I love you, everything is fine. But when I don’t love you anymore, even if you become a god in heaven, I still don’t love you anymore.
Although she will still feel soft-hearted, she will not look back.
"No... I don't believe it, Nanxi. We've been in love for two years. You won't forget me so easily."
Snap——
There was a crisp sound of glass breaking, and a mirror placed at the door fell to the ground.
The crisp sound of shattering was like a cry of pain, fine lines covered the entire mirror, and finally it shattered.
"Fu Ciyan, can you restore this mirror to its former state? Why do you think our broken relationship can be restored to its former state? And why do you ask me to love you as much as before?"
Wen Nanxi took two steps back, but her voice became more and more pressing, until Fu Ciyan's face lost all color and turned pale.
Her few words conveyed only five words.
A broken mirror cannot be mended.
Fu Ciyan shook his body and moved his lips:
"Nanxi, you are so cruel..."
It turns out that all the beauty he thought was was just an illusion.
It turned out that Wen Nanxi had never thought about reconciling with herself from the beginning to the end.
Why is all this happening?
Are you really going to lose?
Do we really want to get separated?
Wen Nanxi felt a little sorry when she saw how devastated he looked.
But after all, they had loved each other before, so she still hoped that both of them would be fine in the future instead of being trapped by those past memories.
She lowered her voice and advised:
"Fu Ciyan, let it go. Isn't it better to look forward?"
Let it go?
No... he couldn't accept it.
It must be that he hasn't tried hard enough. Broken mirrors can be mended.
They will definitely be able to return to the way they were when they were in love!
Fu Ciyan's eyes were firm:
"No, I can't let it go, Nanxi. I will let you see my determination."
He squatted down and picked up the broken glass piece by piece.
It was like picking up those beautiful and warm memories from the past, all passing before his eyes.
The edge of the glass was extremely sharp, and Fu Ci Yan's hand was quickly cut with several wounds, and bright red blood flowed out from the palm of his hand.
Wen Nanxi frowned, stepped forward anxiously and knocked the glass fragments out of his hand, pressed the wound with a tissue, and said in a sharp voice:
"Are you stupid? Don't you know this will hurt?! What on earth do you want?"
Fu Ciyan smiled:
"Look, you still feel sorry for me, don't you? You can't bear to leave me, and you can't let me go."
Wen Nanxi was speechless. How could someone hurt themselves just to confirm whether the other person loved them?
"You're crazy, Fu Ciyan. I hate you like this."
"But I like you like this."
His voice softened, like the gurgling of running water:
"I like that you feel sorry for me. You make me feel loved."
Wen Nanxi: ...
"You are sick."
This is truly sick and incommunicable.
Wen Nanxi even wanted to send him to a mental hospital.
Why can’t you understand what people are saying?
Fu Ci Yan chuckled, stood up and picked her up.
Wen Nanxi was so frightened that she hugged his neck tightly:
"What are you doing? Put me down."
"Be good, there's glass on the ground and I'm afraid you'll hurt your feet."
Fu Ciyan put Wen Nanxi on the bed, touched her forehead, and kissed her affectionately:
"Just lie down and I'll help you clean up."
Wen Nanxi was silent for a moment.
"Do you know what room service is?"
Fu Ciyan: ...
The ambiguous atmosphere was swept away.
"You go ahead, I'll get someone to clean it up."
Fu Ciyan looked a little reluctant:
"Wouldn't it be nice if I could accompany you?"
Wen Nanxi shook his head:
"Fu Ciyan, I want to calm down for a while, can you please stop disturbing me?"
Fu Ciyan looked at the determination in Wen Nanxi's eyes and finally gave in:
"Then at least let me know you're safe, okay?"
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