"Xu Ruo, how dare you still come looking for Nianci?" Xu Yan's voice was as irritating as ever. I was stunned for a moment when I heard his voice, but I quickly understood.
Gu Nianci had already said that she and Xu Yan had renewed their engagement, and that she would marry Xu Yan as long as she divorced me.
However, I didn't hang up immediately. After hesitating for a moment, I said, "I need to speak with Gu Nianci."
"Just tell me what's on your mind, Nianci doesn't have time for you." Xu Yan's words were full of pride. "We're getting married soon, the wedding is in a week."
"So if you're still not convinced, I advise you to give up on this idea."
A week later?
I fell silent.
They really can't wait!
Seeing that I didn't speak, Xu Yan continued, "By the way, since you called, I'm not a petty person, so remember to come to our wedding."
"No need for a gift or anything like that. You're probably so poor you'd be begging by now, aren't you?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Xu Yan." Ignoring his mockery, I calmly asked, "Do you know what you look like right now?"
"Like what?"
"Like an idiot!"
After saying that, I hung up the phone immediately. I didn't want to argue with Xu Yan anymore; it was pointless. However, this phone call made me speculate about Gu Nianci's situation.
When I went to see Xu Wei before, Gu Nianci said those things to me. Although I didn't let her finish speaking, I actually understood what she wanted to say. At that time, I felt a little regret for her, a woman who puts profit first.
If I'm not mistaken, Gu Nianci's situation isn't very good in this farce that started with our marriage.
It's not as good as it seems on the surface.
But that has nothing to do with me anymore.
She deserves all of this.
But this also meant that I only had a few days left to live.
I walked out of Yan Yin's room. At that moment, Song Qingrong was busy in the kitchen. I watched her walk over and hugged her from behind. This should be the first time I had hugged her like this.
She visibly trembled slightly, then smiled and asked me, "What's wrong?"
I'll come to your house tomorrow.
I said.
"Huh? So suddenly?" Song Qingrong put down what she was holding, turned around and looked at me.
"If I'm not mistaken, that matter hasn't been resolved yet, has it?" I stared at her. "You were throwing a tantrum before, wanting to marry a dead person and have some kind of wedding and funeral."
"Now that I'm your boyfriend, it's natural for me to handle this."
"So that if I really pass away, you won't turn around and marry a dead person. Wouldn't I be so angry that I'd crawl out of my grave?"
"That's impossible!" Song Qingrong paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "You would have turned to ashes by then."
"Huh?" I didn't expect her to say that, and for a moment I didn't know what to say.
I think what she said makes a lot of sense.
We can't just...
Can I turn into a ghost?
But I still said seriously, "I'm not joking with you."
"Even if you marry after I die, you must marry someone worthy of you, not a dead person."
Do you understand?
"Then can I marry you?" Song Qingrong asked after a moment of silence.
"No way!" I said irritably, "Not even a dead person, not even me."
Song Qingrong looked somewhat disappointed and said, "I understand..."
"Take me tomorrow." I emphasized again very seriously!
"good!"
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