Chapter 42 I am very clean
What does it mean to have trouble come from the mouth? This is what it means to have trouble come from the mouth.
You're so sharp-tongued! You'll say anything once you've had your fill of food.
He even forgot his own amnesiac persona.
A thousand thoughts raced through Luo Xincheng's mind, but on the surface, she simply wiped her mouth with a normal expression, then suddenly got up and, under Fu Zhiheng's unsuspecting gaze, ran to the bed and wrapped herself up tightly in the blanket.
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Fu Zhiheng: ...?
"What do you mean by this?" Fu Zhiheng, who was staring at her expectantly, hoping for an explanation, felt like a joke. "You've been lying to me for so long, don't you have anything to say?"
Luo Xincheng remained silent, only rolling up the blanket more tightly.
"..."
"Waaah..."
A weak sob came from under the covers from Luo Xincheng.
"My stomach suddenly hurts so much, I don't want to talk, please don't bother me."
As Fu Zhiheng listened to her soft words, his heart sank. He knew rationally that she was deliberately saying this to avoid dangerous topics and try to divert his attention, but... what if?
What if it's really a stomachache?
He was immediately overwhelmed with mixed feelings; anger and pity clashed fiercely within him, neither gaining the upper hand.
"Didn't you say you took painkillers? Why are you still in pain?" He knelt on the edge of the bed, tugging at her blanket. "You're definitely lying to me again, aren't you?"
She didn't say anything.
Later, perhaps feeling too stuffy under the covers, he slowly poked his head out.
Fu Zhiheng looked at her. Her long, curly hair, like seaweed, was now a mess, with strands clinging to her pale cheeks. Her lips were also pale, with red lipstick stains remaining on the inside. She looked quite pitiful.
He tried to harden his heart and tell himself that this was just a deception she was putting on, and he couldn't take it seriously.
But when I opened my mouth, I still couldn't bring myself to say anything harsh to her.
"...Does it really hurt? Do you want me to rub your tummy?"
Luo Xincheng hugged her knees, rested her head on them, and said without even looking at him, "My stomach won't hurt anymore once you leave."
Fu Zhiheng's face stiffened, his emotions completely ignited.
"You're kicking me out?!"
He had almost calmed down when those words hit him, completely breaking him down.
How could this person do this? He lied to him for so long without offering a single explanation, and yet he still has the nerve to kick him out?
Is she so annoyed with him that she doesn't even want to be in the same room with him?
Fu Zhiheng turned his head away, took a deep breath, and tried his best to remain calm. His tone gradually calmed down, "Since you haven't lost your memory, why are you pretending not to know me?"
Hearing this, Luo Xincheng glanced at him secretly and said, "What else could it be? I just don't want to talk to you."
Fu Zhiheng was almost laughing in anger, but he felt more resentment. The pent-up frustration and doubt from being deceived for so long were suffocating him. "Am I really that bad that you won't even give me the title of ex-boyfriend?"
What exactly did I do wrong?
Why are you doing this to me?
As he continued to question her, he leaned forward, his large shadow completely enveloping Luo Xincheng, making her truly feel a powerful sense of aggression.
The surrounding air was instantly stolen away, and Luo Xincheng felt slightly suffocated and very uncomfortable.
Fu Zhiheng always maintained a humble posture in front of her. Although he was much taller than her, when they looked at each other, she, as the one looking up at him, felt more like she was being looked up at by him.
So when he stopped treating her with that cautious attitude, she immediately went on high alert, feeling that her territory had been invaded, and instinctively wanted to drive him away.
"So what if I lied? What are you going to do about it?!"
She reached out and pushed the person away, her anger rising and causing her to blurt out, "Who knows if anyone would actually believe such outrageous things? Are you stupid?"
Caught off guard, Fu Zhiheng was pushed so hard that he leaned back slightly.
But he didn't react at all, just stared at her blankly, his eyes behind his glasses visibly reddening and becoming moist.
"My acting was obviously terrible! Didn't you really notice?"
"You've slipped up quite a few times before, haven't you? Have you really never suspected anything even once?!"
"Then you really need to get your brain checked!"
Fu Zhiheng, who was being accused of being mentally challenged, listened silently to her barrage of criticism, his lips gradually pursing into a straight line. "...I did have my doubts."
His voice was tense, with a slight, suppressed tremor, "It was just wishful thinking on my part; I refused to believe you were lying to me, and..."
As if unsure how to continue, he lowered his head and quickly rubbed his eyes.
“I really didn’t do well before, and being with me was too unfair to you. If you really have amnesia, that’s fine too. That way, you’ll know a completely new me. I want to leave the best image in your heart, so… so even if I feel something’s not right, I don’t want to believe reality.”
"I was just thinking, maybe I shouldn't have exposed you, otherwise our relationship would just stay the same as before..."
"But I don't want to be that clueless fool anymore."
"Do you hate me that much?" He fought back tears, wanting only an explanation. "Why deny the fact that we were in a relationship? What did I do wrong? Tell me, and I'll change."
Even when she treated him like a fool and made him completely fooled, he wasn't angry about it; in fact, he sometimes even enjoyed it.
As long as she's happy, nothing else matters.
He had only wronged himself by staying with her for so long, and now he was being stripped of even the title of her ex-boyfriend.
But such a heartfelt accusation failed to awaken Luo Xincheng's meager conscience.
She only felt a headache.
"Why... why are there so many whys... anyway, it's already like this."
She clutched her aching stomach and slowly collapsed onto the bed.
Meeting his misty eyes, she said listlessly, "This time it's not an act, this time it really hurts."
I was too emotional earlier, which caused my lower abdomen to start cramping again.
Fu Zhiheng's expression instantly turned flustered. He hurriedly wiped his eyes twice, bent down, supported himself on the headboard with one hand, and carefully lifted a corner of the quilt with the other.
"Let me rub it for you, maybe it will make you feel better."
Luo Xincheng glanced at his outstretched hand, neither stopping him from lifting the blanket nor stopping him from placing his hand on her lower abdomen afterward.
His palms were very warm; even through the fabric, you could feel the continuous heat emanating from them.
He focused intently on massaging her lower abdomen, using just the right amount of pressure, until she finally calmed down completely.
Luo Xincheng breathed a sigh of relief at finally having some peace and quiet.
She snuggled against the pillow, contentedly enjoying his tireless service.
Until his tears fell on her.
Pat, pat.
Like a broken beaded necklace, tears fell one after another onto her stomach, the dampness seeping into the fabric and spreading rapidly on her skin, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
She looked up and saw him stubbornly biting his lower lip, his facial features taut, as if trying hard not to show a distorted expression.
Large tears welled up in his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe them away, but then felt that his glasses were in the way. Without thinking, he took them off and placed them beside her pillow.
To be honest, seeing a man who is over 1.9 meters tall kneeling beside her, wiping away tears while massaging her stomach, is quite a strange sight.
Luo Xincheng wanted to tell him to stop crying, but then she thought that it would be too domineering to not even let him cry after she had deceived him for so long.
Never mind, never mind.
She silently turned her head and looked away.
But his tears seemed endless, no matter how much he wiped them away, a few would always slip through and drip onto her stomach, the slight chill making it impossible for her to ignore.
“…Don’t cry.” She said dryly, then paused, finally showing a little pity. “There are tissues on the table. If you really want to cry, just wipe your tears with a tissue. It’s not very hygienic to wipe with your hands.”
My eyes are already sensitive, and my hands have a lot of bacteria. If I keep rubbing them, my eyes will be bloodshot again.
Fu Zhiheng glanced at her quietly, without saying a word or making any extra movements, leaving everything as it was before.
He ignored her words and simply ignored them; that was his way of protesting.
Luo Xincheng covered her face, escaping reality for a while, before a faint, almost inaudible voice escaped from between her fingers.
"At first, I pretended not to know you because I was afraid you would retaliate against me. I thought it was better to avoid trouble, so I just pretended not to know you..."
He looked up in astonishment, unable to comprehend her thought process. "How could I possibly target you and retaliate against you?"
“Because…” She paused to find the right words, then slowly said, “You used to be powerless and penniless, so you probably didn’t feel there was anything wrong with being with me. But now that you’re about the same status as me, when you think back to that relationship, you’ll feel that it was unequal. Plus, I’ve always been bossing you around and saying hurtful things to you. You might think I’m deliberately insulting you and playing with you…”
Although sometimes it is indeed intentional.
She turned to her side, rubbing the blanket, and muttered under her breath, "Who knows if you'll see that relationship as a stain on your life, and hold a grudge against me, your ex-girlfriend who often humiliates you?"
"How could I possibly be that kind of person?"
In his haste, he leaned closer again, his hot breath brushing against her ear.
"You're my girlfriend, isn't it normal for you to ask me to do things?" he said matter-of-factly. "Why do you think I would hold a grudge? Do you think I'm such a petty person?"
Even if she sometimes said some humiliating things to him, wasn't that just a unique kind of fun between them?
It's not like he didn't get his pleasure!
Luo Xincheng's eyes darted around, "But when we broke up, I said those kinds of things, and you got really angry, like you wanted to slam the door and leave."
Fu Zhiheng suddenly fell silent, his expression turning somber as he lowered his eyes.
Seeing his reaction, Luo Xincheng knew, "You still remember, don't you?"
He sniffed hard and whispered, repeating what she had said, "You said we could never have a future. Even if we didn't break up after graduation, we would break up sooner or later. Even if I was willing to remain chaste for you and wait for you to return to China, at most I could only be your lover."
Luo Xincheng: "..."
Luo Xincheng: "You remember it so clearly, and you still say you don't hold a grudge!"
She herself couldn't remember exactly what she said at the time, only that after she finished speaking, he reacted extremely, staring at her with red eyes, and almost shouting at the top of his lungs that he would never be a mistress.
This startled Luo Xincheng.
When she first said those words, she was mostly joking, even trying to comfort his heartbroken heart after being dumped... Well, looking back now, her idea was indeed quite outrageous.
But she never expected Fu Zhiheng to be so angry.
You're a penniless nobody, it's already a favor that you're willing to be my lover, and you still dare to give me attitude? You really can't tell the difference between a king and a queen!
Enraged, Luo Xincheng made a few sarcastic remarks to him, then ignored his intense resentment, which was so strong it was almost condensed into water, and left without looking back.
Looking back on the breakup scene after many years, many details have been buried by the sands of time, but Luo Xincheng still can't forget his incredulous and hurt look at that time.
She didn't understand why he reacted so strongly. After all, in her mind, it was normal for couples in business marriages to each have their own lives. If she were to marry someone she didn't like, she would definitely find someone else she liked to provide her with emotional support.
It wasn't until the two met again and she learned of his illegitimate child status that Luo Xincheng belatedly understood his reaction at the time.
But it was too late to regret it, so she could only pretend not to know him and try to get away with it... Who knew he actually believed her? She had no choice but to continue the act...
"I don't hold a grudge against you."
Fu Zhiheng's Adam's apple bobbed as he explained in a low voice, "When Fu Chengming seduced my mother, he concealed the fact that he was already married, making her a mistress without her knowledge..."
He paused for a moment and didn't continue the topic, as if he were trying to gain sympathy.
"So when you said I was only fit to be your secret lover, I took my anger out on you." As he said this, he couldn't help but bend down, brushing a strand of hair from her face with his fingertips, and coaxed her softly, "I'm sorry, I must have been really fierce then, did I scare you?"
Luo Xincheng was stunned for a moment, not expecting to be comforted instead, and swallowed awkwardly.
"At the time, it was indeed a bit..."
"I'm sorry." He lowered his eyelids in self-reproach, and after a moment of dejection, he inexplicably perked up. "But I've figured it all out later!"
“My situation is completely different from my mother’s. Even if I were to become your lover, I would clearly know that I was doing so, and there would be no question of me being deceived by you!”
Luo Xincheng's expression gradually turned horrified. "Are you crazy?! Who would eagerly become someone's lover? Don't you have any dignity?"
"……dignity?"
His gaze turned resentful again as he looked at her, his whole body radiating bitterness. "I was so dignified when we broke up, but what good did it do? You still dumped me so decisively, blocking all my accounts, making it impossible for me to contact you."
"As long as I can be with you again, it doesn't matter if I throw away useless things like dignity."
He took her hand and pressed it against his face, nuzzling it affectionately. His eyes, still wet with tears, looked at her. "I love you so much, I only love you. Let's start over, okay?"
"I'm not joking." Fu Zhiheng's mind was clear, and his expression was more serious than ever before. "Since you returned to China, haven't you met anyone you like?"
"Those playboys who live a carefree life have no idea how many philandering schemes they have and how many people they've dated."
“I only have you, no one else. If you don’t believe me, you can have a private investigator investigate me. You can hire ten or eight and it won’t be a problem. I can withstand the investigation.”
As he spoke, he pecked her palm affectionately, his rosy eyes filled with tender affection.
"You won't even use stationery that someone else has used, so how could you accept a man who has been used by someone else?"
"I'm clean, use me however you like."
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