Chapter 159 Breaking Through Her Defenses
He raised his glass for the third time.
"This toast is for Xing'er." His voice lowered slightly. "I want to tell her... I'm sorry. I came back too late."
Gu Xingnian's fingers tightened slightly around the wine glass, and her eyes darkened.
"It is indeed a bit late," she said softly, her voice tinged with disappointment. Suddenly, she looked up and smiled. "But it's okay, at least I've seen you!"
"Bang!"
She tilted her head back and drank the wine in her glass again.
The two of them kept drinking, one glass after another. Later, they even toasted Lin Qi, Little D, the starry sky outside the window, Nianxin Pavilion, and the sacred tree...
In the end, both of them got drunk, their faces flushed and their eyes glazed over.
Fu Beichen went to the kitchen, brought out a cake with a lit candle on it, and a smiley face on the cake.
“哢”
He turned off the restaurant lights.
"Niannian, come here." He beckoned to her. "Come and make a wish."
She staggered over, "I make a wish, and I hope that Fu Beichen will live to be a hundred years old!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he blew out the candle in one breath.
At this moment, the two found themselves in a dark space, with only small spotlights on the wall still lit.
"It's getting dark, go to sleep." She staggered upstairs.
Seeing this, Fu Beichen strode forward and scooped her up in his arms.
His steps were a little unsteady, but he still held her firmly as they walked upstairs step by step.
"Look, I can fly!"
Held in his arms, Gu Xingnian's vision was upside down. She smiled and opened her arms, feeling light as if she were about to fly.
Fu Beichen felt a little dizzy, and carrying the restless girl in his arms, he walked towards her room.
Once in the room, he only turned on a small, dim bedside lamp.
The soft light enveloped the room in an ambiguous tranquility.
He gently placed her on the soft, large bed.
Gu Xingnian's hands were still wrapped around his neck, refusing to let go, her nose filled with his pleasant, refreshing scent and faint smell of alcohol.
His tall figure loomed over her. He leaned against the edge of the bed, looking intently at her, his eyes filled with deep affection and pain.
"From now on, take good care of yourself." His voice was hoarse, with a barely perceptible sob. "Live for yourself!"
He reached out and gently stroked her soft, long hair, his movements as tender as if he were handling a fragile treasure.
Gu Xingnian felt a lump in her throat and her eyes welled up with tears.
"Fu Beichen, you won't die, right?"
"You are not allowed to die unless I agree!"
She shouted domineeringly, and hot tears rolled down her cheeks.
Fu Beichen lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
"I will not die, I will not die."
"Don't cry." Fu Beichen bent down and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, his movements extremely tender.
She seemed half-drunk and half-awake, muttering to herself:
"Paper airplanes... are gone... the ones I wanted to pick up... are all gone..."
She was rambling incoherently, like a child who couldn't find her way home.
She suddenly jumped out of bed and staggered toward the bathroom.
Before long, the sound of rushing water filled the entire cramped space.
She stood fully clothed under the showerhead, letting the icy water pour over her head, soaking every inch of the fabric and clinging tightly to her skin.
cold.
Bone-chilling cold.
But the cold did nothing to clear her muddled mind.
Her chest felt heavy, as if a huge rock was pressing down on it, making it hard for her to breathe.
She looked up, her vision blurred by the rushing water that washed over her face, and she burst into uncontrollable sobs!
Yes, she knew; their story was coming to an end!
She couldn't make the antidote.
There's no time left!
She might... not be able to save him.
But how could she just watch him die?
Self-blame and pain struck at the same time, tearing at her heart.
pain!
Ouch!
Fu Beichen rushed into the bathroom and saw this scene—she was soaking wet, disheveled, and crying her heart out.
Fu Beichen felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out.
He stepped forward, turned off the cold water valve, and then hugged her tightly from behind, warming her with the heat of his body.
"Nian Nian... don't cry, don't cry."
She turned to look at him, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls. "I can't do it."
"What should I do? I can't do it."
"There's no time left... What should I do..."
"I don't want... him to die..."
Her head was throbbing, and she cried like a child, venting everything that was on her mind.
Fu Beichen hugged her and gently patted her back, "Niannian, be good, don't cry."
"It's okay, it's okay." He was so heartbroken that he couldn't contain himself. He cupped her face in his hands and earnestly told her, "In the next life, I will never forget you again, and I will never miss you again."
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Gu Xingnian felt weak all over and clung tightly to his neck, as if she were drowning and had grabbed a lifeline.
He became one with her; he possessed her once more.
In the latter half of the night, Gu Xingnian finally fell into a deep sleep, her breathing even.
Fu Beichen lay there for a while, then suddenly felt like his head was about to explode.
pain.
Sharp, intense pain assaulted him from all directions, threatening to engulf him entirely.
He staggered and quickly walked out of the room.
...
Fu Beichen woke up at noon the next day, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
He opened his eyes, and the world was already dark; he could no longer see.
“Lynch,” he shouted.
Lin Qi hurriedly entered the room, carrying a bowl of hangover soup.
"I can't see," he said sadly, then suddenly asked, "Why do I feel so weak all over?"
"I'll get a doctor right away," Lin Qi said anxiously.
"No need." He pinched the bridge of his nose, then suddenly asked, "Where's Niannian?"
"Madam, she's still sleeping and hasn't gotten up yet," Lin Qi quickly replied. "Madam, she drank too much last night, and I've already prepared a hangover soup for her."
"Who did she drink with yesterday? You?" Fu Beichen's expression turned ugly.
Lin Qi was startled and greatly alarmed.
Oh no, has the boss forgotten everything that happened last night? Wasn't this birthday a wonderful memory he deliberately created?
Was all for nothing?
Fu Beichen patted his head, but his mind was still blank.
He had absolutely no memory of last night's madness, nothing about it whatsoever...
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