Chapter 317 Confession
Lu Yuwu leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.
But in her mind, Fu Yan's anxious and worried look kept replaying.
Her heart raced uncontrollably as he reached out his hand.
Shang Wu sat down beside her, her gaze falling on her daughter with tenderness and complexity.
No one knows a daughter better than her mother.
Lu Yuwu's slightly trembling eyelids clearly showed her inner turmoil.
Thinking of Jin Ting's hostile provocation at the banquet, and Fu Yan's untimely yet sincere concern, her thoughts became clearer.
Back at the villa, Lu Rang patted his daughter on the shoulder and went straight to the study, leaving the mother and daughter alone.
Shang Wu pulled Lu Yuwu to sit down on the soft sofa in the living room. She didn't rush to speak, but gently held Lu Yuwu's slightly cool hand, silently conveying warmth.
After a long silence, Lu Yuwu finally spoke in a low voice, her voice tired and hoarse: "Mom, did I mess up again?"
Shang Wu gently shook her head, her voice soft: "Xiao Wu, tell Mom, what's really going on between you and Fu Yan? The person you truly love has always been him, hasn't he?"
Lu Yuwu's body stiffened abruptly, and she suddenly raised her head, meeting her tolerant eyes.
All pretense could no longer be maintained.
Her nose tingled, her eyes quickly reddened, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
"mom……"
Lu Yuwu choked up, her voice filled with grievance, "I don't know. We were together before, but there were many misunderstandings later. He wouldn't listen to my explanation and just assumed that I liked someone else."
"He said he didn't want me anymore, he blocked me and ignored me. I was very sad and angry, so when Senior Gu Yan confessed to me, I..."
"So you agreed, hoping to spite him or force yourself to move forward, is that right?" Shang Wu picked up where she left off, her tone filled with concern, not blame.
Lu Yuwu bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, and nodded heavily.
"But I don't think I can do it. I feel uncomfortable seeing him with Jin Ting, I worry when I see him fighting because of me, and seeing him like that just now..."
She pointed to her chest, sobbing uncontrollably, "It still hurts so much, and it's so chaotic."
Shang Wu gently pulled her daughter into her arms, stroking her hair and comforting her as she had when she was a child.
Once Lu Yuwu's crying had subsided, she spoke softly and recounted a past event.
“Xiaowu, when your mother was young, she did something similar.”
Lu Yuwu lifted her head from her mother's arms, looking at her with teary eyes.
Shang Wu's gaze became somewhat distant, tinged with a faint sense of melancholy.
"At that time, your father and I also separated because of some things. I tried to drive him away by pretending to be in a relationship with someone else."
"And then what happened?" Lu Yuwu couldn't help but ask.
"And then?" Shang Wu smiled, a hint of relief in her smile. "Later I realized that I could never forget your father. To that man, it was actually more unfair for me to be with him. He gave his true feelings, but what he got in return was a fickle heart that held someone else."
She looked into Lu Yuwu's eyes, her tone becoming serious: "Xiaowu, I'm telling you this not to criticize you. Everyone gets confused when they're young, makes mistakes, and tries to test things out or escape in childish ways."
"However, we must know when to cut our losses, especially when our actions may harm an innocent person."
"I've already checked out Gu Yan for you. He's a reliable and earnest boy, and I'm sure his feelings for you are genuine."
"If you clearly have someone else in your heart, but stay with him out of spite or for other reasons, it is a great disrespect to him and a form of deception."
“To waste someone else’s youth and feelings is a very heavy thing.”
Lu Yuwu listened in a daze. Her mother's words were like a key, unlocking a tightly closed corner of her heart.
The vague guilt and pressure I felt when I was with Gu Yan these past few days finally found their source at this moment.
She enjoyed Gu Yan's gentleness and care, but she always reserved a place for Fu Yan in her heart, which was cruel to Gu Yan.
"But Mom, is there still a chance for me and Fu Yan...?"
Lu Yuwu's voice carried an uncertain vulnerability, "He feels that I'm toying with his feelings..."
"If he has no feelings for you, he will only ignore you instead of getting angry. Getting angry usually means that he still cares."
Shang Wu gently wiped away her daughter's tears. "If he really had no feelings for you, he wouldn't have reacted that way just now. As for the misunderstanding, as long as our hearts are turned towards each other, it will be resolved one day."
"But the premise is that you must first sort out your own feelings and face him and yourself with an honest and clean mind."
She held Lu Yuwu's hand: "Xiaowu, listen to your mother's advice. Find a suitable opportunity to talk things out with Gu Yan and break up properly. Don't delay the person who is truly good to you because you are afraid to face it or are greedy for that temporary warmth. This is being responsible for yourself and respecting Gu Yan."
Lu Yuwu remained silent for a long time.
Her mother's words and that past event stirred within her.
She recalled the gentle look in Gu Yan's eyes when he looked at her, the impulsive, defiant way she had agreed to his request, and Fu Yan's eyes, which were sometimes icy cold and sometimes burning hot.
Finally, she took a deep breath, as if a huge burden had been lifted, and her eyes gradually became clear.
Lu Yuwu looked at Shang Wu and nodded heavily: "Mom, I understand. I will explain it to Gu Yan."
After making this decision, although she was still uneasy about her future with Fu Yan, the heavy burden in her heart was greatly reduced.
...
The next day, Lu Yuwu asked Gu Yan to meet her at a coffee shop near the school.
Gu Yan smiled gently as he ordered her favorite latte.
"Xiao Wu, why did you suddenly ask me out today?" Gu Yan's smile was as warm as ever.
Lu Yuwu stirred the coffee in her cup, not daring to look him in the eye. After a long pause, she finally mustered the courage to speak: "Gu Yan, I'm sorry."
Gu Yan's smile froze slightly.
"I think we should break up." Lu Yuwu raised her head, her eyes filled with guilt and sincerity. "You are a very, very good person, gentle and considerate, and you are very good to me. But I'm sorry, I still have feelings for Fu Yan."
"I was too impulsive and immature to agree to be with you before. It's not fair to you, and I can't hold you back any longer."
She finished speaking in one breath, anxiously awaiting Gu Yan's response.
Gu Yan remained silent for a long time. Sunlight shone on his glasses, reflecting a faint halo that made it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes.
Just when Lu Yuwu thought he would get angry and criticize her, he sighed instead.
"Actually, I had a pretty good idea."
Gu Yan's voice remained gentle, but carried a hint of disappointment, "The way you look at him is always different from how you look at me."
Lu Yuwu stared at him in astonishment.
Gu Yan smiled, but the smile seemed forced: "You still like him, and you don't like me at all, right?"
Lu Yuwu pursed her lips and nodded.
"I understand." Gu Yan picked up his slightly cooled coffee, took a sip, and spoke calmly.
"Thank you for being honest with me. Although I'm a little sad, it's better than being kept in the dark all along."
He put down his cup, looked at Lu Yuwu, his eyes clear and understanding, "Xiaowu, I wish you happiness. I hope you can clear up the misunderstanding with him."
His magnanimity and understanding deepened Lu Yuwu's sense of guilt. "Senior Gu Yan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry?"
"No need to apologize." Gu Yan stood up, his smile becoming more relaxed. "Feelings can't be forced. We're still friends, right?"
Lu Yuwu nodded vigorously, her eyes red-rimmed.
Watching Gu Yan's departing figure from the coffee shop, Lu Yuwu felt a mix of emotions.
She felt a sense of relief, guilt, and uncertainty about the future.
In any case, she finally made a choice according to her own heart, and avoided causing deeper harm to a kind person.
Having dealt with her immediate concerns, the next step was between her and Fu Yan. In any case, at least she could face things more openly.
...
The living room of the Lu family home was warm and cozy over the weekend.
Lu Yuwu sat cross-legged on the sofa, absentmindedly flipping through a fashion magazine, but her ears were always perked up, listening for any sounds outside the door.
Since breaking up with Gu Yan and making up her mind to face the issues with Fu Yan, she has been feeling very uneasy.
She hadn't figured out how to start the conversation.
Will that proud and awkward guy listen to her explanation of the misunderstanding?
Shang Wu carried over a plate of washed fruit and placed it on the coffee table in front of her daughter. She said casually, "Xiao Wu, your father said he hasn't seen Yan Yan in a long time. He invited him over for lunch today."
Lu Yuwu's hand, which was turning the pages of the magazine, suddenly stopped. Her heart skipped a beat. She looked up at her mother with a flustered expression.
"Call him here? Why?"
Shang Wu picked up an apple and slowly peeled it, her eyes gentle: "It's nothing, just having a meal. The Fu family and our family have been friends for generations, so isn't it normal to invite him over for a meal? Why are you so nervous?"
"I...I'm not nervous at all!" Lu Yuwu said stubbornly, but her cheeks began to burn involuntarily.
She lowered her head, pretending to continue reading the magazine, but her mind was in turmoil.
What do Mom and Dad mean by this?
Just before noon, the doorbell rang.
Lu Yuwu sprang up from the sofa almost reflexively, then forced herself to sit back down, picked up a magazine to cover her face, only revealing a pair of eyes that were secretly glancing towards the door.
Shang Wu smiled and went to open the door.
Fu Yan stood at the door, wearing a simple gray sweater. He seemed to have lost some weight and his imposing sharpness had diminished.
He was also carrying an exquisite gift box.
"Aunt Shang, I'm sorry to bother you." He nodded slightly, his tone polite.
"Why are you being so polite?" Shang Wu smiled and welcomed him inside.
Fu Yan walked into the living room and saw the figure on the sofa.
His eyes flickered slightly as he handed the gift box to Shang Wu.
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