Duan Ye felt indebted to Ye Nuan because he had given all his heart to Nan Xing in previous years. Therefore, he remembered everything Ye Nuan did and said, and always responded to her requests.
But... Ye Nuan doesn't remember any of that. Of all the things he said, Ye Nuan only remembers the ones that were bad for her.
Ye Nuan never understood that in this world, crows don't speak sweet words, iron trees don't bloom, there are no evergreen trees in the world, and they can leave whenever they want.
Ye Nuan didn't come to her senses until Duan Ye's car drove past her. Her emotions collapsed again, and she screamed, "Duan Ye!!! You bastard!!!"
Duan Ye didn't even turn his head; he just floored the accelerator.
Luo Qingyuan glanced at the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "So heartless?"
Duan Ye did not answer.
Luo Qingyuan didn't mind, and simply said softly, "Let's start from the heart, Duan Ye."
She knew everything about Duan Ye, so she understood his current state of mind.
But ultimately, people can't truly empathize.
Upon hearing this, Duan Ye smiled and nodded, "Yes, let's start over."
Luo Qingyuan smiled and shook her head: "No, I meant to start from the heart, not to start over."
Duan Ye was somewhat stunned.
Luo Qingyuan said, "Take your time, there's no rush."
Duan Ye: "Aren't you my wife? How come you seem to handle this situation of your ex coming to your door with more ease than I do?"
Luo Qingyuan: "What do you mean by 'handling things with ease'? I mean I completely trust you, okay?"
Duan Ye laughed: "Nonsense."
Seeing him smile, Luo Qingyuan felt much better: "I just wanted to tell you that meeting the wrong person will drain you, while meeting the right person will heal you. The best self-discipline for adults is to cut your losses in time. Everyone has obsessions, but you can't be stubborn and refuse to see the truth."
Upon hearing this, Duan Ye asked, "Then, Miss Luo, are you the right person or the wrong person?"
Luo Qingyuan's dark eyes darted around: "Well, I can't give you a definite answer yet."
Duan Ye: "You're quite honest."
Luo Qingyuan: "I would never lie."
Duan Ye: "Really?"
Luo Qingyuan: "It's fake."
Duan Ye was amused and his earlier gloom vanished: "Forget it, I shouldn't have expected you to say anything nice. It's getting late, let's go eat. What do you want to eat?"
Luo Qingyuan: "Western food."
Duan Ye: "Do you have any recommendations?"
Luo Qingyuan: "It's near home. Let's go back after we finish eating. We're all tired today, so we won't go to the shop. The workers will close the doors and windows when they're done."
Duan Ye nodded: "That works too."
So Duan Ye turned the car around and drove straight home.
Ye Nuan remained standing there, stunned, her face deathly pale. The driver who had been peeping at her couldn't bear to watch any longer and drove back, asking, "Miss, would you like Uncle to take you home?"
Ye Nuan snapped out of her daze, got into the car without even looking, and said, "Warm Home on Youth Road, thank you."
The driver responded and drove off.
As darkness fell, countless neon lights flashed across Ye Nuan's face, and the scenery outside the window rushed past.
The driver glanced at Ye Nuan and said comfortingly, "Young lady, in this world, everyone can live without anyone else. Since he doesn't cherish you, just close your eyes and move on. People should always look forward."
Ye Nuan turned to look out the window and said softly, "But he said he would always love me... How can someone break their promise?"
The driver chuckled twice and said, "Young lady, you're still too young. What you say when you're in love might be true, but after you break up, it's all bullshit."
Ye Nuan's tears immediately fell, and the driver's smile vanished: "Little girl...you...you don't cry, it's not a big deal, is it?"
Ye Nuan burst into tears and couldn't stop crying. The driver couldn't persuade her to stop, so he finally sighed and shut up.
Ye Nuan, her hands trembling, took out her phone and kept calling Duan Ye: "Please answer the phone... I'm begging you..."
But Duan Ye had already blocked Ye Nuan, so he couldn't answer her calls at all.
It was 8 p.m.
Duan Ye and Luo Qingyuan arrived at a romantic Western restaurant, while Ye Nuan returned home.
Warm Home 101 is an old residential community with no elevators and only a surveillance camera at the entrance.
As soon as Ye Nuan got home, Ms. Chen came out. Seeing Ye Nuan, she was taken aback at first, then asked in confusion, "Nuan Nuan, why are you home? Isn't today Wednesday? Don't you have class tomorrow?"
Ye Nuan was changing her shoes with her head down: "Yeah, I don't have class tomorrow, I want to go home."
Chen Li immediately felt something was off: "You never come home on weekends, are you really okay?"
Ye Nuan: "It's nothing."
Chen Li: "In that case, you can take your brother to school tomorrow morning."
Ye Nuan paused slightly as she was about to enter the bedroom: "Mom, I'm in a bad mood. I want to sleep in a little longer tomorrow."
Chen Li rolled her eyes: "What could a little kid like him have to be in a bad mood about?"
Ye Nuan was too lazy to argue with Chen Li and just wanted to go back to her room to sleep.
Before she could even close the door, Chen Li asked again, "Have you eaten?"
Ye Nuan felt a slight warmth in her heart. Although her mother had some feudal ideas, she still cared about her.
Finally, Ye Nuan smiled and said, "Not yet."
Chen Li: "There are vegetables in the kitchen. Go and get some for yourself. Mom has to go play mahjong with your Aunt Wang."
Ye Nuan's smile froze. As she watched Ms. Chen change her shoes and prepare to leave, anger quickly welled up inside her.
Ye Nuan: "Mom, can you please stop gambling?"
Chen Li's expression darkened slightly: "It's just playing mahjong, what gambling? I'll be back in a bit."
Ye Nuan: "Mom! My brother and I still need to go to school. Can you please consider us?"
Chen Li also started to get impatient: "Ye Nuan! Don't think that just because you're in college and have studied for a few more days, you can boss your mother around like your damn father."
Ye Nuan: "Mom, can you please not mention Dad?"
Chen Li sneered: "He's already married another woman, and you're still protecting him? Ye Nuan, you really have no conscience! Don't you even think about who raised you and paid for your university education all these years?"
Ye Nuan took a deep breath: "Mom, we're talking about your problem right now, not Dad's. Can you please stop changing the subject?"
Chen Li: "Ugh, this is so annoying, go back to sleep!"
The words were followed by a loud "bang" as the door slammed shut.
Ye Nuan's heart ached again, and the emotions she had finally managed to compose herself collapsed once more. She couldn't help but close the door and burst into tears in her room.
Ye Nuan didn't know how long she had been crying when she heard someone carefully open the door to her room.
Ye Nuan looked up and saw ten-year-old Ye Xiaotian leaning against the door, cautiously asking, "Sister, are you hungry? I cooked you some instant noodles, can you get up and eat?"
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