Chapter 276 This Time I Love You
Mu Nanyan subconsciously thought, if Lu Yiran had said he loved her five years ago, would they be living happily now?
But no one can tell Mu Nanyan the answer, because there is no if...
"Lu Yiran, do you know? Five years ago, I would regard love as a lifeline, but now I only believe in what I hold in my hands."
Mu Nanyan's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of waking something up. At the end of her words, the corners of Mu Nanyan's mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc.
Lu Yiran's arms stiffened for a moment, and his breathing became noticeably heavier.
What did she mean? Did she no longer believe in love? Was it because of Su Muyang or because of me?
Mu Nanyan could feel his heartbeat suddenly become disordered, and his chest, pressed against her, rose and fell violently.
Mu Nanyan paused, as if she suddenly thought of something, with a bitter taste in her throat, and continued:
"Lu Yiran, my heart... died the day I chose to leave the capital..."
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Lu Yiran's heart.
He suddenly tightened his arms and buried his face deeply in the crook of her neck. Mu Nanyan could feel warm liquid sliding down her collarbone.
Did what happened back then hurt her so much? He seemed to be really wrong...
If he hadn't disappeared immediately after that night, and if he had spoken clearly to Nan Yan, would the outcome have been different...
Lu Yiran's mood at the moment was replaced by regret and heartache. He said to Mu Nanyan in a muffled voice with a heavy nasal tone:
"It doesn't matter, just stand there. This time, I'll be the one loving you... Just don't push me away..."
These words were so humble that they didn't seem to come from Lu Yiran's mouth.
The man who was so powerful in the business world now looked like a wanderer begging for alms, willing to humble himself in the dust.
Perhaps because of Lu Yiran's emotions, Mu Nanyan's eyes suddenly felt hot. She tilted her head back to prevent the accumulated tears from falling.
She didn't know why she was crying. Maybe she was sad for Mu Nanyan five years ago...
The man she once sincerely wanted to spend the rest of her life with is now finally willing to turn back and love her. Unfortunately, time has passed and she is no longer the Mu Nanyan who was looking forward to his return.
Lu Yiran's arms were still tightly around Mu Nanyan, and the two of them hugged each other in silence.
The moonlight outside the window shines through the gauze curtains onto the floor, casting two overlapping shadows.
Mu Nanyan could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat coming from his chest, one by one, steady and powerful.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Yiran finally let go of Mu Nanyan's hand.
He lowered his eyes and stared at her, with complex emotions surging in his eyes, but in the end he just whispered:
"Go back and have some rest. Good night."
His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.
"good evening."
Mu Nanyan responded softly, her eyes lingering on his face for a moment, and finally turned around and pushed open the door.
The window in the corridor was open, and the night wind blew in through the window, brushing against Mu Nanyan's hair and bringing a hint of coolness.
It was not until he heard the sound of a door closing next door that Lu Yiran slowly closed the door.
He leaned against the door panel, looked up at the ceiling, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
The moonlight stretched his figure very long, making him look particularly lonely.
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"bite--"
The ringing of the alarm clock broke the tranquility of the early morning. Chenchen rubbed his sleepy eyes, reached out to turn off the alarm clock, and slowly sat up.
He yawned slightly, rubbed his messy hair, fumbled for the clothes beside the bed, and slowly put them on.
After washing up, Chenchen walked out of the bathroom in slippers and suddenly realized something was wrong. The house was too quiet.
At this time of the day, the hum of the range hood or Mu Nanyan's gentle voice would have been heard from the kitchen:
"Chenchen, get ready for breakfast."
But today, the whole apartment was quiet, without even a hint of life.
Chenchen's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition came over him.
He stood on tiptoe and gently pushed open Mu Nanyan's bedroom door, and found that she was still sleeping soundly, breathing evenly and long.
He tiptoed to the bedside, stretched out his hand carefully, put one hand on Mu Nanyan's forehead, and touched his own with the other hand. After confirming that the temperature was normal, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
He almost thought Mu Nanyan was sick again.
When they were abroad, Mu Nanyan did the same thing once. She didn't wake up in the morning. Chenchen thought she was just too tired from working late, so he didn't disturb her.
But until noon, she still didn't move. Chenchen panicked and quickly called Cui Hao. Finally, Mu Nanyan was sent to the hospital with a high fever and it took three days for her to get better.
From then on, whenever Mu Nanyan didn't get up on time in the morning, Chenchen would reflexively reach out and touch her forehead, fearing that history would repeat itself.
Seeing that she was just sleeping soundly, Chenchen felt relieved, tiptoed out of the room, and closed the door considerately.
He packed his schoolbag, pushed the door open and walked out. Before leaving, he subconsciously glanced next door. The door of Lu Yiran's house was closed and there was no one in sight.
Chenchen wrinkled his nose and muttered in his heart:
"Strange, not only did Sister Yan not wake up today, but even the man who said he would take me to school this morning is nowhere to be seen. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
He curled his lips, made a face at the closed door, and grumbled quietly:
"Liar! You gave up after only a few days? Tsk tsk, as expected, men's words are deceiving!"
After saying that, he walked towards the elevator without looking back, and for the first time ever, he pressed the up button instead of the down button.
The elevator stopped on the 25th floor. Chenchen entered the password familiarly and pushed open the door of Cui Hao's house.
The sizzling sound of frying eggs came from the kitchen. Cui Hao heard the noise, poked his head out, raised his eyebrows and said:
"Hey, you don't have to go to school today? Why are you here?"
Chenchen threw his schoolbag onto the sofa and said confidently:
"Come and have a free meal! Sister Yan is still sleeping and there is no one to make breakfast for me."
Cui Hao said "Oh" as usual and asked casually:
"Is your mommy busy at work lately?"
Chenchen shrugged: "She never tells me these things. Maybe she stayed up late to work overtime again last night."
At this point, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Mu Nanyan urged him to go to bed early last night. It turned out that she wanted to get rid of him so that she could work secretly?
Cui Hao took out bread and bacon from the refrigerator and said without looking up:
"Okay, I'll make you a sandwich and then we can go to school."
Chenchen grinned and said sweetly:
"Thank you, Daddy!"
Cui Hao snorted lightly, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly:
"Come on, go wash your hands."
"oh."
Chenchen walked towards the bathroom with his short legs.
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