Nan Chu's voice was choked in his throat, and his heart suddenly ached.
You can't blame her. It was he who broke up her and Brother Jing. She did nothing wrong.
"Master, Madam, the soup is ready." The maid came in with the soup.
"What soup?" Xie Yan's voice was nasal.
"Madam asked me to bring it here." The maid smiled at him.
Nan Chu smiled and stood up, took the soup bowl from the maid, picked up the soup spoon and stirred it, "Husband, drink the soup, Chu Chu fed you personally."
Xie Yan took a sip and found that the soup made by Chu Chu was really not tasty.
Nan Chu glanced at his reaction. Isn't it delicious? That's because she didn't make it with her heart.
"Chu Chu, can you stop drinking?" Xie Yan asked carefully.
Having just had his meal, he is not hungry yet.
Nan Chu's eyes misted up instantly, "If you don't want to drink, forget it."
"Chu Chu, don't be angry, I'll drink it." Xie Yan took the bowl and drank it in big gulps.
Nan Chu looked at him with complicated eyes, one last time.
Xie Yan smiled, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and handed the empty bowl to Nan Chu, "Chu Chu, drink it up."
"Um."
"Chu Chu, it's getting late." Xie Yan put down the bowl and looked at her with burning eyes.
Nan Chu pursed the corners of his lips.
Xie Yan blew out the light, and the room became dark in an instant. He carefully carried Nan Chu to the bed and lowered the bed curtains.
"Chu Chu." Xie Yan breathed rapidly and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
After kissing her on the lips, Nan Chu clenched his arms tightly with both hands.
For the last time.
…
The next morning.
Yan Shiyao knocked on Xuan Yanyu's room door.
"Brother Yu, could you please stop lending money to Ningning?" Yan Shiyao sighed.
Xuan Yanyu picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, "What did she do again?"
"Her room is full of small items. How are we going to take them with us when we leave?" Yan Shiyao took the teacup and took a small sip.
Xuan Yanyu raised his eyebrows.
"All she bought were useless things. If she gets married in the future, it won't be a good habit to keep a mistress." Yan Shiyao was helpless.
My husband will scold me.
Xuan Yanyu stroked the teacup with his fingers and didn't respond.
Yan Shiyao continued nagging, "Brother Yu, you should be more careful in the future and don't be too intimate with Ningning."
Ningning is getting married after all, and her husband will mind in the future.
Brother Yu doesn’t come from a good family, and his father would never agree to let Ningning marry him.
If Ningning wants to marry, she must marry a prince, or at least a marquis.
Xuan Yanyu's fingertips, which were stroking the teacup, paused slightly.
"Brother Yu, please accompany me down the mountain." Yan Shiyao changed the subject.
Xuan Yanyu raised his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Ningning keeps talking about wanting to eat cakes, let's buy her some."
"Yeah." Xuan Yanyu nodded.
Yan Shiyao pursed her lips and couldn't help asking, "Brother Yu, do you... like Ningning?"
"Like?" Xuan Yanyu raised his eyebrows, "No."
He just didn't want her to leave his side.
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