Chapter 114 Would you like to come back with me?
Ji Mingxiu sat by the window of the tavern, watching couples passing by on the opposite street, laughing and joking, intimately close.
He tilted his head back and drank the entire glass of wine, but it couldn't wash away the bitterness and pain in his heart.
Scenes kept flashing through his mind: the first time he saw the two of them getting into the car together, the second time he saw them sitting close together at the meeting, and the third time he saw the video that Yu Yan had shown him.
When they're together, they're like a perfect couple, so harmonious that it's obvious to anyone who sees them that they're a couple.
These images keep flashing before my eyes, I can't shake them off.
He could only drink glass after glass, trying to clear his mind with alcohol.
But the more he drank, the clearer he became, and the images became increasingly vivid, as if he were reliving the scene.
The thought of Bo Wei leaving him and belonging to another man brought tears to his eyes, and he gripped his wine glass tighter and tighter.
I can't bear to part with it, and my heart aches dully with pain.
How can I accept that the person I've loved for so many years is ultimately leaving me?
"Ha, how can I be content with this?" he muttered to himself, downing another glass of wine.
A passing shop assistant watched him drink glass after glass and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Brother, drink less. The way you're drinking is a bit dangerous."
"It's nothing." Ji Mingxiu turned his head away, not wanting anyone to see his reddened eyes.
He opened his phone and looked at the WeChat message Bo Wei had sent him.
She had clearly made him a late-night snack at home, waiting for him to come back and eat.
Everything was in harmony; there was no sign that I was about to leave.
After a moment, he gave a self-deprecating laugh.
From the very beginning, she said she didn't like herself.
These words were spoken on the day she made the promise to herself, and the two of them tacitly agreed that if one day she met someone she truly loved, she would leave, and he would let go as well.
Now, she has a better option.
A handsome, extremely wealthy man who was willing to kneel down to put her shoes on.
What woman wouldn't be attracted to a man like that?
However, I already couldn't bear to part with it.
Another glass of wine was downed, and soon the bottle was empty.
Ji Mingxiu's phone suddenly rang, and he quickly picked it up. It was a message from the family group chat.
It was so late, yet messages were still being sent in the group chat. Ji Mingxiu clicked on it.
The top one is a video sent by my mom.
In the video, the elderly man on the hospital bed has a dark and weak complexion, with an IV tube inserted into the back of his aged hand.
My grandfather is old and in poor health. He has been frequently hospitalized since the Lunar New Year.
Recently, as autumn turned, it rained twice in my hometown, and the weather suddenly turned cold, so the elderly person was hospitalized again.
Mom pointed her phone at Grandpa and asked, "Dad, what did you just say? Say it again."
Grandpa's eyes were cloudy, and his voice was weak and hard to hear. He held the phone to his ear and asked, "When does Mingxiu get a holiday? How many days off for National Day? Is he coming over?"
Mom: "You know it's almost National Day? You'll have to ask Mingxiu when he wakes up tomorrow. He'll be asleep by 11 pm, he has to go to work tomorrow."
Grandpa: "Okay, Mingxiu's girlfriend, is she fully recovered? Is she coming back this time?"
Mom: "Everyone's back to work now. Whether they can come back or not, you'll have to ask them."
Grandpa: "Sigh~ Is this alright? If I die, it will delay him for another three years."
His mother quickly said to him, "Dad, you're talking nonsense!"
Grandpa remained silent, his face showing an expression of having long since seen through and accepted it all. "It wouldn't be a pity if I died at my age. Mingxiu is not young anymore, you should still ask the questions you need to ask. You can't expect the young girl to ask first."
Ji Mingxiu remained silent after listening to the video.
My already bittersweet mood became even heavier at this moment.
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Morning.
Bo Wei opened the door and froze at the entrance.
The dimly lit, quiet living room was filled with the smell of alcohol that had been left overnight.
Ji Mingxiu sat on the sofa with his hands on his lap, his head hanging down, exuding an aura of dejection.
Next to the sofa were a pile of empty soda cans and bottles.
He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and hadn't even changed his shoes.
"Mingxiu?"
Ji Mingxiu did not respond. Bo Wei casually put her bag on the table, walked over to him, bent down to check on him, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." His voice was hoarse and low, carrying the weariness and estrangement of someone who hadn't slept all night.
Bo Wei was somewhat taken aback when she heard the distance in his voice.
"Mingxiu, you..." She wanted to ask if he already knew she wanted to break up, "Why did you drink so much? Didn't you sleep all night?"
Ji Mingxiu slowly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes bloodshot.
He gazed at her for a long time, looking at her face so closely for the first time.
Upon closer inspection, her features were even more alluring, and her eyes held a unique charm; her beauty was breathtaking.
Anyone would not let go of someone like that.
"Weiwei," he said hoarsely.
Bo Wei's heart was in her throat, wondering what he would say. "Hmm."
He stared intently at her. "My grandfather is in the hospital again. He's been sick a lot this year and his condition is very poor. I want to go back and see him during the National Day holiday. Grandpa has been talking nonsense lately, and he mentioned you, asking about your health and whether you could come back with me. Would you like to come back with me to see him?"
There was a strange kind of obsession in his eyes, one she had never seen before.
Bo Wei didn't speak, but felt as if her heart had suddenly fallen silent.
It was so quiet that there wasn't a sound, like a stagnant pool.
The image of the future in my mind was quickly enveloped by a sudden backlight, turning everything into a white blur, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
For a long time, so long that Ji Mingxiu could barely hold on any longer.
"Okay, can you book the tickets for me?"
Her voice was flat, and her expression remained unchanged, just like usual.
Ji Mingxiu couldn't tell her feelings. He secretly clenched his fist. He knew it was despicable to bring these things up, but he did it anyway.
Forgive him for his selfishness this time.
The thought of breaking up and never belonging to him again made him feel suffocated.
That man is outstanding, handsome, and wealthy—these are advantages, but perhaps also disadvantages.
The world of the wealthy is too complicated and too different from that of ordinary people. Even if they get together, they may not necessarily be happy.
And I will always be loyal to her.
"Okay, I'll book the tickets today."
Bo Wei wanted to nod, but found that it required a lot of effort. "Okay."
She crouched down, picked up the scattered cans and bottles from the ground, and threw them into the trash can. "How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"
"It's nothing." He looked a little embarrassed as he watched her clean up the mess. "I was just too worried about Grandpa, so I wasn't in a good mood."
Bo Wei finished tidying up and stood up. "You didn't sleep all night, so take the day off and get some rest. I'll order you breakfast later. Don't go to work today."
"I'm fine. I'll get ready and go to work. Wait for me a bit, we can go together." He stood up, staggering slightly.
Bo Wei quickly helped him up, saying, "You shouldn't go to work today; your health is more important."
"No, I've been very busy these past few days, and taking leave would delay the progress. It's just that I've been sitting for a long time, it's fine, I'm in good spirits." After he stood up, he did look normal, and even his voice had returned to normal.
"I'll be quick, wait for me a moment." He went inside to wash up, while Bo Wei stood in the living room, seemingly lost in thought.
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