Chapter 311 Ironic and Tragic
Xiao Yunfeng took a short nap in the afternoon. When he woke up, Su Jin, who should have been by his bedside, was replaced by Liu Wanrong.
His relaxed expression just a second ago was immediately replaced by indifference.
"Yunfeng, you're awake. The chicken soup is ready. I specially brought it in a thermos, and it's still warm."
Liu Wanrong's ingratiating voice was so gentle it could melt your heart, and she couldn't wait to let him taste her cooking.
Xiao Yunfeng glanced around the ward. "Where's Xiao Jin?"
Liu Wanrong's hand tightened as she picked up the thermos, a hint of jealousy flashing beneath her lowered eyes.
"She went back to her unit."
Xiao Yunfeng frowned, and even the air in the ward seemed a little oppressive.
Liu Wanrong clearly sensed his displeasure and immediately explained, "She said the military training is intense, and we definitely can't be late tomorrow. She asked me to stay here and take care of you."
He was clearly a little guilty when he said that last sentence.
"No need. You can go back now."
Xiao Yunfeng's cold words revealed his ruthlessness and indifference.
Liu Wanrong's expression froze. Thinking of their unpleasant parting last time, she didn't even have the courage to ask another question.
"Yunfeng, even if we're not lovers, we're still friends, right? You need someone to take care of you right now."
She doesn't care what status she has as long as she can stay.
Xiao Yunfeng was starting to get impatient. "Wanrong, how many times do I have to tell you before you understand?"
Perhaps the little girl is right; only his marriage can completely dispel her thoughts.
Liu Wanrong's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly tried to change the subject, "Yunfeng, I've been simmering this chicken soup for three hours, you should at least try some, right?"
As she spoke, she poured out chicken soup, even deliberately showing her left wrist, which was scalded red by the soup.
A rich aroma wafted out.
Xiao Yunfeng: "I don't like drinking chicken soup."
Liu Wanrong's hand holding the chicken soup trembled, and her face turned somewhat pale.
The ward fell into a deathly silence.
It was unclear how much time had passed before Liu Wanrong finally put the chicken soup back on the table, her fingers turning red from the heat of the soup bowl.
"Xiao Yunfeng, can't you see what I've done for you?"
For the past ten years or so, she has devoted all her thoughts and energy to him.
Xiao Yunfeng listened to her self-deprecating tone with a blank expression, but what followed was like a sharp blade that wounded him.
“I did not ask you to do these things.”
Liu Wanrong's eyes instantly reddened, and she laughed as tears fell, "Yes, you never asked me to do it. It was my own fault for being so shameless and insisting on throwing myself at you!"
"However! Xiao Yunfeng, even if you don't want to admit it, I still have to tell you clearly that the person who slept with you that night was me!"
She growled excitedly, determined that if she stuck to that one night, this man would never be able to get rid of her for the rest of his life!
Finally, she saw the emotions that had been stirred by her on Xiao Yunfeng's face.
disgust!
I feel a deep sense of disgust!
It's both ironic and pathetic!
“It wasn’t you,” Xiao Yunfeng retorted almost calmly.
Driven mad by his unwavering conviction, Liu Wanrong recounted the story without a care for shame, "That night, you were drunk. You hugged me and told me you liked me and wanted to be with me. After you kissed me, you tore open my shirt..."
"Enough!" Upon hearing these descriptions, Xiao Yunfeng felt waves of nausea, as if a dead fly was stuck in his throat.
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