The Undeserved Joy

Xu Wanzhi stood from the bed, quietly dressing in his dark robe. He walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and slowly drank it. In a clear voice, he said, “I don’t need you to worry about my life. I apologize for the unnecessary trouble I’ve caused you recently, but please give me the space I need. I’m not accustomed to being constrained.”

Her concern for his health and urging him to take medicine had become constraint!

A sharp, dull pain arose in Qu Xiaojue’s heart. She tightened her hand, looking at his cold profile, and asked, “What kind of space do you want? Have you forgotten your identity? Have you also forgotten about An’er, our child?”

To him, An’er was just another family’s cute child.

Feeling the discussion’s origin was fundamentally not about him, Xu Wanzhi became increasingly displeased. Hearing this, he raised an eyebrow: “As you can see, we are merely passersby.” Here, he had always been alone.

“You—” She stared directly at him, her hand alternating between tight and loose. Had no one ever spoken to her more heartlessly, causing her such anger and helplessness?

Xu Wanzhi also sighed; he did not like to say such words, yet he couldn’t help but say so much. “Please forgive me, I truly just do not need your deliberate care.”

Qu Xiaojue stared at him for a while, her expression remaining neither cold nor warm. She thought about how her feelings today were rejected to this extent, which was truly stupid and laughable, and couldn’t help but laugh out loud, saying as she laughed, “Good, good—”

Laughing, she strode out the door, head held high.

Refusing Medicine

His body was not in good condition, but it was not his own. He could barely take care of himself and had no mind to nurture the original owner. Escaping was what he truly should care about. As for the excessive entanglement with Qu Xiaojue these past few days, he would better ignore it. Like today’s situation, getting too close was not good for anyone.

Qi’er entered carefully, watching his expression. Holding a bowl of medicine, he bit his lip and begged him to take care of himself. Xu Wanzhi asked, “Qi’er, do you think it’s very important whether I drink the medicine or not?”

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