Chu E gazed at her for a long time before quietly leaving the hospital room, dialing Luo Xuan’s number: “She just woke up and has fallen asleep again. Come here, I have something to tell you!”
The car slid past the fashion store, leaving Gu Yunzhi behind. In a daze, she suddenly remembered that line of poetry: “Returning your bright pearl with tears falling, wishing we had not met before marriage!” Tears immediately welled up and overflowed.
The driver, a man in his forties, saw her silent tears in the rearview mirror and thoughtfully handed her a few tissues.
She returned home feeling melancholic. The entire afternoon, her mind was in a trance, listless in everything she did. Until Gu Yunzhi’s phone call came in the evening.
She didn’t answer the phone, just staring blankly at the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrating repeatedly.
The ringtone finally stopped. Shortly after, a text message sound beeped twice.
Chu Ye slowly opened it, and as expected, it was from him: Little Ye, are you angry with me?
Chu Ye couldn’t describe her feelings, a mix of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy. Especially when thinking about the scene from the afternoon, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable and jealous. She was angry that he didn’t answer her calls and that he went shopping with his wife! Seeing them chatting and laughing together like a perfect couple made her almost go crazy!
Anger? Jealousy? Envy? Chu Ye suddenly realized with a start – could she have truly fallen in love with him? That steady and calm man? That married man eight years her senior?
Oh, God! Chu Ye was stunned by this sudden realization, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
The air conditioner blew gently, but Chu Ye felt hot and restless. She wandered around the room like a trapped beast, unable to escape her cage. What should I do? What should I do? She murmured, feeling increasingly suffocated. Unconsciously, she picked up the water glass from the coffee table and took a sip, but when she put it down, it was empty. The cup fell with a clang, shattering into blue and white porcelain fragments.
Chu Ye hurriedly tried to pick up the fragments and accidentally cut her finger. Bright red blood gushed out.
