He was a renowned teacher who taught in a mountain village for decades, worthy of great respect.
"Xiao Zhi gave up long ago, but I forcibly kept him from leaving. In the na of love, I actually gave him nothing but pain and suffering. Xiao Zhi actually... hates . The more I do, the heavier his burden becos, the more he wants to break free."
There was no sadness, no regret for the past, and no resentnt.
From beginning to end, she had a look of relief on her face, her gaze clear and bright.
"It’s not just you; everyone is like this," Nan Wan stood up, found the remote, and lowered the air conditioner’s wind speed a bit. "The line of death is too frightening; everyone wants to hold on to the other person, to look at this world a little longer, to accompany you more, even if it ans exhausting everything."
A teenager, yet he stayed in the hospital for three years, witnessing too much life and death, his ntal maturity far surpassing that of his peers.
"Over the past few months, I’ve co to understand," Bai Ruoshu said softly, looking at the tea in the paper cup with a lowered head. "I took Nan Huaiyu’s money, so I’m not innocent, and I can’t bla others."
Suddenly realizing she misspoke again, she looked up at Nan Wan and apologetically smiled, "Oh, he doesn’t go by that na anymore; he’s called Stefan now."
Nan Huaiyu...
That na disappeared along with Bai Ruoshu in Qing City.
If she hadn’t brought it up voluntarily, Nan Wan would have almost forgotten about him. Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the remote control.
"...You two?"
Though Nan Wan only uttered two words, Bai Ruoshu thought she should know what Nan Wan wanted to ask.
But she didn’t answer Nan Wan’s question and instead said, "He used to really like you."
That man, at seven years old, already knew what he bore. His biological father was killed by Nan Chengzhi in a car accident, his biological mother slept every day in the sa bed as Nan Chengzhi, and he still had to call that man ’Dad’.
In such dark tis, Nan Wan was his only light.
That’s why there was such obsessive love.
He clearly wanted to get close, yet he couldn’t bear to hurt.
Nan Wan didn’t look at her, only slightly lowered her head, organizing the scattered papers on the desk, her voice very calm, "You also said, it was in the past."
As for now, Bai Ruoshu knew better than her.
The other party evidently didn’t like discussing this topic, so Bai Ruoshu didn’t continue, took a sip of tea, and said with a faint smile, "Mr. Nan has returned what he deserved to him."
What did you an...
Nan Wan’s hand stopped moving, looking at her with unclear understanding.
Sitting for a long ti made her waist a bit sore, Bai Ruoshu stood up to fetch water, "A week ago, a car accident happened on the streets of Paris and made it to the newspapers. The car owner was Stefan, a well-known CEO of a transnational company."
As she said the latter half of the sentence, a touch of sarcasm appeared in Wen Wan’s gentle voice, emotion that was highly at odds with her usually calm deanor reflected even in her crystal-clear eyes.
But it only lasted a few seconds.
After filling the hot water and turning around, her face remained as bright and clean as ever.
However, the words that ca out were of two extres, "He fell into a deep coma, giving the chance to return ho."
Just like: he died so I could live.
Nan Wan’s body beca a bit stiff, probably because the air conditioner was too cold, even making it hard to move her fingers.
She needed a bit of ti to digest this information.
So Bai Ruoshu ant: the car accident that Nan Huaiyu once caused was returned to him in full by her third brother.
After a while, Nan Wan collected her thoughts, her lips parted, she asked, "And your child?"
Upon hearing this, the smile on Bai Ruoshu’s lips froze, and she didn’t even notice the hot water spilling on the back of her hand.
Her eyes lowered, hiding all her emotions.
After what seed like a long ti, she finally spoke, "The child... is still in Paris. I can’t bring him back..."
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Bai Ruoshu stayed in the office for half an hour and left after drinking two cups of tea.
Before leaving, she asked Nan Wan to pass along her thanks to Shen Zhii, thanking her for the care she had shown Xiao Zhi.
Bai Ruoshu and Nan Huaiyu were married, regardless of how their marriage began or whether it still exists now, their relationship couldn’t be explained in a few words.
Honestly, the suffering she experienced was given by the Nan Family, and Shen Zhii was part of the Nan Family too, yet she could express such genuine and calm gratitude.
No one like Bai Ruoshu, who could separate gratitude and resentnt so clearly, seems to exist much anymore.
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