"Go ahead."
Jiang Nuan let out a long sigh, the heavy stone pressing on her chest fell away, yet she still warned him, "Once you’ve promised , you can’t back out..."
Fu Yi was eager to pry open her mind to see what was hidden inside, pursing his thin lips, his voice was low and hoarse, "When have I ever not fulfilled a promise to you? Every ti I’ve promised you sothing, I’ve always seen it through."
It seed to be true.
Even in those years when he didn’t show he liked her, he kept his word just like he said; he never broke a promise.
Jiang Nuan recalled the past, and her expression softened. She took a deep breath and said, "Fu Yi, let’s remarry."
Upon hearing this, the man sitting across from her went rigid, and for a mont Jiang Nuan suspected he would leave in anger.
His temple throbbed fiercely, and he remained silent for several seconds, until finally his dark eyes reflected her image.
"Nuannuan, I just explained to you clearly that when you were in Hechuan County, you knew my left leg wasn’t injured because of you. Whether I end up disabled or not is not your responsibility..."
"I know," she interrupted, speaking quickly and urgently. "I heard you clearly just now, and I understood your point. You’re trying to tell your left leg wasn’t injured because of , right? I know."
Fu Yi gazed at her fair, delicate face, slightly breathless, his brows knitted together, "You know and still talk about remarrying."
"What does our remarrying have to do with who injured your left leg?"
Fu Yi stared at her silently.
It’s unrelated, but she had never ntioned remarrying before. Learning at noon that his left leg might be permanently damaged, she suddenly ca to him about remarrying. The two are unrelated, who would believe that?
Jiang Nuan’s hand was still clutching his sleeve, preventing him from potentially fleeing at any mont. She buried her head close to the back of his hand, gently rubbing, "Fu Yi, I’ve thought a lot. Our divorce was a misunderstanding. I misunderstood you, and you let down. Can we pretend that day never happened and start over?"
She deliberately kept her tone very soft, lest she say sothing wrong that might trigger his sensitive nerves and render all her previous efforts futile.
"I’ve seriously considered it for a long ti, not just impulsively."
"No, I refuse."
No hesitation!
Jiang Nuan’s breath hitched at the rejection, she leaned back and looked up at him. When she saw that he wouldn’t even look at her, a new wave of courage gathered in her heart.
"I admit, my thinking about remarrying is indeed related to what happened this afternoon..."
"..." Fu Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, seemingly unsurprised yet unable to accept that these words ca from her.
Jiang Nuan shifted the tone, "But I’m not lying to you. I’m not chasing after you impulsively to remarry because I pity you for possibly ending up disabled."
Jiang Nuan’s tone was calm, deliberately slow and steady, to make her words more credible!
"Before coming to you, I called Lemon and told her about this afternoon. She didn’t say much, just asked one question: do I still like you?" She gave a self-mocking smile, her bright eyes locking onto him, articulating clearly, "I liked soone for ten years, liked them enough to run desperately for them, liked them so much that after marrying them I was still terrified of losing them, liked them enough to sign the divorce papers they gave and not dare to return to the country for five whole years."
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