After Gu Yansheng hung up the phone, he glanced at Wen Niannan, who was still casually eating. Then he went upstairs to the study room, took some documents with him, and left.
Hearing the sound of the car leaving, Wen Niannan stopped eating and stared at the door blankly.
Aunt Lan was distressed when she saw his desperate appearance. She had seen his affection for his husband in the past few years, but his husband had always thought that these were fake affections simply acted to please him.
âSir, donât be upset. He doesnât understand you, but we can see your kindness and love.â
âItâs useless⦠No matter how I try, itâs all futile. It wasnât possible before and now itâs even more impossible.â
Wen Niannan got up and walked to the living room in a daze. He curled up on the sofa and buried his head in his arms like an abandoned child as his body trembling uncontrollably.
âI can never stop him from leaving every time. How can he like me if he doesnât even have a place for me in his heart? One call and one message from someone else can immediately change his actions, and Iâ¦now the only connection between the two of us is nothing more than acting in front of his mother and grandpa.â
His voice trembled a bit, but he didnât want Gu Yansheng to hear his resentful complaining.
However, no matter how he felt inside, he still pretended to be normal in front of Gu Yansheng at all times, hoping to be able to stay beside him for longer.
But⦠this was not the real him⦠what was he trying so hard for?
Seeing that Wen Niannan was emotionally unstable, Aunt Lan poured a glass of water and brought it over, and gently placed it on the table.
âSir⦠are you okay? Iâll help you go up and you can go rest in your room.â
After that, she stretched out her hand to help him but was stopped by Wen Niannanâs fearful roar.
âDonât touch me!!â
Aunt Lan was startled by the roar and stared at him blankly. She couldnât believe that Wen Niannan, who had always been modest and kind to her, would yell at her with such rage.
âSir, are you okay?â
Wen Niannan raised his head and looked at the worried Aunt Lan in front of him. His expression gradually stabilized, and he got up and walked upstairs in a panic.
He closed the door with a bang, and he panted heavily with his back against the door.
Thinking of the uncontrolled emotions he just let out, he couldnât help but regret. Every time he would realize that he was hurting those who loved him, and Wen Niannan didnât want this to continue.
He took out his phone and looked at Dr. Liâs number. His hand hovered above the âDialâ button, but he didnât press it for a long time.
Wen Niannan raised his hand to support his forehead and hesitated. He didnât know what the point of this treatment was, but as his fatherâs worried eyes flashed in his mind, he hesitated and pressed the button.
âHello? Niannan?â
There was no response from the other sideâ¦
âNiannan? Are you listening?â Doctor Li asked worriedly.
âDoctor Li, I want to continue the treatment, for the people who love me and the people who worry about me.â
Wen Niannan looked out the window firmly and clenched his fists.
âItâs great for you to think this way, Iâm really happy for you. When do you have time to come?â Dr. Liâs pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.
âThis week, I will contact you later for the specific time. Thank you, Dr. Li.â
After hanging up the phone, Wen Niannan breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the window and looked at the bare trees in the courtyard and the piles of leaves underneath them. The lonely leaves hanging on the branches were like himself and Gu Yansheng: about to fall and break apart any second.
He didnât know when the last thread connecting their marriage would silently breakâ¦
Translated by: UnderTheMoon
Edited by: Summit