Ling Chuxia hurriedly dug out her phone from her purse, glanced at the screen, and saw that it was a call from Bai Yixuan. Holding the phone tightly, she did not answer it right away. Instead, she slightly raised her eyes and her lips quivered softly, her voice low, "I, I’m going home now."
Shi Che’s gaze dropped as he looked at her. Ling Chuxia’s eyes were slightly downturned, her thick eyelashes trembling lightly. His dark pupils gradually sank.
Tonight, he had played "Dream Wedding" on the piano to confess his feelings to her. He thought she would have understood, and he had had that little glimmer of hope, hoping she would say something. Alas, as always, she had chosen to ignore his feelings.
Whether it was his confession from years ago or now, she had never responded to his emotions, not even slightly.
Actually, he had understood this a long time ago, but he remained unwilling to accept it. Yet, what could he do about his unwillingness? One cannot force another’s heart.
Shi Che’s hand trembled slightly, then clenched tightly before releasing. He curved his lips into a faint smile, but his voice still carried a trace of hoarseness. In a very light tone, he hummed an acknowledgment and then said, "I’ll have Xiao Li take you home."
"It’s not necessary to go to so much trouble; I can take a cab back," she offered.
"It’s late; it’s not safe for you to go alone." Shi Che firmly refused and promptly took out his phone to call the driver.
Seeing this, Ling Chuxia said no more. But the atmosphere between them suddenly became strained, and both fell silent. Her hand, clutching the phone, began to sweat.
Her heart was in turmoil, yet even as Xiao Li had arrived and the car was ready, she still couldn’t muster the courage to ask Shi Che.
Shi Che took a step forward, opening the rear passenger door for her. As he placed one hand above her head, guarding her as she got into the car, he finally spoke in a hoarse whisper, "Call me when you get home."
Ling Chuxia nodded blankly. Shi Che closed the car door, took a step back but did not immediately turn around to enter the hotel; instead, he stood there.
As the car started, Ling Chuxia’s gaze lingered out of the window, watching Shi Che stand still, sending her off until she could see him no more. Only then did she slowly retract her gaze, staring blankly at her toes.
She didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but tonight, while Shi Che played the piano, she truly saw a different emotion in his eyes, as if... she were the woman he deeply loved.
And just now, when he gently draped the coat over her, his mild concern, and the way he stood there, sending her off...
Every little thing made her heart tremble uncontrollably.
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If he did, then why did he always seem to dislike her so intensely, never once telling her about his feelings? Even back then, he had been so cruel... causing her to lose their child.
Ling Chuxia’s hands suddenly clenched tight, her thoughts growing more chaotic.
The car pulled into Yi Garden, and Ling Chuxia got out, walking somewhat dazedly towards the building. But as she emerged from the elevator and arrived at the door to her apartment, there stood a slender figure at the door.
Upon lifting her eyes, she froze completely, her dark pupils rapidly contracting, and her footsteps abruptly halted.