Her words hit the man’s sore spot.
Tang Yuchen grabbed her chin, gritted his teeth and said coldly, "You’re right, everything I did was for you. But I’ve decided to let go, Lan Keren, I’m tired. From now on, I won’t do anything for you!"
Having said this decisively, he turned around, got into the car without a shred of lingering affection, and drove away.
Lan Keren squatted down, covered her face, and wept bitterly.
It turned out that in this world, really no one would forever wait in place for another...
Tang Yuchen didn’t go home immediately; instead, he went to Ming Dian and drank until he was thoroughly drunk.
Liang Xiao couldn’t stand it anymore, snatched the bottle from his hand and said indifferently, "If you still have feelings for her, just be with her. After all these years, aren’t you just waiting for her?"
Tang Yuchen leaned against the sofa, remaining silent.
Yes, wasn’t he just waiting for her to come back so that they could be together?
But when the happiness he had always hoped for was almost within reach, he suddenly wasn’t so eager anymore.
Time is the most merciless thing; it changes many things.
So, many things had changed.
Between them, there lay too many issues, not as simple as imagined.
Liang Xiao tentatively asked him, "You’re not letting go just for An Ruo, are you? This doesn’t sound like you. You don’t love An Ruo, how could you possibly..."
"It’s not entirely because of her," Tang Yuchen suddenly interrupted him.
"What other reasons are there? Just say them, knowing the reasons might help us find a solution. Or are you going to suffer in agony for the rest of your life?"
Not wanting to discuss this, Tang Yuchen stood up, staggered towards the door and said, "I need to get back..."
He had promised An Ruo to return home before it got dark.
But how could he go back in such a drunken state?
Liang Xiao grabbed him, resignedly said, "If you won’t talk, never mind. Let’s go, I’ll take you home."
An Ruo was waiting at home for Tang Yuchen to return, but instead, it was his drunken self that arrived. After Liang Xiao handed him over, he left.
Looking at the man on the bed, unconscious from the alcohol, she felt a heaviness in her heart.
Tang Yuchen never got drunk, and she had never seen him drunk before. But today, he had drunk a lot and had allowed himself to pass out.
Was it because of Lan Keren that he had numbed himself with alcohol?
The thought of him caring so much about Lan Keren filled An Ruo with a panic of being abandoned.
She was really afraid of losing him, but she didn’t know what to do to continue their marriage, to keep him.
The man on the bed stirred and moaned in pain.
An Ruo snapped back to reality, hurriedly made a cup of honey water for him to drink, and then fetched a basin of water from the bathroom to wash him.
Just as she came out, she smelled a foul odor; he had vomited, and it was all over the floor.
Putting down the basin, she had to clean up the mess first, then undress him and wash his face.
While she was wiping his face, the man suddenly grabbed her hand, murmuring in a slurred voice, "Ke Ren, why did you come back... Why won’t you let me forget you..."
An Ruo shuddered, something shattered within her, her chest burned with pain, and her insides felt unbearable.
She pulled her hand back forcefully, hastily stepped back a few steps, and stood there dazedly for a long while before she managed to catch her breath.
Actually, he didn’t love her, she had always known.