Chapter 815: Chapter 815: A Sense of Abandonment
He decided not to return the drawing book to her; he wanted to keep it as a memento.
But now that she asked him if she drew it, he began to doubt whether the drawing contained information that only she could understand.
An Ruo didn’t notice the doubt in his eyes and smiled, “Because the handwriting inside is the same as mine, I guessed this was my item. Am I right?”
So that’s what it was.
Xingtian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his doubt dissipated.
“It really is mine!” An Ruo showed a look of delight and asked him again, “How did my thing end up with you?”
“You gave it to me a long time ago.”
“Oh.” An Ruo nodded and hesitated as she held the drawing book, “Can I borrow it for a few days?”
Xingtian thought, he had carefully looked through the contents already and there wasn’t any leftover information, so letting her take it to look was fine.
He stepped forward and smiled gently, “Of course, but remember to return it to me, don’t confiscate it.”
“Got it!” An Ruo nodded with a smile, and then said a few things to him casually before eagerly going back to the bedroom to look at the drawing book.
An Ruo spent an entire afternoon to finish looking through the drawing book. It was filled with many things—tables, chairs, sofas, beds, little birds, flowers, blue skies, Bai Yun, small cloth bears, and so on.
She wrote letters to them; each letter was brief but enough to show her innocence. She lay on the desk and wondered if she was childish in the past.
She probably was. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have used a SpongeBob tissue box, nor would she have placed children’s books in the drawer.
These are things kids like, right? As an adult like her, she should have outgrown such childishness.
The more An Ruo thought about it, the funnier it became. But when she thought of kids, an image of a little boy popped into her mind.
He had big eyes, bright white and rosy skin, a small body, loved clinging to adults playing games, and his most favorite snack…
Would be sweets. Sweet things should be loved by everyone.
The more An Ruo thought about it, the more excited she became. It seemed she naturally held a special affection for kids. Xingtian also once said that after they got married, they would have their very own child.
She tilted her head and fantasized about their child, then unknowingly fell asleep.
Lying on the desk, An Ruo had a dream.
In the dream, there was a little boy who was silent and loved to play with a teddy bear. She stood behind him, gazing at his diminutive body, feeling he should be very lonely.
Thinking of this, her heart inexplicably felt sorrow. She called out to him, trying to get his attention, but he couldn’t hear her voice at all.
An Ruo grew anxious. She wanted to walk to his side, but no matter how she walked, there remained a distance between them she could not close.
She began to run, but still couldn’t reach him.
Just as she became so anxious she was about to cry, a man suddenly appeared in front of the little boy. She couldn’t see his face clearly, but she could feel he was the man from her dream the other day.
The man picked up the little boy and turned to leave.
Watching them go, An Ruo’s heart hurt suddenly, with a feeling of abandonment.
“Don’t go…” She ran desperately toward them, but alas couldn’t catch up.
“Don’t go, wait for me… Don’t go…” Watching their figures grow increasingly blurry, An Ruo finally couldn’t hold back and began to cry.