"Ninth Prince... I came here wanting to earnestly ask you two things. First..." She sobered up a bit, "When you said I am your person, did you mean a subordinate or did you imply something else? Second, are you unable to speak or is it that you don’t want to speak with me?"
He reached for the pen and paper by the bed and wrote her a note that read: [First, you are my person, meaning you are mine from head to toe, inside and out. Second, I am currently just not able to speak conveniently.]
"But you are married..." She said reluctantly, "Although I am divorced, I still have my principles, although my life is yours..."
He wrote her another sentence: [Do you have the right to object?]
Gu Lili turned over and lay down, burying her face in the pillow, "I don’t want this."
Then another note was brought over, [I will divorce.]
Gu Lili was surprised by this, "Ninth Prince, you want a divorce, but haven’t you just recently gotten married?"
[Can’t continue anymore.]
Gu Lili looked at him skeptically, starting to feel some sympathy, "I can understand your feelings. Your wife must disdain you for not being masculine enough, right? She must feel utterly embarrassed living with a husband who is prettier than her, feeling deeply distressed every day when she sees your face."
It was also because she was drunk and not completely clear-headed that she dared to say these words; otherwise, she wouldn’t have the courage to even with a hundred times the boldness.
The corner of Ninth Prince’s mouth curled up, seemingly undisturbed by her words.
[It’s not that, it’s I who can’t continue. Because of you, I don’t want to wrong you. Drink less in the future, and if you dare to run around drunk again, I will have to deal with you.]
Before she could respond, Gu Lili saw his finger touch her forehead, and just from that, she lost consciousness.
He pulled the blanket over her, gently moving her hair to the side with his fingers, carefully examining her face.
Then he lay down, quietly lying beside her, his gaze soft and tender.
Long Fengxi looked at the large clump of hair on the comb, feeling a bit dazed.
Hair loss is a normal side effect of chemotherapy.
It has become particularly noticeable in recent days, as if her hair would fall whenever touched.
She put the hair into a bag by the bed and lay quietly on the bed, her eyes lifeless.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
Her cellphone on the bedside table vibrated.
She picked up the phone and saw it was Long Tianjiao calling.
She answered, "Hello."
"Sis, today our brother and sister-in-law got their divorce certificate."
Long Fengxi took a deep breath, "What a pity."
"Our mom got punished according to family discipline for the first time; they nearly broke her old bones. She’s lying in bed like she’s paralyzed."
"What can I say, she brought it upon herself. It’s good she and Dad are both bedridden and can’t go anywhere; they should just stay put." Long Fengxi was somewhat exasperated, "She ruined our brother’s good marriage and almost lost her own life; now she’s probably happy."
"You know how mom is, so easily swayed by others. She was influenced by Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Mei this time and she’s regretting it. But it’s too late to turn things around now. I hope our brother can win back his wife."
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"Sis, your voice sounds weak, are you sick?"
Long Fengxi forced some energy and replied, "I just didn’t sleep well last night, and I’ve been particularly busy lately."
"Sis, take care of yourself abroad," Long Tianjiao advised, "Don’t work too hard."