While slightly distracted, Rong Yan took a few bites of the food and nodded. “Good, it tastes the same as the food you used to make.”
“I’ve always remembered the taste that you like so over the past few years, I’ve been cooking for myself rather often in order to ensure that my skills do not decline. I was afraid that you might not like my cooking anymore.” Mo Xiyan scooped some soup into her bowl and began drinking it. She seemed to be hinting at something.
However, Rong Yan didn’t catch it.
After taking a few casual bites, Rong Yan put his chopsticks down, wiped his lips with a napkin and said, “I’m done, enjoy yourself. I suddenly remembered that there are still some things I haven’t settled. I’ll take my leave now and look for you again when I have the time to do so.”
He stood up and wanted to leave. Mo Xiyan put down her chopsticks as well and grabbed him to stop him from leaving. “Yan, can’t you stay with me a little longer?”
“Xiyan, I have other matters to attend to.” He pushed her hands away and left the dining table.
Mo Xiyan grabbed the back of her chair tightly as her lips turned pale. Seeing that he was about to leave, she chased after him again indignantly.
“Yan, wait a minute, I have something for you.” Before he even answered, she turned around and dashed into the bedroom.
Feeling annoyed that she had yet to come out after a long while, Rong Yan walked towards the room to see that the door was left ajar.
Through the crack, he saw that Mo Xiyan was holding a letter and tearing up while looking a little shocked.
Her tears were flowing freely like a broken tap.
What’s wrong with her?
Whose letter is she holding onto?
Rong Yan was filled with doubts and he pushed open the door to enter. He walked towards her and asked with a frown, “What’s the matter?”
Mo Xiyan shuddered, and suddenly recovered from the shock. At the instant that she looked into his deep eyes, tears rolled down her cheeks and she began bawling, unable to contain her emotions.
She handed the light-green envelope to him with shaky hands and exclaimed, “Yan, how could you not have seen that… how could you… why do you have to treat me like this? Why!?!”
She yelled uncontrollably in despair but Rong Yan’s frown deepened and he grabbed the envelope before opening it with his slender and beautiful fingers. He then took out the letter and read it.
At the next moment, the letter slipped out of the envelope and shock was written all over his handsome face.
Mo Xiyan leaped into his embrace and hugged him tightly. Her voice had already turned hoarse from all the crying. “Yan, I left you a letter before I left. Why didn’t you read it? I said that I was lying to you when I wanted to break up and I explained everything in the letter. I told you to wait for me for just four years… you said that you’d marry me. I’ve been wearing the ring too… why did you marry someone else… why did you do that to me!?! Why!?! Why?!”
Rong Yan’s throat began to burn and he was at a loss for words. He slowly hugged her with shaky hands and said, “Xiyan… ”
…
Lu Momo was suffering from a severe cold and was seated on the couch, all wrapped up in her duvet. She watched some anime while blowing her nose into a tissue.
There were balls of tissues and trash all over the ground in the living room, as well as numerous takeout boxes, empty noodle boxes and snack wrappers on the coffee table.
Luo Anning cleaned up while educating her at the same time. “Lu Momo, where has your education gone? You just caught a cold, didn’t you? Must you turn your home into a garbage dump?”
Little Anning sniffled and turned to look at Luo Anning with resentment. “Little Anning, I’ve let my educators down. In that case, I’m going to continue since I’ve already started it.”