Chu Ci shrugged helplessly, "The contract was signed before, it can’t be changed."
"Then you must remember not to overwork yourself recently."
Li Manman looked at Chu Ci with drooping eyes, tears swirling in her pupils. She felt Chu Ci was so pitiful: "Even after a breakup, can’t you ask for some leave?"
Chu Ci’s pale face showed a faint smile on his lips: "The more you go through a breakup, the more you need to work. Maybe you might even come across your next relationship at work, who knows?"
Everyone copes with a breakup in different ways. Some might cry and cause a fuss, refusing to eat or drink, tormenting themselves; some might pack their bags and choose to go out; some might work frantically, keeping busy to avoid any melancholy and sadness, to avoid heartbreak.
And Chu Ci was the latter.
Early the next morning, Li Manman and Han Xi watched Chu Ci board the plane, only then did they drive back, sending Han Xi back to the hospital. Along the way, Li Manman kept sighing, saying that she could no longer live with Han Xi and accused Lu Jinghan of taking love away forcefully.
The car stopped at the hospital entrance. Han Xi glanced at the watch on her wrist and said, "I’m going to be late, I have to go first." She pushed the door open, running off before Li Manman could speak.
Morning is the busiest time in the hospital lobby. Han Xi was in such a hurry that she accidentally bumped into someone, stumbling into someone’s arms.
Han Xi stood up, breathing heavily and apologizing repeatedly, "Sorry... "
As she lifted her head, her gaze caught Li Chenghao’s melancholy, gentle, and handsome face. Han Xi’s heart skipped, and she stood dumbfounded in place.
This was their first meeting in four years.
Li Chenghao also looked at Han Xi, his deep gaze seemed to have countless words to say, but at the moment, he couldn’t speak a single word.
Li Chenghao’s large hand grasped Han Xi’s wrist, pulling her into his arms, holding her tightly as if he found a treasure he’d lost and regained.
"Xiao Xi, I missed you." Li Chenghao’s eyes were slightly red, his voice filled with endless wistfulness.
Han Xi slowly pushed Li Chenghao away, masking the complexity in her eyes with a smile, "Long time no see."
Li Chenghao looked at her with sorrowful eyes, her inadvertent distancing caused his heart to ache: "Can we have lunch together?"
Han Xi hesitated for a few seconds looking at him, then nodded, "Okay."
The girl didn’t reject him, which made Li Chenghao feel quite content: "You haven’t changed your number, have you?"
"... No." Han Xi’s gaze fell on Li Chenghao’s hand wrapped in white gauze, "Are you hurt?"
Han Xi’s worried expression fell into Li Chenghao’s deep gaze, his mouth curled in a smile, "Just accidentally cut myself, it’s nothing."
Han Xi nodded, "Then I’ll go back to work now."
Li Chenghao just stood there, watching Han Xi’s back disappear into the elevator before turning to leave.
He had countless times wanted to appear before this woman, but every impulsive desire to act recklessly was defeated soundly by rationality.
Because he knew Han Xi hadn’t forgiven him yet.
For the past four years, there hadn’t been any man beside Han Xi. So he had enough time to wait for the day Han Xi forgave him. But now, that man named Lu Jinghan had appeared in Han Xi’s world, causing his heart to panic.
He feared that before he could wait for Han Xi’s forgiveness, she might already fall for someone else.