The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Lu Qichuan slowed down his movements and looked up at Tan Chenxiao, whose eyes were expressionless. “Who is she?”

“Why do you ask when you already know the answer?”Tan Chenxiao spoke without any emotion in her voice.

“I don’t know. Tan Chenxiao, tell me clearly. How F * cking free am I to follow you around the world for a substitute all these years?”Lu Qichuan said, he threw the towel in his hand to her side with a smack.

Tan Chenxiao closed her eyes but quickly opened them again. “Substitute?”

Aunt Afu knocked on the door and came to deliver the medicine.

Lu Qichuan took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions. Then, he turned around and went to open the door to get the medicine. After thanking her, he told Aunt Afu to rest early.

Aunt Afu looked inside worriedly. “Is that Miss Painter Alright?”

“She’s fine. She just sprained her ankle. Auntie Ah Fu, rest early,”Lu Qichuan said as he closed the door. He went to the bathroom and bent down to put a towel into the hot water. Then, he took it out and covered her swollen ankle.

Tan Chenxiao looked at the mirror that Lu Qichuan carried out and placed it by the bed. She lowered her eyes and looked at the man who was kneeling on one knee on the ground and treating her ankle. He was still as gentle as before. It was just that his gentleness was like a poppy.

She could not afford it and did not dare to take it.

Tan Chenxiao’s ankle was badly swollen. After Lu Qichuan applied a hot compress, he rubbed the medicinal wine to heat it up and then covered her ankle. “You don’t look like her at all.”

Her ankle was roasted by the medicinal wine and it did not seem to hurt as much anymore.

Lu Qichuan raised his head and looked at Tan Chenxiao who was still in a sorry state from below. “You never looked like her.”

Tan Chenxiao suddenly felt that it was laughable. If they didn’t look like each other, how could he have saved her back then?

If they didn’t look like each other, how could he have recognized the wrong person? How could he have called her name at that time? How could he have left as if he was fleeing from a disaster after he had sobered up?

He had deceived himself so much that perhaps he had believed it?

Tan Chenxiao suddenly reached out and hugged Lu Qichuan’s neck. Then, she bent down and kissed his lips.

Lu Qichuan:”…”

In the next second, Lu Qichuan stood up and threw himself onto the bed. Both of their bodies were wet, and the bed was also wet.

Lu Qichuan’s kiss was urgent, and it landed on her neck, leaving marks.

Tan Chenxiao’s hand landed on his shoulder, leaving red marks. Her body was so sore that it hurt. She reached out and held Lu Qichuan’s cheek. It was unknown whether it was sweat or rainwater that had not been wiped clean. “Who am I?”

It was as if she was obsessed. She stubbornly wanted an answer.

“Tan Chenxiao,”Lu Qichuan said in a low voice. His lips landed on hers. “Tan Chenxiao.”

Tan Chenxiao let go of his hand and let him take what he wanted. Even if she got an answer, it did not seem to be what she wanted anymore.

He whispered her name softly, but it could not wash away the “Yuwei”that he used to say.

It could not wash away the shock in his eyes when he woke up, as well as his retreating figure.

The torrential rain outside the window did not stop for a single night, just like the man on top of her.

The sun rose in the east. Tan Chenxiao had already put on her clothes and looked at the man who was sleeping on the bed.

It turned out that love had a shelf life. Even though she had gotten the answer that she was obsessed with, she realized that the shelf life had already passed.

She was not as happy as she had imagined. She was even a little disappointed.

Lu Qichuan, in your heart, there was someone who had never left. Her name was ye Yuwei.