Chapter 202 The Last Farewell
And her tears.
Mu Nuanxin could feel his nervousness and fear. It seemed that he could only feel at ease by kissing her forcefully.
She felt sad and moved closer to him to wrap her arms around his waist, trying to soothe him.
"Let's go home." After quite a while, he released his grip reluctantly and stroked her pale cheek tenderly.
He had a lot of questions to ask, but in the end he only repeated the sentence. The only thing he wanted to do at the moment was take her home, the home that belonged to him and her.
"Okay!" Mu Nuanxin choked and nodded.
They were still hugging each other tightly and neither of them was willing to let go first. They stared at each other while Long Qingyue kept stroking her cheek. He couldn't help kissing her on the lips again.
"Your body is so cold. Do you feel cold?" he asked while kissing her cold lips.
"No. I just miss you." Mu Nuanxin said in a shaking voice. Tears kept running down her face.
She took a step back slowly and wiped her tears, but tears still streamed down her face. Long Qingyue was heartbroken when he saw her crying. He held her cold hand tightly and was close to tears. He felt pity for her, but he didn't know what to do.
"I'm sorry. I don't want to cry. I just can't hold back the tears." She pointed to her eyes. The pain turned into tears.
"Silly girl, stop crying. I'll take you home." Long Qingyue gently kissed her eyes and tasted her salty tears. Her long eyelashes drooped, and tears welled up in her eyes again.
He could clearly feel her hopelessness and sadness, but he didn't even know what happened to her. He really hated the feeling of powerlessness and wished that he could endure the pain for her.
Long Qingyue held the steering wheel with one hand and hugged the girl next to her with the other hand. When they arrived at the Emperor Treasure Apartment, Mu Nuanxin had already fallen asleep. Long Qingyue looked at her who was sleeping in his arms, helped her lean against the seat carefully, and quickly got out to carry her out of the car.
Mu Nuanxin was awakened by him. She suddenly opened her eyes and felt relaxed when she saw his handsome face.
"Did I disturb your sleep?" Long Qingyue asked gently. He kissed her forehead while walking.
Mu Nuanxin shook her head and nestled in his arms peacefully. She couldn't help touching his handsome face with stubble. Although she just hadn't seen him for a few days, it seemed that he had lost a lot of weight. His face became angular, his eyes became bloodshot and the dark circles under his eyes were noticeable.
He still looked handsome despite his haggard face. His handsomeness attracted everyone's attention.
Long Qingyue put her on the bed, held her hand gently, and kissed her. "Are you hungry? I'll get some food for you."
Mu Nuanxin shook her head and burst into tears again. She didn't shed so many tears when suffering a miscarriage. It was strange that tears kept streaming down her face when she saw him.
"Don't leave. Hug me, okay?" She reached out her hand to him with sadness and hopelessness in her eyes. His heart began to ache again.
No matter how strong her character was, she was only an eighteen-year-old girl. However, she could only grit her teeth and endure the great pain for the sake of her lover.
Long Qingyue hugged her without hesitation, took off his shoes, and lay on the bed with her. Mu Nuanxin rested her head on his chest and hugged him back tightly.
He kept kissing her. He really wanted to ask her what happened, but he didn't want to push her too hard. He knew she would tell him if she wanted to let him know.
If she didn't want to tell him, she must have her reasons.
Long Qingyue's phone rang, but he didn't want to answer it. The caller seemed very stubborn. The phone kept ringing, so he directly turned his phone off.
The sun went down. They hugged each other tightly and stayed silent. The atmosphere was sad. Mu Nuanxin looked at the sunset through the window and said her last farewell to her child.
It seemed as if she could see her child's innocent smiling face fading away.
"Baby, I'm sorry. Goodbye. When you're reincarnated, don't look for an irresponsible mother like me. Baby, goodbye."
Long Qingyue's heart was aching. The pain didn't come from his pity for her. The severe pain made him want to cry.
The doorbell rang, but they remained motionless, hugging each other tightly.
Ling Shaobai and Feng Siye waited downstairs in the Emperor Treasure Apartment. They stood at the elevator door and rang the doorbell anxiously.
"Don't ring it anymore. Yue won't open the door!" Ling Shaobai said and grabbed Feng Siye.
"Shaobai, Yue must be angry with me. I didn't take care of Mu Nuanxin. It's all my fault," Feng Siye said guiltily. There was a sad expression on his face. "Yue doesn't want to talk to me anymore and doesn't want to forgive me."
"Don't worry too much. Mu Nuanxin just came back, so Yue probably wants to be alone with her now. He's not so petty." Ling Shaobai looked at Feng Siye and smiled wryly.
"Really? He is not angry with me and he doesn't ignore me?" Feng Siye asked nervously.
"Don't worry!"
"Can you promise that he won't punish me and won't ask me to play with wild men of primitive tribes."
Ling Shaobai hesitated for a moment and replied after Feng Siye pulled a face. "Okay, I promise. If he asks you to go there, I'll intercede for you."
"Good!" Feng Siye sniffed deliberately.
"Well then..." Ling Shaobai looked at Feng Siye with mixed emotions, hesitating.
"What? What do you want to say? Spit it out, you know that I don't like you being hesitant," Feng Siye said with a frown.
"I got an email a few days ago. It was sent by Wanqing from abroad. She is pregnant." Ling Shaobai knew that this news was cruel to Feng Siye, but he thought he would rather tell Feng Siye. He hoped Feng Siye could accept the fact that Zhou Wanqing had gotten married and could step out of Zhou Wanqing's shadow as soon as possible.
Feng Siye froze and his eyes flashed with sadness. He pursed his lips and couldn't pretend to be casual anymore. He kept silent and walked out of the apartment.