novelraw Chapter 277: I Love Her (3)
Chapter 277: I Love Her (3)
Fu Nancheng still hung his head in silence.Not long after, his entire face started to turn pale.
The iron rod had already been bent, revealing its sharp edges.
Each time it struck his leg, it easily left a trail of blood.
The black trousers were instantly torn into strips, and blood trickled down his legs, pooling into a bloody puddle beside them...
Yet he remained as still as a small mountain, unmoving.
Fu Qingrou slowly raised her hand, and the strong man stopped his actions.
She walked up to him and said coldly, "Nancheng, if you regret now, it’s still not too late."
He didn’t even open his eyes, just said in a deep voice, "Aunt, go ahead."
Fu Qingrou’s eyes turned red with anger as she shouted, "Have you forgotten how she treated you back then! Is she worth it!"
He finally slowly opened his eyes but somehow,
He remembered her gentle smile toward him.
Remembered her blushing earlobe out of shyness.
Remembered her tears...
His vision started to blur.
Yet the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.
He recalled kissing her at the City That Never Sleeps.
Remembered walking along the beach with her on his back.
Remembered the cactus on the table, the pencil in the drawer, the painting she drew...
Yes, he should have hated her.
Hated her for treating him like a worn-out shoe when he risked everything for her.
Hated his passionate affection, only to be heartlessly abandoned by her...
Hated escaping for her, leading to Aunt Mei’s death.
Hated leaving his sister for her, which condemned her to a life confined to a wheelchair.
But as he hated... and hated... he could hate no more.
The sharp weapons he once vowed to repay her with, he now preferred to turn against himself.
A thin mist covered Fu Qingrou’s eyes too as she looked at him and softly said, "Nancheng, have you forgotten how she treated you? Forgotten how much you once hated?"
At her words,
Fu Nancheng’s thin lips quivered.
A few seconds later, he finally spoke softly, "But I love her."
He once vowed to destroy her happiness, yet now, he only hated himself for not being able to give her happiness.
’Slap!’ Fu Qingrou raised her hand and slapped him in the face: "There’s no such thing as love in this world!"
The corner of his lips bled.
He raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes deep as he looked at the woman in front of him who had once nurtured him, and said slowly, "Aunt, if you want to harm her, you’ll have to step over my dead body."
"You... you!" Fu Qingrou staggered back two steps, her vision also slightly blurred.
"Fine! Fine! Keep hitting, keep hitting!"
With that, two strong men stepped forward again, gripping the iron rods tightly.
Fu Nancheng closed his eyes and knelt on the cold ground, his legs almost numb.
He didn’t know what was supporting him.
But he thought,
Maybe it’s the future with her.
Just, Xiao Mo.
If I really lose these two legs, would you still be willing to stay by my side... or love me?
But immediately, a sense of self-mockery arose in his eyes.
Perhaps she had never been willing to stay by his side at all...
But Xiao Mo.
I’m sorry for ruining your happiness.
But I still can’t let you go!
About ten minutes later, Yan Yiheng finally brought Lu Qingxue, who was Fu Qingrou’s daughter.
Immediately, he quickly pushed her wheelchair into the warehouse.
Seeing the shaky figure on the ground, both Lu Qingxue and Yan Yiheng felt a pang in their hearts, and immediately looked up at Fu Qingrou: "Mom, what are you doing?"