novelraw Chapter 285: You Are Many Years Late (4)
Chapter 285: You Are Many Years Late (4)
At that time, she was not doing well, so he suggested taking her abroad, agreeing to meet on June 8th. If it didn’t work out, he would wait at the agreed location every month on the 8th.Unexpectedly, his plan was discovered by the old man’s trusted aide, who ordered her to be kept under house arrest.
Come August 8th, coincidentally, it was Qingxue’s birthday.
He finally had another chance to see her...
But unexpectedly, he waited for three days.
He didn’t wait for her to come; he only received the news that Qingxue would be wheelchair-bound for life.
And Fu Qingrou blamed it all on Qiao Mo.
Thinking if it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t have left Qingxue alone!
Yet in reality, how was she to blame?
The mistake was solely his...
Fu Nancheng lowered his gaze, hiding the pain in his eyes, yet his sight was somewhat moist.
So, it was actually he who had wronged her.
But if she encountered trouble, then what about that message years ago?
Seemingly sensing his sadness, Qiao Mo couldn’t help but softly say, "Sorry, for not being able to see you back then."
His lashes trembled lightly, but he remained silent.
Qiao Mo quietly leaned against him, feeling a bit dazed.
She had doubted several times whether they had met before.
Otherwise, why was his gaze always so complex when he looked at her... Why did he risk his life to save her...
Yet she still never thought that perhaps, during their youthful times, she had loved this man?
The love back then was probably just a moment of innocence and excitement, never expecting their paths to cross again after losing those memories...
But was that person really her?
Night fell.
Qiao Mo sat on the sofa holding her diary, lost in thought for over ten minutes before coming back to herself.
She slightly lifted her head, meeting his gentle and doting gaze.
Qiao Mo blushed slightly, quietly raising the diary higher to obscure his view.
Fu Nancheng retracted his gaze, his eyes returning to the computer, with a touch of smile around the corners of his eyes and brows.
She didn’t not remember him... She just forgot him...
He once thought he was just a fleeting tremor in her youthful innocence, which was why she forgot about him after many years.
He also always thought that her forgetting made his love a joke, cruelly mocking his naivety.
But he didn’t expect... She hadn’t forgotten, she’d truly forgotten.
Forgotten everything.
Thinking of this, a hint of sorrow appeared in his eyes.
So, in the years he was gone, had another man occupied her heart?
Jing Hao’s existence, like a thorn, deeply pierced his heart, reminding him of his foolishness and laughable state.
Fu Nancheng gently lowered his gaze, consumed by a wave of maddening jealousy.
If he had found her sooner, maybe he wouldn’t have missed so much time...
If he had investigated, maybe it wouldn’t have been another man accompanying her all these years.
The room was silently quiet, Qiao Mo’s arm grew weary from holding the diary for a while.
She cautiously peeked her head out a little, once again gazing at the man on the bed.
Unexpectedly, she was caught once again, plunging into those doting eyes, her earlobes quickly turning red.
Qiao Mo frantically hid her head once more behind the diary, as if hiding inside a turtle shell.
Really, why does he keep looking at her!
Before she could react, a big hand took away her diary, and his handsome face suddenly appeared less than an inch away...
"You... How did you..." Qiao Mo was surprised at how he managed to come down by himself.
He moved closer still, his warm breath falling on her face: "Come a little closer, you can see more clearly."