Translator:
Larbre Studio
Editor:
Larbre Studio
In the morning, the sunlight shone through the white curtains into an elegant room. He Xiyan struggled to get out of bed. Then, she pushed the bedroom windows open and greedily breathed in the fresh air. Today was the second day of the lunar new year and she could still hear the sounds of firecrackers. Many people were already out and about and the buses and cars filled the streets in the distance.
Now that she was seven weeks pregnant, she found herself feeling more and more lethargic. Many times, she discovered it was 9AM by the time she awakened and today was considered early for her since she awakened around 7:30AM.
She had no friends in this city and after what happened the last time, Ye Hao had not visited her again. He probably never wanted to see her again. Then again, who would lust after a woman carrying someone else’s child?
She washed her face, brushed her teeth and mechanically went through her morning routine. Then, she went to the kitchen to prepare a nutritious meal for herself. The rubbish bin in the kitchen was full so she brought the bag of rubbish to the door.
The moment she opened the door.
She immediately spotted a figure clad in black.
The hand holding the rubbish bag immediately started to shake and she stopped in her tracks.
Ye…
She started but before she could utter the word ‘Hao’..
Crash-
The rubbish bag in her hand landed on the ground.
An extremely familiar yet distant face came into view.
She covered her mouth and her eyes were filled with surprise and confusion.
Oh my god! Was it him? How could it be?
What should she do? Her mind went blank.
As though she could not bear to face the man at the door, she quickly turned around and slammed the door shut.
Mo Yixuan was awakened by the sound of the door slamming shut. He rubbed his eyes and the dark circles which rimmed his eyes made it seem like someone had splashed ink on them. He then sneezed a couple of times as though he had caught a cold.
He had arrived at two in the morning but no matter how hard he knocked, the door did not open. Thus, he could only wait and fell asleep leaning against the wall.
Yan Yan…
Mo Yixuan stood up and knocked hard against the wooden door.
He heard the door shut earlier and knew that Yan Yan must have seen him. Did she shut the door because she was afraid of him?
Open up, Yan Yan. Let me in.
He knocked the door with all his might, wishing that he could ram a hole through it.
Inside, He Xiyan paced many times around the living room.
What should she do? What should she do?
She placed her hand to her chest and felt like her heart was about to jump out.
As though she suddenly recalled something, she rushed into the bedroom and swept all the things she had bought for her pregnancy, including her pregnancy books under the bed.
The man outside her door continued to knock.
Yan Yan, open up. I’ve got something to tell you.
His masculine voice traveled through the door into her house.
He Xiyan frowned so hard her brows creased into knots but she still could not understand why he had shown up here. Shouldn’t he be by Xia Yuwei’s side during this festive occasion? Why was he here?
I’m not going to leave unless you open the door.
She heard the man’s voice again, which made her heart feel like bursting.
As someone who would not rest until he achieved his objective, she knew that he would continue to wait outside as long as she refused to open the door.
But they had nothing else to say to each other.
Yixuan, please leave.
She opened the door but kept her eyes pinned on the ground. Since her head was bowed, she only saw his long legs. Whatever they had between them had ended the moment she signed the divorce papers.
