266: Chapter 214 Is It Just Uncomfortable?
No, Not Only_1 266: Chapter 214 Is It Just Uncomfortable?
No, Not Only_1 Lu Yinchu arrived five minutes later, just twenty minutes before her boarding time!
By then, Mo Yan had already returned from checking in their luggage, and said to Nanxi, âMiss Gu, Mr.
Lu has an emergency to handle today, he cannot travel with us!â
Nanxi nodded with a smile, âI know.â
When Lu Yinchu appeared, without any control over her gaze, it was drawn towards him.
He was walking tall amidst the crowd, standing out vividly as if everyone and everything around him had become the background.
In her eyes, only he existed!
Only him!
In that moment, Nanxi felt an unexpected sadness filling her heart, although she didnât quite know why she was upset!
One step, two steps, three steps, as Nanxi watched him come closer, her gaze never shifted, not until he stood in front of her, taking her into his arms, tightly.
He uttered, âIâm sorryâ¦
â
Nanxiâs eyelashes trembled, the moisture gathered in her eyes nearly spilling over, but she quickly composed herself.
She couldnât afford to let her tears flow freely!
She was alarmed to realize, that in recent days, she had become more tearful.
Mo Yan left for a while, Nanxi didnât know where he had gone.
In a corner of the airportâs waiting room, the man held the woman in his arms, his keenly sensitive gaze noticed the redness surrounding Nanxiâs eyes.
His heart ached and warmed at the same time, as he ran his hands through her long hair, âWhatâs wrong?
Do you miss me?â
Nanxi frowned, irritated by his comment, her tears instantly vanished, she pouted, âWho misses you?
Conceited!â
A kiss laced with the faint scent of tobacco fell upon her lips, gentle and brief, before he released her, whispering, âBut I will miss you!â
Nanxiâs eyes sparkled, her heart suddenly filled with a certain bitterness!
âLu Yinchu,â Nanxi spoke his name solemnly.
âHmm.â Lu Yinchu responded, the gentleness in his deep dark eyes could drown anyone.
âLu Yinchu, will you just talk to me?â She bit her lip, grasping his arm.
She felt a need for him.
âHmm,â he answered softly.
âLu Yinchu, you know about the disappearance of my parents six years ago,â Nanxi said.
âYes, I know.â
âAfter my parents disappeared, I was left alone in this world.
I didnât know anyone, I found myself standing on a busy street, wearing a blue dress.
I wanted to find my mom and dad, but I couldnâtâ¦â
Nanxiâs eyes shimmered, the moistness in her eyes threatening to spill again, âCan you imagine how helpless I was then?
The world had abandoned me, didnât want me anymore, everything around me was unfamiliar, dangerously so.
I wanted to curl up and hideâ¦â
âNanxiâ¦â Lu Yinchu called her name, probably guessing what she was about to utter.
He wanted to stop her, but couldnât!
âMy boyfriend appeared during that time, he became the only familiar face in the world for me⦠if not for him, I donât know where I would be right now?
Or what kind of life I would be leading?
But what I do know is that no matter where I would be, or how I would be living, it would be filled with despairâ¦â
Lu Yinchu watched Nanxi lowered her head, her stubborn tears clinging to her eyelashes, refusing to fall.
The sight of Nanxi then, caused him great pain!
He stretched out his hand, pulled Nanxi into his arms, and held her close, âNanxi, I understand.
Trust me, I feel grateful to him just as you do, and I share yourâ¦
sympathy for him!â
âLu Yinchu, donât force me!â Her voice sounded like a plea!
As if she was begging him!
What was Lu Yinchu feeling at that moment?
Was it mere discomfort?
No, it was more than that!
He suddenly understood something:
If Nanxi stayed with Li Weihuan, became his beacon of hope and sunlight, if she made Li Weihuanâs world brighter, Lu Yinchu would have no chance.
None!
But then, would he even get close to her, if they were able to comfort each other?
There was more than one person who loved and cared about the boy named Li Weihuan, not just Gu Nanxi!
â¦
Nanxi left, accompanied by Mo Yan.
Before boarding the plane, he held her hand and comforted her, âStop thinking about everything.
Revisiting old memories can be melancholic and upsetting, but promise me, donât cry!â