Chapter 697: Said it wrong, say it again!

“Mr. Shi, I apologize for the intrusion,” Lin Gantang’s voice also carried a few degrees of coolness, “I have something to discuss with Yanqing, would you mind leaving us alone for a bit?”

Lin Gantang’s chilly tone let Wen Yanqing know she had heard everything, and with panic suddenly rising, she quickly stood up, the water in her hands almost spilling, her face pale as death: “Tangtang.”

Shi Jun also hurriedly got up: “Gantang, let’s talk this through slowly, don’t be rash.”

“I think I’m calm enough,” Lin Gantang snatched the water from his hand and slammed it down on the table with force. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The cup didn’t land steady and clattered over, spilling water all over the table.

Seeing the situation between the two, Shi Jun felt it inappropriate to stay any longer: “You two have a good talk, I’ll head back first and come to visit another day.”

Shi Jun looked at Wen Yanqing’s bewildered state and sighed softly.

The sound of water dripping steadily onto the floor made the atmosphere grow increasingly tense.

Lin Gantang’s expression tightened: “Is this what Gu Zhichuan mentioned, the thing you’ve been hiding from me? If I hadn’t overheard, when were you planning to tell me?”

“I was waiting for the right time to tell you.”

“When would that be?” Lin Gantang’s eyes, brimming with warmth, flickered: “I’m your girlfriend, why can’t you tell me straight away, so we can face it together, isn’t that better than struggling alone?”

“I’m sorry, Tangtang.”

“You don’t need to apologize to me, I don’t care if you’re deaf or blind. If you’re unwell, I’ll accompany you to see a doctor, and even if it can’t be cured, I won’t give up.” Lin Gantang’s voice choked in her throat.

Wen Yanqing lowered her gaze, her eyes filled with sorrow: “Tangtang, you don’t have to do this, you…”

“Do you want me to leave?” Lin Gantang’s eyes had reddened completely, her emotions growing agitated: “Do you want me to go?!”

“Have everything arranged? How do you plan to arrange it?” Lin Gantang’s tears lingered in her eyes: “Do you want to let go?”

She began to cry: “It was you who were kind to me, you who asked if you could have a chance with me, now that I’ve fallen in love with you, I can’t leave you, yet you’re preparing to leave me?”

Lin Gantang’s sobbing twisted Wen Yanqing’s heart like a knife, and he stepped forward wanting to comfort her, but when he reached out, he grasped nothing.

He despised these useless eyes of his that couldn’t even offer her a hug in this moment.

He pulled back his empty hand, his fingernails digging into his palm, bearing the dull pain in his heart, his voice hoarse with the truth: “I will only become a burden to you in the future. I want you to be happy with me, and if you can’t be, what right do I have to stand by your side?”

“Whether I’m happy or not, I’m the judge of that! Whether I have the right is also for me to say!”

“Tangtang!”

Lin Gantang didn’t want to listen to him, her eyes tearful as she looked at him: “We’re not even at the worst yet, but you’ve already made plans, is our relationship so fragile in your eyes?”

Wen Yanqing’s eyes showed a piercing pain: “I don’t want to let go, and it’s not about testing our relationship, it’s me, I’m afraid to see you hurt by my illness, or that decades later when the love fades, you will resent the me who bound you to this.”

Lin Gantang wiped her tears, biting her lip: “Say what you just said again.”

“I don’t want to let go, it’s not about testing this relationship, it’s me…”

Lin Gantang’s eyes, red with tears: “You said it wrong, say it again!”

“I don’t want to let go, it’s not…”

Lin Gantang’s eyes were swirling with tears, she commanded: “Wrong again! Say it again!”

Wen Yanqing’s eyes tinted with redness: “I don’t want to let go.”

Lin Gantang wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace, hugging his waist, her face buried in his chest, her tears soaking the front of his shirt: “Then don’t let go, okay?”