Chapter 708 - 708 Isn’t this what you wanted?

Lin Gantang had been thinking about her relationship with Wen Yanqing these past few days and indeed hadn’t slept well.

Wen Yanqing’s sleep seemed even worse; Lin Gantang didn’t know whether he had managed any sleep in the last couple of days. When she woke up, she found that it was almost dusk, and Wen Yanqing was still sleeping.

She didn’t disturb him and continued to lie beside him, afraid of waking him up.

Only when night had completely fallen did Wen Yanqing, who had been asleep for a long time, leisurely awake.

“Hungry? I can ask Aunt Zhong to bring dinner up,” Lin Gantang asked.

Wen Yanqing sat up, “Not hungry.”

“Have something to eat, you need to take your medicine after dinner,” Lin Gantang said as she straightened his askew clothing. “Let me shave your beard for you.”

She led him away.

In the bathroom, Lin Gantang carefully shaved him bit by bit, saying, “If in the future I take care of another man like I am doing now, you could be okay with that, right?” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

After she finished, she ignored Wen Yanqing’s sudden pallor and let him wash his own face.

Aunt Zhong had already prepared the dinner. Lin Gantang took Wen Yanqing’s hand and led him to a chair, picked up a bowl for him to hold. “Aunt Zhong knows your dietary preferences best. I’ve already talked to her. From now on, she will help you with picking food and adding rice. It’s easier for you to use a spoon than chopsticks.”

Wen Yanqing’s hand clutched the spoon tightly.

“The clothes in the closet, I hung the most comfortable sets on the very front, so you can reach them as soon as you open the door. I’ve replaced all your cups with steel ones to prevent you from accidentally breaking them and cutting your feet.”

Lin Gantang helped him serve the soup: “After dinner, have the servants take you to the yard to walk around, to digest the food and breathe some fresh air.”

She took the medicine out in preparation, “Remember to take your medicine, you can’t throw it away like when you had a fever before. It’s bad for your health.”

“Tangtang,” Wen Yanqing interrupted, his eyelashes trembling, his lips gradually turning white. “Stop talking.”

“If I don’t mention it, will you remember? Since you’ve arranged everything for my future, it’s only right that I remind you of these little things,” Lin Gantang said softly.

Wen Yanqing felt a discomfort in his heart, as though a sponge full of water, ready to overflow at a touch, his throat choked. “Did you come back to say goodbye to me?”

“Isn’t that what you wanted? You’re afraid of holding up my future. Though you didn’t say you wanted me to leave, you already think you’re not worthy, right?” Lin Gantang said sorrowfully. “I love you. I can’t keep making it difficult for you, can I?”

Lin Gantang looked at him, hope deep in her eyes, “Or have you changed your mind, realizing you want me to stay by your side, regardless of the future?”

“After leaving for two days, I’ve thought it through,” she said. Her eyes already warming, she held back the emotion and made her voice as calm as before, “I don’t want to leave. I don’t mind the others, as long as you ask, I will stay.”

Wen Yanqing closed his eyes with a bitter smile, “Tangtang, I couldn’t even stand steady on the balcony just now.”

“So, do you still want me to leave?” Lin Gantang’s eyes reddened.

Wen Yanqing tasted the bitterness rising in his throat as a desolate emotion slowly spread from the bottom of his heart.

“We need to come to a conclusion. Can’t we stop arguing, please?” Lin Gantang fought back tears, took off her ring, and placed it in his palm, her voice no longer able to hide her sobs, “Here, take it back. There’s no use for me to keep it.”

She stood up, the bell at her feet shook a few times, Lin Gantang tilted her head back to push the tears away, went to the drawer for scissors, biting her lip firmly, and with resolve, she cut through in one go.

Tears splattered and shattered on the floor.

She walked up to him, placed the cut ankle bracelet on the table, and kissed his cold lips.

“This time, I’m really leaving.”

She turned and walked away.

Her steps grew more distant, the bell on the table rolled to the edge, and with a chime, it fell to the floor.