Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âIâm alright.â Xu Wennuan adjusted her breathing and asked, âHow about you?â
âIâm alright, too.â Lu Bancheng sounded genuinely nice, and he even smiled at Xu Wennuan after answering. In fact, Xu Wennuan lost herself in Lu Banchengâs smile.
Itâs been two months since I last saw him, but it feels like a century when I see him smiling...
Xu Wennuan quickly regained her composure. As she was about to say something else, he started to talk to her first from the car. âIâve got something to handle, so I have to leave now.â
He failed to say, though, anything about future contact, an omission that caused Xu Wennuan to grip her clothes so tightly that her cheeks became pale. She tried hard to remain calm while slightly nodding at Lu Bancheng and saying, âBye now.â
âBye.â Lu Bancheng smiled and instructed the driver in front of him in a low tone, âLetâs go.â
The car started to move as the window was slowly rolled up, and by the time it merged onto the road all the windows were closed.
...
âBro Bancheng, you didnât go to America. Why did you lie to her?â the girl asked. After the car had driven a few blocks, she became angry when he still hadnât answered her question and turned to Lu Bancheng, who was still watching Xu Wennuan in the distance. He still hadnât heard her and said anything.
âBro Bancheng, you donât think Iâm stupid, do you? I know who she is. I saw her pictures on your phone. I also know her name is Xu Wennuan. My aunt told me sheâs your ex-wife. And when you were injured and in the hospital, you were calling her name every day for the two weeks you were in coma.â
Xu Wennuanâs figure had disappeared, but Lu Bancheng still fixed his eyes on the spot he had last seen her.
âBro Bancheng... You still like her, donât you? You have made yourself like this because of her. Am I right?â
âMade yourself like this?â
Lu Bancheng had been quiet, but these words had hurt him. He batted his eyelashes before he looked away from the window and laid his eyes on his own leg.
âBrother Bancheng, why donât you want her to know you like her if you do like her? You saved her. If you had just told her that you like her, then you two could be together now. I didnât buy that you were caressing my hair in the car just now because you like me... Itâs because you want her to think that weâre in a relationship.â The longer Lu Bancheng remained quiet, the angrier she got.
Nervous that the situation might escalate, the driver said, âMiss Biao, letâs not talk about this right now.â
âI donât want to talk about it, but I feel bad for Bro Bancheng. Can you tell me of anyone you know who is so stupid that he would do this to himself while still wishing the best for her? Whoâs thinking for Bro Sheng then? I donât care. Iâm going to contact her and tell her whatâs going on.â
âI dare you!â Lu Bancheng suddenly scolded her with no warning. She was so scared her mouth hung open, yet no words escaped. Her eyes, though, dulled in anger and she turned to smack the back of Lu Banchengâs head.
âI am telling you one more time. Donât go near her! I do not want you to interrupt her life. It is my business and has nothing to do with you!â As Lu Bancheng finished his tirade, the car stopped in front of the Lu familyâs address.