Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Multiple Choice Questions (3)
Translator: 549690339
“Qin Zhiyou, you damn miser…”
Before she could finish the word “door”, he moved towards her.
Only children make choices, adults choose to refuse them all.
Lu Weixi was already extremely tired and was further exhausted by him. Struggling to speak, she said, “Can’t you not come home?”
Qin Zhiyou answered confidently, “I can’t, need to save money.”
Lu Weixi refused: “But I don’t want to be with you.”
“Qin Zhiyou!” Lu Weixi’s temples throbbed painfully as she forced herself to sit up, her voice stern. “You should know what I mean. I don’t want to go on like this with you.”
Qin Zhiyou also slowly sat up. Although the lights weren’t on, she could feel the unconcerned brightness in his eyes and the careless tone of his voice. “We’ve been married for five years, we’ve been together countless times. Isn’t it a bit late for you to call the shots now? Even if you don’t want to tomorrow, won’t I still return once next month comes? What’s the difference?”
Lu Weixi suddenly had a feeling. Had he discovered something when they were at the hot springs? Did he know she wanted a separation, that she didn’t want him to come back, so he deliberately acted out like this? The more she didn’t want him to touch her, the more he made a scene. It had nothing to do with love, it was just the instinct of a male animal.
But apart from Xue Feifei, there was no one else around her, and Xue Feifei was her best friend who hated Qin Zhiyou the most, so she definitely wouldn’t betray her.
He couldn’t get a divorce, didn’t want to go find someone else for the time being, so he came back to find her, and it was cheaper, too.
“Qin Zhiyou, I hate you.”
In the darkness, Lu Weixi said these words through gritted teeth.
Over there, Qin Zhiyou, who had just been speaking confidently, suddenly fell silent. Even though he was close, she couldn’t see his face, but she could vaguely hear the sound of him swallowing. After a long moment, she heard a soft laugh, followed by his indifferent voice: “I don’t love you, either.”
No need to say more after that, they both lay down, one turned left, one turned right, neither of them said anything, simply loathing each other.
Lu Weixi had a nightmare.
In her dream, she seemed to be back at the moment when her parents’ home changed six years ago.
Lu Xun once said, what is tragedy? A tragedy is showing the destruction of something valuable in life.
In her senior year, it seemed as if all her happiness had shattered overnight, everything had changed. Her parents divorced, arguing all night, throwing things, silent. Then there was a new round of arguing with family and friends, throwing things, more silence. This cycle repeated a few times, from early autumn till winter, they no longer argued, only when they met again was at the Civil Affairs Bureau. She stood by her mother, and on her father’s side was that woman, that woman’s daughter, and a whole bunch of legal affairs, executives, teams from the company.
Snowflakes drifted in the sky, highlighting the stubborn yet ridiculous figures of her and her mother, standing alone.
She knew that her mother wanted to divorce yet didn’t want to. She felt the same way–she loved her father, but hated him even more.
The day after her parents divorced, she went to the police station and changed her last name from Bai to Lu. Not long after, during a physical examination, her mother was diagnosed with liver cancer.
It wasn’t until later that she found out that her mother might have sensed her father’s infidelity for a long time, just had been hiding it from her. Her mother didn’t know at the time that her father’s mistress was her own longtime friend, but she vaguely felt there was such a person. The stupidest thing her mother did was telling that friend about her suspicion of her father’s infidelity. As a result, even though she had her doubts for the next few years, her father and her friend were on guard against her, hiding it so well that she was none the wiser. It might be this kind of long-term pressure that led her mother to develop liver cancer.
However, at this time, Qin Zhigu broke up with her.
Because of her ex-best friend.
She could never forget the sight of Qin Zhigu looking determined as he stood silently in front of her. Nor could she forget her former best friend tearfully clinging to his arm, seemingly fragile and pitiful, but with a fleeting look of smug satisfaction in her eyes. Just like that snowy day when she and her mother stood in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, severing all ties with her father.
It was clearly a sunny day, clearly the peach blossoms were blooming in March, so why did it feel like it was snowing again?
Then…
She also remembered the surprised expression on Qin Zhigu’s face when she first appeared as a couple with Qin Zhiyou. Not just Qin Zhigu, but her ex-best friend, her father’s mistress and her daughter, the Qin family, and Qin Zhiyou’s fiancee’s family, as well as other relatives and friends. The expressions were varied and wonderful, a feast for the eyes.
Soon, her father took his mistress and her daughter and went abroad. The Qin brothers, Zhigu and Zhizha, also went abroad to study. Qin Zhiyou’s fiancee and her family also left.
With all the hustle and bustle gone, after their marriage, Qin Zhiyou continued to live a life of debauchery. She only needed to focus on her studies, work, and taking care of her sick mother. Life continued day by day, but now, Qin Zhiyou was challenging her bottom line. She wanted to fight, but it was hard. However, it was okay, at least she wasn’t out of options.
Luckily, she had no feelings for Qin Zhiyou. No matter how bad he could be, it was just a cycle of pushing and pulling.
In her dream, Lu Weixi furrowed her brows, her lips moving lightly. She turned around, curling up as if she were a baby in her mother’s womb, feeling so cold.
But it seemed that suddenly, a warm stove tenderly surrounded her, and she couldn’t help but move closer to its warmth.
Qin Zhiyou’s eyes grew deeper, and his Adam’s apple moved up and down. Slowly, he wrapped his arm around her, drawing her in. After a while, he lowered his head slightly, rubbing his chin gently on the top of her head. A moment later, noticing that Lu Weixi showed no sign of resistance, he smoothed the creases between her eyebrows with his fingers. Gently, delicately, as if fearing to wake her.
In his restless state, he vaguely heard a broken sound. He slightly moved away, leaning in to listen closer.
Lu Weixi in her dream seemed to feel the heat source moving away, she stretched out her arm, gently holding his neck, her voice was a soft murmur, “Don’t go… don’t leave me…. Zhi…”
