NOVPUBChapter 602: Be hard on yourself, and be harder on others
Chapter 602: Be hard on yourself, and be harder on others
This was the first time Song Qinghuan had heard Li Chengyun speak to her with such patience since she had known him.
“So, you’re my brother?” Song Qinghuan asked in a low and hoarse whisper.
“Brother!” She called again. After calling him, it was as if a pent-up flood had suddenly broken loose, and she started to wail uncontrollably.
Seeing her relative, her closest blood kin, the emotions she had been suppressing, the deep sense of grievance, it all flooded out like a tsunami.
Li Chengyun was taken aback, but recalling Song Qinghuan’s call of “brother”, a warm and gentle smile crept across his aloof and handsome face.
Adai, who was driving the car, shivered slightly when he saw this through the rear-view mirror.
“The Smiling Reaper” was Li Chengyun’s nickname, as his laughter generally spelled misfortune for others. The more beautiful his smile, the worse the fate of the person concerned. Therefore, Adai thought, it was not suitable for Mr. Li to smile at all – it was terrifying.
When Song Qinghuan’s crying had somewhat calmed down, Li Chengyun asked indifferently, “So, have you decided to come back to Q City with me?”
Song Qinghuan bit her lip and did not answer.
Li Chengyun’s gaze was sharp, as if peering into the depths of her heart: “You can’t bear to leave Shi Yuhuan!”
“What does this have to do with Shi Yuhuan?” Song Qinghuan pouted, denying it.
Li Chengyun knew she was trying to be quick-witted: “If you didn’t want to leave A City, why would you decide to divorce?”
Song Qinghuan angrily replied, “Even now, what will not divorcing do? Given how well you get along with him, you must have known about Shi Yuhuan and me, hiding our secret marriage. We were pretending to be married and had agreed to divorce after two years. I don’t want to leave A City because it’s the place that raised me, filled with my memories and happiness. All my joys and sorrows, whether it be happiness or pain are in this city. So I won’t leave. I won’t choose to run away at the smallest setback. Even divorced, I can still live well in A City.”
As she said this, Song Qinghuan’s voice became lower and lower. Tears welled up in her eyes again, but she did not cry. She stubbornly held back.
Just looking at her like this, it was clear that she didn’t really want to divorce.
Li Chengyun looked at her with an expressionless face, for the first time recognizing that his dissatisfied younger sister was actually much stronger, braver, more optimistic, and outstanding than he had imagined.
He thought for a moment, “Is how it began important? The future is what really matters in a marriage! Being able to become husband and wife is a blessing cultivated over several lifetimes. Such decisions should not be made impulsively.”
These words sounded a bit forced from Li Chengyun, as if forced from the pages of a book.
Song Qinghuan looked at him, feeling that he and these words didn’t match, like he was merely repeating someone else’s words.
But she didn’t question Li Chengyun, only sighing, “There’s more than just that between us, there’s also Zhan Jie. I can’t pretend nothing happened, I don’t want to gloss over a lifetime. A husband and wife shouldn’t and can’t live like that.”
“Zhan Jie?” Li Chengyun narrowed his eyes slightly: “Although Shi Yuhuan is too gloomy and cold-hearted, both to himself and others, since he married you, out of responsibility and morals, he will certainly treat you well and won’t involve other women. Based on your understanding of Shi Yuhuan, do you really think there’s something between him and Zhan Jie?”
