NOVPUBChapter 658: 658, Shi Yuhan, could it be you?
Chapter 658: 658, Shi Yuhan, could it be you?
No one knew that she spent each day in emptiness, turning on the flat-screen TV, letting the sound fill the void, pretending there was someone there with her, even though she was not watching, and not listening.
She would sit down, staring blankly at the brick wall, her mind completely blank, numb to everything.
Everything she ate daily had a bitter taste, it was hard to swallow.
She knew she could not afford to cry incessantly, because it would be harmful to the child. Therefore, she tried to put on a smile as much as she could, hoping to cheer herself up.
She knew that even if she could not eat, she had to try to eat a little more, because the child needed nutrition.
For the sake of the child, she struggled to live like a regular person.
Only at these times, she revealed her sorrow. She gazed ahead full of longing, hoping that the person she missed so much would suddenly stop at her door in his car, get out, embrace her and take her home, along with their child.
So, whenever a car approached, her heart would either skip a beat or palpitate rapidly.
Who could it be? Who would be the driver? Could it be Shi Yuhuan?
However, in the end, she would only be met with disappointments, followed by foolish smiles, telling herself full of hope that the next person would be him, he would come to fetch her in his car.
In the end, her daily life became a cyclic routine: waking up, eating breakfast, watching TV blankly, having lunch, taking a nap, getting up for a walk, sitting at the door, eating dinner, and falling asleep to music.
Or to put it more accurately, trying to fall asleep while listening to music.
Because she often could not sleep, whether it was due to sleeping too much, she was not sure. Sometimes, just closing her eyes would bring the images of Shi Yuhuan’s handsome face, captivating smile, and gentle touch to her mind endlessly.
How much longer would she have to endure this situation?
Seeing Song Qinghuan sitting at the door, like a solitary island seemingly ravaged by war, broken and desolate, where nothing grew and desolation reigned everywhere, Shi Yuhuan felt as if his chest had been stabbed with a knife, with blood gushing forth and an unbearable pain.
If he once thought he could endure for a year, or even two, letting her stay here quietly just for their future, to keep her and their child safe…
Then he now knew, he couldn’t.
A year, was too long, he couldn’t wait!
When he knew that she sat at the door every day, he understood what she was waiting for.
He had held himself back until he could no longer resist the urge to see her.
However, seeing her in this state, utterly devoid of spirit, he suddenly wondered if she, Song Qinghuan, would have been happier if she had never met Shi Yuhuan in this life.
No!
He didn’t want this hypothetical situation. Song Qinghuan had to appear in his life. But he hoped it would be after he resolved everything.
With one arm propped on the car window, Shi Yuhuan’s fingers angrily clenched into fists, slightly whitening his knuckles. His slightly pale face turned sideways, as motionless as his gaze, staring fixedly at Song Qinghuan.
Time ticked away, second by second, and it felt as if a frosty chill had filled the car.
Then the other person in the car who had accompanied him, could not help but jest, “Are you sure you don’t need to get out?”
Shi Yuhuan was silent and expressionless, not even sparing him a glance.
The ignored Li Chengyun, with a mischievous smile pulling at his lips.
“She hasn’t been sleeping well these days,” Li Chengyun said casually, leaning back and speaking with a sense of deep meaning, seemingly curious to see just how long Shi Yuhuan could bear this.
