Chapter 885: Chapter 115: Little Rui Is Our Child 2 (Second Update)

"...Doesn’t your house have any mirrors?" Nie Xiaoxing pulled a long face, got up from the sofa, and coldly tossed out these words before heading for the door.

"Do I look like I’m so poor I can’t even afford a mirror?" Gu Yan stiffened his neck, glaring at the back of Nie Xiaoxing.

"Idiot!"

Nie Xiaoxing’s voice floated in from outside the door.

"Nie Xiaoxing, if you have the guts, don’t leave!" Gu Yan jumped up from the sofa in anger, standing with his hands on his hips, glaring toward the door, and shouted loudly.

Nie Xiaoxing, who had just entered the elevator, almost couldn’t resist going back to hit him when he heard Gu Yan’s taunt!

Clenching his palms, Nie Xiaoxing took a deep breath, turned around, and closed the elevator.

...

About an hour and a half later, Nie Xiaoxing changed into a stylish leather jacket and jeans and returned to the studio with some packaged food.

Seeing Nie Xiaoxing come in, Gu Yan squinted his eyes, humming all along.

Nie Xiaoxing glanced at Gu Yan, ignoring him.

He placed the food in his hand on the coffee table and said, "Take the dishes out from inside, I’ll go call Sister Yi."

"Are you ordering me?" Gu Yan stared at Nie Xiaoxing with a hostile look.

Nie Xiaoxing frowned impatiently, turning his head to stare at Gu Yan, "I don’t want to argue with you, and I’m in a bad mood now, so you’d better not irritate me!"

Bad mood?

Gu Yan was slightly taken aback, staring at Nie Xiaoxing with wide eyes.

Why is he in a bad mood?

Nie Xiaoxing pursed his lips, turned his head, and walked upstairs.

Gu Yan frowned, staring at her.

She should at least say why she’s in a bad mood? Ending her words halfway, doesn’t she know I’m very curious?

But...

Gu Yan squinted his eyes.

Why should he be curious about the reason she’s in a bad mood?

Why should he care if she’s in a bad mood?

Gu Yan clicked his tongue, not thinking too deeply, instead bowed his head, obediently opened the takeout boxes, and took out the disposable meal boxes with dishes, arranging them neatly on the coffee table.

Nie Xiaoxing went upstairs, his eyes inadvertently glanced downstairs, only to see Gu Yan seriously arranging the meal boxes, causing his gaze to flicker slightly.

Nie Xiaoxing retracted his gaze and walked toward the bed where Yige was lying.

Sitting at the bedside, Nie Xiaoxing looked at Yige, who appeared to be asleep, and said, "Sister Yi, get up and have something to eat."

Yige’s long black eyelashes trembled slightly, then slowly opened her eyes and looked at Nie Xiaoxing.

Nie Xiaoxing had no expression on his face, just reached out to hold one of Yige’s arms, "Let’s eat."

Tang Yige slowly sat up and said to Nie Xiaoxing, "I’ll change my clothes first."

"Okay." Nie Xiaoxing stared at her dry red eyes, and after a few seconds, he said.

Then, Nie Xiaoxing got up and went downstairs.

Tang Yige sat dazed on the bed for over ten seconds before standing up, taking a plain white sweater and jeans from the wardrobe, and heading into the bathroom.

About ten minutes later, Tang Yige came out of the bathroom and went straight downstairs.

Gu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing were sitting on the sofa, and upon hearing footsteps descending, they both looked toward the stairs.

Tang Yige coolly glanced at the two, walked downstairs, and headed toward the sofa.

Gu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing immediately scooted over to make space.

Tang Yige then sat on the spot they vacated on the sofa.

Looking at the aromatic dishes on the coffee table, Tang Yige said, "Everyone is hungry, let’s eat."

After saying this, Tang Yige picked up a bowl of rice and disposable chopsticks from the coffee table, turning to look at Gu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing.

Gu Yan’s eyelid twitched, quickly picking up the remaining two bowls of rice from the table, and stuffed one into Nie Xiaoxing’s hands.

Gu Yan was in a hurry, and Nie Xiaoxing grabbed it just as quickly.

Frowning, he silently gave Gu Yan a sidelong glance, leaned over, picked up chopsticks from the coffee table, and handed a pair to Gu Yan.

When Gu Yan took them, he deliberately looked at Nie Xiaoxing, only to receive an eye roll from Nie Xiaoxing that seemed to call him an idiot.

Gu Yan, "..."

The meal was eaten in silence, without even the sound of chewing.

They ate for about twenty minutes.

Tang Yige put down her rice bowl and chopsticks.

Gu Yan looked at the bowl with only a small corner of rice missing, frowning, he looked at Yige, "Sister Xiao Yi, how can you eat so little, eat more."

"I’m not very hungry." Yige said.

Gu Yan didn’t know what to say in response.

Everyone knew why she ate so little.

After what happened today, there’s hardly room for digesting food, let alone the mood to eat.

With Tang Yige not eating, naturally, Gu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing couldn’t eat much either.

The two people put down their chopsticks one after another.

Nie Xiaoxing got up and cleared the leftovers on the coffee table.

Gu Yan sat steadily in the sofa, watching Nie Xiaoxing clean up, with an expression that said, "I’m a big man, not suited for doing these things," with a sense of justified peace.

"You all can go back, don’t worry about me," Yige said.

Nie Xiaoxing paused slightly in her actions and looked back at Yige.

Yige stood up and helped Nie Xiaoxing tidy up.

Nie Xiaoxing wanted to say she could handle it, but swallowed the words that came to her lips.

"I’m not a child, I’ll take care of myself, don’t worry," Yige said again.

"Sister Xiao Yi, we should stay to keep you company. It’s good to have someone to talk to," Gu Yan looked at Yige with concern.

"I’ve been living alone all these years, long used to being by myself. If you’re here, it’ll only be a burden,"

Yige lightly said, glancing at Gu Yan.

"Sister Xiao Yi..."

"Little Yanzi, I know you’re worried about me, but now, I really just want to be alone,"

Yige looked directly at Gu Yan and said.

"Sister Xiao Yi..."

"Sister Yi, call us anytime if anything comes up," Nie Xiaoxing interrupted, speaking to Yige before Gu Yan could say anything.

Gu Yan frowned, gazing at Nie Xiaoxing bewilderedly.

In his view, Yige was really not suited to be alone right now.

Nie Xiaoxing also looked at Gu Yan, her eyes cold and indifferent, yet clear and lucid.

"I understand," Yige said.

Nie Xiaoxing nodded, picked up a backpack from the sofa and slung it over her shoulder, lifting the garbage bag filled with leftovers, and said to Gu Yan, "Let’s go."

Gu Yan pursed his lips, unmoving.

Nie Xiaoxing’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she stepped forward, bent over, took Gu Yan’s hand from his knee, and stared at him, "Let’s go."

Nie Xiaoxing didn’t know if it was because she was too thin, but her hand was icy.

The moment Gu Yan’s hand was held by hers, he couldn’t help but shiver.

"Hurry up," Nie Xiaoxing said.

"..." Gu Yan looked at the hand held by Nie Xiaoxing, gritted his teeth, stood up from the sofa, and said to Yige, "Sister Xiao Yi, remember, we’re always behind you."

Yige smiled, "What? Afraid I’m thinking of suicide?"

Gu Yan, "..."

Seeing Gu Yan’s suddenly constricted brow, Yige pulled a wry smile, "Don’t worry, your Sister Xiao Yi isn’t that fragile. After going through so much, it’s not like I’d suddenly feel life is unbearable. So, I won’t think of suicide."

Hearing Yige say this, Gu Yan finally felt some ease, slightly relieved, and left the studio with Nie Xiaoxing.

As soon as Gu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing left the studio, the curve on Yige’s lips vanished completely.

She slowly looked around at the studio, the desolation and bleakness within her heart amplifying bit by bit.

Since she couldn’t live peacefully here, it might be better to leave.

Maybe.

Only when wandering would she truly find peace.

...

In just three days, Yige sold the only dwelling she had in Z City at a low price.

The day after the studio was sold, Yige booked a flight to Mexico, departing at five that afternoon.

Yige didn’t tell anyone her plan.

She deliberately kept the sale of the studio secret from everyone.

And when she left,

maybe she would never come back!

In the afternoon at two-thirty, Yige transferred one million yuan to Zhou Xueran’s account.

At three o’clock, she took a taxi to the airport.

Arrived at the airport at three forty.

Collected her ticket and sat in the departure lounge at four ten.

In twenty minutes, boarding would begin.

Sitting in the departure lounge, that familiar feeling of loneliness surrounded her once more.

Yige knew.

Once she left, she was truly destined to be lonely for life, living a friendless, wandering existence.

Perhaps one day, she might die in some city while wandering, and no one would know.

But, what does it matter?

People come into this world alone, and leave alone. Isn’t that how it should be?

Nothing to be sad about!