Chapter 129: We owe nothing to each other. We are both well.
Grandpa’s funeral was simple and solemn. Nanxi’s family had few relatives. The people attending the funeral were basically neighbors who were usually close friends.
Wang Yarui and Ning Haihai also came. After all, the friendship in the past was not worth the rush of love. The more Wang Yarui felt sorry for Nan Xi, the more uncomfortable Haihai felt. In this way, there was a gap in her heart.
Nanxi no longer had time to take care of so much. She was immersed in the sadness of losing her grandfather. Everyone comforted her to be strong and to be open-minded. She could only nod.
No one can truly understand the pain and hesitation she is feeling at this moment. However, she does not want her sadness to bring sadness to others.
On the first night after the funeral, there was sudden lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down. Nanxi, who finally fell asleep, was awakened by the sound of collision outside. She quickly got up, put on a coat and ran away living room.
I forgot to close the window in the living room. When the strong wind blew, heavy rain poured in. The small living room was like a small pond, and the water accumulated.
Nanxi was wearing cotton slippers. As soon as she walked in, the cotton slippers started to drink up. They made a "plop, plop" sound when she walked. Her feet, which were not warm at first, became even colder.
She trotted over and closed the window. The window was closed, but she also became a drowned rat. Her head and face were wet from the rain pouring in. She was shivering from the cold. Suddenly, she was surprised to see someone downstairs. A familiar figure stood beside him, and there was a familiar car.
Such a heavy rain, such a cold rain, it only hit a little and she felt freezing. But he stood underneath and remained motionless despite the wind and rain.
Nan Xi sneered. Her feet were soaked in the cold rain and she couldn't move them. She looked at Zhuo Ling standing downstairs and burst into tears again.
"What is this? What is this? What do you mean..."
Her eyes hurt. Her heart hurt. She turned around and ran out.
April is the rainy season. But this thunderstorm in the middle of the night was like crying for her. It was so thrilling. The rain kept falling. Occasionally, there were bursts of thunder. In addition to the sound of wind and rain, other sounds could be heard in the ears. All sounds are nothingness.
"Zhuo Ling." Nan Xi roared his name as soon as she arrived. The coat on her body had long since disappeared, and her thin pajamas had been soaked by the rain. "You bastard. What are you doing here? Get out of here. Quickly." Get out. Do you think my grandpa can survive if you stand here in the rain? Do you think I will soften my heart and forgive you if you do this? No way. Get out of here."
Zhuo Ling was soaked all over. He didn't expect to be seen by Nan Xi. He didn't expect that Nan Xi would run down. His legs were a little numb after standing for a long time. He pushed Nan Xi and said, "What are you doing out here? There are all these on you." Wet. Get in, get in."
Nan Xi waved her hand and shook him off while giving him a hard slap in the face. "Get out of here. Don't touch me. Get back to your car. Get out."
Nanxi shouted in a broken voice as loud as she could to get out. She couldn't say anything cruel except telling him to get out. While she hated him, she also couldn't bear to have him get wet in the rain at night.
Zhuo Ling took off his jacket and put it on her head. But his suit jacket was also dripping with water, which didn't help. Nanxi didn't need his care, so she pushed him hard. "Go away. I don't want to see you." It's your turn. Get out of here." Her voice was hoarse. She was shouting and beating, and she was almost crying. "Go back quickly. You... um..."
The next second, her lips were captured. Zhuo Ling held the back of her head and blocked her mouth with his own.
"Hmm, um..." Nan Xi wanted to shout, but couldn't. Her hands were still beating Zhuo Ling. Even if he abandoned her, she would not hate him so much. But at her grandfather's most critical moment, she The moment when he needed his help the most, he was accompanying An Qi to choose clothes. Which one is more important?
Just thinking of this, Nan Xi couldn't calm down. If Zhuo Ling hadn't cut off the medical expenses, or could have answered her phone as a guarantee, even if he had notified her in advance of cutting off the medical expenses, grandpa's situation wouldn't have been like this. serious.
Nanxi was like a crazy little beast, struggling, pushing, hitting and kicking in Zhuo Ling's arms. Zhuo Ling, however, held her head in both hands and allowed her to beat her.
Suddenly, Nan Xi's body stiffened in her arms. She slumped down weakly. "Axi. Axi..." Zhuo Ling gently patted her cheek. But she was unconscious. The heavy rain was still falling. The strong wind was getting stronger and stronger. Without saying a word, Zhuo Ling picked her up and walked towards the stairs.
When they got home, Zhuo Ling was surprised by the puddles in the living room. But he couldn't care so much. He carried Nan Xi, who had passed out, to the bathroom.
Nanxi's clothes were wet and he was wrapped tightly around his body. But his clothes were even wetter. Dirty water dripped wherever he went. Although it was early summer, the temperature was not very high and he was caught in the rain. He was shivering from the cold, not to mention Nanxi who was single and weak.
When changing Nanxi's clothes, Nanxi woke up. She cried as soon as she saw his actions. However, she was so tired that she almost collapsed. Her resistance could be ignored.
Zhuo Ling wiped her tears and put her into dry clothes as quickly as possible. Then he carried her back to the room and let her lie on the bed. He was so distressed that he couldn't say many words.
Nanxi was in a daze. Tears kept flowing. She couldn't control it. "Why is it like this? Why... But I don't need your explanation now. Even if you have difficulties, I will never forgive you again."
At that time, Zhuo Ling didn't understand that some pain could never be undone. He didn't understand that if a woman really gave up, it would be useless to try to make up for it afterwards.
He covered her with a quilt and said calmly: "I don't have any difficulty. I just happened to pass by here. I thought that grandpa was gone, so I wanted to come and have a look. That's it. If you hadn't come down suddenly, I would have left."
Nan Xi smiled softly, with deep contempt. "You want to hurt me again. Isn't it enough? What's the big deal about breaking up? Isn't it just that you don't love me anymore? As for being so incompetent like you He refused to say a word to me about breaking up. Zhuo Ling, everyone respects you, respects you and fawns over you. But I look down on you...I can't say the words to wish you happiness. From now on, we will not owe each other anything, and we will be well. .”
The two owe each other nothing. Each is well. Hearing these two words made Zhuo Ling feel angina.
There was silence. The cell phone rang at an inappropriate time. Zhuo Ling frowned. "What's wrong?"
"Miss Ling An is online. She said she had made a midnight snack and brought it to the company. I can't stand it anymore."
"Okay. I'll be right back."
Nanxi felt so uncomfortable that her chest felt tight. She had never known that heartache could reach this level. She felt that if it continued like this, she would definitely go with her grandfather. "Zhuo Ling, get out. Don't let your fiancée stay alone in the empty room. You Get out of here. I never want to see you again."
Zhuo Ling took a deep breath. He couldn't bear Nan Xi to be so sad. But things often backfired. He was the one who cut Nan Xi's wound again.