Chapter 528 You Still Hate Me

Chapter 528 you still hate me

This night, Gu Nuan was lying in the hotel room. She didn't know if the mattress was too soft, so she slept uncomfortably, tossing and turning until early morning.

I don't know how long I slept, but I didn't sleep long before the door was knocked on.

She rubbed her eyes, rolled over, and opened the door. Wenren Zhen was standing at the door.

Today, he put a black windbreaker on his suit jacket. The wind in the corridor blew in, and she couldn't help but shiver. The temperature today seemed colder than yesterday.

He had already pushed the door open a little more, then squeezed in with his lunch box.

Seeing her tired face, he frowned and looked at her.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Gu Nuan: ..."

In a strange environment, she never slept well, and it took her a few days to get used to it. He didn't know that.

Seeing that she was silent, he went to the closet and took out her coat to help her put it on:

"It's cold outside. Wear thicker. Be careful of catching a cold."

Gu Nuan stood there, feeling his strange tenderness, but as if he was in the cold wind, he did not even dare to move.

"Let's go and have breakfast."

She spoke softly, her voice calm, as if there had never been a rift in her relationship.

Gu Nuan shuddered and subconsciously took a step back.

"Gu Nuan,"

Wenren Zhen shouted again.

"Come and have breakfast."

"... Gu Nuan finally walked over slowly.

Until he reached the table, he put a cushion on the chair and said, "Sit down."

"... Gu Nuan pulled down the chair and sat down slowly across from him.

On the dining table, in front of her, were a few of the town's famous snacks, as well as the original soy milk, and seasonal fresh fruit.

One morning, he could make it so rich.

Wenren Zhen took her plate from the pastry room, opened the lid of the soy milk, blew it gently with his mouth, tasted it again, and then said:

"This is not hot anymore. Have a drink."

Gu Nuan nodded, picked up the soy milk, but avoided the place where his mouth had just touched, and slowly drank it.

Wenren Zhen's face darkened when he saw the way she dodged, and his brows furrowed even more, but he did not flare up.

Gu Nuan didn't burn his hand again, and his scalded finger was no longer red and swollen today because of the good scalding cream applied on it last night. It was just that the skin was a little thick.

The two of them sat quietly eating breakfast, and neither of them spoke, except for the sound of chewing and drinking soy milk.

After breakfast, Wenren Zhen cleaned up the table and came in. He saw gu nuan sitting on the bed.

He came over, sat down beside her bed, looked at her, and then said:

"I'm going back."

"... Gu Nuan's heart skipped a beat and he looked up at him almost subconsciously.

Wenren Zhen, on the other hand, was staring at her without blinking.

"You, have nothing to say to me?" Wenren Zhen asked.

"... Gu Nuan just looked at him, but didn't say anything.

"Do you think... You have nothing to say to me?"

Wenren Zhen asked again.

Hearing his question, Gu Nuan's body understood a little, then got out of bed, walked to the chair beside the table and sat down.

"I heard that the president is a person who does great things and is also a filial son. It's almost the new year, and it's really time to go home and reunite."

She finally opened her mouth and said something, but she had already distanced herself from him several levels.

Wenren Zhen walked over and sat down in the chair opposite her, squinting his eyes at her.

After a long time, he spoke in a deep voice.

"I understand what you mean. You can say that to wen ren's president, but to me, your husband, you have nothing to say, right?"

"... Gu Nuan lowered his head and did not speak again.

Wenren Zhen looked at her and said after a long time, "Do you still hate me?"

"No."

"No?"

Wenren Zhen slowly stood up and walked to her side.

Gu Nuan did not look up, but even so, she could feel the concentration in his eyes, which made her heart tremble.

And his breath, on top of her head, was heavy and long, blowing on her forehead like a gentle hand.

"Really not?"

Gu Nuan: ..."

She was not too surprised. Wenren Zhen was still the same as before, almost able to see through the deepest part of the heart.

In front of him, Gu Nuan could hardly hide, just like when she first met him.

At this point, Gu Nuan did not have any more scruples and slowly looked up at him:

"Really not."

Wenren Zhen was obviously surprised to hear these four words.

After the shock, Wenren Zhen quickly calmed down, his dark and deep eyes flashing an uncertain light under the light.

He silently watched Gu Nuan for a long time. He reached out and gently stroked her face with his palm. Almost instantly, Gu Nuan felt the heat emanating from his palm.

Gu Nuan's cold face was pressed against his burning palm, and he seemed to have fallen into a pit of fire. He quickly got up and took a step back, avoiding the touch of his palm.

Wenren Zhen's hand, frozen in the air.

Not sure if it was because of the cold or something else, Wenren Zhen's fingers were trembling in the air, and even his joints were a little white.

After a long time, he put away his hand, looked at her and said slowly:

"You... Still hate me."

Gu Nuan: ..."

"Hate me for letting you miscarry, hate me for leaving you in Zulu People's primitive tribe, hate me for not caring about your life or death, or..."

Wenren Zhen paused and looked at Gu Nuan with a strange look in his eyes.

"Are you still jealous of her?"

She, of course, meant cheng yun' er!

Finally, he spoke of her in his heart.

It turned out that he thought she insisted on getting a divorce and running here because she hated Cheng Yuner.

Thinking of this, Gu Nuan found it a little funny, but her face did not smile.

He lowered his head, pondered a little, and then said faintly.

"I have no hatred for her, so why should I say that?"

When her words fell, the room suddenly became quiet, and even the wind outside the window seemed to have disappeared.

But Wenren Zhen's breath was so clear, so heavy that it sounded in his ear.

They fell together as if they were trying to suppress something.

Gu nuan's hand was on the edge of the table, trying to control herself, but her legs were trembling even more than Wenren Zhen's.

Time, little by little, the two of them silently held each other.

After a long time, Wenren Zhen's cold face seemed to be gradually melted by the sunlight outside the window, gradually warming up, and then reached out to help her.

"Sit down. You'll be tired standing there."

Gu Nuan sat down obediently, but still looked at him warily.

"Did you just say that there is no hatred?"

Wenren Zhen looked at her and said,

"You really escaped to this remote mountain village. When you said you liked Zulu People's tribe, I thought you were joking."

"You like life in the mountains?"

Gu Nuan: ..."

"The people in the mountains are good to you, especially the substitute teacher, Huang Qingquan?"

Gu Nuan: ... "The people in the mountains are simple, warm and kind."

"Do you like the substitute teacher named Huang Qingquan?"

Gu Nuan: ..."

Wenren Zhen picked up his teacup and took a sip of water. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing an inscrutable arc.

"Actually, not only you, but I also like him very much. As a person who grew up in such a remote place, he actually has his own ideas and is not satisfied with the current situation. If he reads more books, maybe he is a talent."

When Wenren Zhen spoke, Gu Nuan listened quietly. When she heard his evaluation of Huang Qingquan, she couldn't help but be startled.

"I heard you taught him how to read and taught him how to teach?"

Gu Nuan: ..."

"When did you stop hating me?" Wenren Zhen asked again.

Gu Nuan: ..."

Since when?

When Gu Nuan heard Wenren Zhen's question, she was in a daze and the past surged towards her like a tidal wave.

In Zulu People's tribe, she saw Cheng Yuner covered in blood, and saw Wenren Zhen pick her up and run like crazy. At that moment, Wenren Zhen completely forgot that there was her behind him...

Now, face to face with him, time has changed, but the past is like a movie, as if it was just yesterday.

However, in the face of it, the mood has changed.

After a long time, Gu Nuan said softly,

"From the time I got on the plane in Poirot quarner."

Wenren Zhen was immediately shocked, as if he had been shaken by something, and looked at her with his eyes wide open.

"By that time, I had completely figured it out."

Gu Nuan said faintly.

"What have you figured out?" Wenren Zhen was so nervous that his voice trembled.

What have you figured out?

Recalling the days in Poirot quarner, the last night, when she was lying on the sofa, he hugged her with the quilt. His temperature was so high, but she still felt cold.

Thinking of this, Gu Nuan said softly:

"Everyone has their own story, and everyone has their own feelings buried deep in their hearts. And feelings, not business, not how much you pay, the other party must repay you."

At that time, he was so desperate for Cheng Yuner that he even forgot about her existence. In fact, she had already figured it out.

Wenren Zhen couldn't bear to see Cheng Yuner get hurt a little, to leave her behind, to feel wronged, and even to doubt her words.

Such feelings can only be understood by those who have given their hearts.

To put it bluntly, he was just a pitiful person who could not be loved.

Just like her, Gu Ling and Jiang Haoxuan, in the face of feelings, scarred or scheming, all they wanted was to stay by their loved ones'side.

If hatred could be exchanged for love, she would rather choose to hate.

Hateful, nothing can be exchanged. What's the use of hating?

No longer hated him for leaving her behind for Cheng Yuner, no longer hated him for not believing her for Cheng Yuner.

After seeing it clearly, he understood that he could not even hate it.