638 What Was More Important Than His Life Was Lin Nuan

Wen Moshen took a long look into Lin Nuan eyes, seeming as if he had put things down.

Lin Nuan nodded once again, and a hint of a smile appeared in her eyes. \"En, being safe and healthy is most important. It's good as long as Brother Moshen understands!\"

Wen Moshen took out a gift box from his pocket and handed it to Lin Nuan. \"Before I leave, I want to give this to you!\"

Lin Nuan looked at the gift box in Wen Moshen's hand…

\"I've wanted to give you this for a very long time… It was supposed to be your birthday present!\" Wen Moshen smiled. \"A few years ago, I thought that I'd be able to rush back in time and give it to you. Who would have expected that when I left… it would turn out to be for over four years! I had already forgotten about it, but it fell from the bookshelves when I was packing up my stuff from before. Therefore, I've brought it here for you!\"

The box was small and exquisite, and Lin Nuan's intuition told her that she shouldn't take it. She smiled and said to Wen Moshen, \"My birthday that year wasn't worth celebrating, so we can forget about the birthday present. If Brother Moshen meets a girl you like in the future, you can give it…\"

\"Nuan Nuan, this is something I prepared for you. Even if you don't want it, take it first! It's fine for you to throw it away after I've turned away! But don't reject me to my face!\"

Wen Moshen's smile had a hint of bitterness in it. The man who had once been graceful and dignified now sounded as if he was pleading.

Lin Nuan shook her head and didn't give in. However, the smile in her eyes became increasingly warm.

Her dense and lovely eyelashes lowered, fluttering softly like butterflies' wings. Her gaze brushed past the small box in Wen Moshen's hands, then she raised her small and clean face, wearing an unperturbed expression. \"I can't do that. Brother Moshen, I'm already Fu Huai'an's wife. Your gift… should be a ring, and it isn't suitable for me to accept it!\"

The hand in which Wen Moshen was holding the small gift box tightened. He knew that it wasn't suitable for him to be giving this gift, but he still tried to give it out. He was still holding onto a strand of hope.

Maybe Lin Nuan was right not to accept it!

If Lin Nuan were to accept it, Wen Moshen would harbor another strand of hope in his heart.

Wen Moshen reached out his hand to take Lin Nuan's hand that was holding onto the black plastic bag, stuffing the small box into her hand.

Lin Nuan furrowed her brows tightly, wanting to pull her hand away from Wen Moshen's. However, Wen Moshen held onto her tightly. \"Nuan Nuan, after I leave this time around… we might never meet again! There's no other meaning in me giving this to you. I just want to account for my past and find some closure!\"

Wen Moshen's hand was even colder than Lin Nuan's. Lin Nuan exerted a lot of strength to pull her hand away, and both the black plastic bag and the box that Wen Moshen had forcibly stuffed into her hand dropped to the ground. Lin Nuan staggered one step backward before standing firmly, her chest undulating slightly.

The sanitary napkins rolled out of the black plastic bag. Wen Moshen's lips parted slightly as his gaze moved from Lin Nuan's face to the ground. He bent down to pick up the sanitary napkins and gift box, placing them both into the black plastic bag. He then stood up and handed the plastic bag back to Lin Nuan. \"You're out in the rain despite being on your period? Where's Fu Huai'an? Where are the servants at home? Why didn't they come out and buy them for you?\"

Lin Nuan couldn't help but feel embarrassed that such a private item had been seen by some other man, not to mention him posing the questions in such an imposing manner. She controlled her voice and took the black plastic bag from Wen Moshen's hand. \"No! I'm just buying them to prepare for a later time!\"

She looked at Wen Moshen and said, \"Brother Moshen, I hope that you'll be able to remain safe and healthy in the future. I won't be sending you off on the day you depart!\"

Wen Moshen nodded.

He watched as Lin Nuan turned to leave, feeling very hurt inside…

However, he knew that this was how Lin Nuan had always been. She never acted ambiguously with others. It was either like or dislike for her!

He had been very fortunate to have received Lin Nuan's scorching love in the past.

He had been very unfortunate to have missed Lin Nuan!

In the past, Wen Moshen had asked Lin Nuan what he could do to get her back. He was ready to give anything, even his life…

However, Wen Moshen now knew that even his life couldn't get back the Lin Nuan that had loved him!

It would never get her back!

It was because Lin Nuan had loved him with such a great passion in the past that they were so distant right now.

If she hadn't loved him in the past, they might at least be able to get along like they had back then…

The rain came down increasingly heavily, and Wen Moshen seemed as if he didn't feel anything as he stood in the heavy rain. No one knew if the water on his face was rainwater or tears.

If he could go back to before 2016, Wen Moshen would be willing to pay any price!

If he could go back, he'd definitely not choose to be with Gu Hanyan to avoid controversy!

He would embrace Lin Nuan tightly and tell her that he loved her!

Wen Moshen had told Lin Nuan earlier that after experiencing life and death, he felt that there was nothing more important than life. However, there was one thing he didn't say… What was more important than his life was Lin Nuan, as well as the love that she had given him in the past!

Without Lin Nuan, Wen Moshen's life in the future could only be said to be perfunctory.

Wen Moshen closed his eyes and let the heavy rain drench his entire body, not feeling the cold.

…

When Lin Nuan entered the door and changed her shoes, her chest was still undulating intensely.

Auntie Li, who had just come out from the kitchen, saw Lin Nuan and asked, \"Madam, what happened? Why are you so out of breath?\"

\"It's raining outside, and I didn't bring an umbrella, so I ran a little!\" Lin Nuan didn't wish to worry Auntie Li, so she went upstairs after giving her a smile.

In the bathroom, Lin Nuan dried her hair and used tissue paper to wipe the muddy water on the sanitary napkins' packaging. She was just about to throw away the black plastic bag when she realized that there was something else inside. Lin Nuan opened up the plastic bag and saw that it was the gift that Wen Moshen had forcibly pushed on her earlier…

Lin Nuan held the ring box, and her brows furrowed tightly. Earlier, Lin Nuan had been anxious and hadn't noticed that Wen Moshen had put it into the plastic bag.

Holding the ring box was like holding a scorching yam in her hands.

Lin Nuan was torn, but she still eventually decided not to have a close relationship with Wen Moshen. His gift… Lin Nuan had no reason to keep it, especially when it was a ring!

She threw away the tissue paper and the black plastic bag, along with the ring box.

After exchanging her sanitary napkin, Lin Nuan's stomach was still twitching a little in pain. She washed her hands, changed clothes, and headed downstairs to make a cup of brown sugar water. She then recalled that Fu Huai'an wanted some food when he came back later.

Lin Nuan took the handmade noodles out of the fridge and stir-fried tomatoes and eggs while bearing with the pain in her abdomen. She then kept them warm in a pot of warm water before grabbing her laptop and snuggling up on the sofa, waiting for Fu Huai'an to come back.

Today was the first day \"A Sunday Date\" hosted by Weng Lin was being broadcast. Lin Nuan couldn't help but want to take a look.

The moment she opened up the video, the screen was nearly covered up by bullet comments. She couldn't see Weng Lin and the guests of the show…

[Please give me back my Miss Lin Nuan…]

[Please give me back my Lin Nuan goddess…]

[Although Lin Nuan's husband is handsome, he's too much. To think that he asked my Miss Lin Nuan to go back so that he'll be the only one who can see her!]

[Who is this old woman? There's no way that she's prettier than my Miss Lin Nuan!]

[I heard that there's an insider story. Lin Nuan seems to have been taken off the show due to some shady schemes…]

[I'm here to see my Nuan. What in the hell is this? Who is this woman?]

Lin Nuan's gaze remained calm as she looked at the bullet screen. She held the porcelain cup with both hands and took a sip of the brown sugar water, immediately scorching her tongue and subsequently turning off the bullet comments.