Can We Say No to Divorce?
Chapter 102 - 82: Touch, Thunder Strikes Earthly Fire

Chapter 102: Chapter 82: Touch, Thunder Strikes Earthly Fire

Bei Ran was fully engrossed in editing the planning document on her phone, naturally, she did not notice a familiar car parked not far from her, which was Gu Qingchen’s car.

At this moment, she was lifted into the car by Tang Baijin, and because she struggled, the umbrella fell to the ground and was blown away by the wind.

As the rain grew heavier, both of them were quickly drenched.

She didn’t know what Tang Baijin was doing with her hair, she only knew that when he placed her in the passenger seat, she glared furiously at this man!

"Tang Baijin, can you not be so childish?" Bei Ran said angrily looking at him.

Tang Baijin saw her like a hedgehog, who would raise all her spines facing him.

He gently touched every spine on her body with his hand, not caring even if it caused him to bleed profusely.

"Let’s leave here first." Tang Baijin buckled her seatbelt, and when he turned back, Gu Qingchen’s car was no longer in the misty rain.

Tang Baijin took the driver’s seat and asked her, "Where to?"

Bei Ran answered with her silence.

Tang Baijin drove out: "If you won’t speak, then we’ll go to my house!"

Sure enough, Tang Baijin drove to his house.

When he went to carry Bei Ran into his house, she got out of the car instead.

Tang Baijin still lived in the place they had once lived, a small river house he designed himself.

This small villa was made of wood, leisurely and comfortable.

Bei Ran thought she could forget, but it turns out, those past memories were still there.

Previously, she and he would sit by the river, running barefoot on the cobblestones...

It’s just that back then, she was young, and he too was young.

Youth knows not sorrow!

Bei Ran stood dazed by the cobblestone path, staring into the distance.

Tang Baijin stood by, gazing at her.

He knew that she was recalling the past.

So he did not disturb her.

The rain was still incessantly falling.

The fog also continuously rose during the night.

Bei Ran gazed on until she could barely see what was ahead.

After a long time, Bei Ran finally said, "Baijin, what do you see ahead?"

Tang Baijin gazing intently at her, said affectionately, "Although there is fog ahead, I will firmly hold your hand, push through the dense fog, and keep moving forward until we see a bright sunny day."

Bei Ran chuckled softly, "I never thought you’d be poetic too. If I said we truly can’t go back, would you still cling on? The past was indeed beautiful, but it’s forever only in my heart. If you still cling to it now, you’d wipe away all that beauty."

"Bei Ran, you’re so cruel!" Tang Baijin suddenly held her slender shoulders tightly.

Bei Ran looked through the mist at him: "Just consider me a heartless, cruel woman then!"

"No—" Tang Baijin shook his head, "I can’t let go! Do you remember that day on the construction site? Gu Qingchen was holding your hand and walking away, even though you and he were husband and wife, I told myself, I will bring you happiness, I will be with you. Now, you are divorced, and you fully have the right to choose your happiness!"

Bei Ran looked at him firmly, saying, "The happiness I want now is to live with my two treasures, to accompany them in growing up healthy and happy. I don’t want anything else..."

"I can do that too, Bei Ran, I’ve said, no matter whose children they are, I will treat them as my own. I will love them." Tang Baijin uncontrollably tightened his grip on her shoulders, "Why do you keep rejecting me? Why?"

He squeezed her shoulders forcefully while shaking her body.

Bei Ran felt a bit dizzy, "Baijin, don’t do this..."

"Then tell me, why? I love you so much, why do I not even have the right to pursue you?" Tang Baijin said angrily, "If you really want me to give up, give me a convincing reason!"

"Reason?" Bei Ran swayed in the mist, "What reason? My heart no longer has you in it, is that not enough..."

But before she could finish her words, Tang Baijin kissed her.

In the mist, he held her tight, as if wanting to fuse her into his bones.

The rain, is cold.

The lips, are cool.

The body, is soaked.

The heart, is desolate.

This kiss, for Bei Ran, was not beautiful.