I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 841 - 839: Flowers Bloom on the Path, You May Return Slowly (1)

Chapter 841: Chapter 839: Flowers Bloom on the Path, You May Return Slowly (1)

"I’ve been waiting for you for so long, why haven’t you come back? If after this time, there’s no more chance to wait for you, then remember these eight words: ’Gone for years, goodnight goodnight’... The first goodnight is for you, the second goodnight, the ’evening’ is said to the world, and the ’peace’ is for you..."

The last "peace," appearing in the text message draft, was not typed as a word but as its pinyin.

His phone, whether wiped carelessly by the traffic police or by He Che, still had several bloody fingerprints on its screen... So, had he entered these words after the car accident?

Was it because he could not hold onto consciousness that he could not complete typing the last "peace," ending up in a coma?

He said, I’ve been waiting for you for so long, why haven’t you come back? If after this time, there’s no more chance to wait for you... Did he think at the time that he might never wake up again, so, at what he believed to be the last critical moment of his life, he thought of her?

Xia Wan’an’s fingertips, gripping her phone, began to uncontrollably tremble.

On the text message screen, besides the unsent message, there were many others he had sent.

"An’an, do you prefer yellow or Tiffany blue?"

"An’an, Merry Christmas."

"An’an, do you like those shoes? Mid-heel or high-heel? High-heels are prettier, but mid-heels are more comfortable..."

"An’an, do you think the emerald pendant is prettier, or this ruby one?"

After she left, her old phone number was discarded. Only now, seeing his phone, did she realize that over the past few months since she had left, he had been irregularly sending her messages...

Xia Wan’an’s finger slid across the screen, quivering even more violently, and tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes.

"An’an, Happy New Year."

"An’an, Little Mirror gained three pounds..."

"An’an, flowers bloom along the road, you can return slowly, as long as you remember to come back..."

With a "snap," the phone fell from Xia Wan’an’s fingertips to the ground.

Hearing the sound, He Che looked over at her, "Girl..."

He only said one word, and the girl standing with her back to him suddenly crouched down.

The girl was quiet, making no sound, but her shoulders started to tremble.

Xia Wan’an knew she was somewhat important to Han Jingnian, but she hadn’t realized she was far more crucial to him than she had thought...

When they were together, he could become jealous and moody over any trivial matter. She thought it was the typical possessiveness of a man, and she believed that during their later interactions, he did grow to like her, but only just like her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have calmly suggested "finding a surrogate" after learning she couldn’t conceive...

The reasons Han Jingnian married her, the necessity for Han Jingnian to have a child by the end of the year, the future of the Han Family business—when these overwhelming issues engulfed her, her only thoughts were to withdraw, to yield, to facilitate.

Just like what Lu Yangui, Zhijin’s mother, had said during their confrontation—both Han Family’s matriarch and Han Jingnian were considering her. What about her, though?

After she saw how eagerly Han Jingnian and the old Madam of the Han Family anticipated a child, she had no choice. Because she liked him, and she wanted him to have a better life, she plunged herself into dissatisfaction without hesitation. But was her self-sacrifice truly right?

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