CHAPTER 248: CHAPTER 247: RAINY DAY

He didn’t want to see her anymore, afraid that the hard shell he had painstakingly built around his heart would be shattered by her compassion. It would turn into sharp fragments, piercing his heart, and make it bleed.

"I have cold medicine. Let me get it for you." Wen Nuan looked at him, her heart aching in spasms. She knew he said he wasn’t feverish, just to reassure her. She remembered there was spare medicine in the office and wanted to get it for him. His condition made her very worried.

"No need, I have some cold medicine too." Tan Qing opened a drawer, took out a box of medicine and shook it at her before putting it away again, a hint of self-mockery rising in his heart.

But it was just a box of vitamins, so he didn’t dare let her see it clearly before putting it away.

Wen Nuan was finally a bit reassured and said goodbye to him: "Then I’ll go first, remember to take the medicine."

"Wait." Seeing Wen Nuan’s hand on the door, Tan Qing finally couldn’t help but call her back again.

Wen Nuan was puzzled and turned back: "Anything else?"

"Your birthday is tomorrow, and I have to go on a business trip, so I wish you a happy birthday in advance." Tan Qing looked at her, smiling faintly. He forced his eyes wide open, trying to look not too miserable. In fact, he really wanted to close his eyes and sleep well now. He was sure he had a fever, but didn’t want to show it in front of her.

He didn’t want her concern; it would make him reluctant to let her go. He had finally made up his mind and couldn’t change it anymore.

"Thank you, Tan Qing." Wen Nuan bit her lip and took a deep breath, not letting herself appear too excited.

Tan Qing forced a smile: "No need to thank me. I didn’t even prepare a gift for you, so any more thanks would make me even more embarrassed. Haha, now... go on."

He waved and lowered his head. His face was getting hotter and hotter and he didn’t want her to see and worry.

Listening to the door close gently, Tan Qing smiled bitterly. He fumbled out an exquisite box from the drawer, closed his eyes, and gently opened it. A beautiful bracelet lay spread out in his pale palm.

It had a lovely petal design, in a soft, warm orange, which he bought when he passed by a mall on his last business trip. Because at first sight, he thought it was perfect for Wen Nuan. He had kept it in the drawer, planning to give it to her on her birthday, but never expected to lose the chance.

Tomorrow is her birthday, but he doesn’t want to give it. The bracelet’s meaning is: hoping for your love.

He couldn’t expect it, so he might as well let go.

Smiling faintly, he returned the bracelet to the bottom of the drawer, then locked it, as if sealing away his feelings.

**

The rain was still pouring heavily and rapidly, as if the heavens wouldn’t be satisfied until they poured out all the water from the Milky Way.

"Nuannuan, I’m leaving first. I’ve arranged with my husband to visit my mother-in-law’s house to see our son today. Ah, although it’s raining, I still have to go." Lin Xue started packing up as soon as it was time to get off work, then hurried away.

At the door, she suddenly remembered: "Nuannuan, you didn’t drive here today. Let me give you a ride home."

"No need, Master." Wen Nuan smiled, feeling grateful in her heart. How fortunate she was to encounter Lin Xue.

Lin Xue suddenly thought of something and chuckled: "I forgot, Nuannuan now has a loving husband. He’ll probably come to pick you up, right?"

"Mm, he’ll come in a while."

Wen Nuan smiled but lowered her head, not wanting Lin Xue to see her helpless expression.

In the morning when Wen Qingyan went to work, the car suddenly had some breakdown. Since he had urgent matters to handle, Wen Nuan let him take her car, and she took a taxi.

She and Leng Yan had barely been in touch these past two days, chatting briefly before sleep. But because Wen Nuan came home very late, she often fell asleep while chatting. However, she received a text message from him every morning, with different content, but always ending with: love, your husband.

She believed Leng Yan still loved her, but they had agreed not to meet before tomorrow. So, he probably wouldn’t come. Besides, she hadn’t told him that she didn’t drive.