CHAPTER 355: CHAPTER 355

Wen You couldn’t understand why Fu Youhan’s gaze suddenly became so piercing, feeling as if she was seen through, not truly a Dead Ghost.

She quickly lowered her eyes, avoiding Fu Youhan’s sharp look: "I won’t joke with other people’s lives anymore. Can you stop being mad at me, please?"

As she spoke, Wen You took out a separately wrapped biscuit from her pocket and stuffed it into Fu Youhan’s hand.

The biscuit lying in his hand suddenly reminded Fu Youhan of the first time he fought side by side with Dead Ghost.

Back then, Dead Ghost wasn’t as well-known as now.

Their team treated Dead Ghost as just another Mercenary.

But when the battle started, everyone was on high alert, except for Dead Ghost who was still eating biscuits on the tree branch.

Thus, everyone mocked the guy on the tree branch.

Someone even cursed at her: "If you want to eat and drink, you should leave the Mercenary Corps instead of joining the mission and endangering others."

At that time, Fu Youhan happened to be arranged as Dead Ghost’s partner.

So when that frail guy was munching on biscuits like a hamster, he couldn’t help but pay attention.

Then, that guy, realizing Fu Youhan was watching her, passed him a biscuit: "Here, take it. Stop watching me eat it."

Fu Youhan will always remember how lively those eyes were, camouflaged face and all.

Just like...

Just like Jiang Moxi when she’s shy.

For some reason, Fu Youhan always thought of Jiang Moxi when he remembered Dead Ghost.

Could it be because Jiang Moxi also likes to eat biscuits?

That guy must still be mad at him, right?

After some thought, Fu Youhan decided to return and coax her as soon as possible.

But he didn’t know that his serious expression had softened a lot because he thought of Jiang Moxi.

So much so that Wen You also thought Fu Youhan’s mood had improved after hearing her promise.

"I’ll listen to you from now on. If you tell me to go east, I will not go west. If you tell me to chase dogs, I will not chase chickens."

Wen You quickly added, imagining spending a wonderful day in the hospital, keeping Fu Youhan there with her.

However, as soon as Fu Youhan heard her speak, his thawing expression seemed to vanish again.

Replaced, once more, by the previous indifference.

"I have other things to attend to and need to leave. The new doctor will arrive soon. If you don’t want to become disabled, cooperate with the treatment."

Fu Youhan left these words and began to maneuver his wheelchair to leave.

"Can’t you stay and keep me company?"

Wen You couldn’t resist asking the question that lay at the bottom of her heart.

She even felt that her recent frequent misbehavior had exhausted Fu Youhan’s patience and affection for her.

If she could, she really wished time could be reversed.

In that case, Fu Youhan would still be lavishing her with tenderness like when he first captured her.

But there are no ifs in this world, and even as Wen You lowered her stance, Fu Youhan just gave her a cold glance.

"I have some things to do today. I’ll come to see you in a few days."

Then, Fu Youhan left in his wheelchair on his own.

Wen You watched the man’s retreating figure, feeling inexplicably upset in her heart.

This is probably what people refer to as the throes of passion.

She really liked Fu Youhan, wanting to see him all the time, even dreaming about their wedding the night before.

But it seemed Fu Youhan didn’t love her as much as she loved him, after he gave her tenderness when they first met and let her sink into the beautiful illusion of love, this man cruelly withdrew.

Leaving Wen You stumbling alone, struggling desperately in the throes of unrequited love.

This feeling of inequality drove her insane, and she desperately wished she could kill a few people to alleviate her mood.

Yet as soon as this thought emerged, she inexplicably thought of Fu Youhan, remembered the promise she had just made to him, and feared that breaking it might make him dislike her even more...

In the end, Wen You returned to lie on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling on her own.

*

After Fu Youhan left the hospital, he immediately returned to Tianqin Bay.

But before entering the gates of Tianqin Bay, he noticed something was different.

Jiang Moxi’s motorcycle, which was usually parked near the gate, had disappeared, including the screwdrivers she commonly used to tinker with it.

This realization threw Fu Youhan into a panic.

He quickly got out of the car, rushed in, and headed straight for Jiang Moxi’s room.

The moment he opened the door, the room still had familiar arrangements, and the air was still filled with Jiang Moxi’s distinctive fragrance.

But upon closer inspection, Fu Youhan noticed some changes in the room.

For example, Jiang Moxi’s usual hair ties and her stationery were gone.

Fu Youhan then hurriedly opened Jiang Moxi’s wardrobe.

In the wardrobe, all the various clothes that Fu Youhan had bought for her recently were all there.

But the clothes that Jiang Moxi had brought with her before had all disappeared.

Including her shabby-looking computer!

It was at this moment that Fu Youhan truly realized that his girl no longer wanted him.

Really, this was the first time in his life that Fu Youhan felt so frantic.

He quickly took out his phone and dialed Jiang Moxi’s number.

But what he got was a mechanical female voice: "Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unreachable..."

After several attempts with the same response, Fu Youhan realized that he had been blocked by Jiang Moxi.

He then hurriedly searched for Jiang Moxi’s WeChat account to send her a message.

"Xixi, stop being silly. Where are you?"

The message was sent and immediately showed a red exclamation mark!

So, Jiang Moxi had also blocked him on WeChat.

Did she truly want to cut all ties with him, Fu Youhan?

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and Fu Youhan quickly turned on his laptop to track down Jiang Moxi’s whereabouts.

But whether he started searching from the entrance of Tianqin Bay or other stretches of road, he couldn’t find any trace related to Jiang Moxi.

So had Jiang Moxi really made it so that he, Fu Youhan, couldn’t find her by erasing all traces of herself?

Even so, Fu Youhan couldn’t restrain the profound longing, and he headed directly to the gates of Technical College.

Today was Thursday, and Jiang Moxi had classes.

As long as he kept watch at the gates of Technical College, Fu Youhan believed he would still be able to find Jiang Moxi.

But Fu Youhan never imagined that he would sit by the gates of Chi Jing Technology College for most of the day, not missing anyone entering or leaving the gates, and still not find any trace of Jiang Moxi.

Instead, it was Ling Ye who, upon finishing school, curiously approached upon seeing his uncle’s car parked at the school’s entrance.

"Uncle, are you here for me?"

The car window slowly rolled down, and Fu Youhan, looking at Ling Ye’s sunny and energetic face, suddenly didn’t bother to hide his intentions.

"Xiao Ye, do you know if Moxi has finished class? If she hasn’t, take me to her classroom."

Ling Ye was a bit confused, wondering what his uncle was suddenly doing looking for Jiang Moxi.

"Uncle, you’re looking for Moxi? She didn’t come to school today..."