Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  “Little Flower, I’ll take you back.” Gu Sheng pulled a dazed Nan Zhi into his car.

  Gu Sheng took out a towel after he helped her with her seatbelt and wiped her wet hair and face for her.

  Nan Zhi felt really stuffy when she thought about Mu Sihan taking a towel and passing it to Xue’er so lovingly.

  “What’s wrong? Who’s the woman he was carrying?” Gu Sheng asked with heartache for Nan Zhi, as he stared at her pale face.

  Nan Zhi took the towel from Gu Sheng and buried her face into the towel. Her slender shoulders started to tremble slightly. “The woman he loves has returned.”


  Gu Sheng did not say anything and let her bury her face into the towel to vent her emotions alone.

  It was only after a while that she slowly calmed down.

  By the time she looked up, they had already arrived at the housing district where she stayed.

  “I’ve already messaged Auntie He and told her to prepare a hot bath for you. I’ve also asked her to prepare some hot ginger tea to warm your body up,” Gu Sheng said as he unbuckled her seatbelt for her. He then got out of the car and walked to the other side of the car to help her open the door.

  He wrapped his arm around her shoulders lightly and guided her back to her apartment, while his other hand was holding onto the umbrella to fend off the pouring rain.

  Before she entered the apartment, he patted her head lightly, his voice soft and comforting, “I can’t give you any advice, as things between two people are difficult for others to intrude and comment on. You’re already grown up, and should have your own opinions and ideas on what to do.

  “But no matter what happens, I just want you to remember that I’ll always be with you. You’re not alone.”


  The urge to cry surged up in Nan Zhi as she stared tearfully at Gu Sheng, who looked utterly gentle with his warm gaze and soft smile.

  No matter whether it was now or back then, Brother Gu Sheng was as warm as the blazing sun.

  She really wanted to fall into his arms and let him comfort her.

  However, she couldn’t do that to him.

  She couldn’t give brother Gu Sheng hope, just because she was hurt by Mu Sihan.

  It was incredibly unfair to him.

  Gu Sheng curled his finger and flicked Nan Zhi’s forehead lightly, probably having guessed Nan Zhi’s thoughts as he smiled faintly in helplessness. “Don’t be afraid that I’ll take advantage when you’re vulnerable. I will always respect you, no matter what decision you make.”


  Nan Zhi sniffled as her voice became more choked and hoarse, “Thank you, Brother Gu Sheng. I won’t be defeated so easily.”
……

  Mu Sihan drove straight to the hospital.

  He carried Xue’er down the car and Xue’er exclaimed when she touched his boiling hot skin, “Ah Han, do you have a fever?”


  His temperature was so high it felt like hot lava and could burn someone even from just a touch.

  The man looked down at the woman, who was only skin and bones, and his eyes darkened. His voice was filled with the deep hoarseness only a matured man would have, “I’m fine.”


  Xue’er looked into his pair of calm and deep black eyes as her heart tightened a little.

  Was this Ah Han?

  In her memory, Ah Han was cold yet arrogant and had an aura of wildness and overbearingness on him. However, this person carrying her was mature, prudent and calm……

  “How can you be fine when your temperature is so high? You should go and take the flu medicine first……”


  He interrupted her with his hoarse voice, “I need to take you for a checkup in the hospital.”


  Xue’er’s pupils constricted when she heard the word ‘hospital’.

  He did not notice the panic in her eyes as he carried her to the specialist for a specialist to give her a full-body checkup……

  The results from the body checkup were finally completed. There was not an unscathed place on her, and there were scars on her all over. There were both old and new scars, some of them caused from being hit by a leather whip, some caused by cigarette butt burns and some were even caused by sharp tools.

  The specialist even managed to diagnose that she had depression. The scar on her wrist, which was still alarming, even though it had already left a deep scar, was proof that she had attempted suicide before.

  He did not know what had happened to her all these years. However, he felt like he was being stabbed in the heart when he saw her looking so desolate and devastated.

  What had she been through all these years?