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He said to Liu Qingqing, "I'm really tired. She doesn't trust me at all and always doubts me."
Liu Qingqing replied, "President Fu, why don't you just be honest with her?"
He didn't respond to her.
I took a screenshot of their conversation and showed it to him.
His face turned pale, and he quickly said, "Nuan Nuan, you misunderstood. I was just venting a little."
"I didn't want to break up with you."
"Besides, you know very well that there’s nothing between Liu Qingqing and me. We go on business trips with a lot of people."
He gently wrapped his arm around my shoulder and said, "Nuan Nuan, please stop being suspicious. It makes me suffer too."
Looking at his pale face, I felt a pang of guilt.
Perhaps I really misunderstood him.
After all, our relationship is so deep; how could he betray me?
But later, he grew increasingly impatient with my questions.
He snapped at me, "Feng Nuannuan, are you annoying? I told you there's nothing between Liu Qingqing and me. Why don’t you believe me?"
"If you don't trust me this much, maybe we should take a break."
This was the first time I had seen him so angry.
Suddenly, I remembered my grandmother's words from the night before my wedding.
"Nuan Nuan, the most important thing between a husband and wife is trust. Never doubt each other."
"If there’s no basic trust between two people, then this marriage won’t last long."
At that moment, seeing Fu Tianming angry made me feel scared.
I was afraid that our feelings might just fade away like this.
So, I chose to compromise.
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't have doubted you." I hugged him and gently patted his back as if comforting a child. "I won't do this again."
He held me close and whispered, "Nuan Nuan, I really haven't done anything to hurt you."
"I am just too tired."
In that moment, I believed his words.
So, I didn't notice the flicker of annoyance in his eyes.
In the days that followed, I rarely asked about Fu Tianming's work matters.
Even when he came home late, I no longer called to urge him.
Gradually, he became less patient with me, often losing his temper.
I asked him, "Are you feeling down?"
He replied, "Nuan Nuan, can you please stop being so annoying?"
"You weren't like this before."
I looked at him with disappointment.
He showed signs of fatigue in his eyes: "I'm sorry, Nuan Nuan, I'm just too tired."
"Can you try to understand me?"
When he said that, the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat.
Perhaps he really was just too tired.
After all, he had such a heavy workload.
I should understand him and not add to his troubles.
But one night, I woke up and found him missing from my side.
The train slowly started moving, and my thoughts surged like the tide.
Back then, for Fu Tianming, I had given up everything to follow him to this bustling metropolis.
I had always loved design; I studied a related major in college and had gained some recognition in the industry through my hard work after graduation.
My boss at the time had high hopes for me, saying that with my abilities, I would surely make a name for myself in this field.
But when I decided to go with Fu Tianming, he let me go without hesitation.
He only expressed some regret: "Xiao Nuan, you are naturally suited for this line of work; do you really want to give up such a good opportunity?"
"Yes, it's really a pity."
"But, dating is just a moment of impulse."
"Hahahaha..."
At that time, my heart and mind were completely filled with Fu Tianming; I didn't really hear what my boss was saying.
I only thought that as long as I could be with Fu Tianming, I would be willing to do anything.
So, I resolutely came to this city with him.
In this city, I gave up a life where I could have shone brightly and devoted myself entirely to loving this man.
But now that I think about it, perhaps I was too foolish.
Not everything in this world can be sustained by love.
For example, Fu Tianming.
He was no longer the Fu Tianming who wholeheartedly loved me.
So, I chose to let go. Unexpectedly, after getting on the bus, I encountered a little incident.
The bus was crowded, and I squeezed my way in with great difficulty, finding a corner to stand steady.
At that moment, I heard a muffled sound behind me.
I turned around and found a young man collapsed in his seat.
His face was pale, and his eyes were tightly closed; he looked like he was about to faint.
A nearby aunt leaned over to check on him: "Young man, what's wrong with you?"
"Do you want me to call 120 for you?"
I instinctively walked over to the young man, took out some chocolate from my bag, pried his mouth open, and stuffed it inside.
He slowly sat up and smiled at me slightly: "Hello, my name is Han Zheng."
I glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.
Han Zheng looked quite young, handsome with clear features, and his pair of peach blossom eyes were smiling at me.
I frowned: "Do you know me?"
He shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
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