After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 30

Chapter 30: Not Clingy Enough.

One batch of visitors to the cemetery was replaced by another, but Huai Xing remained seated in front of Huai Zhao’s grave.

There were many details of her life with Chu Wantang that she had yet to tell Huai Zhao, so she took the opportunity to confess to her mother today.

She only picked out the good things about Chu Wantang to talk about, the petal still resting steadily in her palm.

The gentle breeze blew, and the petal swayed lightly, as if it were Huai Zhao’s response.

“Some things still make me laugh when I think about them now.”

“Mom, did you know? When I first went to Jingcheng, I tried to cook, because I felt that since I was spending Jiejie’s money, I couldn’t be completely useless, right? So I took advantage of a time when she wasn’t paying attention and went into the kitchen.” Her almond eyes were filled with a smile, and she felt a little embarrassed herself as she recalled, “But you know I’ve never cooked before… so, the dish I finally made according to the recipe, Jiejie took a bite, and her expression was a little strange. I still insisted on asking her how it tasted. She first praised it a lot, and then came the twist, saying ‘color, aroma, and taste all abstain.’

“After that, she stopped letting me do housework and hired a few aunties from the complex to come over. One of them, Auntie Chen, is even from Yuncheng, and the Yuncheng dishes she makes are delicious.”

“Also, one time she worked overtime very late, and it was thundering that day. I thought it was noisy and couldn’t sleep. She always thought I was afraid of thunder, so when she came back, she specially came to my room and held my hand tightly, telling me not to be afraid. She’s so gentle…

“She brings me gifts every time she goes on a business trip, takes me on a spring outing every year, and spends time with me whenever she can…

“She’s really, really good… so don’t worry, Mom. The person I like is exceptionally good. But I feel so sorry for her. She even cried in her sleep from a nightmare the other day. Who is that child? To make her mother love her so much, to the point of not loving her.”

She rambled on, unable to finish talking about the good things about her beloved—

Until Lu Xuerong, whom she hadn’t seen in several years, appeared in her field of vision.

Huai Xing thought she had seen wrong, then immediately propped herself up and stood up. The petal was still in her palm. She said, a little nervous but also pleasantly surprised, “Auntie Lu.”

Lu Xuerong was Huai Zhao’s law firm partner. They had both studied law in Jingcheng back then and were one year apart.

Unlike the bright Huai Zhao, Lu Xuerong was just like her name, like melting snow, still retaining a lot of coldness.

Therefore, most of the people in the law firm were a little afraid of her.

Except for Huai Xing.

Why should she be afraid of Lu Xuerong? Auntie Lu would buy her toys, take her to eat delicious food, and play with her when her mother was busy. She would also encourage her when she didn’t play the violin well…

But, half a year before her mother’s accidental death, in August 2013, Huai Xing had heard from the other aunties and uncles at the law firm that Lu Xuerong and her mother had had a big fight.

No one knew what the fight was about, but after that, the relationship between Lu Xuerong and Huai Zhao seemed to have frozen, and the people at the law firm didn’t dare to breathe too loudly.

Not long after, Lu Xuerong announced her withdrawal from the law firm.

When Huai Xing went to the law firm to do her homework after school, she didn’t see Lu Xuerong. She was very confused and asked her mother where Auntie Lu had gone.

Her mother pointed to the birds flying in the sky and said with some relief yet sadness, “She has finally set herself free.”

A few months later, her mother handed over all her work, withdrew from the law firm, and prepared to remarry Xu Zhixun, with whom she had reconnected.

And then…

Many people came to Huai Zhao’s memorial service, but Lu Xuerong, her friend and comrade-in-arms of many years, was not among them.

In the past few years, Huai Xing had never run into Lu Xuerong at the cemetery, and she had also asked Wen Ruyu, whose answer was the same.

Today, Lu Xuerong had come.

She was wearing a simple and elegant plain-colored outfit, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums. Her face had some traces of the passage of time, but she still looked the same as in Huai Xing’s memory.

Seeing Huai Xing, Lu Xuerong nodded, not very surprised. “Xiao Huai.”

She took a step forward and sighed softly, “You’ve grown so much.”

“Only two centimeters,” Huai Xing said, moving to the side to leave the front for Lu Xuerong, and then looked at her mother’s grave. “Mom, Auntie Lu is here to see you.”

You see, no one will forget you.

Lu Xuerong was facing Huai Zhao’s tombstone. She looked at the photo on it and remembered Huai Zhao’s voice and smile.

After a long while, she put down the white chrysanthemums in her arms, smiled at the woman in the photo, and said, “Senior Sister, long time no see.”

…

After having dinner with the Wen family, Huai Xing returned to the Junling Hotel.

She had some free time in the afternoon and had sent several messages to Chu Wantang. Chu Wantang had replied to them all, but without hearing her voice or seeing her, her longing couldn’t help but multiply.

Back at the hotel, she lay on the sofa, took a cushion to prop up her chin, and typed again: [Jiejie, I’m back at the hotel.]

The person on the other end didn’t reply immediately. Huai Xing pondered for a few seconds and opened the surveillance app.

Chu Wantang was in the living room.

In the picture, she was lying on her side on the single sofa, her well-proportioned calves swinging gently. She had moved a side table over, on which was a bottle of red wine, and she was holding a wine glass in her hand.

When Huai Xing looked over, she was closing her eyes and tilting her head back to drain the remaining wine in her glass.

“…” Huai Xing didn’t say anything, silently watching the scene in the surveillance.

It was not hard to see Chu Wantang’s loneliness in the surveillance, like an abandoned and ignored deserted island.

Huai Xing’s fingertips hesitated on the voice button.

But if she spoke, what could she say?

If drinking could alleviate some of Chu Wantang’s depression, then she wouldn’t stop her, let alone disturb her.

Of course, she still hoped that Chu Wantang could trust her. Just like how she would tell her when she was wronged at work, she could also try to tell her the knots in her heart. Maybe it would be a little useful, right?

Because they were the closest people in the world. Besides her, who else was qualified to know these things?

The world was silent. Huai Xing watched her drink another glass before exiting the surveillance. She sent a “I’m going to take a shower” without disturbing her too much.

More than half an hour later, Huai Xing came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.

Chu Wantang had replied a few minutes ago: [Let me know when you’re done.]

Huai Xing immediately: [I’m done.]

Less than three seconds after the message was sent, Chu Wantang’s call came through.

Huai Xing stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, cleared her throat, and answered as if she knew nothing, her tone slightly raised. “Jiejie?”

“I had a little to drink,” Chu Wantang’s voice was a little drunk. She rubbed her brow.

Huai Xing immediately confessed honestly, “I was watching the surveillance…”

“Did you miss me?”

“Of course I did. Otherwise, why would I be watching the surveillance?”

“Anything else?”

“…I did too.” Huai Xing looked at the night view of Yuncheng. After saying those three words, she felt her legs go a little weak.

Chu Wantang chuckled softly. “Do you know what I’m talking about, that you’re ‘also’ here?”

“What is Jiejie talking about?”

“I’m not telling you.”

“Then did you… miss me, Jiejie?”

“I did,” Chu Wantang said, closing her eyes on her end of the phone, her voice slightly low and extremely sensual. “I want to kiss you and go to bed with you. I want to see you cry and beg me to let you go…”

Huai Xing’s cheeks were flushed, but she didn’t back down at all and dragged out her tone. “Oh~ so that’s what you were thinking. I wasn’t. I was just thinking about whether you had eaten properly.”

Chu Wantang, who had been on the ‘highway’ a second ago, changed the subject in the next. “So can you come back early? I’ll change your ticket for you. I don’t want to be separated from you for three days. It’s too long… Xingxing.”

Huai Xing lowered her eyelashes, didn’t agree, and fell into a struggle.

Her flight was at three in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, so she could get back in time for dinner with Chu Wantang.

“…Then when should I come back early?” After thinking for a moment, she asked.

Chu Wantang pondered and gave an answer. “Tomorrow morning.”

“Tomorrow morning is no good. It’s too early. An old friend of my mom’s has invited me to dinner tomorrow night.” Lu Xuerong was not in a good mood today. After adding her on WeChat again, she had left first, but had invited her for a simple meal tomorrow night.

“What time is dinner?”

“Six.”

“Then how about changing it to noon? That way you can come back in the afternoon.”

“No… that auntie is a bit busy in Yuncheng and has specially reserved the prime time for me.”

The other end didn’t respond, only the sound of drinking.

Huai Xing bit her lip helplessly, her mind racing for about ten seconds. Finally, she said, “Can I come back tomorrow night, Jiejie?” She said, “I’ll come back right after dinner. It might be a little late, probably around midnight…”

“I’ll pick you up.”

Chu Wantang was still satisfied with her obedience, but her tone was extremely helpless. “I want to ask what to do again.”

“Hmm?”

“Why am I so clingy to you… it’s so frustrating…” She even sighed.

“…It’s not enough.”

This time it was Chu Wantang’s turn to respond with a nasal sound. “Hmm?”

“Not clingy enough.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

“Then how is it enough? Xingxing, you tell me,” Chu Wantang asked in a low voice. “For example, do I have to grow on you?”

Huai Xing turned over and lay on the bed.

She buried her face in the soft pillow, and the feeling of suffocation calmed her down, but the screaming in her heart couldn’t be suppressed at all: Oh my god… Chu Wantang is so cute…

On the surface, she replied very seriously, “If that’s possible.”

“I’m sleepy. I’ll dream about this tonight,” Chu Wantang said, stopping there, and ending the conversation for the night. “Remember to dream of me, Xingxing.”

After saying good night, Huai Xing rolled over in bed and opened the surveillance again.

Chu Wantang was no longer on the single sofa. It was empty.

But the lights in the living room were not off. She thought for a moment, adjusted the camera angle, and as soon as she turned it, she saw Chu Wantang hiding by the curtains.

Chu Wantang seemed to have guessed that she would look at the camera again. She walked over, bent down slightly, and propped her hands on her knees.

Two seconds later, she first winked at her, then blew her a kiss, and then mouthed, “Good night.”

After doing all this, Chu Wantang turned off the lights in the living room and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Leaving behind a dazed Huai Xing.

She had no relevant experience, so she wasn’t very sure.

But there were many friends like Zhuo Xin who were in relationships. During their sisterly tea parties in the past, she had more or less overheard some knowledge about relationships—

Therefore, in her current view.

Apart from not having a definite lover status, her and Chu Wantang’s level of intimacy didn’t seem to be much different from being in a relationship…?

They would tell each other they missed each other, act cute, worry about being too clingy, and want to be dreamed of by the other.

Huai Xing just felt the world spinning, and her love for Chu Wantang was once again growing vigorously.

She thought for a moment and opened her chat with Lu Xuerong.

Perhaps because she had finally revealed the secret she had been planning for many years in front of Chu Lingyi, and had had a few drinks before bed, Chu Wantang felt much more relaxed and slept very soundly.

And the first second she woke up, she habitually tightened her embrace, but all she could hold was air.

The rain outside the window had stopped. She trembled her long lashes and recalled her call with Huai Xing last night.

A few seconds later, she realized what she had just done and twitched her lips mockingly. How long had she been sleeping with Huai Xing, and what kind of bad habit had she developed?

Her thoughts returned. She took the phone from the side and replied to some important work messages.

After replying, she switched out and saw that Huai Xing hadn’t sent any messages since last night. Was she not awake yet? But it was already nine-thirty.

The next second, her brows furrowed. She put the phone aside and rushed to the bathroom.

Her period was in the first half of the month, two days later than last time.

More than ten minutes later, she came out of the bathroom after washing up, only to see Huai Xing standing in the living room, holding a bouquet of envelope flowers—

The bouquet was mainly composed of pink begonias, with other flowers as embellishments.

From a few meters away, Chu Wantang looked at Huai Xing.

It was hard for her to manage her expression at this moment. A dimple appeared by her lips. “Didn’t you say your flight was at night? Why did you change it secretly without telling me?”

“Didn’t you also rush back on the highway? I wanted to bring a letter from spring to express the beauty of spring to Chu Chu.”

Huai Xing walked over and stood in front of Chu Wantang. She held out the envelope bouquet, a smile on her beautiful face. “I hope that every day with you in the future will be like today.”

Begonias have no fragrance, which means a secret love.

This is my silent love letter. I only wish that the begonias are not too late.