Chapter 841 - Giving Up the Position (1/2)

“I’m not eating.” Xia Ruoxin left the man’s line of sight and returned to her room. She lay on the bed, gripped with her fingers, and pulled her blanket up forcefully.

At this point, a big warm hand landed on the top of her head.

“No matter what, you’ve got to eat.”

Xia Ruoxin felt tears build up in her. She remained silent, not wanting to eat.

Chu Lui sighed gently. He walked out. When he returned, he was holding a bowl of the noodles that he had just made. He pulled the blanket down and caressed her pale face.

“Ruoxin, get up and have some food before you sleep, please?”

Xia Ruoxin opened her eyes. Her clear eyes had a sadness lingering.

“I don’t want to eat noodles,” she repeated. She did not feel like eating anything.

“Have a bite first.” Chu Lui pushed the noodles forward. “Just a bite.” He cajoled. “It’s not good for your stomach. Gastric pains are hard to deal with.

“By then, you’ll have to go to the hospital, and you’ll have to put up with all the pain.”

Xia Ruoxin pushed his hand aside and wrapped herself in her blanket. Chu Lui wanted to encourage her more, but he heard his phone ring.

“I understand. I’ll be right there.” Immediately—after he spoke, they were a rumble and a flash of thunder. It was about to rain.

Chu Lui put his phone away and opened the door. Xia Ruoxin was still in bed. He walked over and tucked her in before he placed his hand on her face.

“Ruoxin, I’ll be back later. I’ll bring you to eat whatever you want when I get back, okay?”

There was no reply, and his phone rang again.

He picked it up.

“En, I know. I’ll be right there.” At this point, it was pouring outside. He changed and dashed out of the house without an umbrella. Unbeknownst to him, Xia Ruoxin was standing in front of the window.

She parted the curtains with her fingers and placed her face on the cool glass.

In that instant, no one saw the tears slide down her face. They were cold, much colder than the rain outside.

She sat down on the bed and hugged the blankets. After a while, she stood up and picked up the bowl of noodles from the table. She finished it, without care if it was cold.

When Chu Lui returned, she was not asleep; but the bowl was no longer on the table.