Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Their gazes met and Lin Nuan gripped onto the files in her arms. Her nose started to sting and a rush of heat filled her eyes.

Her footsteps stopped the moment Wen Moshen’s gaze looked over to her.

She originally wanted to act naturally and say, ‘Moshen, you’re back!’

But her throat felt as though it had been clogged with cotton, sore and aching, making her unable to speak a single word.

She’d had countless dreams of Wen Moshen’s return, to the point that any excitement in Lin Nuan’s heart had turned to numbness. Her heart was left with only a patch of sour and deep sadness.

Wen Moshen didn’t speak either. He focused on Lin Nuan with a deep and unreadable gaze.

The young nurse saw that Wen Moshen had a visitor so she quickly packed up the medicine and walked towards the door, politely saying to Lin Nuan, “Excuse me… Please let me pass!”

Only then did Lin Nuan realize that she was blocking the doorway so she quickly turned to the side to give her space.

After the nurse left, Lin Nuan acted calm and casually closed the ward’s door.

Inside the ward, the silence was suffocating.

“Come over and sit down.”

Wen Moshen opened his mouth first, his voice deep and slightly hoarse, sounding as though he was concealing and bearing with his inner emotions.

Lin Nuan had no choice but to sit on the chair next to Wen Moshen’s bed.

The ward’s door opened once more.

“I bought the crab roe pao, but it’s not from the store you like. That store—”

Gu Hanyan’s voice stopped and her eyes shook at the sight of Lin Nuan before she calmed down and smiled at her, saying, “Nuan Nuan is finally here. These past few days Moshen has been constantly nagging about how you haven’t come to visit him!”

Towards Gu Hanyan being in that kind of scandal, Wen Moshen could even choose to forgive her. It was probably… an extreme love that he had for her, so he could choose not to mind!

Just as Lin Nuan was distracted, Gu Hanyan had already walked to the other side of the bed and opened the box of hot and steaming crab roe paos, asking Lin Nuan, “Nuan Nuan do you want to try some?”

Lin Nuan shook her head but before she could answer verbally, Wen Moshen said, “She doesn’t like crab roe.”

Her fingers tightened around the files and the corner of her lips tilted up, her eyes feeling even more like crying.

“Then you two can have a casual chat first, I’ll go wash some fruits for Nuan Nuan.”

The bathroom door remained open so Lin Nuan could hear the sound of water splashing as Gu Hanyan washed the fruits from where she stood.

She opened the file and took out a few pages of documents to pass to Wen Moshen, saying, “You can take a look first. If there are any questions that shouldn’t be asked, tell me in advance and we can negotiate it.”

Wen Moshen looked at the information Lin Nuan passed over, taking them with his large hand, but he didn’t go over them.

“You didn’t come to see me because you were especially busy?” he asked.

Since Wen Moshen was asked straight out, Lin Nuan nodded briskly, replying, “I just got on the morning news so I still wasn’t used to it, and now I also have to prepare for the new program…”

Wen Moshen watched Lin Nuan silently until Gu Hanyan carried out the fruits. Wen Moshen then picked up the documents to look through them.

Gu Hanyan took a seat on the other side of the bed and clumsily tried to peel an apple for Lin Nuan, but she accidentally cut her fingers and she took in a sharp intake of cold air at the pain.

“Why are you so careless?” Wen Moshen’s voice was calm and neutral.

Gu Hanyan held onto her fingers and stood up, saying cutely with a smile, “Because I’m stupid! I’ll go to the nurses’ station and ask for a band-aid. You can chat without me first.”

The ward was once again left with only the two.

The apple that was half peeled by Gu Hanyan remained in the fruit plate so Wen Moshen put the documents aside and reached for the apple and the fruit knife. He fixed his deep gaze on the apple and continued Gu Hanyan’s task of peeling it, passing it to Lin Nuan once he was done.

“Thank you…” Lin Nuan took the apple but it remained in her palm and she did not eat it.

He took a tissue and wiped his fingers seriously while he said with a deep voice, “Nuan Nuan, we haven’t met for a few years and already we’re distant now?”