Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
About an hour later, An Yibei finally showed up.
Driving past the parking lot, An Xiaxia noticed that Sheng Yize’s car was still there.
A fist seemed to clench around her heart and she dug her fingers into her palms until blood came out.
She could still hear Sheng Yize’s question in her ears: do you have a heart at all?
Of course she did. Splitting up with someone you like and feeling nothing? No one could be that cold-blooded.
After they got back home and before she could say anything, An Yibei said casually, “We’re moving. I’ll take care of your school transfer in a couple of days.”
It took An Xiaxia a moment to realize that An Yibei had just told her that they were moving house!
“Why?” An Xiaxia blurted out. Subconsciously, she still didn’t want to leave.
An Yibei adjusted his glasses. “You broke up with Sheng Yize and you proposed it yourself, didn’t you?”
An Xiaxia was rendered speechless.
“Dad isn’t as young as he used to be and Yu City’s developed too much in the past few years. The environment is getting worse, so it’ll be nice to take him to a quieter city where he can get some rest. You’ll go to an ordinary school there. It’ll be much more relaxed than Qixia. Don’t worry about your grades if they aren’t good enough. Go back to practicing your violin and take the exam as a specialized student. It’ll get you into a pretty nice college, too.” In a calm voice, he began to plan out An Xiaxia’s future for her.
An Xiaxia’s breath caught in her throat as she struggled to ask her question. “Brother… why so sudden…”
“Because I don’t want to see you suffer and I want dad to live a more comfortable life. Anything else?” An Yibei’s voice didn’t falter a bit.
An Xiaxia didn’t say anything else after that and neither did he. “It’s late. Go to sleep.”
He turned to go back to his room when An Xiaxia called after him, “But you… haven’t mentioned that portrait at all. Mr. Song has something to do with my mum, doesn’t he?”
Somehow, she knew that An Yibei’s decision to move had something to do with Song Huan as well.
“You’re overthinking it.” His tone was cold.
An Xiaxia squeezed out a smile. “Do you really have nothing to say to me?”
Their conversation ended without one at all.
An Xiaxia went back to her room and as expected, she got another phone call.
She said calmly into the speaker, “You got what you wanted. I’m moving soon.”
“Hohoho, you’re a smart girl~”
An Xiaxia felt utterly helpless. From the very beginning, that person hadn’t said much, but she had been forced to break up and leave.
It wasn’t a smart plan at all, but it had been aimed perfectly at her soft spot.
The lives of her family.
“What about you? Are you going to be happier after I’m gone?” An Xiaxia mumbled. “Speaking of which, I don’t know who you are yet. I feel so useless. Are you Li Fanxing? Song Qingwan? Or are you someone I unknowingly offended?”
Through the voice processor, she couldn’t recognize the person’s voice at all. “Leaving isn’t necessarily a bad thing. You don’t have to force yourself to walk a path that doesn’t suit you. He has his world and you yours. Wouldn’t it be nice to leave each other in peace?”
An Xiaxia chuckled sadly, “Well, maybe you do have a point…”
“Since you’ve been such a good girl, let me give you a piece of friendly advice: stay away from Song Huan,” said that emotionless voice. “After all, even if you have to die, it’ll be by my hand and no one else!”
The call ended and the silence returned. The lonely moon shone coldly outside.
The next day.
Sheng Yize hardly slept at all that night. He rubbed his temples and kicked over all the empty bottles at his feet.
His mouth moved into a cold grin.
Break up? I’m sorry, but I don’t agree!