novelWhat Does Your Hunger Have to Do with Me, Im Quite Full
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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"I've already lost my trust in you, " An Lan insisted.
Trust was hard to establish, but it was easy to lose.
Xu Baohan didn't want her to be even more disappointed in him, so he could only give her back the keys to her house.
On the other side, An Lan also handed him back his house key.
The small key weighed like a thousand pounds.
Xu Baohan did not feel good."You don't have to give me mine."
He was afraid that if he took it back, she would never want it."An Lan, we are not breaking up."
"I know, we are just returning to the beginning." An Lan placed the key in his hand."In the beginning, I took this key too early."
"Not early, it will always belong to you, and only you." Xu Baohan's gaze was unfathomable.
"Who knows?" An Lan shrugged in self-mockery."Some couples go their separate ways after getting married. Besides, we're just dating. Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore, everyone has been unhappy recently. I'll move back tomorrow, you can go back home now."
Xu Baohan looked at her with burning eyes. It had been so many days since they last saw each other, how could he bear to leave just like that? Even if he couldn't spend the night with her, it was enough for him to return home later."An Lan, I haven't eaten all day, can you accompany me to have a bowl of noodles?"
"Are you trying to say that you've been waiting here for a long time?" An Lan asked with a frown.
"No, I'm trying to say that I'm hungry." Xu Baohan's eyelids drooped.
He had been looking haggard recently, and his handsome face had lost some weight. Now, he looked pitiful.
An Lan scoffed in her heart. It wasn't easy, he had already learned how to play the tough game, which made her a little soft-hearted. However, perhaps he hadn't lost weight because of her, but because of the flu. She knew about the flu, it was as painful as losing a layer of skin.
"What does your hunger have to do with me, I'm quite full, " An Lan said sarcastically.
Xu Baohan choked. If it was the previous her, she would definitely feel sorry for him. As expected, he shouldn't be so cheap."An Lan, accompany me to the side to eat. It won't take long, at most 20 minutes."
"I'm tired, you can eat by yourself. You have hands, money and a mouth, I can't help you much, " An Lan patted his shoulder, "You have to know your limits, do you know that when I treasure you, you are the priceless treasure in my heart? When I don't want you anymore, you are as good as grass, you are the one who turned the treasure into grass. If you want to make my heart ache, dream on."
With that, the elevator arrived. She walked in and pressed the button to close the door in front of him.
Xu Baohan's face was filled with annoyance.
He looked at the floor where the elevator stopped and took out his phone to send An Lan a Wechat message: it doesn't matter if I'm grass. Grass is resilient and tenacious. I won't give up.
He kept his phone and stood there for a while before he went to eat a bowl of noodles.
Even though he was hungry, the noodles were tasteless in his mouth.
Sometimes, it was only interesting for two people to eat some things. He deserved it for losing such a good person.
After returning home at night, he slept for a while and set the alarm. The next day, he woke up at six o'clock to make breakfast and drive it over.
When he arrived at the condominium, it was almost 7:30.
At this time, she was definitely still sleeping. He did not disturb her and only sent her a message before leaving the breakfast at the guard's place.
...
An Lan woke up early today. It wasn't that she had something on, it was just that she was preoccupied.
She saw Xu Baohan's message immediately, but she wasn't in a rush to go downstairs.. Instead, she waited for more than ten minutes before going down to retrieve it.
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