Waterbound Love - Chapter 50
This unexpectedness was like glass in the palm of your hand, arriving so suddenly, yet so strikingly visible.
Listening to the doctor’s grave voice, Du Bai clenched her fists tight, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
How could this be? She had cruelly robbed a woman of the joy of motherhood, not just once, but for a lifetime.
She didn’t know how she managed to leave. In a daze, she remembered Shen Yan’s worried gaze, but Du Bai was truly not in a state to pay attention now. She wandered to the hospital room, the door left open, likely in haste, and uncleaned. The air was thick with the scent of blood.
Du Bai quietly looked at the blood-stained path, stretching from where Lin Mumu had fallen to the doorway. It was like a dancing red ribbon, shimmering with the fierce heat of the sun, painfully striking to the eyes.
The phrase “It really hurts” was indeed true.
She had been wrong after all, but when had it started?
Perhaps tracing back was pointless now, but could someone tell her how to end it, how to act so that this glaring color would never appear again?
Now, she found herself missing the simple and straightforward girl who had lived in ignorance under the sun, by the mountains and water, her smile as bright as flowers.
But she would ultimately not return.
A tear slowly rolled down, shattering just like the past had.
The door was kicked open with a “bang,” but Du Bai did not turn around; she would not allow her weakness to be exposed to others.
“Du Ruo, I can endure any revenge you take on me, but why must you be so cruel? They are innocent,” Wei Wen’s heart raced, conflicted, hoping she did it on purpose, at least indicating she cared about him, even if that care overshadowed the pain of many others. But it still twisted painfully inside him, involving his own child and the woman who deeply loved him.
Men always followed their senses, hoping endlessly. Their hearts were large, almost as if they had none. What they didn’t want, they could never truly accept.
Du Bai gently brushed away her tears, her movements slow and delicate. Turning around to face Wei Wen, her expression was utterly devoid of emotion. She scoffed coldly, “You can put away your pretenses and feigned emotions; there’s no need for these meaningless tests. I simply don’t care about your feelings.”
“You-” Wei Wen was exposed and showed a flash of embarrassment, but quickly hid it.
Du Bai merely sneered, “I told you long ago-whether you believe it is up to you. Don’t impose your thoughts on me.”
“Why are you so resolute, when I love you so much? Is it just because I am not-”
Du Bai knew what Wei Wen was about to say and showed impatience, glancing at him, “Hmph, it has nothing to do with gender. I just don’t like you. Why should I force myself to reciprocate your feelings for me? I am not God; I do not have such universal love to bestow upon you.”
Watching Wei Wen’s pale face, Du Bai chuckled lightly. It still wasn’t enough. She slowly walked up to him, saying each word distinctly, “Compared to love, you are far less great than Lin Mumu. Not to mention the years a girl has spent consuming her youth and following you across thousands of miles. Ectopic pregnancy-how many women would risk their lives for a love without promises? And what did you do? Don’t forget, you were the one who aborted that child.” Yet why can’t one deceive one’s own heart? “And how many people lose themselves completely for love, while all you have done is trample on her dignity with the love she gave you. Compared to me, you are far more cruel, aren’t you?”
“No, it wasn’t me. It wasn’t,” Wei Wen buried his face in his hands, slowly bowing his head, his fingers threading through his hair in disarray, as if this could pull out the myriad troubles in his mind.
Soon, Wei Wen looked up, his eyes bloodshot, gripping Du Bai’s shoulders and shaking her, “Why are you so stubborn? Do you not have a heart? My heart-wrenching cries cannot even gain one glance back from you. What reason do I have not to hate you, not to seek revenge? Give me a reason!”
The shaking made Du Bai feel nauseous, her head spinning.
“Let her go,” Shen Yan burst in, noticing Du Bai’s discomfort and pulling Wei Wen away. Wei Wen shook her off, and she collapsed to the ground. Du Bai was also freed in an instant, gasping for breath.
Wei Wen’s grip tightened and then loosened, finally letting go and walking away.
Du Bai sat quietly on the ground, taking the hand offered to her and looking up at Shen Yan’s pale face. The sharp voices overlapped in her ears.
You have no heart.
You only make those around you live in misery, toiling for you.
Why don’t you just die?
Du Bai closed her eyes, struggling to stand up.
Shen Yan stared blankly at her empty palms, a picture of sorrow.
