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Uncertain of the reason for her call, a voice inside him hinted that it might not be good news.
Stopping the rotation of the Buddhist beads in his hand, they returned to his wrist. He answered the call, placing it to his ear, and immediately heard fragmented sobs coming from the other end.
In an instant, his heart clenched!
She was crying again.
His face grew even darker, his impulse to harm rising!
Concerned that his voice might startle her fragile state, he asked in his gentlest tone, “What’s wrong?”
Upon hearing his voice, Wei Yuxian’s tears surged even stronger! It was as if she had grasped onto the only lifeline!
“Ah Xuan…”
After calling his name, she couldn’t say a word, tears streaming uncontrollably, overwhelmed with grievance!
She didn’t intend to cry like this, but she couldn’t contain herself. Fu Xuanyi’s recent gentle tone had softened her, making her feel like she had someone to rely on.
When one cries without comfort, emotions can be held in check. But once comfort arrives, the sense of grievance amplifies infinitely, and the tears can no longer be restrained!
Fu Xuanyi’s heart clenched even tighter upon hearing her. Habitually, he rubbed the Buddhist beads with his thumb to restrain his rising fury. However, when he tried to grasp them, his palm found nothing—the beads had slipped back onto his wrist.
Feeling more agitated, he controlled his emotions and said, “Don’t cry, I’ll be back soon.”
Though his attempt at comfort seemed feeble and powerless, unable to provide any real solace.
Wei Yuxian had no intention of asking him to come back, not wanting to disturb his work. She just wanted to call and see if he could help solve the problem, without envisioning him returning.
She hurriedly said, “N-no need… you don’t have to come back…”
Crying and speaking in fragments, she struggled to get her words out, unable to form a complete sentence for a while.
Her inner turmoil left her anxious, unable to articulate her thoughts, which frustrated her greatly!
Giving a signal to the driver ahead, Fu Xuanyi conveyed his intention, prompting the driver to increase the speed once more.
He said, “Listen to me, don’t say anything, wait for me.”
But how could Wei Yuxian comply? Stay silent? That was impossible for her!
“Ah Xuan… Please, just talk on the phone…”
Wei Yuxian sat up on the bed, anxious, desperately trying to hold back her tears, not wanting them to flow sentimentally.
Fu Xuanyi: “I’m almost there, be good.”
Wei Yuxian could only wait for him to return to speak face to face. However, talking in person felt somewhat awkward, different from the relative privacy of a phone call.
She considered hanging up, then thought of looking at herself in the mirror in the bathroom to see how she appeared now. But before she could say anything, a voice from the other end said, “Don’t hang up.”
Pausing for a moment, Wei Yuxian replied with a hesitant “Okay,” and didn’t hang up the phone. She took her phone and walked into the bathroom, seeing her disheveled reflection in the mirror, feeling a mix of emotions.
It seemed that every time, her disheveled appearance would present itself before Fu Xuanyi, and she wasn’t sure why.
Since she always seemed disheveled, she couldn’t be bothered to tidy up again. Exiting the bathroom, she sat blankly on the bed, the sound of a car running coming from her phone.
Although it was just a normal and ordinary sound, at this moment, it brought her an unusual sense of comfort.
Perhaps it was because this sound indicated that Fu Xuanyi was on his way home, which was why she felt reassured.
Fu Xuanyi, her only lifeline…
The phone call was quiet, with neither of them speaking, just silently listening to each other’s breathing.
After a few minutes, Wei Yuxian heard the sound of a car engine turning off, knowing that he had arrived home. Feeling a bit nervous, she pondered how to initiate the conversation.
Because Fu Xuanyi had not spoken, she hesitated to hang up, keeping the phone by her ear.
As Fu Xuanyi entered the house, Aunt Fu approached him, saying, “Master Xuanyi, Madam is in her room.”
He responded with a low “Hmm” and without even changing his shoes, he headed straight to Wei Yuxian’s room.
Wei Yuxian listened to the hurried footsteps through the phone, each step echoing rhythmically in her heart.
In the end, the door creaked open, and she looked toward the entrance, seeing the man holding a phone, his expression still stern, standing in her room doorway.
Fu Xuanyi gazed at her, noticing the tear stains on her face, her red eyes and nose, as if she had been severely mistreated, prompting him to stride forward.
Ending the call, he pocketed the phone, taking a few large steps to reach Wei Yuxian. Before she could fully comprehend, he tightly embraced her!
Lifting her onto his lap, he placed a hand on the back of her head, pulling her close with force!
It was an irresistible embrace, one she couldn’t refuse!
Wei Yuxian, still holding her phone, stared blankly, not reacting until now. She watched as the man held her tightly in his arms, exerting immense strength!
The sensation of being held so tightly brought her back to reality.
Fu Xuanyi had embraced her too tightly, causing her discomfort.
“A-Xuan… it hurts…” she whispered softly in his embrace.
She spoke in her usual tone, unaware that her voice sounded tender and vulnerable in Fu Xuanyi’s ears.
She couldn’t fathom why Fu Xuanyi was holding her, especially positioning her on his lap!
His embrace felt warm and comforting, providing a sense of security.
Realizing he had been too forceful in his embrace, Fu Xuanyi relaxed slightly upon hearing her no longer complaining of pain. He said, “I’m back.”
These simple words brought immense peace to Wei Yuxian’s heart.
She shifted, attempting to free herself from his embrace, but unable to break free. She hesitantly asked, “Um… could you… put me down?”
Her words felt strange.
With her tears now dry and her rationality restored, she considered the inappropriateness of her closeness with Fu Xuanyi, prompting her desire to leave. However, her mind hadn’t fully processed why Fu Xuanyi was holding her in such an intimate manner without hesitation.
Such intimate actions, usually reserved for lovers, were now happening between them.
She never once considered that Fu Xuanyi might have feelings for her!
She always saw herself in a humble light, believing that Fu Xuanyi would not and could not like her!
Yet, she underestimated herself and overestimated Fu Xuanyi.
Sometimes, fate works in mysterious ways. Liking someone isn’t simply a switch that can be turned on or off at will—it’s a matter of the heart.
Who can truly control their heart?
Certainly not Fu Xuanyi. Once he liked someone, that feeling would remain unchanged.