Chapter 217 Yuehu, what’s wrong with you?

I originally thought that Han Jing would not come back, after all, everyone knew the position of Liu Ruyan in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he came back at night.

Although it was late, he did come back and brought a cake.

When the servant came to inform him, Li Yuehu was still a little confused and asked twice in a row who had returned.

"Madam, President Han is really back. Do you want to go down?"

At this time, Li Yuehu was lying on the bed. Although she couldn't fall asleep and had nothing to do, she didn't want to move or see anyone.

"No, you go out."

The servant seemed to want to talk but hesitate, and seemed to want to persuade her to go down, even if it was just to ease the relationship with Han Jing, but in the end he sighed, then gently closed the door and did not disturb her again.

For a moment, the room became quiet again, with only the moonlight outside the window to keep it company.

Li Yuehu opened his eyes. As usual, he didn't want to sleep and he didn't know why he should sleep. Anyway, he would have to wake up after falling asleep, right?

Not long after, Han Jing came in.

Li Yuehu didn't open his eyes or look up. He just heard the sound of the door opening and knew that Han Jing came in.

He walked to the bed and tiptoed, thinking that Li Yuehu was asleep. But when he saw Li Yuehu's wide-open eyes, he seemed to be startled and his heart skipped a beat.

No one sleeps like this, and no one sits in the dark with their eyes open when they are not sleeping.

What happened to her?

The maid said that she had been lying in bed for a long time, and not just one or two days.

Han Jing realized that maybe Li Yuehu really had a problem. Even if it was not depression, it must be some other illness. In any case, it should be taken seriously.

However, he didn't want to upset Li Yuehu at this time, so he squatted down beside her bed.

“Yuehu, can’t you sleep?”

Li Yuehu turned around, looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and said calmly: "I didn't sleep."

Since you don't sleep, there is naturally no such thing as whether you can sleep or not.

Han Jing was surprised, and for a moment he didn't know what to say or how to ask her what she was thinking. He could only smile slightly and hold her hand again, wanting her to feel his strength.

“Yuehu, if you don’t want to sleep, then what are you doing lying in bed?”

She lay on the bed, neither looking at her phone nor reading a book, and even turned off the lights. What does this mean?

As soon as he walked in, Han Jing felt a deep sense of loneliness, as well as a faint sense of death and decay. This was definitely abnormal.

The even more abnormal one is Li Yuehu.

Han Jing was in a heavy mood. Looking at this familiar face, he didn't know how to face her. He even felt it was difficult to breathe.

"Yuehu, what happened to you?"

Han Jing held her hand tightly, his voice trembled a little, and even his eyes turned slightly red.

"If you are unhappy or angry, can you tell me?"

"We agreed that we would keep no secrets from each other. Does this agreement no longer count?"

Han Jing thought that he wanted to know the truth now, or know Li Yuehu's truest thoughts, because even if he was to be convicted, there must be a reason.

Li Yuehu pulled his hand away, not liking such intimate actions anymore.

"Han Jing, I told you, I'm not angry. I have always been like this."

"No, you weren't like this before."

Han Jing smiled bitterly, and felt even more uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had swallowed ten thousand needles.

Li Yuehu asked: "What was I like before?"

Come to think of it, she hardly remembers it.

"did you……"

Han Jing paused, and when he thought of Li Yuehu's past kindness, he choked up and was immediately overwhelmed by a huge sense of guilt.

Yes, he remembered the woman who was once like a shining star in his life.

The days they spent together flashed through his mind like scenes from a movie.

Han Jing remembered that no matter how late he came back, he was always greeted by Li Yuehu's sweet smile and a tight hug.

She remembers all his preferences, prepares everything in life for him, and walks with him through the streets and alleys, sharing the joys and sorrows of life.

During their days and nights of love, Li Yuehu's every smile, her kindness and dedication were deeply imprinted in his heart.

Memories are like a key, awakening Han Jing's memories deep in his heart.

Han Jing was shocked to realize that her love was like air, omnipresent and yet so precious, yet she gradually lost it.

If he regrets it, is it too late?

"Yuehu, don't look at me like that, and don't treat me like this anymore..."

Han Jing covered his head and begged loudly. He was in agony, as if he was torn in half by an invisible hand.

However, Li Yuehu didn't understand and asked in confusion: "Han Jing, are you in pain?"

"Yes……"

Seeing him admit it, Li Yuehu was even more confused and asked again: "I don't understand, isn't this what you have always wanted? Why are you disappointed again?"

He wanted her to be obedient, not to cry, not to make a fuss, and not to cause trouble for Liu Ruyan. Didn't she do all that? But was she still not satisfied?

Han Jing's eyes were red, and he gently pulled her little hand over again, wanting to feel her body temperature.

"Yuehu, I don't want this..."

"I don't understand."

Perhaps Li Yuehu never understood him over the years, which was why he suffered a miserably failed defeat.

However, it doesn’t matter whether you understand it or not now.

Li Yuehu stopped talking. If he wanted to hold his hand, then let him hold it. If he wanted to atone for his sins...

No, Han Jing will not atone for his sins, because he doesn’t know what he did wrong, he just is not used to this way of getting along.

"Han Jing, please go out. I want to sleep."

Li Yuehu said she wanted to sleep, but her eyes were still wide open and she had no intention of sleeping at all.

Seeing her like this, Han Jing didn't dare to go out anymore, and finally asked the doubt hidden in his heart: "Yuehu, why did you become like this?"

He wanted an answer because he didn't want to be deceived or lied to anymore.

This time, Li Yuehu was unusually silent. He looked at Han Jing for a long time but did not speak easily.

Han Jing was stunned, and a bad feeling arose in his heart, as if this answer was unacceptable to him.

"Han Jing, do you really want to know?"

Li Yuehu's tone was light, but it seemed to carry a heavy weight, which made Han Jing's heart heavier.

He exhaled a breath of foul air, and as if making an absolute statement, he said with certainty: "Yuehu, I want to know the answer!"

"Okay, I'll tell you the answer."

At this moment, Han Jing held his breath, waiting for her answer.