Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 457 Love You Engraved in the Bones

Chapter 457: Chapter 457 Love You Engraved in the Bones

He Xing steadied himself and took the letter paper out of the storage room. The dim lighting here affected his ability to read the letter, so he returned to the chair he had sat in earlier and unfolded the letter.

"He Xing, by the time you read this letter, I may no longer be in this world. I don’t know if you’ll be sad; you probably will be, but I hope it’s only for a short while and not for a lifetime.

At this moment, I am 25,000 miles high in the sky, the weather is very bad, and there’s been a slight accident on the plane. Everyone in the cabin is writing their wills. Many can’t even find paper and pen; fortunately, I have a pen, and Luo Qinghe generously donated a sheet of paper to me.

Three years ago I left your side, and as I left, I never thought of returning; but I did come back, and now that I’m back I don’t want to leave.

But He Xing, I really don’t like the way you interact with Xia Ning. I don’t like that you treat her so well when you clearly don’t like her. I’ve told you this before, and you said you owed her a favor, but isn’t there another way to repay that debt?

Sorry, I don’t know why I’m still dwelling on the two of you right now. Maybe only if I truly die, or if you and Xia Ning no longer have an ambiguous relationship, will this knot in my heart untie.

He Xing, the plane is shaking. I don’t have time to continue writing. Please tell Grandpa thank you for taking care of me all these years. After I’m gone, you must treat Grandpa very well.

In the end, I want to tell you that I like you, it’s a kind of liking etched deep into my bones, no matter how the oceans change or fields transform, my affection for you hasn’t stopped for a single minute or second."

The further she wrote, the messier the handwriting became until He Xing had to guess what was written towards the end.

He remembered the day Fu Han came back from Antarctica, how he even went to the airport to pick her up. At the time, the airport announcement only mentioned that the plane’s landing was delayed due to a technical issue. They didn’t mention an accident like this, and he never asked Fu Han about it after her return.

He didn’t expect... didn’t expect that the trip had been so fraught with complications, and he had nearly lost Fu Han.

He Xing’s fingers clenched into fists, and the light in his eyes gradually became crystal clear. Finally, his gaze hardened: "Fu Han, no matter what happens, I will never give up on you."

His phone rang, and he saw it was a message from Xia Ning: "He Xing brother, Christmas is coming soon, can you spend it with me? I’m so bored in the hospital by myself."

Accompanying the text was a picture, showing Xia Ning’s hand with an IV drip.

Before, He Xing might have hesitated and agreed. Keeping Xia Ning company for Christmas simply meant bringing his computer from the office to Xia Ning’s ward. He would just be working in her ward; there wouldn’t be anything else, and since Fu Han wouldn’t know, she wouldn’t get upset, and he could indirectly make it up to Xia Ning.

But now he didn’t feel that way. Fu Han was worrying about He Xing and Xia Ning’s relationship even in a life-or-death situation; how big of a knot must this have been for her?

He Xing typed each character on his phone screen: "Your Christmas gift will be delivered tomorrow, so I won’t join you for the holidays. I have other matters to attend to."

...

A City, the Fu Family villa.

The night had deepened, and after dancing a few dances, Fu Han found a place to sit and devoted herself to chatting with He Xing. They chatted about topics spanning from here to there, often not making sense, yet they didn’t feel embarrassed.

Their rapport had finally returned, and Fu Han was overjoyed.

She snapped a photo of Bai Qian and Fu Xingbo dancing together and sent it to He Xing with a line of text: "The most beautiful love is to be together for decades and still have eyes only for each other."

Holding her phone, she eagerly awaited He Xing’s reply, when suddenly a clear voice spoke up: "Have you seen Nan Qing?"

Fu Han looked up to see Wang Yixuan’s expressionless face. To tell the truth, the first time she saw his face, she was a little startled; whether it was his features or facial structure, Wang Yixuan’s face was beyond reproach, flawlessly perfect.

At one point, she had ranked all the men she knew by their looks: He Xing’s indescribably handsome face was naturally the undisputed number one, followed by Wang Yixuan, whose beauty transcended gender; Luo Qinghe with his shoulder-length hair, handsome facial features, and a rebellious charm was third; Ji Liangchuan and Su Cheng were tied, depending on personal taste.

At this moment, as Fu Han looked up at Wang Yixuan, she couldn’t help thinking to herself, ’Who says the heavens are fair? A man is even more delicate than a woman.’

But no matter her inner thoughts, on the surface, Fu Han calmly answered Wang Yixuan’s question with a focus on the main point: "I haven’t seen her."

Wang Yixuan frowned dubiously: "Impossible, she said she had something to tell you, could she have lied to me?"

This was the Fu Family’s home, and Fu Han knew that although Wang Yixuan seemed informal, his upbringing kept him from wandering around someone else’s house, which is why he came to find Fu Han.

After pondering for a moment, Fu Han put away her phone and slowly stood up: "How about I take you to find Nan Qing?"

"Sure," Wang Yixuan agreed easily, without even a hint of embarrassment at having his intentions uncovered.

The two of them went toward the staircase, one after the other, both silent.

Fu Han’s silence was because she suddenly remembered that Wang Yixuan used to be her art teacher, hired by Fu Xingbo. Under his guidance, she had made rapid progress, but after returning to the country, she’d been so preoccupied that she had all but forgotten about painting. Now seeing her teacher again, she felt a bit awkward.

The Fu Family villa, like most houses overseas, had a castle-like exterior but was a labyrinth of rooms inside.

She led the way, checking each empty room with Wang Yixuan following.

Not long before, Nan Qing had received a message. Having danced two dances in a row, she was a bit tired, so she asked Wang Yixuan and Bai Qian to dance while she sat by a table to rest.

After reading the message, Nan Qing’s gaze flickered several times. After texting Wang Yixuan to "go talk to Fu Han," she got up and headed upstairs.

Nan Qing had been to the Fu Family’s house before, so she easily made her way to the attic at the top floor, the highest vantage point in the villa with a view of the seaside.

Nan Qing stood at the entrance of the attic, her expression complex as she looked at the man standing in front of the window—Su Cheng. She didn’t know how to express her feelings at that moment. She was serious about romance, and once she agreed to Wang Yixuan’s pursuit, she genuinely intended to have a proper life with him. Yet seeing Su Cheng like this, her sadness was undeniable.

Su Cheng turned around when he heard the movement, and upon seeing Nan Qing, he smiled: "Why have you become as silent as a cat when you walk? Are you trying to scare me to death?"