Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 522 - 523: Painful Memories

Chapter 522: Chapter 523: Painful Memories

Du Wanting’s blood was gushing out as if it cost nothing, and young He Xing, terrified and pale, reached out to cover her wound to stop the bleeding. But the bright red blood streamed through the gaps between He Xing’s fingers, glaringly vivid.

At the very end, although Du Wanting’s face had lost all its color, she still tried hard to smile at He Xing and said, "You must go on living well."

Then Du Wanting closed her eyes as if she couldn’t bear the pain any longer, her expression identical to Xia Ning’s now.

The He Family had always been good to the Xia Family afterward. Even though He Xing was about the same age as Xia Cheng, he always considered Xia Cheng and Xia Ning as those he needed to protect.

It was okay when they were young, as Xia Ning was just a cute little girl who liked to act spoiled, but as she grew up, she became more and more like Du Wanting.

And as she grew older, Xia Ning liked sticking to He Xing even more, even confessing her feelings for him many times, saying that when she grew up a little more, she would marry He Xing.

Every time Xia Ning said this, He Xing would refuse, but Xia Ning listened to everything He Xing said, except she was steadfast in this matter, and over the years, she had confessed to him more times than he could count.

Actually, every time He Xing refused Xia Ning, he really wanted to tell her that he could take care of her for a lifetime, but he would never do so as a husband.

Every time he looked at Xia Ning’s face, he would think of how desperately Du Wanting had saved him, his gratitude for Du Wanting was genuine, but the day he met Du Wanting became his lifelong nightmare. After all, who would want to see their own nightmare every day and night?

Looking through the endoscope once more at Xia Ning, He Xing saw that she had lost her earlier excitement and anticipation. She was staring out the window, her thoughts unknown, her complexion still deathly pale.

His feelings for Xia Ning were like this; he knew that he would never feel romantic love for Xia Ning, but he also couldn’t bring himself to be harsh with her.

The hospital was now within sight, and He Xing steadily parked the car. Looking straight ahead, his tone regained its calmness, "Xia Ning, we’re here, get out of the car."

"Okay," Xia Ning obediently agreed, obediently took her things, and got out of the car, following He Xing obediently.

She was like a child who had upset an adult, afraid that the adult would leave her behind if she wasn’t well-behaved enough, hoping that being good would keep the adult from abandoning her.

But the more she behaved like this, the more painful it became for He Xing. He felt like he hadn’t taken care of Xia Ning properly in place of Du Wanting. He didn’t know what to do, and he felt an indescribable pain.

Everything at the hospital had been arranged in advance, and as soon as they arrived, a nurse came to take Xia Ning for her checkup, leaving He Xing with some quiet time to himself.

If it had been his usual self, he probably would have found a quiet office to work every possible minute, but Xia Ning was always looking at him with those cautious eyes, worried that He Xing would leave as soon as she went in for her checkup.

Having no other choice, He Xing carried his laptop, following them from one department to another, actually able to work only when Xia Ning was being examined.

Finally, after nearly circling the entire hospital, all the inspections were finished.

He Xing, carrying his laptop case in one hand and a thick stack of inspection reports in the other, walked ahead while Xia Ning, jogging behind him, still remained three steps behind.

Three steps, less than a meter, yet it seemed an insurmountable gulf between He Xing and Xia Ning.

Whenever Xia Ning tried to catch up, He Xing would also pick up his pace; and when Xia Ning slowed down because she couldn’t keep up, He Xing would slow down too.

He Xing was always the unchanging He Xing, no matter what happened; he was always the one in control, always seeming at ease, with not a hint of disorder about him.

The days are short in winter; although it wasn’t yet five o’clock, the hallway in the hospital was already dim and not yet time for the hallway lights to turn on, making it somewhat dusky.

Looking at He Xing from behind, Xia Ning noticed he was wearing a black trench coat and matching Dr. Martens boots. With his upright posture, one could tell at a glance that he had an extraordinary presence.

Especially when He Xing walked, his trench coat’s hem would lift, the fluttering tails resembling a butterfly flapping its wings; and his casually tied belt at the back added an extra touch of elegance.

Xia Ning couldn’t help but think to herself, how could such a person exist in this world? In him, you could see nobility, elegance, and an otherworldly charm, as if all the beautiful descriptions in the world could be applied to him.

The expert who was to perform surgery on Xia Ning seriously reviewed all her results before giving a conclusion, "Miss Xia, from the current results, you seem to be recovering well, but your injury was serious, so you must continue with rehabilitation. It would be best to come back for a checkup in a few months."

He Xing turned to look at Xia Ning, who, with her hands propping up her cheeks, was staring at him with an infatuated look, clearly not paying attention to what the doctor was saying.

The doctor, noticing Xia Ning’s distraction as well, followed her gaze to He Xing and smiled kindly with benevolent eyes.

He Xing gave a cough, not expecting Xia Ning to respond, and replied for them both, "Alright, doctor, we understand, thank you. We will come back for a follow-up in a few months."

When they left the hospital, the outside was already in a state between light and dark, the mist making it hard to see clearly.

He Xing was leading the way as always, with Xia Ning following a few steps behind him.

When they reached the nanny car, He Xing turned back to Xia Ning, "Do you want to go home now or go somewhere else? I can take you."

Xia Ning hesitated and finally spoke up, tapping her two fingers, "Brother He Xing... You’ve accompanied me all evening; may I treat you to dinner to thank you?"

"No," He Xing refused firmly, "I’m meeting Fu Han. Will you take a taxi, or shall I take you home? Decide quickly!"

Xia Ning pouted with a look of upset about to turn to tears, but unfortunately, He Xing was unmoved.

She knew she had used this trick too many times, and today it no longer had an effect. She also knew that if she continued to make a scene without a good reason, He Xing would definitely get angry.

In the end, she could only nod obediently, "Alright then, Brother He Xing, take me home, please. Thank you."

The Xia Family’s villa was in the suburbs, and it would take at least half an hour to drive there from their current location. And from the Xia Family’s villa to the He Family’s villa would also take half an hour; thus, an hour would pass just in travel.