Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 656 - 657: Climbing an Uphill Road

Chapter 656: Chapter 657: Climbing an Uphill Road

Life is always like this: when you fall to the bottom of the valley, no matter which direction you go, you’re definitely on an uphill path.

That was the case for He Xing, who had been wondering whether he would run into Fu Han and the others as soon as he entered the park. Unexpectedly, he didn’t run into Fu Han, but he immediately spotted Su Cheng’s car.

Don’t ask how He Xing remembered Su Cheng’s car. Humans are advanced animals with the ability to perceive danger. Among a crowd, you can instantly sense who harbors hostility toward you and who holds goodwill.

Su Cheng was someone He Xing disliked from the moment he became aware of his existence. Although He Xing never considered Su Cheng a rival, it didn’t mean he held no "hostility" toward him.

However, he wouldn’t do anything harmful to Su Cheng because of this "hostility." He was confident in himself and never resorted to underhanded tactics. Even if he did take action, it would always be in an open and upright manner.

Of course, there were exceptions, such as the Huangpu Group, which Su Cheng had begged him to leave alone. He Xing saw it as a deal, and knowing clearly that Fu Han had no romantic feelings for Su Cheng, he proposed that Su Cheng should stop pursuing Fu Han.

His intention was to spare Fu Han from dealing with all the messy matters. Just like he was willing to compete in drinking with Ji Liangchuan for the sake of Fu Han, it was all for her.

Even if he had to do it all over again, he would make the same choice.

There were far too many people in this world. To He Xing, the only important ones were the elder He and Fu Han. Even the people from the Xia Family were nothing but a responsibility to him.

As his mind wandered, he made his way to the skating rink. The people on the street grew in number, most of them young, each carrying a pair of skates, obviously having just come from skating.

The skating rink was now visible in the distance. He Xing adjusted his mindset, thinking about what he should say to Fu Han once he saw her, mentally rehearsing his words in anticipation.

In front of He Xing was a small hill; he had just asked, and the skating rink was right below it. All he had to do was go down from here.

He Xing climbed the hill with ease. It was an ordinary mound of earth, covered with a thick layer of grass, bathed in sunlight. Some people were sitting there, basking in the sun.

Rather than going straight down, he stood on the hilltop and surveyed the skating rink.

A very large skating rink, big enough to fit two basketball courts. It must have used artificial ice as it glimmered from above, like a vast mirror, somewhat dazzling to the eyes.

He Xing stared intently for a while before finally spotting Fu Han. He hurriedly followed her with his eyes.

Perhaps because she had gotten too hot from skating, Fu Han had taken off her wool coat and was wearing only a sweater on top, with plaid shorts and black leggings on the bottom.

Her long black hair was casually tied in a ponytail at the back of her head. Her hands sometimes rested behind her, sometimes spread open. With a slight move of her feet, she would glide far away.

He Xing remembered that Fu Han used to be unable to skate. After seeing news about a child getting injured while skating, his grandfather refused to let Fu Han learn. It was said these skills were better learned in childhood, as they became harder to master with age.

But at the moment, watching Fu Han, she was like a beautiful butterfly, nimbly flying and leaving behind stunning trajectories in the air, so mesmerizing that one couldn’t look away.

Right then, He Xing thought that if his grandfather had sent her to learn gymnastics or figure skating when she was young, she might be winning glory for the country by now.

He Xing’s original plan was to go down and find Fu Han as soon as he saw her, but now he had changed his mind. He found a clean stone and sat down, keeping his gaze fixed on Fu Han, unwavering.

What prevented He Xing from going down to find Fu Han was the smile on her face: her perfect eight teeth, her crescent-moon eyes, and the faint dimples at the corners of her mouth.

She was so bright and sunny, like a sunflower in full bloom; and she was the only sunflower in the barren desert of He Xing’s heart.

He Xing truly hoped to always see Fu Han’s smile, even if it meant paying any price. His cell phone suddenly rang, pulling out his phone, he saw another message from Xia Ning.

He patiently read through the message from Xia Ning, which was no different from her previous ones—lacking any substance, all reiterating how bored she was in the hospital, how much she missed He Xing, and when he could visit her.

He Xing let out a low sigh and replied, "I understand. If I’m available tonight, I can come to visit you."

His good mood was mostly ruined by Xia Ning. He searched the skating rink once more, this time curious about where Su Cheng might be.

He had been prepared to see Su Cheng and Fu Han skating hand in hand, especially since in one of the videos Fu Han took, there was a moment when she nearly fell and Su Cheng said, "Be careful," then reached out to support her.

Truthfully, he was quite pleased not to have seen them skating hand in hand since he arrived.

He was pondering this when, suddenly, he saw someone outside the rink waving to Fu Han from afar. Who else could it be but Su Cheng?

Upon hearing the call, Fu Han immediately skated over to Su Cheng. Perhaps she was too hasty, and losing her balance, she started to fall backward.

He Xing stood up anxiously, calling out loudly, "Xiaohan, be careful!"

Just as Fu Han was about to fall, Su Cheng grabbed her, not around the waist but by the elbow, and with a firm pull, helped her stand steady.

He Xing breathed a sigh of relief, his expression softening considerably. His "hostility" towards Su Cheng subsided quite a bit, regardless of whether Su Cheng was keeping his promise, his actions befit a true gentleman.

It was also at this moment that He Xing realized Su Cheng had just gone to buy lunch, and now they were sitting at a stone table outside the rink, preparing to eat.

He Xing’s stomach growled hungrily; he was hungry as well. Originally, he had planned to have lunch with Fu Han.

"If I show up now, they should invite me to join them for lunch," He Xing thought as he began moving towards Fu Han and the others.

Just at that moment, a voice rang out, "He Xing, what a coincidence, I didn’t expect to see you here."

The smile on He Xing’s face vanished instantly as he turned and sure enough, he saw Ji Liangchuan. His brows furrowed, his tone unmistakably laced with hostility, "What are you doing here?"

Contrasting with He Xing’s hostility, Ji Liangchuan was all smiles, "The reason you’re here is the same reason I am here!"