Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 671 - 672: Expectations and Results are Different

Chapter 671: Chapter 672: Expectations and Results are Different

Almost every night after Nan Qing fell asleep, Wang Yixuan would gently stroke her belly and say to the baby inside, "You have to be good, your mommy and daddy are looking forward to meeting you."

But even with Wang Yixuan’s anticipation, the child was lost in the end.

Truthfully, the moment he learned the child couldn’t be saved, it’s no exaggeration to say he felt as if the sky had collapsed. At that moment, he truly hated Fu Han, even though he knew she hadn’t done it on purpose.

The last straw was hearing Nan Qing’s parents advising her not to rush into marriage.

Even now, he vividly remembers how agonizing his feelings were back then as he listened to their conversation outside the ward. It felt like the sky suddenly darkened.

It was also at that moment, he once again firmly felt that his decision to be with Nan Qing was irrational. Being together could not bring happiness to anyone; it could only bring pain to everyone.

Because the price of marrying Nan Qing was his self-esteem being trampled upon, and that was more painful than killing Wang Yixuan.

The streetlight behind them cast a very long shadow of the two on the ground; they were elongated, twisted little figures. Looking at these little figures, you’d get a strange feeling, as if they’d lean on each other the next second.

But Wang Yixuan and Nan Qing’s paces were so in sync that every time Wang Yixuan felt their shadows might merge, they remained apart.

It turns out that sometimes walking in unison is also a mistake, and when fate decides you’re not suitable for each other, even your shadows can’t overlap.

Walking along, Nan Qing suddenly let go of Wang Yixuan’s hand and ran ahead, with the name Fu Han on her lips.

Only then did Wang Yixuan realize they had unconsciously arrived at the entrance of their community, which led to various places offering midnight snacks.

His gaze fell again on his own shadow, and whether by coincidence or not, every step Nan Qing took landed precisely on his shadow’s heart.

A dull pain emanated from Wang Yixuan’s chest, as if Nan Qing was stepping directly on his heart.

Two meters away, Nan Qing and Fu Han excitedly chatted about something.

The light from afar cast over, and their two shadows rushed towards Wang Yixuan from the opposite direction. In front of the enormous shadow, Wang Yixuan appeared exceptionally tiny, like an infant nestled in its mother’s arms.

Today, it was Nan Qing who suggested eating barbecue, and naturally, she decided on the location. Arm in arm with both Fu Han and Wang Yixuan, the trio strode forward.

This was the back gate of a university, surrounded by eats, but there was a distinction among them. The shops on both sides of the street seemed classier, cleaner, and more comfortable to dine in.

Yet, out of all the options, Nan Qing chose a street stall. The tables there were a particularly aged shade of dark yellow coupled with bright red plastic chairs, exuding a down-to-earth vibe.

Wang Yixuan had reservations about eating here, mainly worrying that the greasy tables might stain his white clothes.

But there was no helping it. Fu Han seemed to have no objections to the place, casually taking a seat. Faced with the keen gaze of the two girls, Wang Yixuan couldn’t very well voice his disdain. So, he silently sat down as well.

Nan Qing had a widely acknowledged talent for ordering food, mainly because she didn’t suffer from decision paralysis. She almost ordered everything on the menu—in fact, she’d promptly order anything the server recommended.

Fu Han was used to Nan Qing’s lavish ordering style and wasn’t surprised. She was busy chatting with He Xing on her phone and didn’t say a word.

He Xing had wanted to join them for the late-night snack, but Wang Yixuan specifically messaged Fu Han, asking her to come alone, so Fu Han had to grit her teeth and send He Xing away.

The snacks were served quickly, and apart from Fu Han who had already had her fill that night, the other two ate joyfully, especially Nan Qing who rarely opted for cheap street stalls and was immensely curious.

After a few bites, she exclaimed how delicious it was, urging everyone to eat up and even saying they should come here oftener in future.

In truth, though Fu Han found the taste here acceptable, it was far from the high praise Nan Qing was giving it, but she didn’t have the heart to contradict Nan Qing and remained silent.

It was understandable why Nan Qing felt this way, though. After the miscarriage, she’d been eating very blandly for a long time. It was only because she insisted so that Wang Yixuan agreed to take her out for food. After such a long time without flavorful food, it was understandable why a random barbecue tasted like a five-star hotel to her.

Nan Qing seemed in high spirits throughout the meal, chatting continuously and displaying a happy smile on her round face. Anyone could tell she was in a good mood.

Due to her upbringing, Nan Qing’s smile had a special charm, with a powerful infectiousness that made anyone who saw it smile without realizing it.

Wang Yixuan was also in a good mood today, occasionally stroking Nan Qing’s head, his handsome face always wearing a smile. When he looked at Nan Qing, the warmth in his eyes was unmistakable, and anyone could see his affection for her.

Fu Han watched from a distance, perceiving a significant change in Wang Yixuan compared to the previous days. Earlier, he had always seemed melancholic, radiating a thick, inescapable sadness. But today, that sadness was gone, or perhaps it was temporarily hidden.

Honestly, seeing the couple’s affectionate display, Fu Han was truly happy for Nan Qing and Wang Yixuan. Maybe, as Nan Qing hoped, they would soon get engaged, married, and then have their baby...

At this thought, a subtle sadness suddenly surfaced in Fu Han’s heart, reminding her of Nan Qing’s child, who left without a chance to meet them.

Although no one mentioned it anymore, Fu Han knew it was a scar in everyone’s heart. As time passed, the scar might heal, but Fu Han would never forget that child.

Because Nan Qing couldn’t drink alcohol, the late-night snack was consumed quickly, finishing in just over an hour.

On the way back, Nan Qing walked in the middle, arm in arm with Fu Han and Wang Yixuan, a happy smile glowing on her face, as if she were the happiest person in the world.

But Fu Han found it hard to smile like before, for a few minutes earlier, she had received a message from Wang Yixuan asking her to stay up late that night, to come out as he had something to discuss. He repeatedly instructed her not to tell Nan Qing.