Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 675 - 676: Sad Profile

Chapter 675: Chapter 676: Sad Profile

Even with only a side profile visible, Fu Han could still discern the sadness in Wang Yixuan’s expression. He was simply standing there quietly, doing nothing, not even speaking, but Fu Han felt as if she could perceive the tumultuous negative emotions crashing within him.

A wave of sorrow began to spread through Fu Han’s heart, giving her the surreal sensation that everything Nan Qing had spoken of—forever, love—was nothing but a dream, nonexistent.

Fu Han knew that an open door was an invitation to enter, but out of politeness, she still knocked. It wasn’t until she heard Wang Yixuan say "come in" that she slowly made her way inside.

Standing not far from the doorway, Fu Han looked at Wang Yixuan. She concealed all her deepest emotions and asked in the calmest voice she could muster, "Wang Yixuan, did you want to see me about something?"

It was like a scene playing out in slow motion from a movie; Wang Yixuan turned around slowly, his dark, shining eyes meeting Fu Han’s. They held a clarity as pure as light through water.

Truthfully, Fu Han couldn’t remember Wang Yixuan’s age. He seemed much older, and yet the clarity in his eyes was so... infantile, untouched.

Equally clear and pure was his voice, ringing with the clarity of a phoenix’s cry, "Fu Han, I’m leaving. I’m entrusting Nan Qing to your care. Can you promise me that?"

"Why?" Fu Han’s eyes widened as she looked at Wang Yixuan. Her premonitions had come true. She thought she would be furious, but somehow, her mood had become much calmer.

Upon hearing her question, Wang Yixuan fell into reminiscence. He tilted his head slightly as if pondering something, his brows knitting together in a frown that seemed to hold a sorrow too dense to dissipate.

Fu Han had been thinking about how to persuade Wang Yixuan, but upon reconsidering, she suddenly realized she didn’t even know why he was leaving. How could she possibly convince him to stay?

Wang Yixuan, as if expecting the question, said after a moment of silence, "There’s no particular reason. I just don’t like the idea of marriage restraining me. My dream of traveling the world isn’t finished; I want to keep chasing it."

If Fu Han’s initial anger had been smoothed over before, Wang Yixuan’s words now were like a bomb igniting the explosives in her heart, detonating with a loud bang, filling the air with smoke.

"Traveling the world? Nan Qing also wishes to travel the globe. You could do it together." Fu Han tried her best to lower her voice, feeling on the verge of exploding.

If it weren’t for the fear that too loud a voice would awake Nan Qing, she really would have had a big argument with Wang Yixuan.

Wang Yixuan’s gaze on Fu Han grew colder with each passing moment, eventually freezing over like eternal ice, "Fu Han, I’m not discussing this with you. Please understand, I’m merely informing you that I am leaving."

Fu Han’s anger flared as well. She stared back at Wang Yixuan, speaking in an icy tone devoid of any emotion, "I think you’ve notified the wrong person. Your leaving has nothing to do with me. If you really are a man, then you should be the one to speak clearly to Nan Qing. What does leaving like this amount to?"

After speaking her mind, Fu Han turned and walked towards the door, her beautiful face as cold as frost, emotionless, "I believe any man with the slightest sense of responsibility wouldn’t just leave without saying goodbye."

"Wait!" Wang Yixuan sprinted to her, blocking her path, and pointed to the easel where he had been standing, "I left an explanation. Everything is clarified in here; Nan Qing will understand once she sees it. I just ask... please relay this to her."

Fu Han had actually intended to leave on purpose. She wanted to take the opportunity to wake Nan Qing; she really didn’t want to get involved in this mess. Thus, her plan was to wake Nan Qing, so the two of them could talk things through. Why should she act as the messenger?

However, in this moment, when she saw the look in Wang Yixuan’s eyes, her own heart was moved, and for the first time, she considered the matter from his perspective.

Everyone has the right to make their own choices. But it seems that everyone had overlooked the fact that Wang Yixuan also had a choice to make.

Falling in love involves two people. So does having a relationship. No one compelled the other, the feelings were mutual, with no regrets. It was just that in their moment of impulsiveness, they hadn’t anticipated the arrival of a new life.

If that child hadn’t appeared unexpectedly, they would still only be in a romantic relationship.

To many, love is something desirable, but marriage can seem like a sentence to despair. When in love, the only consideration is the two of you; marriage involves two families.

Thus, when Wang Yixuan was merely dating Nan Qing, they could travel blissfully anywhere; but upon the prospect of marriage, Wang Yixuan had to choose to start a business in City A.

Fu Han had known Wang Yixuan for some time and still remembered the boy in the white suit playing the piano so tranquilly that day. Sitting there, it was as though he had wings on his back, ready to take flight at any moment.

But now, although Wang Yixuan appeared the same, it was as if the wings he once had were gone. Unable to take to the skies any longer.

To her own surprise, Fu Han found she could understand why Wang Yixuan would depart without farewell. This realization filled her with sorrow, feeling as though she had let Nan Qing down.

Fu Han’s emotions were exceptionally complex; dealing with others’ relationship issues truly seemed more intricate than handling her own. Her own relationship struggles, if mishandled, affected only herself; but the implications of others’ relationships were evidently much more significant, and she did not want to cause any adverse impact due to her lack of caution.

On the other side, Wang Yixuan slung his backpack over his shoulder and placed his phone in his pocket, "Nan Qing might be very upset in the next few days, please... take care of her."

Watching Wang Yixuan step by step towards the door, Fu Han stood still in her original spot. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she could no longer hold back and dashed after him as quickly as she could.

She caught up with him at the elevator, panting as she asked, "Are you leaving today? By train or plane? Domestic or international?"

"Does it matter?" Wang Yixuan laughed, a laugh tinged with unmistakable bitterness.

"Answer me!" Fu Han raised her voice, staring intently at Wang Yixuan with bright, earnest eyes, "I know you feel A City isn’t freeing enough for you, and you want to pursue your artistic creation. That’s not a problem; but as Nan Qing’s friend, by letting you go, I’m already failing her. If I can’t tell her where you’re going, I can’t face her."