008. Rising Sun
Story: [Rebirth] Progress Bar for Capturing Targets Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:4321 Update time:2023-07-14 10:44:59
Wen Wannian stared at the card for a long time, then moved his lips slightly: "I'll leave this card for you. I'll deposit money into it every month..."
"I don't need it," Su Ruobai interrupted him bluntly, "There's nothing I need to buy. If I need something in the future, I'll ask you then."
Wen Wannian did not say a word, but obediently took the bank card and casually placed it on the small table.
Su Ruobai's gaze followed his movements and after a moment of silence, he spoke. "Then I'll go back to my room first."
Wen Yinnian nodded in response and got up, walking over to his side. It seemed that he was going to see him off at the door.
The two of them walked to the door, with Wen Wannian taking a step ahead of Su Ruobai to open it. This action appeared very natural, as if it came naturally to him, and was very gentlemanly.
Su Ruobai walked out, suddenly stopped in his tracks, and turned his head to look calmly at Wen Wannian.
"You are Wen Wannian, aren't you?"
The words that seemingly respond without answering made Wen Wannian's expression change slightly. He blinked innocently, as if he had heard something funny, and chuckled lightly, "Of course, what do you think in that little brain of yours?"
Despite the seemingly affectionate words, Su Ruobai couldn't feel warmth in her heart.
He smiled lightly, devoid of the excitement and cunningness that he had initially felt upon returning to this body. Instead, there was a calmness as if his heart had turned to ashes.
Su Ruobai returned to the room, and her smile gradually faded away.
The evidence that often best reflects a person's true nature is the casual actions they make in their every movement, rather than the deliberate reactions made after careful consideration.
Like a puppet, no matter how exquisitely crafted, it remains a toy in the hands of its controller.
Just now, he casually tossed the card onto the small table without a care. If this was his savings or a portion of his property that was painfully separated from his daily expenses, he wouldn't have appeared so indifferent.
Wen Wannian opened the door a little later than usual, indicating that he had been taking a shower beforehand. Despite being able to ignore the knocking while showering, he still opened the door. And true to his personal habit, even though he was soaking wet, he put on concealing clothes.
From these two points, Su Ruobai could see that it was not only her who was testing this "cheap husband" now, but also this husband who did not miss any opportunity to test her.
As for the matter of money, Su Ruobai wasn't in such a hurry to draw a conclusion. However, there was one thing he could be certain of: Wen Wannian was definitely not seen as poor and lowly in the eyes of the Su family.
In this era where same-sex marriage is legal, his husband is Wen Wannian...
It can only be Wen's later years.
Su Ruobai lay back on the bed, feeling extremely exhausted, but he dared not fall asleep.
He is afraid.
I am afraid that tomorrow morning, waking up and starting over again will become a fleeting dream.
Staring through the long and lonely night, Su Ruobai slowly sat up the next morning as the radiant sunlight streamed into the room through the floor-to-ceiling window. Her expression was somewhat vacant as she gazed at the residual glow on the horizon.
Great, he could still see the rising sun.
Every day should be enjoyed to the fullest, pushing aside the worries and fears in one's heart. Su Ruobai took a bath, and this time, he took good care of himself, not allowing the heavy feeling of choking in his throat to worsen.
Just as he was tidying up and getting ready to go to the hotel restaurant for breakfast, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Apart from her neighbor's husband, Su Ruobai couldn't think of anyone else who would come and knock on her door.
Without any hesitation, he opened the door, and the person outside was exactly as he had imagined.
"Morning," Su Ruobai greeted with a gentle smile.
Wen Wannian smiled as usual, radiating a gentle presence from head to toe. "Good morning. I came to ask if you'd like to have breakfast together downstairs."
He changed into casual attire, appearing quite different from his previous elegant and handsome self. Now, he looked particularly...
Down-to-earth.