Can't Take My Eyes Off You

"What does it have to do with you?" Liang Yueze retorted rudely. "Will you agree if you find out that Jiang Yao doesn't love you, that she's unhappy, and that she wants a divorce?"

Lu Xingzhi laughed boastfully. "She didn't love me when I married her. She didn't even know or understand me. I forced her to marry me. But so what? It was not that important in the beginning." Lu Xingzhi flicked the ash off his cigarette.

"In the end, I made her fall in love with me. That's enough."

"A blind cat meets a dead mouse." Liang Yueze chuckled.

"When I married her, I knew that she didn't love me, but I insisted on marrying her. I was in love. At that time, I thought that it was fine if she didn't love me. As long as I loved her, I would be nice to her. After a long time, she would eventually fall in love with me. And I succeeded." Lu Xingzhi said.

Liang Yueze was envious because he had the same thought. He thought that it did not matter. He would take care of her and dote on her. She would always put her first.

What a pity!

Jiang Yao was a naive girl when she married him. She was in love with him.

When he married his wife, she already had someone else in her heart. It was someone she could not forget for many, many years.

Liang Yueze could walk into a heart that had no one; it was very difficult for him to walk into one that already had someone else in it.

His wife was the pride of her family; she had had better things than most girls growing up. He hated that someone else had opened the door to her heart before him.

Lu Xingzhi did not wait for Liang Yueze to say anything, so he mocked him. "Well, you poor thing."

Liang Yueze pretended not to hear him. Lu Xingzhi had been in a bad mood, so he would not stoop to his level.

"You haven't slept for more than 48 hours. If you continue like this, I'm afraid I'll have to attend your funeral," Liang Yueze said as he played with the smoke rings out of boredom. The early morning sun shone on the two of them—the smoke rings were quite interesting.

Liang Yueze was being destructive—he raised his hand to break the smoke rings he made. "Jiang Yao is a doctor. Tell her to give you some medications."

"We'll see." Lu Xingzhi did not want Jiang Yao to worry. Furthermore, he knew that it was a psychological problem that medicine could not solve.

Perhaps he could recover in two days.

Soldiers always had a few mental problems. That was the first time Lu Xingzhi had encountered it, but his former comrades in the army also had it.

Many soldiers suffer from depression after they return from a mission. Insomnia was a pretty common thing for them. Therefore, the army would give them counseling quite regularly.

The two of them continued to crouch on the ground and talked until the sun rose. When they stood up again, they had to hold on to the wall. It took them a long time to recover the feeling in their legs.

They had not done that since they graduated. They thought it was quite funny.

Lu Xingzhi returned to the interrogation room while Liang Yueze left the police station.

He had initially planned to return to the hotel to rest, but he turned around and made a trip to the hospital.

When he arrived, Zhou Weiqi was accompanying Jiang Yao for breakfast. Zhou Weiqi could not help with anything else, so he did not mind cooking for Jiang Yao. That was also why Chen Xuyao returned to Jindo City while Zhou Weiqi volunteered to stay behind.