A Gentle Trap Set for You

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

On the day of the fire, I had already made an appointment to register with him and start a family with him.” Lin Gantang told him.

She was going to marry someone else. She wanted to leave completely and spend the rest of her life with someone else.

Gu Zhichuan gradually sank into hopelessness. The edge of hope in his heart tightened again and again. He was struggling unwillingly. “Even if I can be like him and give you everything?”

“Too late.” Lin Gantang said calmly.

“Do you not mind that his eyes have become like this?” Gu Zhichuan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. “If he can’t see again, no matter how good he is, he will become a burden to you in the future.”

“He’ll be good.” Lin Gantang looked at him coldly. “Are you cursing him?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean that.” Gu Zhichuan looked hurt. “You like him so much. You like his gentleness. But what if you find out that he’s not what you think he is?”

Lin Gantang lifted her eyes.

Gu Zhichuan said, “I’ve seen his coldness and the way he provokes others.

Aren’t you afraid that what’s in front of you is just a gentle trap he set for you?” “So what? I’ll accept him.” Lin Gantang’s gaze was firm. “I’ll accept everything he has.”

Every word Lin Gantang said was like a knife to his heart, and Gu Zhichuan’s tongue felt bitter.

“There’s no need to say anything else.” Lin Gantang drew a clear line between the two of them. “I don’t want to enter your world anymore. You don’t have to participate in my future either.”

Gu Zhichuan felt endless sadness and heartache. He could not breathe, and pain that he had never experienced before invaded every inch of his body.

He looked at her carefully again, wanting to remember her in his heart, but all he saw was her distant and indifferent face.

He felt a lump in his throat, his lips trembling. Finally, he said with a hoarse voice, “Okay.”

Gu Zhichuan closed his eyes and allowed his heart to tear at him. “Go back. I won’t disturb you again.”

Lin Gandang left without hesitation.

Gu Zhichuan returned to the car and could not help but turn his head to look at her. As he watched her walk away step by step, the light in his eyes dimmed inch by inch. His heart was once again scarred.

He leaned against the car dejectedly and smoked the entire pack of cigarettes one after another. Nicholas couldn’t numb his nerves, and he still felt the pain. At the Wen Family home.

Wen Yanqing stood on the balcony and looked into the distance.

The wind blew the hair in front of his forehead, and his sparse eyebrows were exposed under the sunlight.

He heard the sound of a car driving past in the distance, but his Tangtang had not returned yet.

He stood still with his hands on the railing, but he scared the servants who passed by.

“Mr. Wen.” The servant rushed forward, afraid that he would fall if he could not see. “It’s very dangerous here. Can you sit on the balcony?”

The servant wanted to help him away, but she did not dare to touch the master’s body casually for fear of being disgusted.

The servant anxiously stood by his side.

“Is Tangtang back?” Wen Yanqing asked him.

“Miss Lin? When I passed by the door, I saw her talking to someone outside.

Sir, why don’t you come over and have a seat first? Miss Lin will be here soon,” the servant advised worriedly.

“Who is it?” Wen Yanqing did not move.

“I heard Miss Lin call him Mr. Gu.” the servant said.

Wen Yanqing tightened his grip on the railing.

He tried his best to look outside. He saw houses and trees, but they were still in a haze.

Wen Yanqing was a little discouraged and also felt helpless.