Chapter 173 - 173: He Promised, No More Questions!

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Chapter 173: Chapter 173: He Promised, No More Questions! Gu Qiaoqiao did not struggle, nor did she resist, allowing the scorching hand to firmly wrap around her own small hand. They had discussed this issue before, and the result was Qin Yize agreeing to a divorce. But now, Qin Yize seemed to desire an answer even more. However, at this moment, Gu Qiaoqiao also wanted to know—where did that world go? Perhaps it was when she was locked naked and bruised in a pigpen, or when her family members died one after another, or perhaps when she stood in despair on the edge of a cliff, that the beautiful world she loved collapsed. It completely collapsed! Leaving behind nothing but pain and despair. Gu Qiaoqiao wanted to stand up and leave decisively, she wanted to scornfully dismiss his words with cold indifference. She wanted to laugh, she wanted to mock and then coldly tell him that if love was gone, it was gone—what’s the use in so many questions and pointless talk! But why, why did her vision gradually blur, and why did it seem like all her strength had been drained from her body? Allowing sadness, despair, and helplessness to flood her being. Tears, drop by drop, fell from the corners of her eyes. In a matter of moments, her face was drenched with tears! Qin Yize was shocked. He looked in disbelief at the Gu Qiaoqiao before him, at her tear-streaked face. Why did these words make her so sad? Searᴄh the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Why did they leave her panic-stricken and helpless like a wounded fledgling’s cry? In that moment, it seemed as if something broke free from the deepest recesses of his heart, taking root and blossoming into a resplendent flower in a matter of moments, when he was most unguarded. His heart throbbed, and without a moment’s hesitation, he reached out gently to wipe the tears from her face. Then, slowly but firmly, he embraced the sobbing young girl into his arms, patting her back tenderly, his voice meltingly soft, “Don’t cry anymore, I won’t ask again…” He wouldn’t ask anymore. Truly, he pledged, he would never ask again! If love was gone, then it was gone. If that world was lost, so be it. As long as she wasn’t sad, wasn’t crying anymore, nothing else mattered. He still preferred to see her bright smile. He couldn’t bear to see her so upset. And Gu Qiaoqiao, at this time, just couldn’t control herself. She didn’t want to be so feeble. But why, why did Qin Yize suddenly ask her that? Perhaps it was the brush with death in a car accident just now, which stirred the shadows buried deep in her heart. And Qin Yize’s words had thoroughly ignited them. It seemed she hadn’t even noticed being gently embraced by Qin Yize. And her face was pressed against the warm skin of Qin Yize’s chest. Qin Yize’s gaze darkened, his lips pressed tightly together, his hand gently patting Gu Qiaoqiao’s back, as if this could bring her comfort. He really hated it when girls cried, truly hated it. But for some reason, Gu Qiaoqiao’s tears seemed to wash away all of his impatience and irritation. All that was left was heartache. Yes, at this moment, this man of iron resolve felt his heart ache. Because in his memory, he had never seen her shed a single tear. And her tears, so scalding it seemed, ignited a shudder through his skin, layer after layer. But he endured, allowing the young girl in his arms to cry inconsolably for reasons unknown to him. Time passed, unnoticed, until Gu Qiaoqiao finally stopped crying. Qin Yize quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He gently pulled away from Gu Qiaoqiao and saw that her eyelashes, curled like butterfly wings, still had tear drops clinging to them. They were like dewdrops on the tips of grass in the early morning. With a helpless sigh, he took Gu Qiaoqiao to the riverbank not far away and crouched down. He scooped up some lukewarm water from the river and gently pressed it against Gu Qiaoqiao’s neck. Seeing that she still hadn’t snapped out of her sorrowful state, he began to wash her face. Perhaps it was the tepid water that startled Gu Qiaoqiao, or maybe it was the calluses on Qin Yize’s palms that hurt her delicate skin. Finally, Gu Qiaoqiao came back to her senses from that sad world. She stopped Qin Yize’s hand, her voice hoarse, “You have calluses on your hands.” Oh? Qin Yize stretched out his hand and indeed he did—those were from shooting practice. Seeing the faint red marks on her cheeks, Qin Yize withdrew his hand. He had truly not noticed this before. The more Gu Qiaoqiao washed, the more embarrassed she felt inside, and her cheeks reddened as if they were the clouds at the edge of the sky. She finally realized what she had just done. Why was she being so sentimental? Why had she cried like that? And to cry while lying on someone’s chest… Most importantly, Qin Yize was still bare-chested at the moment. Gu Qiaoqiao wished she could dive into the river and never come out again. Qin Yize, standing to one side, seemed to have noticed Gu Qiaoqiao’s unease. He looked at his own body and then at his shirt hanging in the distance. He got up and walked toward the bushes. Looking at the shirt, it was half-dry. The outer garment, however, was fine. He moved his body a bit, feeling the spot on his back where Gu Qiaoqiao’s small hand had brushed. He felt no pain or discomfort whatsoever. Qin Yize picked up his shirt and put it on. He didn’t know if it was because Gu Qiaoqiao had worn the clothes, or because she had just left his embrace. His clothes were imbued with a faint, lingering fragrance. With each breath, he felt a sense of elation that was almost stirring. Qin Yize looked over to the riverbank, where the figure appeared to still be crouching there. He strode towards the riverbank. Then he crouched down beside her, watching Gu Qiaoqiao bury her small face in her hands. A moment later, he pinched her collar and lifted her up, with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, “Stop washing, if you keep washing like this, you’ll scrub off a layer of skin from your face.” Gu Qiaoqiao remained silent. Bowing her head, not speaking. She was really worried that Qin Yize would ask her why her emotions had suddenly gone out of control. Qin Yize smiled faintly, glanced at the river water, and then walked towards the nearby woods. Feeling the oppressive presence disappear, Gu Qiaoqiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and released her hands covering her face. Then, she let out a long sigh. Looking up at the still azure sky, she suddenly felt as if some inexplicable entanglement in the depth of her heart had disappeared. Her heart felt much more at ease. It seemed that a good cry really did have its benefits. After a while, Qin Yize came over. His eyes were calm, his aura fresh and cool, as if he had hidden all his emotions away. He handed the sharp stick in his hand to Gu Qiaoqiao and spoke indifferently, “Why don’t you try it by the river? See if you can use this to spear a fish. There seem to be plenty of crucian carp here.” With such precise skills, it would be a pity not to use them. Gu Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment. She was still a bit slow to react.

Chapter 173 - 173: He Promised, No More Questions!

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