My Wife Always Thought I Did Not Love Him

"Let's... break up." When Xia Yao said this, his face was a little pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief.The coffee in his hand was steaming, and the fingertips holding the coffee cup were already slightly red from the heat.

Zhou Du, who was sitting facing each other, stared at Xia Yao expressionlessly, and asked in a tone of joy and anger, "What do you mean?"

Xia Yao lowered his head and didn't answer.

Zhou Du stared at him for a long time, then said in a gloomy tone, "What do you mean when I ask you?"

Xia Yao took a deep breath and said calmly, "Zhou Du, I don't like you anymore, let's break up."

"Don't like me?" Zhou Du's eyes turned cold, and he said aggressively: "Why didn't you say you didn't like me when you forced me to be with you in the third year of high school, why didn't you say you didn't like me when you pulled me into bed with you in college Me? You've been with me for seven years and now tell me you don't like me?"

Zhou Du's words were like a sharp knife, bit by bit gouging out the filth hidden in Xia Yao's heart to the broad daylight.

It was true that he used means to force Zhou Du to stay with him back then, but after so many years, he knew that he had done something wrong. If a person doesn't love him, even forcing him to stay by his side is useless.

He now realizes his mistake, so he wants to let Zhou Du go.

After Xia Yao quietly listened to Zhou Du's words, the fingers holding the coffee cup tightened slightly, and she lowered her head and repeated softly: "I want to break up with you."

"Split as much as you want!" Zhou Du stood up abruptly from his chair, "Do you think it's rare for me to be with you?" He raised his voice, and the eyes of the people around him immediately focused on the two of them.

"What are you looking at!" Zhou Du yelled at the onlookers, then grabbed the coat on the backrest and walked out.

As soon as Zhou Du left, Xia Yao's back that had just been straightened suddenly bent down, his eyes were a little moist from the mist rising from the coffee, and he blinked vigorously.

But what he didn't expect was that before Zhou Du could walk out the door, he turned around and stood beside him.

Xia Yao looked at Zhou Du who appeared in front of her again in surprise.

Zhou Du looked a little impatient and said to Xia Yao: "What are you doing just sitting there, go home!"

Xia Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I...will go back by myself in a while."

"Go back by yourself?" Zhou Du raised his voice again, "How can you go back when it's snowing so heavily outside? After you go back, you still have to live with me."

Xia Yao then slowly stood up from the chair, lowered her head and followed behind Zhou Du.

As soon as the two of them reached the door of the coffee shop, Zhou Du stopped again. He frowned as he looked at the heavy snow falling outside, pulled off the scarf around his neck, turned around and put it on Xia Yao's neck.Before Xia Yao could speak again, he turned around and opened the glass door of the coffee shop, and walked into the heavy snow.

The heater in the car was fully turned on, and Zhoudu's smell from the scarf slowly wrapped around the tip of Xia Yao's nose in the narrow space. He lowered his head and buried half of his face in the scarf wrapped around his neck.

The two were silent all the way, and when the car stopped at an intersection waiting for a red light, Zhou Du asked, "How long will it take?"

"what?"

"I asked how long it took you to break up. I know, didn't you just quarrel with me? Why didn't I spend Christmas with you a few days ago? I said that I had something to do that day, and that night was really overtime at the company. I have a holiday on New Year's Day , then we will go out together—"

"Zhou Du." Xia Yao interrupted him, "Do...do you love me?" He turned his head to look at Zhou Du, and asked softly.

The tips of Zhou Du's ears turned red immediately, he coughed and said, "Why are you talking about this?" Then, as if he had come to his senses suddenly, he quickly glanced at Xia Yao beside him with the corner of his mouth curled up, and then turned his head to the two of them, Looking ahead, he said: "Did you just want to hear this? Really, why do you look like a little girl, how grown-up you are, and you still talk about love and love all day—"

"Do you love me?" Xia Yao interrupted him again.

"You, if you want to hear it, then I love you." Zhou Du clenched his fingers tightly on the steering wheel.

Xia Yao turned her head in disappointment, and said softly, "I see."

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that it wants to annihilate the city.Xia Yao felt a little tight in his chest, so he opened the car window slightly, and the cold wind came in from the car window.

"You're not cold." Zhou Du reached out and turned up the heater in the car by a few degrees.

Xia Yao was just about to close the car window again, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhou Du's terrified expression, throwing herself under him.

With a "dong", Xia Yao lost consciousness before even feeling the pain.

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It was very noisy around, Xia Yao felt he couldn't breathe, he seemed to be lying on a table, many people were talking, but he couldn't hear a word clearly.

When he opened his eyes with all his strength, he found that there was no one around.

In the empty classroom, only the electric fan was whirring, Xia Yao stared blankly at the blackboard in front of him, the setting sun through the window gave Xia Yao who was sitting alone in the classroom a layer of gold.

This is... the classroom?

Why did he appear in the classroom? Isn't he on his way home with Zhou Du?

Xia Yao stretched out his hand and looked at his palm, the watch on his wrist caught his attention.He quickly raised his arms in front of his face, and the time on the watch was——

2008年9月12号17时30分钟。

This date made Xia Yao feel a little familiar, he suddenly realized that this year was his third year in high school, and this day happened to be his birthday.

Birthday……

Xia Yao didn't have time to think about why he went back to high school, he hurriedly opened his seat and looked for a diary.

There was no gray diary in the seat.

That was in Zhoudu's seat, and he remembered his birthday this year, so he stuffed the confession diary into Zhoudu's seat.

Xia Yao quickly straightened up, walked quickly to Zhou Du's seat, and opened his drawer.

No.

Lowering her waist, Xia Yao turned Zhou Du's seat inside out several times, but she didn't find the diary.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Someone suddenly yelled at the door.

Xia Yao raised her head from Zhou Du's seat in a panic, and saw Wang Hao standing at the door of the classroom at a glance.

Wang Hao quickly walked to Xia Yao's side, grabbed his arm, and pulled him aside from Zhou Du's seat.

He looked Xia Yao up and down, and asked with a dark face, "What are you doing, stealing something?"

"I..." Xia Yao was just about to explain when Zhang Yang and Zhou Du, who were following behind Wang Hao, walked in through the door.

Wang Hao quickly pointed at Xia Yao and said to Zhou Du, "He just went through your drawer to see if there is anything missing."

Zhou Du's eyes instantly fell on Xia Yao.

"I don't have any." Xia Yao quickly explained, "I lost something, I'm looking for something."

"Hey, what do you mean, why did you look through Zhoudu's drawer when you lost something? Can Zhoudu still steal your things?"

Zhang Yang quickly pulled Wang Hao, motioning him not to say any more.

Zhou Du took a meaningful look at Xia Yao and asked, "What did you lose?"

"A notebook."

"Heh." Wang Hao let out a sneer, "Who would want your notebook?"

Zhou Du ignored Wang Hao, continued to look at Xia Yao and asked, "What book?"

"A... notebook, with a gray cover, very old, with no signature on it."

Xia Yao was nervously digging at the corner of his clothes. He remembered that Zhou Du didn't see the diary that year. He put it in Zhou Du's drawer after school, and was discovered by his buddy Wang Hao, who dragged him away. There was a beating in the toilet, and then the matter was over.

Later, Zhou Du didn't know how he found out that he was beaten by Wang Hao, so he offered himself a drink, saying that he was apologizing to him on behalf of Wang Hao, and it was at that time that he really got in touch with Zhou Du.

He had been secretly in love with Zhou Du for two years, but he didn't have the courage to say a word to him. When he exhausted his whole life and put the diary full of love words about Zhou Du in his drawer, the protagonist didn't seem to notice it.

"Did you see it?" Xia Yao's voice trembled slightly.

"No." Zhou Du spit out two words lightly, and then asked back: "Why do you think your notebook will appear in my drawer?"

Xia Yao opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain it for a while, could it be that he told Zhou Du that he put the book on his seat on purpose?

Zhou Du glanced at him, seeing that he didn't answer but didn't investigate further, picked up the schoolbag on the side and said to Wang Hao, "Go home."

"Eh? Just go home? Don't call today?"

"do not fight."

The classroom returned to calm.

After Zhou Du returned home, he took out a notebook from his schoolbag, stared at the gray diary for a while, and then stuffed it into the desk drawer.