My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s - Chapter 350
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Chapter 350: Chapter 343: Coming Alone
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“Get in the car,” the man opened the car door, rubbing his hands together, “It’s not safe for a young lady to be out so late at night.”
After hesitating for a moment, Tang Yuxin relented and got in the car, thinking that she really would freeze to death out there.
“Where are you going?” The man turned up the heat in the car, lamenting aloud, “It’s so cold and late, and you’re out here all by yourself.”
Tang Yuxin lowered her head, her frozen lips finally unfreezing enough to whisper two words.
“Qing University.”
“That far?” He turned the car around and headed in the direction of Qing University.
The man turned to the person in the passenger seat and asked,
“Any objections, Gu Ning? We’re going to drop this girl off first. If she had to walk back alone, it would be midnight before she arrived.”
“You’ve already done it,” the voice from the passenger seat was indifferent, carrying a hint of aloof coldness.
“Okay, spare me the drama.” The man was still driving the car on the icy road without much difficulty.
“We’re the same, even if I disagreed, you would still insist on it. We’re all too good, especially you, always putting on a cold front.”
The man in the passenger seat didn’t say a word, just stared ahead. From the rear-view mirror, he could see the girl’s bowed head.
He couldn’t help but shake his head at the recklessness of students these days.
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“Don’t go out so late in the future,” his voice was cold, but if one listened carefully, they could detect some concern in his tone.
“See,” the driver laughed, “you’re outwardly harsh but inwardly kind.”
As the two men casually conversed, they didn’t notice the girl in the back seat tightly gripping her hands, fingers already red and numb from the cold.
She wrapped her clothes tighter around herself and felt a droplet of water spreading on the back of her hand. It was as cold as ice.
She pulled at the corners of her mouth. She hadn’t met him, but she had ended up in his car.
When they arrived at the entrance to Qing University, the car door opened. Gu Ning exited the car and opened the trunk. He then removed luggage and placed it in front of Tang Yuxin.
He didn’t say a word, but he seemed to be waiting for something.
Tang Yuxin pulled up her suitcase without lifting her head.
“Thank you,” she bowed, and then walked into the campus.
It was 10:35 p.m., and the gates of the university were still open.
She could have gone home, which was her real home, her den, but instead, she returned to the university. She just wanted to know if he assumed she had already arrived home, so he had not come to pick her up.
But when she walked in, she heard the engine noise of an army vehicle. By the time she turned around, the car had disappeared at the end of the lit road.
Just as if it had never come, or never appeared.
She walked into the dormitory, and walked to the housekeeper.
“Auntie, have any calls come for me? My name is Tang Yuxin.”
“No,” the housekeeper shook her head, “I have been here all day and no one has called.”
Tang Yuxin was somewhat disappointed as she walked to her dormitory door and opened it. She was the first one to arrive, as she had originally not planned on staying there.
She was planning to move to her house and no longer live on campus.
She brought out her washing basin and went to fetch water, then tidied up the dorm room. When she touched the cold water, it was piercingly cold, almost painful.
That night, she slept in moldy, damp bedding. It was like her past life when she was deprived of everything. She was alone, cold, and afraid.
She got through everything by herself.
She did everything by herself.
She suffered everything by herself.
She tossed and turned all night. She made a phone call, and there was a brief ring on the other end, before her call was disconnected again.
He had hung up again.
Packing her suitcase, Tang Yuxin put all her belongings back. She had already applied for a change of residence last semester and it was approved, so she could leave the dormitory. All she had to do was tell the housekeeper.
The outside was still piercingly cold, the wind blowing on her face but not bringing any color to her cheeks.
One hand holding her suitcase, the other holding a bag of belongings, she walked into her old-fashioned courtyard house.
Then she opened the door. The petite courtyard was just like before. Although it had not been cleaned for a month, it still looked clean and familiar to her because this was her home.
She put her luggage down, turned around, and left the house.
Shortly afterward, she was standing at the door of Qin Ziye’s apartment. It was a quaint two-story home she had visited many times before. Strangely enough, she never felt like it was her home, perhaps because she could sense her own out-of-place feelings, or that he gave her no hope.
The door creaked slightly and she quickly hid behind a nearby tree, peeking at the entrance.
The door opened and a man appeared. He looked a bit ill, probably tired, but he seemed fine overall.
That was all Tang Yuxin wanted to know. She needed to be sure that he had not had an accident, that he had deliberately not answered her calls and avoided seeing her.
It was hard to believe that the man who had confessed his love for her not so long ago was now rejecting her calls. It seemed ridiculous, but she was so confident that he wasn’t that kind of person.
There was a payphone nearby. She walked over, picked up the handset, and inserted her card.
She heard the familiar ringtone of his mobile phone in her ear. He pulled his phone from his pocket. She couldn’t see what the expression on his face was, but she could feel his irritation and displeasure.
And he was also a bit restless.
He straightaway hung up the call and continued walking briskly.
Tang Yuxin hung up the phone but did not make another call. After a while, Qin Ziye returned. He had some items in his hand, probably food, as he entered and closed the door behind him.
With that loud bang,
not only the door was closed,
perhaps Tang Yuxin’s heart was closed as well.
Tang Yuxin walked out from behind the tree. She looked once more at the small white building in front of her, then turned around and left.
She went to the furniture market and bought a whole set of furniture. By the time the delivery people brought it to her, she had a proper little nest. That night, she moved from a small bed to a large one and finally had a proper home.