Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict-Chapter 1884 - 1883: Xiaoxiao, Don’t Be Like This
City B
On the second floor of the master bedroom, Bai Xiaoxiao heard the sound of Luo Haofeng coming upstairs.
The urgent footsteps seemed to trample on her heart like a thousand horses and soldiers, making her instinctively hold her breath.
However, as she waited for Luo Haofeng to push open the door, it remained closed.
She sat on the leather sofa in the bedroom, turned sideways, her eyes fixed on the doorway.
Time, minute by minute, seemed to drag on.
After waiting for a long time and not seeing Luo Haofeng enter, it was instead the shrill ring of her phone that broke the silence.
It startled her, causing her body to tremble suddenly.
Without even checking the caller ID, she instinctively wanted to stop the piercing sound, and her finger pressed the answer key.
"Xiaoxiao."
The voice from the phone was very soft.
It was the familiar voice of Bai Xiaoxiao, that gentle voice was like a warm current, unexpectedly flowing into her desolate heart.
Also like an invisible hand gently brushing over her heart.
Inexplicably, it stirred up all her grievances, and her originally slightly red eyes became moist again in an instant.
"Ranran."
Bai Xiaoxiao subconsciously called out, this voice filled with grievance and sadness, sorrow and pain, contradiction and struggle...
Like a sharp sword piercing through the air, it stabbed into Wen Ran’s heart.
On the other end, Wen Ran only felt a pain in her heart, an indescribable emotion suddenly seized her.
"Xiaoxiao, where are you now?"
"Ranran, I don’t know what to do."
Bai Xiaoxiao’s voice was so helpless, all her concerns could only be confided in Wen Ran.
If Wen Ran held onto any shred of hope before she called, hearing Bai Xiaoxiao say ’I don’t know what to do’ in this moment, she only felt her breath catch.
She blurted out, "Xiaoxiao, if you can’t make a decision now, don’t rush into it, calm down first, come back to G City, or I can come to pick you up."
The reason Wen Ran hesitated to bring Luo Haofeng and Bai Xiaoxiao together again was her fear of one day discovering the harsh truth.
Luo Haofeng, considering mother-and-child affection, wanted to move his mother, resolve her inner resentment, and even sought for Luo Rongbin to act favorably towards Wu Jingfang against his own heart.
Yet, in the end, Xiaoxiao still found out.
And Wen Ran, hearing Bai Xiaoxiao’s helpless words on the phone, couldn’t help but question herself, was she wrong...
"Ranran, I’ll call you back in a bit."
Bai Xiaoxiao was silent for a few seconds, then answered softly.
No matter what decision she made, she had to face Luo Haofeng first.
Even though her recent conversation with Luo Haofeng showed through his words that the matter was certainly true.
Yet regarding what Meng Ke said, her enemy’s son, Bai Xiaoxiao couldn’t muster any hatred.
She couldn’t hate a man she deeply loved, and even more so couldn’t resent the father of the baby inside her.
But she couldn’t act as if nothing had happened and stay with him.
She hung up the phone, stood up, and headed towards the door.
The distance from the sofa to the door was only a few meters, but each step felt heavy.
Perhaps soon, they would become strangers.
Turning from the closest lovers to strangers, this wasn’t the first time.
More than three years ago, Bai Xiaoxiao had already broken up with Luo Haofeng once, but that time it was initiated by Luo Haofeng.
She tried hard to suppress the surge of sadness in her heart, tried to control the rising tide, and stopped at the door.
Raising her hand, she turned the door handle.
No pause, no hesitation.
The door opened!
Outside, Luo Haofeng’s tall figure was standing there stiffly.
The door blocking their vision was pulled open, and their eyes met in the air; something fierce pierced their hearts.
Bai Xiaoxiao felt a sting in her heart; the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.
She couldn’t utter a single note.
She could only quietly look at the man outside the door.
Under the light, his sculpted features appeared pale.
Those tender and romantic eyes now looked at her with a complex expression, with emotions intertwined too richly for Bai Xiaoxiao to understand.
She subconsciously bit her lip, trying to calm the turbulent emotions inside, softly saying, "Come in!"
She turned and walked back to the sofa.
Luo Haofeng remained motionless, his tall figure still standing outside the door.
He seemed afraid to enter, merely watching Bai Xiaoxiao’s slender back intently.
Watching her step by step move towards the sofa.
In that instant, his mind was a mess.
The pain in his chest spread, following her every step away, into his limbs, as if Bai Xiaoxiao wasn’t heading towards the sofa but was walking out of his world.
From then on, there would be no connection.
Thinking of this, Luo Haofeng felt a sharp pain deep in his eyes, suddenly stepping into the bedroom.
Almost frantically approaching the sofa, just as Bai Xiaoxiao was about to sit down, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender wrist.
"Xiaoxiao."
The voice that escaped his thin lips was filled with panic and fear, hoarsely sounding beside her ear.
Bai Xiaoxiao felt her heart tremble, raising her eyes to look at him.
Her gaze met a pair of deep, endless eyes, and her breath caught again.
Luo Haofeng’s grip on her wrist was strong, almost hurting her, but Bai Xiaoxiao did not cry out.
Because what hurt was not her wrist, but her heart.
Their gazes tangled together.
Bai Xiaoxiao did not want to understand the emotions in Luo Haofeng’s eyes, but she did understand.
Because she understood, the heartache grew stronger.
The next second, she awkwardly shifted her gaze, glanced at the ceiling, and asked faintly, "You knew about the matter from back then, didn’t you?"
Not only Luo Haofeng knew, but Wen Ran probably did too.
Just now Wen Ran called and advised her not to rush into decisions, regardless of what happens.
Bai Xiaoxiao had been friends with Wen Ran for so many years; if Wen Ran had only just found out, her tone would have certainly revealed surprise, but it didn’t.
She looked at the man before her, a face handsome like a sculpture, and suddenly felt intense pain in her heart.
His silence confirmed her conjecture.
Her thoughts, like wild horses breaking free, galloped uncontrollably.
Bai Xiaoxiao’s pale face showed changing expressions, yet her moist eyes remained fixedly on Luo Haofeng.
After a long while, she softly asked, "Back then, when you suddenly married Qi Meiling, did you already know?"
Back then, she was abroad, and Qi Meiling sent her some photos; Bai Xiaoxiao was waiting for Luo Haofeng to explain.
But Luo Haofeng did not explain.
They broke up just like that, and later, Luo Haofeng married Qi Meiling.
Once, Bai Xiaoxiao couldn’t understand, but at this moment, she suddenly became clear.
How ludicrous it was, Bai Xiaoxiao laughed mockingly, sorrowfully.
Luo Haofeng saw her laughter tighten his gaze, calling out in pain, "Xiaoxiao, don’t be like this."
