The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 323: Does it hurt?

"May 7th, suitable for weddings, suitable for sacrifices, a day of great fortune, an auspicious day in the lunar calendar, a perfect day to marry Yuanyuan."

"Yuanyuan, let’s set our wedding date for May 7th."

"It’s still half a month away, but I can’t wait already. Tonight, I’m afraid to wake up from a dream, fearing it’ll just be a dream."

Chi Yu spoke for a long time without getting a response from Gu Yuan.

He put down the perpetual calendar in his hand and looked at her.

He saw her tearful eyes, her reddened eyes, and for a moment, Chi Yu felt he was forcing her into marriage, without her consent, without considering her thoughts, doing things on his own assumptions, not caring about her feelings at all.

"Gu Yuan." He called her name helplessly.

Gu Yuan wiped away the tears on her cheeks and answered, "Okay."

She turned to face him.

But he asked, "What’s okay?"

Gu Yuan said, "The wedding date you mentioned. I’ll follow your arrangement. It’s all fine."

Chi Yu’s expression dimmed: "You’re sad and upset, do you blame me for deciding on my own?"

"No, you arranging it gives me peace of mind. I’ll go with everything you plan." She said with a teary smile.

"But you look unhappy, very sad." He said, carefully observing her expression, taking it all in.

"I’m just very emotional." Gu Yuan lowered her lashes, which fluttered lightly, covering a faint brown shadow, "We’ve been through so much along the way. It’s not easy to still know and cherish each other, and I really cherish it."

"I do too." He said.

Gu Yuan teased him, "You don’t even remember."

"Here." He pointed to his heart: "Everything is remembered here, clearly and thoroughly."

He reached out and hugged her tightly: "Yuanyuan, I don’t love you with my mind, I love you with my heart."

Tears welled up, ready to spill over, like broken strings of pearls, rolling and dropping to the ground, and on Chi Yu’s sleeve.

He didn’t feel it, as Gu Yuan bit her lip tightly, not letting herself make any sound of painful sobs.

...

The wedding date has been set.

With each passing day, the wedding date draws near. These days, there are many things to be busy with, Chi Yu is busy, Gu Yuan is also busy, the two of them have few opportunities to meet during the day, always meeting only at night.

He’s busy planning the wedding, pouring his heart into it, determined to give her a grand wedding, wanting the whole world to know he’s marrying her.

His dedication is enough to make everyone envious.

Even Sheng Yi, who initially thought Gu Yuan was hasty in deciding to marry, soon let go of the grudge for Chi Yu abandoning his wife and child years ago, thinking this man is probably the most suitable and the only suitable future husband for Gu Yuan.

And recently, Gu Yuan, while busy with work, is also preoccupied.

The future, to her, suddenly seems very distant. She starts to immerse in confusion, enduring daily torment, waiting for the day of judgment to come.

This afternoon.

Gu Yuan arranged to meet Sheng Yi at a small bar.

Sheng Yi thought it was Gu Yuan’s pre-wedding single party, a time for the two sisters to confide in each other. She dressed beautifully and came, only to see Gu Yuan had already drunk several glasses of wine at the bar.

Sheng Yi was stunned, seeing Gu Yuan about to down that half glass of whiskey in one gulp, she hurried to stop her: "Hey hey hey hey... Yuanyuan, isn’t there a better way to drink, though you’re about to end your singledom and step into married life, you shouldn’t be drinking like this to celebrate."

Gu Yuan wore a glamorous makeup today.

Her fiery red lips were striking, sitting in this small bar drinking, exuding a unique charm.

Several glasses down, her stomach burned with heat, yet her mind was perfectly clear. She smiled at Sheng Yi: "Happy, just seeking some fun."

"Seeking fun shouldn’t be like this, are you being silly?" Sheng Yi, like a mother hen, removed the wine glass, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the wine stains off Gu Yuan’s chin, nagging: "They say pregnancy causes silliness for three years, but I haven’t seen evidence of that in you. Now you’re getting married, and you’re acting silly."

"Don’t be mad." Gu Yuan gently apologized to Sheng Yi.

Sheng Yi leaned closer and said: "Does Yuanyuan think I’ll be mad because you drank without waiting for me?"

She nodded, then shook her head.

She looked drunk, but Sheng Yi knew, Gu Yuan’s mind was clear, this little amount of alcohol wouldn’t have an effect so quickly. Having grown up with Gu Yuan, they knew each other well, Sheng Yi realized something was amiss: "Yuanyuan, do you have something on your mind?"

Gu Yuan: "No."

"You can’t fool me."

"Nonsense, Yiyi is the easiest to fool."

Sheng Yi pouted: "Yuanyuan, you know how to bully me."

Gu Yuan just laughed, leaning her head on Sheng Yi’s shoulder, staying silent for a long time before finally saying, "I plan to go to Sydney soon."

"Go to Sydney? To see..." The words hung on her lips, Sheng Yi understood tacitly, "Then are you going with Chi Yu?"

Asking this, Sheng Yi knew in her heart it was surely to bring Chi Yu to meet the aunt.

But unexpectedly, Gu Yuan said, "Not with him, I’m going alone."

Sheng Yi immediately understood: "Yuanyuan, just say it, what do you need me to do?"

Gu Yuan lifted her head and looked at Sheng Yi: "You truly understand me best."

"Of course, did you think your kindness towards me all these years was in vain?"

Gu Yuan explained the situation to Sheng Yi, who, though shocked, felt more heartache because if it all developed as Gu Yuan had said, then Yuanyuan had a very tough road ahead.

"So you’re saying, Yuanyuan, that for this trip to Sydney, I just need to act along with you and not let Chi Yu find out, right?" Sheng Yi concluded.

Gu Yuan nodded, "Yes."

She had her plans, shared them with Sheng Yi, and Sheng Yi quickly understood the significance of her actions. He didn’t overreact and calmly cooperated with her plan.

...

Evening.

Chi Yu returned early and spent the afternoon trying to figure things out in the kitchen, but he didn’t really get anywhere. Cooking wasn’t exactly his forte, but he wasn’t discouraged and was prepared to learn slowly.

During the slow learning process, he injured himself—a ’work-related injury.’ While trying to show off some knife skills, he ended up cutting his hand...

At the dining table, it was just Gu Yuan and Chi Yu.

While Chi Yu was waiting for Gu Yuan to return, Suisui had already finished dinner and was in the living room watching her favorite Bobo cartoon. As long as she could watch the Bobo cartoon, Suisui would definitely stay quiet and not bother anyone.

When Gu Yuan came back, she noticed Chi Yu’s left index finger had a band-aid on it. Afraid she wouldn’t notice, he purposely used a white one and waved it in front of her.

At first, Gu Yuan didn’t ask, and Chi Yu held back as well.

Until dinner, he couldn’t hold it back any longer and waved his bandaged hand in front of her, "Hey, sometimes it’s like this, you get hurt, and no one cares or asks. All the bitterness you have to keep to yourself. But I’m used to it."

Gu Yuan: "..."

She raised an eyebrow at him, pretending she had just noticed, "Why do you have a band-aid on your finger?"

"Accidentally cut it, bled a little, doesn’t hurt." He said it doesn’t hurt while stretching the hand towards her.

Gu Yuan saw through him but didn’t say anything, "Oh, as long as it doesn’t hurt."

Chi Yu’s extended hand paused: !!

I said it doesn’t hurt, and you don’t feel sorry for me?

I said it doesn’t hurt to appear strong, you’re supposed to feel sorry for me.

It’d be great if you could blow on it.

Ask me if it hurts~~

He thought this but kept a straight face, "I cut it while chopping vegetables, went too fast, it’s quite a long cut."

Gu Yuan: "Want to show it to me?"

Chi Yu immediately took it off and showed her, "Here."

Gu Yuan’s lips twitched, she wanted to toss the cup in front of her at him, "Uncle Xiang, bring a band-aid."

"One moment, Miss Gu."

Chi Yu saw Gu Yuan angry and knew he had been a bit silly earlier, but since Yuanyuan was worried about him, he felt it was worth it.

Uncle Xiang quickly brought a band-aid and handed it to Gu Yuan, "Miss Gu, here you go."

Gu Yuan took the band-aid, "Thank you, Uncle Xiang, you can go back to work."

She opened one, saw his silly grin, and said annoyed, "Hand over."

He obediently extended his hand.

Gu Yuan took a look, "Oh, it’s already scabbed over."

Chi Yu frowned, "Hiss, it hurts."

"I haven’t even touched it yet."

"My wound is delicate."

Gu Yuan put the band-aid on, wrapping his finger, "It is quite delicate, just like you."

After putting on the band-aid, he got up and leaned over, planting a kiss on her forehead. Then he sat back and wiggled his finger, "Yuanyuan, you’re amazing. It stopped hurting as soon as you bandaged it."

Gu Yuan: "..."

With Chi Yu around, Gu Yuan is never bored or dull at any time. He would always find ways to amuse her or make his presence known.

Gu Yuan reached her hand towards him.

He understood immediately and obediently placed his hand on hers. His hand was much larger than hers, so it was more like he was holding her hand.

"It’s not like there’s no one to cook." She scratched his palm with her fingertip, "Trying to rush only gets you hurt. I’ll teach you when I have time."

"When will you have time?" He was very concerned about her schedule.

"In a while, if you’re still willing to learn." She spoke intermittently, "You’re a father of a two-year-old now, still being so clumsy and foolish, what do you think you’re like?"

"Like Yuanyuan’s husband."

He responded seamlessly.

Gu Yuan was speechless.

"Let’s eat." She released his hand.

They started eating.

Chi Yu wasn’t keen on revealing too many details about the wedding preparations, and Gu Yuan didn’t ask much, knowing he was putting a lot of heart into it. Finding out early might take away some of the surprise.

But anything he prepared would be a surprise from the start.

Later that night.

Chi Yu came out of the bathroom, too lazy to even put on a robe. He just had a towel wrapped around his lower half, his toned body outlined in the dim light, with wet hair still dripping slightly.