After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

It wasn’t until that night, after Mr. Lin had gone to bed early, that Lin Zhaonan, observing the light seeping through the crack of Lin Gantang’s room door, knocked on her door.

After a while, Lin Gantang came to open the door.

“You didn’t eat much tonight. I asked Auntie Zhang to make some noodles. Why don’t you go down and have a few bites?” Lin Zhaonan asked.

Lin Gantang, who lacked appetite and was listless, replied, “I’m not hungry.”

“Have some. Otherwise, you’ll be too hungry to sleep at midnight.”

Lin Zhaonan forcibly pulled her out, and Lin Gantang had no choice but to follow.

At the dining table, with a heavy heart, Lin Gantang picked at her noodles, eating bit by bit. After a couple of bites, noticing that Lin Zhaonan was still there, she looked up and asked, “Why are you staring at me?”

Lin Zhaonan sat down on the dining chair opposite her, “Are you hiding something from the family?”

Lin Gantang’s action of picking noodles paused.

“Tell your brother. I won’t tell Dad,” Lin Zhaonan coaxed. “Brother is now fiercer than Dad. If you tell me, maybe I can think of a solution.”

Moisture condensed in Lin Gantang’s eyes, “You can’t help. It’s Yanqing; his health has issues.”

Lin Gantang recounted the situation to Lin Zhaonan in detail, tears dangling from her eyelashes, “Why does he have to think so much? I just want to be with him. Who knows what the future holds? Isn’t it nice to just have one day at a time?”

Lin Zhaonan was left with mixed feelings after hearing everything.

“I understand his actions,” he said.

Lin Gantang looked up.

“He can’t guarantee his own future, so he doesn’t dare drag you into an unknown later,” Lin Zhaonan sighed. “You think one day at a time is nice, but he’s worrying about how much deeper you’ll fall and how much more painful it will be in the future, each succeeding day.”

An unseen future is sad, dim.

“But he might get better.”

“What did the doctor say about the chances? The doctor said they haven’t even found the cause; this is his deepest fear. Tangtang, he’s suffering more than you are.”

Lin Gantang’s eyelashes trembled, and her tears fell with a splash, “But I don’t care, it’s partly my fault he’s become like this.”

Lin Gantang would forever remember the guilt, powerlessness, and regret she felt in the hospital that day, upon learning of Wen Yanqing’s blindness.

She hated herself for having lived again yet still allowing Wen Yanqing to get hurt, feared her existence would only endanger him, her rebirth meaningless.

Now, fully aware of his love for her, if she were to let go, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Lin Zhaonan watched his stubborn sister and sighed silently.

He said, “If you truly don’t mind the problems he might face in the future, then find an opportunity to force a decision from him before he can recall all his concerns, and follow his heart.”

“He must have hesitated a thousand times in his heart. If you make everything final, he will no longer have the chance to be conflicted and can live peacefully with you.”

“You’ll get the outcome you want, to be together, and this result might be something he desperately desires but dares not selfishly touch or claim as his own.”

Lin Zhaonan didn’t know whether teaching her this was right or wrong.

Her approach to love resembled that of their father too much – devoted, steadfast. His father had mourned his late wife and never remarried to this day, and he feared his sister would likewise spend her life pining for one person.

He used the back of his finger to wipe away her tears that had reached her chin and forced a smile, “Go back in a couple of days. Whatever the result, it doesn’t matter. If worse comes to worst, your brother will take care of you..”