The girl cried her heart out in his arms, tearing Fu Mingyu's heart as if it were pierced by needles, aching with her sobs.
After a long while, Wen Nuan stopped crying and withdrew from Fu Mingyu's embrace.
"Nuan Nuan..."
Gazing at Wen Nuan in a daze, Fu Mingyu said softly, "Third Brother knows he's wrong. Can you forgive me? I..."
"Third Brother..."
As if guessing what Fu Mingyu was about to say, Wen Nuan hurriedly interrupted him, "It's not your fault, it's not."
Sniffling and regaining her composure, Wen Nuan gave Fu Mingyu a small smile, "Third Brother, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Let me go with you to eat..."
With that, Wen Nuan pulled Fu Mingyu and headed outside.
As they walked out of the campus, smelling the strong tobacco scent on him, Wen Nuan wrinkled her nose and asked suspiciously, "Have you not bathed in two days? You smell like smoke..."
Fu Mingyu thought for a moment and said quietly, "Three days."
