He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 259: 252: Confession of Five Pages (Second Update) Chapter 259: 252: Confession of Five Pages (Second

Update) Guan Sixing sat on the chair outside the hospital room for a long time. After sorting through his

thoughts, he stood up and knocked on the door. There was no response, so after waiting for a moment, he said,

“I'm coming in.”

He pushed the door and entered.

“Youyou, will you letexplain?”

Jhiang Youyou didn’t open her eyes.

Guan Sixing saw the damp marks on the pillow, and just as he stretched out his hand and was about to touch the

corner of her eye, she pushed his hand away and turned her body to face away from him.

The baby was okay, but the doctor said the fetal image was unstable and she shouldn't be agitated anymore.

“Then you rest, and | will wait outside.”

Guan Sixing had already reached the door when Jhiang Youyou spoke, her back still turned to him, “Explain.”

She was really good.

He had upset her like this, yet she was still willing to listen to his explanation.

“The night you cto the rental to get your belongings, | had been drinking, but | wasn’t drunk. | remember

everything. | thought | was dreaming, and when | woke up in the morning, you were gone,” he fidgeted with his

clothes, unsure where to put his hands, “Those days, | kept having dreams like that.”

Jhiang Youyou turned to face him: “Did you read something unhealthy or what?”

Guan Sixing immediately shook his head: “No.”

She stared at him intently.

“It was the perfume,” he explained, “Gu Yihuan cto my house to drink, and she left a bottle of perfume

there, which | accidentally broke. | just asked Xie Shang, that perfcontained Lian Ningsu.”

“An aphrodisiac?”

Guan Sixing nodded.

Jhiang Youyou recalled that she had smelled the perfthat night as well. However, she was clear that it

wasn't the perfthat aroused her; and she didn’t regret anything, it was her own willingness. When Guan

Sixing held her and wouldn't let her leave, she felt ready to let him have his way. Maybe she was also a bit

lustful, she used to think she lacked desire, but that wasn't true; it was she who had taken off Guan Sixing’s

clothes willingly.

“Even so, you shouldn't confuse things like that.” Suddenly she felt incredibly wronged, her eyes stinging with

the urge to cry, “I gave you my gold lock, didn’t | tell you? It was the dowry my mother left for me. How could |

have another man’s child? How could you take so long to understand that?”

When she cried, Guan Sixing becflustered, and his eyes reddened too.

“I'm sorry, I'm at fault, | always mess things up.”

She turned her head away, refusing to look at him: “I don’t want to forgive you yet.”

The word “yet” before “don’t want to forgive” implied she liked him more than she thought; otherwise, given her

stubborn nature and the attitude of “if you're not good, then goodbye,” she wouldn't have easily let this go.

She lay down: “I'm going to sleep.”

Guan Sixing hummed in acknowledgment and went out the door.

“Where are you going?”

“To sit at the door.” He was going to stay right here, and wouldn't leave.

Jhiang Youyou’s tone was angry, more petulant than truly furious: “Either go hor stay in the room, as you

please.”

She didn’t even think to ask Gu Yihuan to bring a change of clothes.

She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Guan Sixing cin, closed the door, and quietly moved a chair over to the bedside. He sat down, gazing at

Jhiang Youyou's face for a long tbefore his eyes inevitably drifted to her abdomen.

Jhiang Zhenzhen said that Youyou cherished this child very much.

Is this what winning feels like? Guan Sixing didn’t know; he had never won a prize in his life.

About half an hour later, Gu Yihuan brought sporridge. There was a lot Guan Sixing wanted to ask, but he

just took the porridge, quickly sent Gu Yihuan away.

After dinner, Jhiang Youyou went to sleep. She woke up twice and each tsaw Guan Sixing sitting in the chair,

leaning on the bedside table with papers underneath, writing something. She was half-asleep, and in the dim,

soft lighting, she gazed at the nape of his neck as he bent his head, hearing the scratching of the pen on paper,

a sound that lulled her back to sleep.

In the morning, when she woke up, there was no one by the bed. Jhiang Youyou looked toward the bathroom

door.

Someone cin; Jhiang Youyou heard the sound and immediately looked at the door. It was a nurse coming to

change her dressing. The nurse noticed she was looking for someone: “Your boyfriend just went out, he’s

probably buying breakfast.”

The nurse changed her dressing.

On the cabin front of the bed, Jhiang Youyou saw the note Guan Sixing had left, held down by a cup. At the

top of the first page were three words: Reflective Essay.

The water in the cup was still warm. The reflective essay was five pages long.

[Youyou, you are very good, good in every way. It is | who am not good. | am not skilled at anything other than

physics. | am clumsy with words, and my EQ is low.

When | found out you were pregnant, my first thought was that | was out of the game. | didn’t dare to think it

was mine, not because | don’t trust you, and not because | see you as “that kind of person” you talked about. It's

that | lack confidence. | don’t feel | have the right to.

| was recruited by The 7th Research Institute. My grandfather said he was very proud of me. Many people around