The Jasmine Scented White Moonlight

Chapter 40 - Refusal

The sentence was almost equivalent to a slap in the face for Ning Wan. Ning Wan stared at Shen Shuyun, his voice trembling noticeably: "Xiaoyun, how could you think that... I love you, I love you! I didn't come to you to do that kind of thing!"

Shen Shuyun's expression was somewhat strange, not quite happy nor unhappy. He touched his aching abdomen through the layer of fabric—it had once been stretched by a fragile life and had been sliced open layer by layer by a blade to take out his child.

"What exactly did you come here for?" Shen Shuyun frowned, his tone becoming colder, "You don't need to be so evasive. Just state your purpose. What do you want?"

"I want you, I only want you," Ning Wan knelt on the floor, lowering his head and fervently kissing Shen Shuyun's right hand, which still had the intravenous drip tape on it, "In heaven and on earth, I only want the Shen Shuyun of this world."

Shen Shuyun laughed. He found Ning Wan's words amusing, as if he were watching a mischievous child. He blinked and said softly, "Then what about your omega benefactor? You don't want them anymore?"

"I like you! Brother Yun, what can I do to make you believe me!" Ning Wan's eyes were filled with inescapable pain. He suddenly realized the crater between him and Shen Shuyun, and that he had personally pushed Shen Shuyun to the edge of the cliff, "Brother Yun, I was the one who was confused before. I thought the person I should like was the one who saved me... I'm just a mortal, and I have my own unresolvable obsessions. But without you, every day is torment, truly hard to endure."

"The one I love is you! Brother Yun, what do I have to do to make you believe me?" Ning Wan's eyes were filled with deep pain that couldn't be erased. He suddenly realized that there was a vast chasm between him and Shen Shuyun, one that he had personally pushed Shen Shuyun to the other side of. "Brother Yun, I was the one who messed up before. It was my fault. I'm sorry. Whatever you want me to do to make up for it, I'll do it, but please, at least give me a chance. I don't want us to become strangers."

Shen Shuyun's eyes lifted, dark and bright, reflecting Ning Wan's image. Ever since he got pregnant, he hadn't gone to the barbershop, and his smooth black hair had grown past his shoulders, draping over his collarbones like ink stains on white rice paper.

"Alright," Shen Shuyun casually gathered his semi-long black hair and said indifferently, "You say you want to make it up to me, then I want all the Ning family's assets. Whether it's real estate or company shares, not a single cent less."

Ning Wan was stunned, and after a while, he said awkwardly, "Brother Yun, it's not that I'm unwilling to give them to you, but most of Ning's assets are still in my father's hands, and I can't touch those for now... But I can transfer all the assets under my name to you..."

"No," Shen Shuyun interrupted Ning Wan. He yawned and slowly said, "If I can't have everything, then I, Shen Shuyun, would rather have nothing."

Feelings are just the same.

Before Ning Wan could respond, Shen Shuyun continued, "I already understand the reason you came here, but as for me—I have no intention of getting back together with you. Ning Wan, you were the one who said you liked me and wanted to be with me, and I agreed. Later, you were also the one who first brought up divorce, and I went along with it. I've done everything you wanted, so what more do you have to say? Do you think I'm easy to fool or easy to talk to—do you really think you can just come back and say you want to get back together, and it'll happen?"

The cold white light shone directly on Shen Shuyun's face, highlighting the heavy weariness between his brows.

"Brother Yun, I really love you," Ning Wan's lips split open again, and blood trickled down to his chin, leaving a thin red streak. "I was confused back then. I thought I was supposed to love the person who saved me... I'm just human too, with obsessions I can't see through. But without you, every day has been torment, truly unbearable."

Shen Shuyun sighed lightly, "Maybe you just got used to it... But any habit can be broken."

"It's not just a habit! Xiaoyun, no matter what, the three years we spent together were not fake!"

"Indeed..." Shen Shuyun's eyes were filled with an unfading mist. He felt a tinge of bitterness and sadness in his heart, which meant he hadn't completely let go of Ning Wan, "But..."

But you were the one who let me go first.

This conversation ended without resolution, as Shen Mingjue returned. He walked in with a cold face and chased Ning Wan out.

Shen Shuyun was in pain and exhausted. He rubbed his forehead and softly called out for his father.

Shen Mingjue, having endured much, still couldn't hold back: "How could you let him in!"

"Why are you talking about Ning Wan as if he were a wild beast? He doesn't eat people," Shen Shuyun laughed, but the smile quickly faded from his face, "Our matters need a resolution. It's better to let him come in and clarify things."

"I think he's more dangerous than any wild beast! The thing I regret the most now is allowing you to marry that nasty kid!"

Shen Shuyun shook his head, "Don't say that, Father... I only recently had a falling out with him. Before that... he was quite good to me."

An Ruhu walked in, placed his hand on Shen Mingjue's shoulder, and signaled him to calm down: "Let the children handle their own issues. We shouldn't interfere too much."

The next morning, An Ruhu helped Shen Shuyun to see the baby. The baby boy lay in the incubator, still with a faint reddish hue, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed. Shen Shuyun touched the little hand through the incubator, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He had asked the doctor about the cause of the premature birth. The doctor said it might be due to Shen Shuyun's physical condition, mood depression, and lack of alpha pheromones. After hearing this, Shen Shuyun felt an immense sense of guilt and insisted on coming to see the baby in person.

Seeing the baby now, his heart ached even more—this child had been with him in his womb for eight months and was already a part of his heart. He lay there, and Shen Shuyun's tears fell drop by drop.

Shen Shuyun felt he was not a weak person, but in the past year, his tears seemed to have increased dramatically, almost surpassing the total from previous years.

Ning Wan followed behind him, not daring to speak but feeling deeply troubled. These days, besides visiting Shen Shuyun, he came here to see their child. An Ruhu didn't drive him away, treating him as if he were invisible, silently holding Shen Shuyun more tightly.

Shen Shuyun couldn't stand the burning gaze on his back any longer and pushed Ning Wan away: "Ning Wan, I want to eat abalone porridge, from Ming Xuan Lou."

Ming Xuan Lou in Z City was a very famous restaurant. It would take at least two hours to go back and forth from the hospital by the nearest route, plus the waiting time. Could Ning Wan wait?

Ning Wan understood. Shen Shuyun just didn't want to see him. He couldn't help but show a bitter smile, masking his disappointment well: "Okay, I'll go get it now. Wait for me."

After saying that, Ning Wan turned and walked out with his slightly limping legs. His posture looked somewhat comical, his clothes wrinkled and gray, his back appearing particularly lonely.

An Ruhu watched him leave and murmured softly, "Why bother."

If only he had known today, why bother with the past.

Shen Shuyun was focused on looking at the baby and didn't hear An Ruhu's words clearly. He subconsciously asked, "Hmm?"

An Ruhu smiled and said, "It's nothing. Xiaoyun, what do you want to name the baby?"

"I haven't thought about it yet..." Shen Shuyun's eyes were full of tenderness, "But he's so small, like a taro... How about calling him Xiao Taro?"