My Clingy Fiancée Is Forcing Me to Marry Her Again - Chapter 30.2

If you don’t succeed, then we’ll discuss it later. You can choose to elope with her, like your parents did, if she cherishes you.”

“No. I won’t run away while dating Sister Li. I’m not afraid of my dad.”

“You should have taken my surname, Tang,” Tang Qiwu chuckled.

“Grandma, is there really no other way besides taking down Sister Li?”

“No faster way. The time has come to test how sexy your brain is.”

“True. Even though Sister Li is afraid of my pheromones, I still have a sexy brain.”

Guan Xiaoyu forced herself to cheer up…

After finishing her walk with her grandmother, Guan Xiaoyu went to the Royal Hospital.

She chatted and laughed with Guan Xiaorong, played games with her, and waited for her to fall asleep. By the time she returned to her grandmother’s house, it was already eleven o’clock.

It was already past her grandmother’s bedtime, so Guan Xiaoyu went straight to her room.

She took out her phone. There was no message from Li Fangge.

However, Zheng Lier had sent a message around ten o’clock: “Something coincidental happened today.”

“Just got back from the hospital.” At this moment, Guan Xiaoyu was not in the mood to ask what the coincidence was; besides, she was not close to her.

She sadly realized that apart from Li Fangge, she was completely uninterested in anything else.

A faint feeling of melancholy. Remembering that she had received a message from Li Fangge last night, and having not seen her all day or received any messages today, her heart’s melancholy deepened.

Guan Xiaoyu stood by the bed, drafted a message for Li Fangge, but ultimately didn’t send it.

She put the phone on the table and went to take a shower.

It was very late after she finished showering and tidying up. Lying in bed, she looked at the unsent message, and sullenly turned off her phone and buried herself under the covers to sleep.

Li Fangge had spent the entire day with Bai Shao.

To be precise, she didn’t want to be alone, and she didn’t want the fiercely dangerous Zheng Lier to dominate her mind, so she simply stayed with her heartbroken cousin, killing two birds with one stone.

She didn’t leave her cousin’s house until late at night.

By the time she returned home, it was past eleven.

There had been no news from Guan Xiaoyu all day after the morning phone call.

She wasn’t sure if she felt lost because of this or if the thought of Zheng Lier made her feel perverse resistance.

She had planned to call the delicate flower when she got home to tell her about the car accident at noon, but she firmly held back.

She took a quick shower. She was initially sleepy and tired, but after getting into bed, she became wide awake. The faces of Guan Xiaoyu and Zheng Lier alternately, or together, floated into her mind.

Insomnia was nothing new to Li Fangge, but insomnia caused by one person was.

When she couldn’t sleep, Li Fangge often listened to music, but she had to admit that the music in this world was truly mediocre. In the Scum Alpha’s memories, the musicians she liked, frankly, their performance skills were not even as good as the Scum Alpha’s.

The Scum Alpha had a music room. Compared to playing the piano, Li Fangge was more skilled at singing and songwriting.

Sitting on the piano bench, following the memories of others, Li Fangge immersed herself in the ocean of music.

Chen Qiaoyi had clearly been cleaning this room constantly. It was spotless, and not a trace of dust could be seen even on the black lid and keys of the piano.

Li Fangge naturally opened the lid. Her slender fingers fell onto the keys, and beautiful sounds tinkled out, as if cute little elves were waving their transparent wings and dancing around the room, drawing dazzling bright lines. The late-night room became radiant.

Once the muscle memory of her fingers was awakened, Li Fangge played a piece from the album she released when she was twenty-three, a tune about missing someone she liked.

She played and sang. The first time was a little rusty, but the second time became quite perfect…

She felt like she hadn’t slept for long when the sky brightened. Li Fangge turned on her side and saw it was raining outside the window.

This was her first rainy day since coming to this world.

Last night, she had wanted to continue playing and singing, but the sound of the thunderstorm abruptly interrupted her. She had to get up and prepare to go back to sleep, but when she turned around, she saw Chen Qiaoyi holding her phone, with tears streaming down her face.

“Startling! Why are you here crying instead of sleeping?”

“Miss Hege—” Chen Qiaoyi didn’t bother to wipe her tears. She lowered her head in embarrassment. “I was moved by Miss Hege’s singing and piano playing—”

As she passed her, Li Fangge gently patted her shoulder. “Sorry, I’ll remember to close the door next time I play the piano.”

“Miss Hege, no!”

Chen Qiaoyi’s voice was finally no longer dry. “Miss Hege, don’t close the door. I want to listen.”

Li Fangge wasn’t surprised. Music knows no boundaries, and her songs could also allow people in this world to release their emotions, even someone as rigid as Chen Qiaoyi was not immune…

She lay on her side, quietly watching the rain for a while. Without her morning run, Li Fangge felt the morning time suddenly increase.

The lines of rain intertwined in her bright black eyes. The gray sky and the pattering of the rain maximized the laziness in her heart.

She wanted to doze off for a while longer, but suddenly remembered that in her short sleep, she had dreamt of Guan Xiaoyu. The delicate flower in her dream tearfully questioned her, “Sister Li, why didn’t you think of me all day?”

The tone was matter-of-fact, the look one of displeasure, as if their relationship was already so deep.

Li Fangge told her that she had thought of her, many times.

“I don’t believe you. If you thought of me, you should have contacted me. No calls, no messages, and you even made me come to your dream myself, and you say you thought of me many times?!”

Li Fangge gave a wry smile. What an example of ‘what you think about during the day, you dream about at night.’

It was time to talk about the unresolved matter from yesterday.

She sat up, picked up the phone from the bedside table, and dialed Guan Xiaoyu’s number.

The call was answered, but the expected “Sister Li” didn’t come through.

A very brief silence quickly created a chasm between the two.

Taking a breath, Li Fangge broke the deadlock. “Hello!”

“Sister Li, why are you only calling me now?”

“So, you’ve been waiting for my call.”

Teasing Guan Xiaoyu, Li Fangge’s mouth curved into a pleasant arc.

She had reached the point were hearing the delicate flower’s voice involuntarily made her happy.

Guan Xiaoyu probably didn’t know about yesterday’s car accident, otherwise, with her temper, she wouldn’t have held back from contacting her; even if she could hold back, she wouldn’t be able to resist asking now.

“…Why would I wait for Sister’s call?”

“It’s good that you didn’t.”

“What do you mean ‘it’s good that you didn’t’?! I’ve been waiting for Sister to contact me, but—”

“You could have contacted Sister, couldn’t you?”

“That’s true, but occasionally—I want to wait for Sister Li to contact me first.”

“Does it make a difference?” Li Fangge asked, knowing the answer.

It was common for two people with an undefined relationship to have a subtle competition in such small matters.

“Sister Li, you’re so mean, always bullying me.”

“…How is your sister?”

Li Fangge thought about it. She still needed to cushion the main topic a bit.

Her voice carried a lazy tone. On the other end, Guan Xiaoyu unconsciously relaxed.

If she were asked what she liked most about Li Fangge, Guan Xiaoyu initially thought it was superficial attraction.

But later, she realized that what she loved most was Li Fangge’s unique voice. Her voice was like a panacea, seemingly possessing the power to bring salvation to all beings.

No matter what sad things happened, as long as she heard Li Fangge’s voice, Guan Xiaoyu could always quickly regain strength and cheer up again.

In the years Li Fangge was away, Guan Xiaoyu got by with the recordings she secretly made in high school and the hearsay about her.

She answered, “She won’t be able to film again for a short time, but it’s not that serious. The doctor said she can go home to recuperate after two or three days of observation. It sounds like it’s Sister Li’s running time—”

“It’s raining in Ludu.”

“Oh? Is it raining heavily?”

Guan Xiaoyu’s soft ending carried a curious lilt.

That sweet voice immediately aroused Li Fangge’s desire to share.

She pushed back the thin blanket on her legs, slid out of bed, and walked barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling window with her fair, slender feet.

“Sister Li, answer me.”

Li Fangge did not speak. She pushed the window open and reached her hand out. She held the receiver toward the curtain of rain.

Cool rain mist mixed with the whooshing sound poured in through the window gap, landing on her smooth, makeup-free face and her ears. The rain was heavy; everything outside was a blur of white.

She thought it would be lovely if Guan Xiaoyu were right beside her, watching the rain together.

A few seconds later, she pulled her hand back. “Did you hear that?”

“It sounds like it’s raining heavily. I want to watch the rain with Sister Li—”

Watch the rain together?

Li Fangge couldn’t help but be stunned. How were they so attuned to each other’s thoughts?

Even though she was from another world, how could she have such a synchronized thought with Guan Xiaoyu?

“Next time.” Li Fangge blurted out almost without thinking.

“Sister Li, I’m going to take that seriously.”

“I mean it.”

Such a small thing was achievable. Li Fangge took it for granted.

“I—I can’t wait to fly to Sister Li’s side!”

Guan Xiaoyu’s joyful voice came from the other end. Her enthusiasm and warmth often involuntarily uplifted Li Fangge.

The curve of her lips deepened. “Judging by your tone, are you going to stay in Luging for a long time?”

“If I abandon Guan Xiaorong and return to Ludu now, she might resent me for it for the rest of her life.”

“You—” Li Fangge restrained herself for a moment.

With the words on the tip of her tongue, she didn’t expect to feel this inexplicable timidity. This was honestly one of the rarest and most unfamiliar experiences in her life.

“Me what?”

“Do you know Zheng Lier?”

Yesterday, Li Fangge had looked up Zheng Lier’s information. She was from Luging, several years older than Guan Xiaoyu, and Guan Xiaoyu was completely focused on her marriage contract. They should have no interaction, or if they did, it shouldn’t be very deep.

“Sister Li, why bring her up suddenly?”

There was alertness in Guan Xiaoyu’s tone.

Li Fangge’s heart suddenly tightened. So, they did know each other. “Yesterday morning, her car hit—”

She was interrupted by Guan Xiaoyu right there.