Care Speechless, Can Only Love You

Chapter 1

###Chapter1

"The furthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you... "I love you, but I can't say I love you."

Yan Yue looked at the collection of poems in his hand, Plain White hands tightened slightly, his eyes filled with empty thoughts.

Although she didn't know what Tagore had gone through to write such simple and broken-hearted words, every single word in this poem resembled her relationship with Gu Yanmo.

Just as he was lost in thought, the door was suddenly pushed open with a loud "Peng" sound. A strong smell of alcohol assaulted his face.

Yan Yue hurriedly wiped away her tears and stood up. Turning her head, she saw Gu Yanmo staggering in. She quickly held his arm and asked," Why did you drink so much wine again?"

"Don't touch me!" Gu Yanmo frowned and threw her hand away in disgust, as if she was something dirty.

Then, he stumbled onto the bed and used his fingers to unbutton his shirt, revealing the wheat-colored chest.

"Ah Mo, have a cup of warm water before you sleep." Knowing that he didn't like his touch, Yan Yue stood on the bed with the water and said cautiously.

"Ah Mo?" Gu Yanmo chestnut-colored eyes suddenly lit up, but in the next second, they darkened. Glazed eyes stared straight at her, their slender eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

After a while, he reached out to Yan Yue and asked with a trembling voice," Yurou, is it you?" "Did you come back to see me?"

Hearing the name "Yurou ", Yan Yue's hands trembled, and more than half of the water in the cup spilled. She turned around to suppress the bitterness in her heart and said indifferently," You' re drunk. Rest early."

Putting down the cup, she silently walked to the door. Just as she was about to open the door, a pair of large hands suddenly reached out and grabbed her waist from behind. Her scorching breath and strong alcohol breath landed beside her ear. The feeling of being electrocuted made Yan Yue body tremble.

"Yurou, I miss you so much." Gu Yanmo muttered as she hugged her waist.

"Ah Mo, what are you doing?" Yan Yue exclaimed.

Although they had been married for two years, they hadn't even held hands, let alone hugged.

Her body was gently placed on the bed, Gu Yanmo her phoenix eyes were filled with a deep surprise. However, Yan Yue knew that this surprise was not for her, but for the Lu Yurou that had died two years ago to save her.

A cold feeling came from her mouth. Her familiar aura was mixed with alcohol, causing her eyes to open wide in shock. Her Gu Yanmo expression was completely hidden.

He closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly, like a pair of butterflies.

His waist was tightly wrapped around, next to his burning chest. Yan Yue felt a burst of heat on his body, but he was at a loss for what to do.

Do you want him to continue? She tightly grabbed the sheet under her body and asked herself over and over again.

This way, they were like real couples. Wasn't that what she dreamed of? But why did she not feel half happy? Instead, she felt as if she had been soaked in cold water from head to toe.

"Hiss!" The clothes on his body were torn apart, Yan Yue finally couldn' t help but shout out," Gu Yanmo, you have a good look at who I am?"

Hearing her shout, the movements of the people on her body froze and Gu Yanmo looked up in confusion. The moment they touched her eyes, they instantly recovered their clarity.

He sneered and licked his lips. His eyes were like a fairy," Heh ……"

"Ah Mo..." Yan Yue looked straight at him. Before he could say a word, he mercilessly interrupted him.

"Don't call me Ah Mo in the future. You do n' t have the qualifications!" After saying that, he glanced at the bed with disdain and opened the door before walking out.

Yan Yue knew that he had gone to the guest room to sleep again, as usual.

It had been two years...

She hugged her legs and sat on the bed, smiling bitterly. She thought she had gotten used to it, but the pain in her heart clearly told her how much she cared.

Perhaps she really shouldn't have married him.

If only she had been the one who died back then. In that case, he would have lived happily with Sister Yurou. There would be no quarrel or cold war.

They wouldn't be as miserable as they were now.

……

At 1 a.m., the silent room was dark. Only a cold moonlight shone through the window.

"No!" "Sister Yurou!"

Suddenly, a scream cut through the silence and Yan Yue suddenly sat up from the bed. He clutched his chest and gasped for breath.

It was that annoying dream again!

The panting sound slowly calmed down. Yan Yue tried to calm himself down, but he could not sleep anymore.

After a while, she stood up and walked to the window to look outside. The moonlight outside the window was as bright as water, and the people standing under the moonlight were like icebergs that had existed for tens of thousands of years, so they could not cover them up.

That's right. At this moment, Gu Yanmo was standing downstairs. He was still wearing the white shirt he had just worn, and his sleeves were casually pulled up. In front of the plantain downstairs, his straight back looked lonely and lonely.

Yan Yue looked away in pain because she knew that Sister Yurou planted the plantain tree.

A sour feeling surged up to his chest and was forcefully pressed down. Yan Yue walked out of the room, picked up the suit on the clothes rack, and walked downstairs. However, when he reached downstairs, he couldn't help but stop. He hesitated and did n' t dare to step forward.

He probably wouldn't accept the clothes she had given him. After all, they did n' t even have any feelings for each other during their two years of marriage.

The night was slightly cold, Yan Yue tightened the tight clothes. She looked at Gu Yanmo back from afar and unconsciously drifted away.

The cold wind went down the hem of her clothes. The cold stimulation made her come back to her senses. She sighed and looked at the clothes in her hand before walking over.

Who would have thought that before she got close, Gu Yanmo turned around. Under the night sky, his face was as cold as frost. His chestnut-colored eyes stared at her.

"I... "I'm here to deliver your clothes." Yan Yue quickly explained.

"No need!" Gu Yanmo coldly replied before turning around and leaving.

Yan Yue grabbed his arm and looked up at him, wondering what had happened for two years." Since you hate me so much, why did you agree to marry me?"

"Why?" Gu Yanmo turned his head to look at her, his slightly raised chin carrying arrogance," Because only by being with me will you forever remember that you killed Yurou. I want you to remember her forever!"

The magnetic voice was ruthless and cold, each sentence hitting Yan Yue heart, each word bone-piercing.

As expected, this was the reason. She let go of her hand and lowered her eyes to cover her moist eyes.

"I know. I will remember." He couldn't hear any emotional responses.

###Chapter2

Gu Yanmo frowned and became even more irritated. He could not see Yan Yue look like this. No matter what he said, she only nodded, like a puppet without a soul.

He lowered his head impatiently, but he could only see Yan Yue head and her long black hair that had been scattered on her shoulders.

In her memory, there was a person with this type of black hair that was gently draped over her shoulders, smiling at her.

There was an inexplicable sense of depression in his heart. Gu Yanmo coldly snorted and turned around to leave. Dressed up as Yurou, did he want him to forgive her?

That was impossible!

When Yan Yue saw him leave, he raised his head. Plain White face was already wet.

The cold wind at night caused her face to ache, but she seemed to not feel it at all. She just muttered in a daze," Actually, even if I don' t stay with you, I won' t forget."

She suddenly regretted why she had asked such a question to humiliate herself. Actually, she had always known the answer.

But why was her heart still so painful?

It was another sunny day. The early spring sun gave off a gentle glow, awakening all living beings and allowing them to descend into this world and enjoy the beauty of life.

Although Yan Yue hadn't slept for a whole night, he still woke up early in the morning to make breakfast. The simple porridge and small dishes filled the kitchen with fragrance.

Because Gu Yanmo had never eaten with her, she returned to her room after setting up the dishes.

Since it was Sunday, she didn't have to work. It did n' t matter whether she ate breakfast or not.

Yan Yue picked up the lesson plan and sat down at the table. He put on the glasses on the table and put on a Teacher image.

In a few months, her Student were about to take the college entrance exam. As a homeroom teacher, she had to keep her spirits up.

But before five minutes had passed since she sat down, the doorbell rang. She quickly got up and walked out. She thought to herself, who would be here so early in the morning?

When she went downstairs, she habitually sneaked a glance at the restaurant and happened to see Gu Yanmo drinking porridge. His slender fingers were holding a white porcelain bowl as he sat there straight.

Sunlight shone through the large French window and sprinkled on his body, giving him a faint warm color. It was clearly such a warm face, but...

Yan Yue couldn't help but stop and stare blankly, like a devout believer looking at a god that could not be expected.

Perhaps she noticed her gaze and Gu Yanmo turned to look in her direction. She was so scared that Yan Yue quickly ran to the door and opened it.

"Why are you only opening the door now?" "Did you just get up?" His disdainful tone was matched with a resentful look. It was Lu Yuqing right.

"Sorry, I was just preparing for class." Yan Yue quickly apologized.

"What's the use of preparing for classes? Just your class' s level, cut!" Lu Yuqing taunted her and impatiently pushed her away and walked in.

"Brother-in-law, I've come to see you!" Her excited voice rang in the restaurant.

Lu Yuqing was also a senior high school student in her school. However, she still had one identity:... Sister Yurou's sister.

That was why she had always treated her like this, but fortunately, she was already used to it.

Hearing the lively conversation in the restaurant, Yan Yue shut the door. He couldn't help but glance at the restaurant.

He happened to see Gu Yanmo peeled an egg and placed it in front of Lu Yuqing. His eyes were filled with affection.

A burst of bitterness filled her heart. She quickly ran upstairs and closed the door tightly. Sitting at the table, he couldn't read a single word.

"She's still a child. Why are you arguing with her?" She mumbled to herself.

But ten minutes later, she finally put down her pen. She thought gloomily that since she couldn't keep watching, then she should go out. In any case, she was dispensable at home.

She took out her wallet and knocked on her door.

"Bang bang bang!"

Her heart tightened. After all, Gu Yanmo would never look for her. Opening the door, Lu Yuqing face appeared in front of him.

As soon as Lu Yuqing entered the room, he sized up her room and sat down on her bed. As he patted the bed, he said in a weird voice," Aiyo, you've lived a good life!" "How about my sister's things? Are you still used to them?"

"Yuqing, don't be like this. Ca n' t we talk properly?" Yan Yue looked at her with pity.

"Speak properly?" Lu Yuqing was enraged by these words. He stood up and glared at Yan Yue." Yan Yue, don't look at me with such a sympathetic expression. Are you worthy?"