He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 204 - 204 197 Aphrodisiac Fragrance Reappears Who is

Chapter 204: 197: Aphrodisiac Fragrance Reappears, Who is Affected? Chapter 204: 197: Aphrodisiac Fragrance Reappears, Who is Affected? Guan Sixing sat alone on a garden chair, his head bowed, looking unwanted.

Madam Tan felt pity.

“Baby.”

He looked up, “Has she left?”

“She’s left by car.”

This was Guan Sixing’s first romance.

It was also Madam Tan’s first time witnessing her son fall in love, and she was unskilled at it. She didn’t know how to comfort him, “Did you two have an argument?”

“She broke up with me.”

He appeared disheartened, his hands unconsciously scratching the chair, not knowing how many times he repeated the gesture, ruining the wooden chair as splinters dug into his fingers. There was little bleeding, but the splinters were deep, and he didn’t notice the pain, habitually repeating the movement.

Madam Tan’s heart ached to see him, “I’m sorry, baby, it was my fault, for coming to her house unannounced without warning. Give me her number, and I will explain to her.”

He was listless, in the depths of being abandoned, “It’s not because of that, I lied to her.”

“What did you lie to her about?”

“I used a fake name to tell her I was a college student.” He looked at Madam Tan, his expression both helpless and bewildered, “Mom, can I go back to college? Can I change my name to Wang Shanxi?”

It seemed he didn’t love physics as much as he thought he did, because just now, while reflecting, he considered changing fields. If he didn’t switch, he would still be busy in the future, getting involved in many national weapons research projects, losing touch, unable to be with her.

If he truly changed fields, his grandfather might break his legs.

Let it be broken, he thought.

He looked earnestly at Madam Tan, hoping she would agree.

Madam Tan’s heart softened to mush, “If it’s what your girlfriend wishes, I have no objections, it’s just,” Madam Tan struggled to say it, but, “Baby, I don’t think that’s the issue.”

Guan Sixing understood, but he had no better solution.

He continued to pick at the wooden chair, new chips piercing his flesh, beads of blood appearing.

As the night deepened, the weather grew colder.

“Let’s go home.”

Uncle Liu, the driver, was already waiting at the villa’s gate.

Guan Sixing got into the car, “Uncle Liu, to Zhongnan Road.”

he wanted to go back to the

say anything, letting him have

“Baby.”

a bad mood, he

him to dwell on random thoughts, so she looked for a topic to

He looked outside, silent.

took him to the Jhiang Family; he couldn’t remember who, perhaps one of Gu Yihuan’s frivolous friends. Gu Yihuan always

day was Jhiang Youyou’s celebration

college physics book. A backpack was tossed over the wall, and looking up, he saw Jhiang Youyou seated unladylike with her

friends said, “The fifth Miss

the fifth Miss Jhiang, because she was very pretty, a hundred times more

him, “What are you looking

page of the book, even though he

had rained a few

do you

straightened his outstretched leg, placed the book on his knee, and tore the physics page he was reading to give

at

have any

He shook his head.

the page, bent over, and wiped the mud off

glanced up briefly, saw the girl’s slender, fair legs, and the skin touched

“Thanks.”

crumpled the physics page into a ball and threw it in the trash, then walked away with

her to meet a wealthy son, saying that if he was suitable, they could settle it early, but she had just graduated from high school, so she pretended to have a

was

to pick up the physics paper that had flown

*****

received a call from

“Hello, Auntie,” he said.

Tan asked, “Do you have time

“Yes, what’s up?”

to Zhongnan Road, and keep your cousin

often found Guan Sixing annoying, that little green tea who only knew how to read and

keep him company?

spoke gravely, “His girlfriend broke

Another breakup?

are everyone’s love lives so

because you played Cupid

nonsense, it’s because of other issues.” Madam Tan sounded anxious. “Stop beating around the bush, just go. I’m worried

tone of ‘alright, alright, no choice’: “Alright, nothing

Madam Tan: “…”

had always been

tell their own children not to hang