The Godly Cultivation System: The housekeeper's boyfriend is actually the main god

But it’s not easy to let go of someone you like for the first time. Even though the two have never been in touch again, he still silently pays attention to Jiang Xiran.

No one knew that he actually had a secret box filled with Jiang Xiran’s albums and magazines after her debut.

He also secretly voted for Jiang Xiran online, and now he has even become the leader of a fan group.

The destructive power of first love and white moonlight is really great. Nan Jinghe doesn’t know when he can get over it.

Or maybe he will never fall in love with anyone else in his life.

Jiang Xiran clenched his fists, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Nan, I'm sorry."

Hearing the word "I'm sorry", Nan Jinghe's heart suddenly ached.

What he hated most was hearing the word "sorry". At the beginning, those three words on the phone made him feel so painful all over.

He stood there stiffly without answering, hoping to express his dissatisfaction in this way.

But Jiang Xiran didn't want him to answer at all, and continued to talk to himself: "Brother Nan, you know, when you confessed to me, I felt that I was the happiest person in the world."

Nan Jinghe turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Jiang Xiran also looked back at him, a tear sliding down the corner of her eye.

His shoulder-length black hair was tied back with a rubber band, but a strand of hair was still scattered on his forehead. His sad and tearful appearance added a touch of fragility to him.

Nan Jinghe couldn't help himself, and reached out to gently tuck his hair behind his ears, then asked in a hoarse voice: "If that's the case, then why did you say sorry to me and stop contacting me?"

Jiang Xiran didn't dare to look up, but tears kept falling.

Nan Jinghe felt so distressed by the silent tears that he didn't care about accusing her anymore and just held her in his arms.

He patted her back and consoled her, "Don't cry, I won't ask any more questions."

"Besides, I was the one who was dumped, so I should be the one crying."

Jiang Xiran had been crying silently at first, but when she heard these words, she started sobbing. She looked so pitiful as she twitched.

It was as if a child had suffered a great injustice outside and could no longer control his emotions after seeing his parents at home.

It was several minutes later that he stopped crying and came out of Nan Jinghe's arms with red eyes.

"Brother Nan, I'm sorry for getting your clothes dirty." Looking at the tear marks on Nan Jinghe's shoulders, Jiang Xiran felt extremely ashamed.

"Don't let me hear these three words. I hate you saying sorry to me." Nan Jinghe wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and his tone was unquestionable.

"I..." Jiang Xiran was speechless for a moment, but when he thought about how he had indeed hurt the person in front of him before, he understood why he said that.

After thinking for a while, he decided to clear up the misunderstanding between the two.

"Brother Nan, do you want to hear my explanation? If not, it's okay. After all..."

Before he could finish his words, Nan Jinghe interrupted him, "I think I have to figure out what's going on."

"I was hesitant before. The reason I didn't go to you to ask clearly was, firstly, I couldn't accept the fact, and secondly, you were becoming more and more popular in the entertainment industry, and I was afraid that it would affect your future. But now that we have met, some things should be put to rest."

He looked at Jiang Xiran with firm eyes. She was the person he had been thinking about for three years. No matter whether they would have a future together or not, he wanted to fight for her again.

Jiang Xiran was infected by his eyes and nodded vigorously.

Next, he recounted what happened from beginning to end.

"When you confessed to me on my senior year graduation day, I actually wanted to say yes right away, but then I thought about you graduating from graduate school soon, so I wanted to say yes on your graduation day as a surprise for you."

"Then I said I would think about it again. My mother happened to ask me to go home, so I planned to leave for a few days before returning to Beijing."

Thinking of what happened next, Jiang Xiran's face turned pale.

"When I got home, something happened in our neighborhood. A man brought his homosexual partner home, and his parents immediately cut off all ties with him."

"My mother told me this as a joke at the time. I really wanted to know her attitude towards this kind of thing, so I asked her if she would accept it if I liked men in the future."

After hearing this, Nan Jinghe could probably guess how things would develop.

As expected, Jiang Xiran's voice became very sad. "My mother said that if I bring a man home in the future, she will jump off the building."

"Because she came from the countryside and grew up in a family that favors boys over girls, she places great importance on carrying on the family line."

"You also know that I come from a single-parent family. My mother raised me with great difficulty. I have always loved her very much, so I dare not let her know that I like homosexuality."

Nan Jinghe's expression changed again and again, and finally he only asked one question, "Is this why you cut off contact with me?"

He didn't understand. Even if his family disagreed, they should at least have made it clear to him at the time. He wasn't the kind of person who would get entangled.

Nan Jinghe felt like there was a lot of anger stuck in his heart at the moment, and he couldn't let it out, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"No, Brother Nan, it's not like that." Jiang Xiran tried his best to defend himself.

"I felt very uncomfortable at the time and didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose you, but I was also afraid that my mother would do something stupid. Before I could come up with a solution, then, then..."

Nan Jinghe was anxious, "So what, Xi Ran, did something happen?"

Jiang Xiran cried and said, "Just a few days after I returned home, my mother was diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer. At that time, my family had already run out of savings to support my schooling, but my mother kept it a secret from me. When it came time to treat her illness, I had no money to pay for it."

He sobbed as he spoke, "At that time, an agency contacted me and wanted to sign me as an artist, and promised to help my mother pay for the surgery. I had no other choice. Although there were many unreasonable clauses in the contract, I still bit the toothpick."

One of the clauses in the contract is that artists are not allowed to have romantic relationships, and if they violate this clause, they must pay a high penalty.

On one hand, there was his mother's illness, and on the other hand, there were the regulations of the agency. His mind was a mess at the time.

But when he thought about giving up Nan Jinghe, he couldn't make up his mind.

Seeing the missed calls and various messages on his phone, he knew he could no longer be indecisive.

He didn't want Nan Jinghe to always be thinking about him, nor did he want to waste such a good person, so he didn't explain anything, just sent three words "I'm sorry", and cut off the contact between the two.

"But no matter how hard I worked to make money, my mother still died within a year." Jiang Xiran bit his lower lip tightly, but the muffled groan in his throat still exposed his pain at the moment.