Chapter 161: Third Master: Don’t Cry When the Time Comes
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yunjin Prime Manor…
Song Fengwan was sitting in the front pa.s.senger seat. She turned her head to look at Fu Chen, who was standing beside the car. He was wearing a black long robe, and his black hair was fluttering in the cold wind. He was holding the agarwood prayer bead bracelet in his hand, which she had bought for him from the antique marketplace a few days ago.
He kept fiddling with the prayer beads, and he wanted to go over to hug and kiss her. But since Qiao Xiyan was still here, he could only hold himself back.
His knuckles were slightly pale.
In the end, he couldn’t bear to see her go.
The light pink hibiscus stone ta.s.sel swayed elegantly with the wind.
.
She lowered the car window and said goodbye. “Third Master, Uncle Nian, Big Brother s.h.i.+ Fang, Huai Sheng, we’re leaving.”
Fu Chen pursed his lips and remained silent. s.h.i.+ Fang didn’t dare to move. Huai Sheng bit his lip and said, “Goodbye.”
Uncle Nian gave her many reminders. “Be careful on your way home. Remember to give us a call when you get home. Come over and play when you have time.”
Song Fengwan responded to each of his reminders.
“Fu Xinhan, I’m leaving.” Fu Xinhan was squatting beside Fu Chen’s feet. He only thought that Song Fengwan was going out, so he was still grinning at her with a large smile.
Qiao Xiyan bade farewell and started the car.
The car lights flashed a few times before the car sped away.
“Third Uncle…” Huai Sheng turned his head to look at Fu Chen.
It was only now that Fu Xinhan seemed to realize that something was wrong, so he immediately chased after the car.
“Fu Xinhan!” Uncle Nian was shocked. “s.h.i.+ Fang, hurry and chase after him.”
s.h.i.+ Fang was stunned for a moment before sprinting after Fu Xinhan.
He wasn’t like Qian Jiang. He wasn’t a former special forces soldier who had received rigorous military training, so his physical fitness was just average. When he was in school, he had struggled to run even a kilometer. He actually wants me to chase after a dog chasing after a car?
This is going to take my life.
“Fu Xinhan!” s.h.i.+ Fang shouted while running.
Song Fengwan was holding Qiao Xiyan’s treasured raw jade in her arms and rubbing it with her head lowered. Her heart felt as if it was being pinched, and it was so sour and bitter that it was making her uncomfortable.
It was impossible to say that she had no feelings for them after living together for two months.
She didn’t even notice that Fu Xinhan was chasing after her.
Only when the car merged into traffic and disappeared did Fu Xinhan squat by the side of the road, feeling lost and helpless.
“You scared me to death.” s.h.i.+ Fang was supporting his waist. d.a.m.n it. My legs nearly broke from running. There are so many cars outside. If he gets. .h.i.t, Old Madam will definitely cry to death.
He was raised there since he was a baby, and she always calls him Darling while petting him in her arms. She pretty much treats him like her own son.
Fu Xinhan squatted by the side of the road, and when he occasionally saw a Jaguar similar to Qiao Xiyan’s car, he even barked at it twice…
“She’s already gone. Let’s go.” s.h.i.+ Fang called for him to go back. “I really didn’t expect you to have such deep feelings for her. Everyone says that dogs are loyal. Seems like these words are really true.”
s.h.i.+ Fang felt in his heart that although Fu Xinhan was usually hot-tempered, aloof, and shy with strangers, he was very intelligent. Recalling the movies he had watched before, s.h.i.+ Fang even felt that what was in front of him wasn’t a dog for a moment.
Fu Xinhan walked back with his head drooping.
Without her protection, what do I do if someone wants to kill me in the future?
Most importantly…
In the future, there won’t be anyone secretly bringing me meat jerky and giving me extra food for my meals.
Life as a dog is so hard.
***
Song Fengwan was rubbing the jade with her fingers when her phone in her pocket vibrated. She adjusted her posture slightly and took out her phone.
It was a message from Fu Chen.
[After you finish your exam, I’ll go to Yuncheng to look for you, okay?]
Song Fengwan’s heart skipped a beat. She sneaked a glance at Qiao Xiyan and then sent him a reply.
[I’ll still be very busy after the exam. Don’t you usually have to go to work?]
[I’m not busy.]
The Korean dramas he had secretly watched seemed to have become dull and boring.
[After the exam is over, the on-campus exams are soon after. I’ll be very busy.] Song Fengwan even sent a sobbing emoji.
[After you left, I keep feeling that the house is so empty and my heart is empty. It might have followed you.]
Song Fengwan’s ears were slightly hot. She read the message over and over as her face turned red and her heart pounded wildly.
Didn’t he agree not to affect me? Why did he send these messages?
He makes it seem like we’re in a relations.h.i.+p.
“Wanwan? Are you alright?” Qiao Xiyan saw that she had her head lowered while biting her lips and blus.h.i.+ng.
“I’m fine.” Song Fengwan put her phone away. Her palms felt slightly hot.
“It’s a little stuffy in the car in the winter. Tell me right away if you’re not feeling well.” Qiao Xiyan thought she was carsick.
Song Fengwan nodded and didn’t say anything.
***
On the other side, Fu Chen stared at his phone for a long time. Seeing no reply, he called Duan Linbai and said to go out for a gathering tonight.
“Third Uncle, are you going out?” The tutor was coming in the evening, so Huai Sheng was waiting at home.
“Yes. Study at home. I’ll be back later.”
Huai Sheng vaguely heard words like ‘bar’ and ‘karaoke’ from the phone call. He bit his lip… I think I heard someone mention it before. It seems like a bad place.
***
When Fu Chen arrived at the appointed location, someone was already sitting in the room. This person was brewing tea with his head lowered. He was wearing a white cashmere sweater, and his entire body exuded a feminine aura, yet he was extremely handsome.
Seeing Fu Chen enter, he said, “You sent your wife away? Finally willing to come out to see us now?”
He spoke in a Beijing accent. His p.r.o.nunciation was perfect, and his voice was clear and elegant.
“Linbai isn’t here yet?” Fu Chen sat down beside him.
“He’s always the last one to show up whenever there’s a gathering. If he doesn’t dress up, he can’t bear to walk out the door.” While speaking, he poured Fu Chen a cup of tea.
Fu Chen reached out his hand to take it and saw the door being pushed open.
Duan Linbai was wearing a black down jacket and a red sweater beneath it, complementing his skin to look even fairer.
He raised his eyebrows. “Er Lang, isn’t your zodiac birth year1 over?”
“Can’t I wear red when it’s not my zodiac birth year?”
“We’re just friends having a small gathering. Why are you dressed so flamboyantly?”
Duan Linbai choked.
F*ck you. It’s just a red sweater.
It’s Christmas. I wore it to match the theme. How is this flamboyant?
This person doesn’t even know what fas.h.i.+on is now.
Fu Chen laughed softly. “Maybe he feels that he’s not far from his time of death, so he wants to wear something more festive.”
Duan Linbai coughed twice. “Third Fu, you see, you really can’t blame me for that. I had no idea my dad would have such thoughts about Little Sister-in-Law. I swear to G.o.d that I absolutely have no ideas about her.”
Fu Chen lowered his head to drink his tea, ignoring Duan Linbai.
“She’s my sister-in-law. I still understand the truth that you shouldn’t covet your friend’s wife.
“If I had any ideas about her, would I still be f*cking human?”
The other man said faintly, “Don’t you always say that you’re a lonely wolf looking for love?”
“F*ck you. Don’t interrupt me.” This is a matter of life and death, yet he’s still teasing me.
“Third Fu, you have to believe me. We grew up wearing the same clothes. Don’t you know how I am?” Duan Linbai smiled fawningly.
“Do you have a lot of emojis on your WeChat?” Fu Chen suddenly asked.
Duan Linbai was stunned. What does this have to do with emojis?
“Yeah, a lot of them.”
“Send them all to me.” Fu Chen took out his phone, ready to receive them.
“Are you that trendy now? You’re using emojis?” Duan Linbai was skeptical.
“Well, she likes to send them. We need to develop common topics.”
Duan Linbai’s fingers stiffened. F*ck. Is he here to f*cking show off to me?
The person beside him lowered his head and chuckled softly.
While sending the emojis, Duan Linbai thought, I was scared to death at home. Is this it?
This guy Fu Chen threatens me all the time.
“Fu Chen, that girl is still a student. With you two being separated now, doesn’t it become a long-distance relations.h.i.+p?” The man always had a hint of aloofness in his words and appeared otherworldly.
“What long-distance relations.h.i.+p? It’s just unrequited love…”
Duan Linbai’s mouth moved far faster than his brain. Fu Chen glared at him coldly. Duan Linbai wanted to slap himself so much.
F*ck, why is my mouth so quick? Why am I so talkative?!
“I’ve held her hand, hugged her, and even kissed her. I’ve done it all.” Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.
Duan Linbai’s mouth gaped open slightly. This old beast is f*cking crazy. How could he do it?
“We’ve even slept on the same bed. Say, what do you think our relations.h.i.+p is?” Fu Chen stared straight at Duan Linbai.
“Hehe, you two are dating.” Duan Linbai smiled fawningly.
He had an extremely strong desire to survive.
Although they were out for a small gathering, Fu Chen kept texting Song Fengwan, leaving the two of them aside. It was almost time for dinner when he finally stood up.
“Let’s eat together before heading home?” Duan Linbai was stunned. He f*cking scared me so much, but now he’s leaving just like that?
“She just told me to go home early tonight. Besides, there’s a child at home. I’m leaving first. Put this bill on my tab.”
Duan Linbai was cursing thousands of f*cks in his heart. They’re not even married yet, and she’s already left. He’s so obedient?
Besides, it’s not even f*cking dark yet.
“Fu Chen, it’s over for you.” Duan Linbai couldn’t stop shaking his head.
Fu Chen picked up his jacket at the side, smiled at him, and said slowly, “I gladly accept it.”
K.O.
Duan Linbai wished he hadn’t heard this public display of affection.
***
Song Fengwan chatted with Fu Chen throughout the car ride. She looked through the messages, and they didn’t seem to chat about much, but time pa.s.sed quickly. By the time she came back to her senses, Qiao Xiyan had already parked the car at a highway service area.
The sky was getting dark, and there were many cars parked in the service area. Song Fengwan went to the restroom and got some hot water on the way back.
Meanwhile, Qiao Xiyan was leaning against the car and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. He lowered his head to take a cigarette out of the box and lit it with his head tilted.
He looked tantalizing and romantic. When he narrowed his eyes and looked up, his eyes exuded a cold and dark aura.
“Cousin, do you want some water?” Song Fengwan walked over with a cup of water. The heating was on in the car, and the windows hadn’t been opened. So when he got out of the car to take a breather, he felt comfortable all over.
“Who were you texting during the car ride?” Qiao Xiyan turned his head to look at her. Just because I didn’t say anything doesn’t mean I don’t know.
“Huh?” Song Fengwan suddenly felt guilty like a thief. “No one.”
“You were messaging the whole time, and you were even giggling sometimes.” Qiao Xiyan took a puff of smoke and narrowed his eyes. His sharp eyes seemed able to reach directly into her heart.
“Was I?” I didn’t even notice.
“What do you think?”
“I joined a group chat for a fan club, so I just chatted a bit.” Song Fengwan’s ears were burning, and her fingers holding the cup slowly tightened around it.
“Fan club?”
“It’s just Big Brother Duan’s fan club.” Song Fengwan lowered her head and rubbed the cup, not daring to look him in the eye.
“That internet celebrity?”
Song Fengwan thought for a moment. You can indeed define him this way. Big Brother Duan, sorry for using you as a s.h.i.+eld.
“He looks like he lacks love and hasn’t weaned. That look can only trick little girls like you.”
Song Fengwan lowered her head and held back her laughter. Big Brother Duan, this really has nothing to do with me. It’s Cousin who said it.
“You’re in your senior year now, and your exams start in a few days. Don’t think about fangirling celebrities now.”
Song Fengwan nodded silently.
“Even if you want to fangirl a celebrity, you should find someone worthy of you doing so, someone who you can learn from and bring you positivity. He’s someone who sleeps until noon every day. He’s not worthy of you fangirling over.”
Although Qiao Xiyan was much older than her, they were of the same generation. Back when he was still in school, girls loved to buy stickers and paste them all over their books.
Perhaps little girls all had the stage of fangirling over celebrities. He had no objections to it, but they had to be positive. He didn’t like people like Duan Linbai.
“I know.” Song Fengwan nodded.
After receiving a definite answer, Qiao Xiyan told her to get in the car.
He had no idea that Song Fengwan was not at all fangirling over a celebrity but starting to fall in love instead.
***
The car arrived in Yuncheng at around eight in the evening.
When Song Fengwan was about to get out of the car, she even sent Fu Chen a message. [I’m almost home and having dinner soon.]
Fu Chen narrowed his eyes. [What are you having for dinner?]
Song Fengwan was already very casual when chatting with him and sent him an emoji. The small person’s expression was despicable and unrestrained as it kept saying, “Eat me, eat me…”
Fu Chen’s gaze darkened as he sent her a voice message.
Song Fengwan saw that Qiao Xiyan was staring at the navigation system, looking for the route to take. After all, he wasn’t from Yuncheng and wasn’t familiar with the roads. She took out her earphones, put them on, connected them to her phone, and played the voice message.
“Wanwan, don’t cry when the time comes.” His voice was dry and hoa.r.s.e and had a unique seductiveness to it.
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He dragged out his words, and his tone was serious. It was like his voice had a hook teasing her heart.
Song Fengwan’s face instantly turned red. Too shameless.
Not long later, there was another voice message.
She reached out and played it.
“I already miss you so much…”
Song Fengwan put away her phone, her heart pounding wildly.