Chapter 60 Chapter 60 Why are you as clingy as Aslan...

Before going to bed at night, Wen Yu and Pan Xianchen were making a video call.

"What was your parents' reaction after you introduced me to them?" Pan Xianchen was washing up and placed his phone flat on the sink. He asked curiously while brushing his teeth.

"Nothing special happened. They just asked a lot of questions about your age, job, family situation, and what your parents do."

"How do they treat me?" Pan Xianchen spat out a mouthful of toothpaste and asked, "Are they satisfied with me?"

Wen Yu thought about it. After her father fell ill, he rarely expressed his opinions about her personal affairs. However, her mother showed a hint of worry as she ate. Wen Yu said honestly, "It's just okay. My mother doesn't seem very worried about you."

Pan Xianchen didn't even bother brushing his teeth. He picked up his phone and asked, "What did I do wrong?"

Wen Yu's phone was propped up on a special holder. She sat on the dresser beside her bed, her chin propped up and smiling. "My mom doesn't want me to find a man who's too rich. She thinks rich men are prone to promiscuity, and she doesn't think I could handle a man like that."

Pan Xianchen quickly rinsed his mouth clean and said, "Your mother's stereotype is really too strong. It's so unfair to me."

"My mom is like this, what can I do?" Wen Yu asked. "Do you care?"

Pan Xianchen began to wash his face. "If you don't care what they think of me, then neither do I. But if their opinion of me changes your attitude toward me, then I'll really care."

He emphasized the words "care very much", even sounding a little threatening.

Wen Yu laughed so hard that he fell on the table.

Pan Xianchen rinsed his face with cold water and picked up his phone again. "What are you laughing at? Is it funny? I'm not kidding you."

Wen Yu restrained himself a little: "Why are you so fierce?"

"You're a criminal," Pan Xianchen said sternly, annoyed. "You almost married a man you didn't love for your mother. I went through so much trouble to get you. If you dare distance yourself from me again because of your mother's prejudice against me, I won't be polite to you!"

His expression was serious. He had just washed his face, and there was still water on his dark eyelashes. As he warned them one by one, water droplets fell, streaking across his angular cheeks and gathering on his chin, lingering for a long time.

Wen Yu also put on a very serious expression and said, "Pan Xianchen, you are so sexy now."

"Wen Yu!" Pan Xianchen frowned.

"Okay, don't be angry. I won't change myself because of them." Wen Yu said seriously, "But if you cheat on me, I won't forgive the person who betrayed me. I won't be like my mother who stubbornly resisted. I will leave without looking back."

"I won't give you a chance to get away," Pan Xianchen said. "If you cheat on me, I'll break that bastard's legs and tie you up with chains."

“…You’re so scary.”

"It's just to scare you away from finding a mistress."

Pan Xianchen achieved his goal, his expression became less serious, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly when he spoke.

Wen Yu looked at his face, a strange feeling welling up in her heart. After such a long time together, she had come to understand Pan Xianchen's true character. He was upright, straightforward and fearless in everything he did. This was thanks to the good, upright upbringing he received from his excellent parents. But for her sake, he had willingly become a despicable mistress. The thought of this made Wen Yu's heart ache.

"Pan Xianchen, I'm sorry." Wen Yu felt guilty, regretful, and heartbroken. "I didn't handle relationships properly before, causing you so much pain. If I could turn back time, I wouldn't choose to start with you like that. I would have sorted out my own affairs and been with you like I am now. Pan Xianchen, my heart for you is pure and sincere now. I beg you to forgive my past mistakes."

Pan Xianchen was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly beating rapidly as he looked at Wen Yu's serious face. This was Wen Yu's belated apology to him. But in reality, he had already convinced himself, forgiving and forgetting Wen Yu's mistakes. He only wanted her to be with him in his future. He wanted to be with her forever, so he had to be self-sufficient.

Now that Wen Yu had spoken out, Pan Xianchen felt as if a fresh breeze had blown from a corner of his heart, sweeping away all the dirt he hadn't seen, heard, or cared about. Feeling his heart warm, he took a deep breath and said, "Wen Yu, I really want to hold you right now."

Wen Yu's heart stirred, and she longed to hug Pan Xianchen, too. They'd been video chatting like this for a long time, sometimes multiple times a day. Seeing each other's faces seemed to ease their longing for each other. But now, separated by a cold screen, unable to touch or feel, this method of alleviating longing seemed to no longer work.

They have to hug and kiss each other face to face, and press each other into their bodies, so that they won't be tortured by missing each other.

Pan Xianchen looked at Wen Yu's face and said, "Wen Yu, I would like you to live with me."

"…living together…?"

"Yes." Pan Xianchen nodded, staring intently at the screen. "Are you willing?"

Wen Yu bit her lip, neither saying yes nor no. She was seriously considering it. Living with Pan Xianchen wouldn't be like living with Wen Yu, a roommate relationship that was nothing more than a cold and aloof relationship. Wen Yu knew what Pan Xianchen wanted to do with her, what he would do to her, and if that happened, she would... be willing.

As she thought about it, her face turned red.

Pan Xianchen smiled and said, "Your face is like an apple."

Wen Yu immediately covered her face, preventing him from looking. For a long time, Pan Xianchen could only see Wen Yu's hands through the screen. They were beautiful, slender, long, white, and tender. He wondered what it would feel like to have those soft hands caress his shoulders, his chest, his abdomen, his... his...? If only her hands could hold his, the mere thought of it made him breathless.

It started again. I couldn't think about it anymore.

Pan Xianchen quickly hung up the call. Suddenly, silence fell. Wen Yu lowered his phone, bewildered, staring at the suddenly black screen.

Wen Yu types: What’s the matter?

Pan Xianchen: I'm going to take a shower.

Wen Xiaoyu: Huh? Didn't you shower before you video chatted with me?

Pan Xianchen: ...

Pan Xianchen: Wash another one.

Wen Xiaoyu: Huh? You're such a clean person...

Pan Xianchen looked at the pure words and covered his burning face with his hands. He didn't want to wash another one, nor did he want to do it himself. If he did it too much, it wouldn't last long. He could only open the window wide and let the whirring wind in, cooling his parched face and smoothing his upright body.

Wen Yu was completely unaware of this and slept soundly. When she woke up, she checked WeChat on her phone as usual. Besides Pan Xianchen's greeting, Yan Qianqian was also looking for her on WeChat.

Qianwanfuweng: Sister Wenyu, can I have dinner with you? I'm going abroad to study again soon and won't be back for a long time...

Wen Xiaoyu: Are you leaving again so soon?

Qianwanfuwu: Yes555...the holiday is over.

Wen Xiaoyu: Then what should we eat?

Qianwanfuweng: I'll take care of this! But I don't have a car, Sister Wenyu, can you drive over to pick me up?

Wen Xiaoyu: Yes.

Qianwan Millionaire: Okay, okay, then it’s settled!

That evening, Wen Yu declined Pan Xianchen's invitation to dinner and accepted Yan Qianqian's. Yan Qianqian chose a Yunnan-Guizhou-Sichuan restaurant and ordered a full table of dishes. They sat at a table for two by the window. The small square table was filled to the brim, with almost no room for sharing.

Yan Qianqian looked at the table full of dishes reluctantly and said, "I'm so sad! In two days, I won't be able to eat such delicious food anymore."

Wen Yu asked: "What do you eat when you are abroad?"

"Hamburgers, French fries, and the like." Yan Qianqian held her chin and frowned. "This kind of thing is okay to eat once or twice, but if I eat too much, I really want to vomit."

"Can I cook for myself?" Wen Yu asked again.

"Yes, but I can't." Yan Qianqian shrugged and asked Wen Yu, "Sister Wen Yu, can you cook?"

Wen Yu laughed dryly: "I don't know how to do that either."

"It was the same with my female classmates; very few could cook. There were one or two male classmates who could, but their cooking wasn't very good either," Yan Qianqian recalled. "The only male I remember who could cook and cook well was A Jin."

"Who is Ah Jin?"

"You've seen it!" Yan Qianqian introduced. "Didn't we go on a night bike ride together? The one I rode was Ajin's scooter. He's also Teacher Xu's scooter buddy."

Wen Yu thought about it and an image of a scumbag with American-style front bangs appeared in his mind.

"Are you still in touch with them?" Wen Yu asked in surprise. She thought Yan Qianqian was just a flash in the pan, curious, and then she made contact, and that was it.

"Ajin likes me very much and wants to pursue me, but I didn't agree." Yan Qianqian said distressedly, "Because I'm going abroad, I can't have an interracial relationship. It would be irresponsible to Ajin."

"...Ajin doesn't look very reliable." Wen Yu reminded gently.

"Why do you all say that? Ah Jin actually has a badass face, but he's actually very gentle, just like Teacher Xu. It's quite a contrast." Yan Qianqian counted on her fingers, giving examples. "Ah Jin is very good to me. He buys me food and drinks. If I'm in a bad mood, he'll take me for a bike ride without saying a word... He's also a good cook, and his food is delicious!"

Wen Yu looked at the girl with a hint of helplessness and said, "So, you've already been to his house."

"I've been there." Yan Qianqian said as a matter of course.

"...Apart from eating, nothing happened, right?" Wen Yu probed cautiously.

"No, no! You're overthinking it!" Yan Qianqian understood. "Besides me, there are many fellow riders here! Teacher Xu is here too. We even talked about you when we were having dinner! Teacher Xu praised your talent for painting, but you just didn't continue to study. I think Teacher Xu hasn't seen you in a long time and misses you."

When Yan Qianqian said the last sentence, she deliberately leaned forward, squinted her eyes, and raised her eyebrows, looking like a little mischievous child.

Wen Yu hit Yan Qianqian on the forehead with the butt of a chopstick. With a thud, Yan Qianqian felt pain and shrank back into her hole like a mole that had been hit on the head. She said aggrievedly, "Aiya! Why did you hit me?"

"You're so young, yet you're always imitating adults talking about relationships!" Wen Yu said, "Whatever Teacher Xu says or thinks has nothing to do with me. Pan Xianchen and I are already in a relationship."

Yan Qianqian covered her forehead: "......?"

She knew Pan Xianchen was pursuing Wen Yu, but she hadn't expected them to be in a relationship. Sure enough, the old ones are always the best, and the old ones are always the fastest!

It was not actually Yan Qianqian's intention to mention Xu Yanshan to Wen Yu. A Jin was Xu Yanshan's good friend. He noticed that Xu Yanshan seemed to have some feelings for Wen Yu, so he acted as a lobbyist for Xu Yanshan and asked Yan Qianqian to mention Xu Yanshan when they met.

Yan Qianqian was so soft-hearted, and since Ah Jin was so kind to her, she agreed without much hesitation. But deep down, she didn't really want Xu Yanshan to be with Wen Yu. She was rooting for Pan Xianchen. After all, she had known him for years, and their families lived so close. If Pan Xianchen could marry Wen Yu, wouldn't she be able to harass Wen Yu's sister constantly?

"Wow! Have you met your parents yet?" Yan Qianqian excitedly pressed on the progress. "Probably not. If she had, Aunt Yang Yi would have talked to me about you when I went to Uncle Pan's house, but we haven't. When do you plan to meet your parents? I'm going abroad soon, and I don't know if I can participate in this big event!"

Wen Yu was a little confused: "Why are you so excited..."

"Because I like you very much, Sister Wenyu!" Yan Qianqian said sincerely, her eyes sparkling. "You are the first new friend I have met since returning to China! You have helped me so much. My family is so busy and has no time to talk to me. Only you can talk to me as an equal."

Wen Yu was so ashamed. She never talked to Yan Qianqian on an equal footing. She usually acted childishly to amuse the child.

"And I think you are different from ordinary women..." Yan Qianqian said mysteriously.

The more she talked, the more outrageous it became. Wen Yu almost died of laughter at Yan Qianqian's pretentiousness, but she still cooperated and asked, "Then let me ask you: what's the difference?"

Yan Qianqian narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "You seem simple, but you're actually not. Every time you appear, you seem calm and your words are light, but I can sense a kind of calm madness in you..."

Wen Yu smiled without saying anything, and calmly picked up a piece of meat for Yan Qianqian.

Yan Qianqian didn't like boring people, nor did she like those who were timid and submissive. The man she was attracted to, A Jin, was very brave. He had American-style front piercings, earrings adorning his head, tattoos on his waist... He smiled crookedly when he spoke, and he had a heavy motorcycle that he rode all over the city.

Wen Yu is also very brave, but her expression is different from A Jin's. She looks like water on the outside, but inside she is like a thunderstorm.

Yan Qianqian was addicted to commenting on people, even talking non-stop without even a sip of water. Wen Yu let her go, thinking she'd be going abroad soon and speaking Chinese, so she might as well practice her Chinese now.

They ate for a long time, tables emptying out one by one, the seconds slipping away. Pan Xianchen sent a WeChat message asking if she'd gotten home yet, and she replied. A little later, Pan Xianchen called to urge her, but Wen Yu was driving Yan Qianqian home. A little later, Pan Xianchen called for the nth time that night, just as Wen Yu had sent Yan Qianqian home.

"Hello? Pan Xianchen, why are you as clingy as Aslan?"

This is the first sentence at the beginning.

It’s actually this.

Pan Xianchen said angrily, "You and Yan Qianqian were having dinner, and I didn't interrupt you for a moment. I wanted to wait for you to finish your meal so we could go for a walk together, and you agreed, didn't you? But I've been waiting for you until now! Do you know what time it is? Why are you still taking a walk? You should just go to sleep."

"Are you so angry? I have my own life too." Wen Yu held back his laughter and glanced at the time in the car. It was indeed very late.

Pan Xianchen laughed angrily. "You're telling me this? Who doesn't have their own life? I have my own life, and you have to be in my life! But did you meet me today? No! So, did I have a good life today? No! The amount of time you spent with Yan Qianqian today combined should be several times more than what you said to me, right? Are you in a relationship with Yan Qianqian or with me?"

"Then how can you calm down?" Wen Yu asked.

"It's gone!" Pan Xianchen said angrily, then immediately changed his mind and said, "Unless you give me all your time tomorrow and tell Yan Qianqian, Li Qianqian, and Wang Qianqian to stay away."

"Is that so..." Wen Yu smiled as she got out of the car and closed the door. She looked up at the unfamiliar neighborhood in front of her and said, "Then what about my time now? Will you calm down immediately?"

Pan Xianchen didn't react for a moment and was stunned.

Wen Yu said, "I'm outside the gate of your community now, please come and pick me up."