Chapter 97

"I'll go get you some drinks," Sun Pengfei muttered to himself before escaping into the kitchen.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

In the kitchen, Sun Pengfei kept opening the refrigerator door and then the cabinet doors, slamming them shut to create a loud noise that would drown out Su Ningna's voice. Sun Pengfei thought angrily: Why did she have to portray this story as a melodramatic domestic drama? If she couldn't explain the truth clearly, if she absolutely had to tell those two profiteering content creators this nonsense, why did she insist on calling it bravery? She's such a big liar, a complete fraud…

Thinking of this, Sun Pengfei decided to ignore the two guests who were still lingering in the living room. So he poured himself a glass of Mongolian liquor and then walked through the back door of the kitchen into the backyard, where only a dim courtyard lamp was lit.

Brave? What the hell is that? Narumi brave? Narumi's already dead!

In Sun Pengfei's view, Cheng Shi's current state is that he is a walking corpse. This was the first impression Sun Pengfei had when Cheng Shi came to Palm Beach No. 8 in March: a man who can walk, drive, talk, and laugh, but who has no vitality at all.

That day, when Sun Pengfei first saw Chengshi step out of his car, he thought Chengshi looked much the same as before, except that the coat he had worn last year seemed a bit too big and loose. But when Chengshi opened his mouth and said, "Long time no see, Nana, it's so nice to see you, Lao Sun," and when he stretched out his withered and powerless hand, Sun Pengfei knew that Chengshi's life was over.

Look at his cowardly appearance! Sun Pengfei couldn't help but think.

That day, Cheng Shi sat elegantly on the sofa at Palm Beach No. 8, chatting with Suningna while making a series of dazzling little gestures: straightening the wrinkles in his pants, brushing off the cigarette ash on his clothes, picking at his fingers, smoothing his hair… Sun Pengfei also noticed that Cheng Shi was even making a delicate gesture with his pinky finger when he drank water. Moreover, his laughter had become completely different from before: soft and affected.

Therefore, Sun Pengfei felt that Cheng Shi could no longer truly laugh, truly cry, truly sweat, truly eat, truly get drunk... he might not even have a real heartbeat anymore. Sun Pengfei thought that Cheng Shi might no longer be able to use his own legs to support himself and stand up from the sofa.

In Sun Pengfei's view, Cheng Shi is now like a spineless coward who anyone can kick or push—he will fall to the ground if you touch him, and he will lie there apologizing and saying things like "I'm sorry I was blocking your way."

In short, Cheng Shi is a coward right now.

Haha, so this walking corpse, this cowardly bastard, can finally reveal the "last will and testament" he discovered Huang Ruoyu!

"To be honest, if I hadn't seen that note, I think I would have committed suicide by now." — Hearing Cheng Shi's confession, Sun Pengfei just wanted to burst out laughing, and he had to control himself from saying such things to the guest: Bullshit! You're a liar bastard! Cheng Shi, you're a coward!

What Sun Pengfei found even more boring was that Cheng Shi had become incredibly dull. That day, he spent almost an hour talking about his extremely boring new job, and then spent even more time talking about another topic: "This is what my therapist said," "This is what my therapist advised"... Cheng Shi had completely become the kind of person who constantly talked about "therapists," as if he were some superior American.

How many Chinese people actually see a psychologist? Isn't that just admitting you're mentally ill?! Sun Pengfei thought disdainfully.

“My therapist helped me find the root of the problem, something I’ve never dared to face: my family of origin and my relationship with my father…”

This is the reality now, and Sun Pengfei believes this is the situation that the internet celebrity couple who make fake documentaries should truly know.

Thinking of this, Sun Pengfei took a big gulp of Mongolian liquor. Seeing the blurry reflections of stars and the moon shimmering at the bottom of the glass, he suddenly had the feeling of "three people in the shadow"—was that person Huang Ruoyu?

Sun Pengfei shook his head, preparing to return to the living room. However, before he even reached the back door of the kitchen, he changed his mind, turned around, walked to the other end of the backyard, and began jogging in circles.

He dared not stop, for he found himself weeping.