37 Chapter 37

"You still want to sleep with me tonight?"

Ying Yun never thought that such a development would happen between him and Yang Xueyi.

Fortunately, he didn't have to go to the outpatient clinic today, but attended a meeting in the hospital. Because Ying Yun was in no condition to concentrate, if it was an outpatient clinic or surgery, he would have to take leave to avoid being irresponsible to the patients.

His mind flashed with images of Yang Xueyi's fair and slender body in the dark, her helpless sobbing face, her slightly bitten red lips, and her tearful eyes.

Her plea for mercy was a little pathetic.

But Ying Yun couldn't be soft-hearted last night.

Yang Xueyi drank, but Ying Yun did not. Yang Xueyi might have a reason to shirk responsibility for what happened, but Ying Yun did not have such a reason.

He had sex with Yang Xueyi while he was in a very sober state and knew exactly what he was doing.

Of course this was a huge mistake.

It was an unclear beginning, which was totally inconsistent with Ying Yun's principles and style of doing things.

However, when Ying Yun heard that Yang Xueyi was going to find someone else to try, he found it difficult to remain calm and rational.

Although Yang Xueyi is annoying most of the time and often speaks insincerely, she is indeed too beautiful. If she goes out to try out for someone, she will definitely get into trouble.

If the other party tracks Yang Xueyi to her address and then comes to her house to harass her, it will be a big trouble for Ying Yun who lives with her.

Not to mention that if the truth is revealed and Aunt Yang finds out, it will cause a bloody storm.

Not only will Aunt Yang be angry and sad, but Ying Yun will also be implicated. After all, when Aunt Yang strongly invited Ying Yun to share the rent, she also told Ying Yun to take good care of Yang Xueyi.

But Yang Xueyi insisted that she must find a man.

Ying Yun had no way of finding a qualified, safe and reliable candidate in such a short time.

So I had no choice but to do it myself.

When going out to buy the Durex style that Yang Xueyi liked, Ying Yun was afraid that Yang Xueyi would not wait and go out to find someone else, which would cause safety problems. So, to be on the safe side, he locked the door when he went out.

So Ying Yun ran to several convenience stores and finally found the convex thread and returned home. However, Yang Xueyi stayed at home obediently and couldn't go anywhere.

What happened afterwards... was no longer part of Ying Yun’s plan.

But Ying Yun couldn't say that last night's experience was bad.

No wonder Yang Xueyi accused herself of hindering her from falling in love, and always looked like she really wanted to fall in love.

I have to admit that there is indeed a certain fun in love and the things that come out of it.

Unlike usual, Yang Xueyi on the bed was like a hedgehog that had shed all its thorns. She became soft, obedient and docile, so well-behaved that Ying Yun almost had some bad thoughts about her.

In short, everything has happened and we must face the consequences.

Ying Yun is not the kind of man who is irresponsible.

Now that it has been done, of course we can’t pretend that nothing happened.

Ying Yun didn't know how Yang Xueyi felt at the moment, and whether she needed his comfort early the next morning, because she seemed very clingy at one point last night.

However, when they arrived at the hospital, Ying Yun kept taking out his cell phone and looking at the screen all morning, so frequently that Yu Shi wondered and asked Ying Yun if there was something urgent, but Yang Xueyi still didn't send any message.

She doesn't seem to be in very good physical condition.

He must still be sleeping.

But Ying Yun decided to do his part well.

During the lunch break after the meeting, he called Meng Chengyun.

**

"What's the best gift for a girl?"

Meng Chengyun was submitting her resume online when she received Ying Yun's call. Her parents already knew about her "escape" back to China. In order to force her to submit and return to the United States to continue her studies, they imposed financial sanctions on her and blocked all of Meng Chengyun's credit cards.

It is difficult to find a job nowadays, especially for Meng Chengyun, who has no professional diploma in photography and no relevant work experience. It is definitely impossible for her to become a formal photographer. Fortunately, there are several entrepreneurial photography studios recruiting assistants, so she immediately submitted her resume with a try-it attitude.

She was originally worried about her livelihood, but then a sponsor came to her door.

Her brother's iron tree blooms again?!

"Brother? You want to give something to a girl?"

"If it's not me, just ask, a friend."

Meng Chengyun didn't expose the truth, but only said "Oh" meaningfully: "Then what is the relationship between the girl your friend wants to send as a gift and him?"

"An acquaintance, I've known him for a long time."

So after his brother's failed first and last relationships, and the shock of his ex-girlfriend moving on and spending a passionate night with her new boyfriend, he finally realized that love was always around him?!

Acquaintance? Is this a case of falling in love over time?

Meng Chengyun became excited: "So your... friend likes each other, right?"

"It's OK."

Look at how stubborn you are. Even if the sky falls, you still have the power to hold it up!

"Having known each other for a long time means you're quite familiar with each other, but you haven't been together yet. This means that the other person isn't attracted to you... your friends. Am I right?"

Ying Yun on the other end of the phone simply said "hmm" in a low voice.

Meng Chengyun looked pleased, she was good at this question!

"Brother, in this situation, a high-profile pursuit won't work. You can only quietly and subtly influence her. Since you're already acquaintances, buy her some flowers. Every girl doesn't like flowers, but don't buy roses or something too obvious, as that would put too much pressure on her. Just buy something pink."

"When you return the gift, be natural and say you passed by a flower shop and saw some beautiful flowers on sale, so you bought a bouquet for them. That's all."

"Don't send flowers too often, just send them every now and then, and then ask them out for dinner or a movie or something like that, just like friends."

"The secret is not to express your feelings explicitly, otherwise you'll definitely be rejected. Don't be too obvious, like boiling a frog in warm water. By the time they realize it, they've already fallen into your trap and have long been accustomed to your life. If you express your feelings at this time, it will be easy to win them over!"

"I'm a woman myself, and I understand women's psychology very well. This is something I'm good at." Meng Chengyun cleared his throat. "But... now you have to pay for everything. My parents just suspended my credit card. If your friend still needs my technical support..."

Meng Chengyun stopped there, and a moment later, her bank card received a "knowledge payment" of 5,000 yuan.

"Brother! Thank you! I knew you were someone who respected intellectual property rights!"

Ying Yun's voice was icy: "I transferred it for my friend. He paid for it, don't thank me."

Although the voice was still cold and hard, Meng Chengyun could still hear a hint of unnaturalness in it after careful listening.

After a moment, there was a cough on the other end of the line, and it was Ying Yun's voice, trying to hide his true intentions: "My friend is very busy, so he asked me to buy the flowers. You don't have anything to do now, right? Come over and help me choose the flowers."

…

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chengyun quickly rushed to the flower shop according to the location address given by Ying Yun.

But he was clearly asked to help pick flowers, but this guy was so impatient - when Meng Chengyun arrived, he had already picked a bouquet of flowers on his own.

Fortunately, when Meng Chengyun took it and looked at it, he found that the flowers used in this bouquet were fresh and of good quality, and the color combination was also quite fashionable, so there was nothing wrong with it.

It was obvious that he was the one pursuing someone, but her cousin remained as aloof as ever, looking handsome and arrogant.

Meng Chengyun couldn't help but say, "Brother, your... friend, is his personality similar to yours? My suggestion is, since he wants to pursue someone else now, he should behave well! Nowadays, everyone likes considerate guys, preferably those who can do housework and cook, and show their ability in this area..."

Unfortunately, Ying Yun's response was just a frown: "Cooking? He can't, he's never done it, but he's good at washing dishes."

After a pause, Meng Chengyun heard him add, "It was washed very well."

"What's the point of just being able to wash dishes! Can you even clean a dishwasher? Buy a fancy dishwasher and you'll be fired! A man's sexiest moment is when he's cooking, okay?"

"If you can't cook, then learn!" Meng Chengyun rolled his eyes. "He's never cooked, so he's never been in love, right? Washing dishes for a hundred years is useless!"

She gave an example on the spot: "I have a friend who wins his girlfriend by cooking! If you can control a girl's stomach, you can slowly win her heart! It's a new era now. We girls like virtuous boys now!"

Ying Yun pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Meng Chengyun was not surprised. His brother had always lived a life of luxury, with the live-in aunt cooking for him. She probably couldn't even tell the difference between soybean sprouts and mung bean sprouts. Although he had moved out of the villa now, the hospital had a cafeteria, he was not short of money, and was busy with work, so there was no need for him to cook for himself.

She just mentioned it casually.

However, just when Meng Chengyun thought the topic was over, Ying Yun started talking again -

"Do you have any good recommendations for cooking books?"

His expression was cold and hard: "Please buy me a copy. I will give it to my friend."

Meng Chengyun widened his eyes.

Is her brother going to cook with a cold face?

Considering that Ying Yun's expression was very subtle and a bit embarrassed, Meng Chengyun wisely chose to remain quiet and quickly placed orders for several cooking books.

Ying Yunze was a little absent-minded, obviously waiting for someone's message.

When Ying Yun checked his phone for the twelfth time, he finally received the message he was waiting for. However, before the smile on his lips could rise any further, the moment he saw the content clearly, his face quickly darkened and his expression became extremely ugly.

The message was indeed sent by Yang Xueyi.

But Ying Yun felt it would be better not to post it——

[I feel like I don't get along with you. It doesn't feel natural.]

[So instead of wasting time getting used to each other, it's more efficient to just replace them.]

I'm going to find someone else.

Ying Yun's face turned pale. Is this the message Yang Xueyi sent after such a long time?

Out of sync? What's wrong?

She still used her favorite raised dot thread.

She liked Fifty Shades of Grey and Tieks, and he used them.

I have cooperated enough.

It's quite impressive to learn and apply so much in one night.

Why was Yang Xueyi dissatisfied?

In addition to sending the three messages mentioned above, Yang Xueyi also transferred some money to herself.

Two thousand yuan.

Ying Yun looked at the amount and felt like he was about to die from anger.

I am really "valuable".

I didn't go to bed until one o'clock last night, and got up at seven o'clock this morning to attend a meeting. In the end, we didn't even have a face-to-face communication. I just left him two casual messages and two thousand yuan to get rid of him.

He was just a taciturn person, buying flowers for Yang Xueyi to show his goodwill.

Ying Yun took the flowers from Meng Chengyun's hand and put them in the trunk of his car.

Out of sight, out of mind. He didn't want to see these flowers again for even a second, as if it was a criminal record that he could never clear up. The impulse and courage to send flowers to Yang Xueyi was like a newly lit flame, swaying in the wind and eventually extinguished.

Sure enough, Yang Xueyi didn’t like him ten years ago, and she wouldn’t treat him differently ten years later just because she slept with him.

Is she in such a hurry to get rid of him because she is afraid that he will pester her?

ridiculous.

He should never do that.

**

Yang Xueyi was in a bad mood, and she vented it on her appetite. She ate quite a bit. Even though she took a walk home, she still felt a little full when she entered the house.

There was no one at home and Ying Yun hadn't come back.

This is understandable. After all, he just bought flowers for someone today. Maybe he is already single and spending a passionate night with his girlfriend. How could he go home?

Yang Xueyi felt extremely sad and depressed. Her cell phone had been out of battery for a long time and she was too lazy to charge it. She didn't want to read any messages, and she didn't want to receive a message from Ying Yun telling her that he would not reply all night.

She took a shower and lay down on the bed, hoping that she could have the same high-quality sleep as last night.

However, things did not go as planned. Ying Yun's happiness twisted her, twisted her to the point of going crazy, twisted her to the point of going insane.

I couldn't sleep at all, not at all.

What surprised Yang Xueyi was that at ten o'clock in the evening, the sound of keys was heard at the door.

Ying Yun is back.

So early? Didn't you book a room outside?

But then I thought, Ying Yun is poor now, maybe he is running a room for hours, where he can leave after the work is done, which is economical and saves money.

Yang Xueyi really wanted to rush out to check, so as to infer from the clues on Ying Yun whether he had done anything.

But she simply doesn't have the qualifications or the position to do so.

She asked Ying Yun to get on the bed with her, and Ying Yun was only helping her out of helplessness. She couldn't just hold Ying Yun responsible for this, that would be too ungentlemanly.

Fortunately, Yang Xueyi finally came up with a reason. She opened the door.

"Ying Yun, I remember I left a notebook in your car last time. Did you see it?"

Ying Yun was dusty and was just taking off his coat. When he saw Yang Xueyi, his stern face froze for a moment: "Are you home?"

What is Yang Xueyi doing outside at night?

Perhaps trying to draw a clear line between himself and Yang Xueyi, Ying Yun looked away, not looking at Yang Xueyi, and said in a light tone: "I didn't see your notebook."

Yang Xueyi wanted to say something else, but Ying Yun threw his car keys at her, as if trying to minimize contact with Yang Xueyi: "Go find it in the car yourself."

Ying Yun looked a little tired, listless, and in a bad mood.

Shouldn’t you be happy to be with the person you love after being single?

But after thinking about it, Yang Xueyi understood. Ying Yun worked hard all night last night and worked hard again until half the night tonight. Even if he had good physical strength, he was a bit overtired.

I was happy in my heart, but a little overwhelmed physically.

He can still maintain a high spirit in front of the person he likes, but when he returns home to face Yang Xueyi, Ying Yun doesn't like her, so why should he cheer up and be nice to her?

Yang Xueyi made up the excuse of the notebook just to chat with Ying Yun a little more, so as to figure out what he did at night. However, she failed to figure it out and ended up getting herself into trouble.

Now holding the key, Yang Xueyi could only grit her teeth and pretend to go downstairs to search around.

But before leaving, Ying Yun called her again——

"It's getting colder outside. You're wearing too little."

Yang Xueyi was stunned for a moment, and then the soreness and swelling in her heart that she had tried hard to suppress began to surge again.

Ying Yun is like this. He looks cold and aloof, keeping a distance from everyone, but he is not a bad person. In fact, he is very thoughtful and gentle occasionally.

This realization made Yang Xueyi feel uncomfortable again.

Being polite and caring about Yang Xueyi is worse than ignoring her.

If only Ying Yun was a little worse, then Yang Xueyi wouldn't be so unwilling.

Yang Xueyi didn't want to stay with Ying Yun any longer and couldn't wait to run away: "It's okay, it's too troublesome to put on a coat, I'll go find it in the car and come up right away, it's okay."

However, as soon as he pushed the door open, Ying Yun stepped forward and slammed the door shut again.

Yang Xueyi was caught off guard and didn't have time to retract her movements, almost bumping into the door. Ying Yun subconsciously put his arm around her waist.

Her heart began to beat hard again and her face began to turn red.

In a state of tension, Yang Xueyi panicked and turned around to push Ying Yun away. However, like a victim who desperately tried to find a cure, she ended up falling into a trap. This action only made her face to face with Ying Yun.

Ying Yun was too close to her, so close that his upper body was almost touching hers, their breaths intertwined, and Yang Xueyi's breathing rhythm began to become disordered.

After what happened last night, even if she pretended nothing happened, she seemed unable to face Yun with a clear conscience.

She didn't dare look up and just tried to pretend to be calm.

Ying Yun let go of his hand first and took a big step back as if to avoid suspicion. Then Yang Xueyi heard him seem to take something from the clothes hanger at the door. A moment later, a coat that still carried Ying Yun's warmth was draped over Yang Xueyi's shoulders.

Ying Yun's voice was just as low as that night, but more restrained: "Wear it. Otherwise you might catch a cold and infect me."

Yang Xueyi could no longer continue, her heart was pounding, she felt that she was useless and unprincipled, and was unwilling to face herself like this, so she just put on Ying Yun's coat, opened the door and ran away.

It wasn't until she reached her parking space in the underground garage that she calmed down a little.

Ying Yun was right. The temperature outside had indeed dropped. Even though I was wearing Ying Yun's coat, I was still very cold.

There was no one in the underground garage at night, which looked very desolate. One of the lights was broken, and the light became dim and a little scary.

Yang Xueyi had lied in the first place, and now she was standing in the empty underground garage, feeling a little confused and a little scared.

But I always have to stay here for a few minutes to make it seem like I have really looked for the "lost" notebook and then "returned empty-handed".

In order to dispel the fear in her heart, Yang Xueyi subconsciously walked to Ying Yun's car, and then with a casual glance, she found the flowers on the back seat of Ying Yun's car.

It is the pink bouquet in Qiao Qianqian's mouth.

If I'm not mistaken, it should have been delivered to the girl Ying Yun likes. But how come it's lying alone in the back seat now?

Yang Xueyi bit her lip and unlocked the car, only to find that the pink bouquet had wilted a little at this moment.

According to what Qiao Qianqian said, hasn’t the other party already accepted the flowers?

Then how...

Yang Xueyi was holding the flowers in a daze when suddenly someone gently pulled her from behind.

She turned around and saw Ying Yun standing behind her with a grim expression.

It was also at this moment that he saw the flowers in Yang Xueyi's arms, and his expression instantly became subtle, complex and unnatural.

Ying Yun turned his eyes away and said stiffly: "Do you like it? If you like it, I can give it to you."

Yang Xueyi looked at the slightly wilted flowers in her hand, her heart filled with emotions.

Theoretically, flowers are bought with money. Since they were not given away and were returned, and no one wanted them, Ying Yun gave them to Yang Xueyi as a favor. Putting them in a vase at home would at least be pleasing to the eye, which is also very reasonable.

But the bad thing is that Yang Xueyi has some improper thoughts about Ying Yun.

She also has self-respect.

Of course Yang Xueyi knew that Ying Yun didn't originally buy this flower for herself, so she was very angry.

It was as if only Yang Xueyi could get the things that others didn't want.

Yang Xueyi doesn’t want what others have left behind!

Yang Xueyi only uses one hand to deal with men! If it weren't for the fact that Ying Yun was a virgin, she wouldn't even look at him! Not to mention a bouquet of flowers!

"don't want."

Yang Xueyi looked at Ying Yun. The previous grievances and unwillingness swept over her like the strongest waves in a tsunami, and the evil in her heart prevailed.

"Your expression is so grumpy." She stared at Ying Yun, "Ying Yun, you weren't rejected for your confession, were you? Flowers are usually sent in the morning, and this bouquet looked like it was bought early in the morning. Were you originally going to give it to the person you wanted to confess to?"

Yang Xueyi started spouting nonsense, stabbing Ying Yun like a knife. "I don't want flowers that are rejected. And what I hate most is people giving me flowers. Giving flowers as a way to express love is so old-fashioned, there's no creativity at all, and it feels like there's no heart at all. I hate those guys who only buy girls flowers for holidays and birthdays when they propose."

Ying Yun didn't say anything, but just pursed his lips tightly. His whole face turned dark and his expression looked even uglier.

But he didn't refute it.

So Yang Xueyi guessed right?

He actually confessed his feelings and was rejected?!

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is easy to guess that Ying Yun likes the girl from the basketball court. It is obvious that they have known each other for a long time. At first, she accepted the flowers as a friend, but after Ying Yun confessed his feelings, she had no intention of upgrading to a lover, so she returned the flowers and rejected Ying Yun.

He just did this and that to me and then he confessed his love to me. Doesn’t he deserve to be rejected?

Yang Xueyi felt angry but also a little proud. Serves her right!

Perhaps due to such a failure, Ying Yun's face turned grim. His previously harmonious relationship with Yang Xueyi seemed to have become tense again. Even his words were full of sarcasm. "What does it have to do with you whether my confession failed or not? Yang Xueyi, when did you start caring about me so much?"

After he finished speaking, he snatched the bouquet from Yang Xueyi's hand, then picked up the flowers and threw them into a trash can not far away.

“If no one wants it, just throw it away.”

Looking at how emotional he was, he must have been furious and embarrassed after failing to confess his feelings.

Although Ying Yun was so unlucky, Yang Xueyi's mood strangely improved.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Ying Yun: "Why did you come down?"

Ying Yun seemed to be in a hurry to go downstairs, and his coat was still draped over Yang Xueyi, so he was only wearing a thin cardigan.

Although his expression was extremely ugly, Ying Yun remained calm and composed as always. "One of the lights in the parking lot was broken. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to see clearly and would mess up my car. And aren't you afraid of the dark? If you scream in fear, it would disturb others."

Yang Xueyi didn't want to argue with Ying Yun, so she just threw the car keys to him: "My notebook is not in your car. I just remembered that I put it in the storage box."

Although it was very ruthless, Yang Xueyi was actually gloating when she learned that Ying Yun failed to find a partner. It was like brushing off the snow on her shoulders, and she felt more relaxed than ever before.

"By the way, did you read the message I sent you?"

Yang Xueyi just asked casually, but Ying Yun's expression darkened.

He looked at Yang Xueyi without saying a word. Just when Yang Xueyi thought he would not answer, Ying Yun finally spoke.

"No." He lowered his eyes, his voice steady and somewhat emotionless. "My phone just fell, and it seems to have some problems. I haven't received any messages for a while."

I'm so unlucky. Not only was my confession rejected, but I also dropped my phone.

"Ah, then..." He hadn't seen any of the messages I'd sent him. No wonder he hadn't received the two thousand yuan he'd transferred.

Before Yang Xueyi could finish her words, Ying Yun interrupted her with a bad attitude.

"Since you didn't call and only sent a message, it means it's not urgent."

"If it's not urgent, tell me later. I don't want to hear it now."

It is true that the content of the message was not urgent, but I just spoke to comfort the unfortunate Ying Yun, and had no intention of informing him of any information in a hurry. After all, what I sent was not a big deal.

It can be seen that Ying Yun is in a very low mood.

He had a stern face, looking like an unlucky creditor who Yang Xueyi owed him a lot of money and couldn't collect the debt.

Then he took Yang Xueyi's keys, silently locked the car again, and went upstairs.

But his pace was not fast, so Yang Xueyi could just keep up with him steadily, so she didn't have to walk alone in the underground garage late at night.

At this time, there was no one in the elevator except Ying Yun and Yang Xueyi.

As soon as she relaxed, she felt sleepy. Yang Xueyi couldn't help but yawn several times in succession after pressing the floor button.

Ying Yun gave her a cold look, as if he couldn't help himself: "If you're sleepy, go to bed early. Don't think about anything else, don't chase after changes all day long and get tired of the old and love the new."

Yang Xueyi was so sleepy that her mind was confused. She didn't know what Ying Yun was accusing her of. She yawned and her eyes were filled with tears: "I can't sleep."

Ying Yun paused for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Yang Xueyi swore she hadn't thought too much when she said that. She just said subconsciously, "I can't do it today. I'm sleepy, sure, but I still can't fall asleep. It's so annoying."

Insomnia is like this: no matter how sleepy or tired you are, you just can't fall asleep. Whether you can fall asleep on certain days and not on certain days is purely metaphysical and depends on fate.

Yang Xueyi's brain was probably a little slow due to drowsiness and fatigue. At that moment, she was only thinking about her distressing insomnia. She was just stating the facts briefly, so she didn't think too much about what she said.

She never thought that these words would have a completely different meaning in Ying Yun's ears.

Just when Yang Xueyi thought that this conversation was over and Ying Yun would no longer pay attention to her, she heard Ying Yun's calm and calm voice -

"Yang Xueyi, you said you couldn't sleep tonight."

"So you still want to sleep with me?"

【Author’s words】

200 red envelopes in this chapter

Cold-faced Duck King, 2000 is definitely not accepted, because being a duck, we should be free [covering face and peeking]

If you can't fall in love with someone just by being stubborn, then do something else first. You're free anyway.