Chapter 41 Chapter 41 From Wen Yanming and Yu Sixie

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the living room of the front hall of Yu Mansion.

Xi Tong, who was busy at work until 7:30 and hurriedly finished work to go home, was stopped by Yu's mother as soon as she got out of the elevator.

"Finally you're back! Come and have dinner, we've been waiting for you!"

Yu's mother lifted Xitong up, not giving him any room to react.

Because the misunderstanding was resolved, Yu's mother's enthusiasm towards Xitong these days was as if the mother had finally found her long-lost daughter.

The room was filled with a custom cake prepared by the butler; small gifts brought back from all over the world: pens, exquisite snacks, AI glasses... some new and practical cosmetics and skincare products...

The dazzling array of food on the table was eye-catching. I don’t know where Yu’s mother got the information from, but all of them were Xitong’s favorites.

Yu's father and Xizhi were leaning on the sofa watching TV together. Both of them had "serious expressions" and were not at all affected by the variety comedy on TV. Compared with the stars with rosy complexions, they looked even more haggard.

In short, although the air was filled with the aroma of food, it was also filled with the resentment of hunger.

Yu's mother pulled out the most comfortable chair at the table, took Xitong's hand and asked her to sit down, putting her hands on Xitong's shoulders who quickly refused.

At the same time, Yu's mother didn't even look at the grandfather and grandson duo who were almost starving to death on the sofa, but told the aunt beside her that she could start preparing milk tea after the meal.

"call--"

Having finally arranged everything, Yu's mother breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled out the chair closest to Xitong, sat down, and looked sideways at Xitong, who seemed somewhat favored and therefore at a loss, her face full of joy.

After making sure Xitong was sitting perfectly at the table, Yu's mother realized that the table was empty except for the two of them.

Then he said to the two forgotten people leisurely: "Just now you were clamoring for food like starving ghosts. Why don't you come now that dinner is served?"

Threatened by Yu's mother's eyes, Yu's father and Xizhi didn't dare to complain at all. They immediately got up from the sofa, fearing that they would not be able to have dinner if it was too late.

Walking to the dining table, they quietly sat at the seat farthest away from Xitong and Yu's mother so as not to disturb the two from communicating.

"Aren't you going to wait for Yu Sixie to come back?" Xi Tong asked.

Mother Yu picked up a piece of freshly stewed beef with chopsticks and put it into Xitong's bowl.

"No, no, Xiaoxi, hurry up and eat. Look how thin you've become! Yu Sixie is tall and strong, there's no way he's hungry!"

Two hours ago, Yu's father and Xizhi, who had been retorted to by Yu's mother with the same words, silently extended their chopsticks to the plate of blanched cabbage placed closest to them.

[What are you two grown men rushing for? You won't die if you skip a meal.]

On the dining table, all the meat dishes were placed on Xitong's side, while the vegetarian dishes were on Yu's father and Xizhi's side.

"Auntie, where is Yaoyao?"

Xitong tried hard to swallow the Nth dish that Yu's mother brought to her.

It had been a long time since her parents and grandfather passed away and no one had picked up food for her like this.

"That girl seemed to have gone out very early today. This is the first time I've seen her dressed so beautifully. Did she go on a date? Does she have a partner? She usually stays at home and doesn't seem like that..."

Yu's mother's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in Xitong's heart in an instant.

Some memories forgotten by time suddenly reappear.

In fact, Wen Yanming, who is like the scorching sun and the bright moon, is not as perfect as imagined. For example, he has a harmless angelic face, but has dozens of tattoos on his body.

Xitong didn't think tattoos were bad, but in the restaurant in Paris, when he explained the meaning of each tattoo to her, his eyes were full of paranoia.

Compared with Yu Sixie who was too busy with work and his family to care about her seven years ago, Wen Yanming, who is three years younger than them, is obviously much more mature. He loves Xitong so much that he only wants her to be happy. He will stay by her side at all costs and understand and tolerate everything about her.

However, Wen Yanming's gentleness will only be given to the person he recognizes.

From some perspectives, it may seem like a supreme honor to be chosen by such a person, but only when you really get along with such a person will you understand that unique love also comes at a huge price.

Perhaps this is the reason why Xitong was moved but did not choose him.

Xitong suddenly put down the chopsticks in her hand, not caring about the unfinished meal. After apologizing to Yu's father and mother, she rushed to the garage.

…

"Wen Yanming, I like you, will you date me?"

The man who smiled like an angel in the sunshine put down the cup in his hand, and the expression on his face did not change at all because of the woman's confession.

"Do you think I will agree to you? Yaoyao."

Su Luyao, who had already exerted all her courage, could not understand Wen Yanming's question at this time. She stared blankly with her eyes wide open.

Wen Yanming sighed imperceptibly, stood up, patted his khaki trousers which were a little wrinkled due to the long and boring meal, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards Su Luyao.

At that moment, Su Luyao, as a woman, immediately reacted. The sky blue shirt moving towards her did not have good intentions, but was extremely dazzling.

But her stubbornness made her stand her ground instead of running away on the spot.

"I should thank you for your kindness. This courage deserves respect."

"But precisely because of this, I must be absolutely honest with you. This is the most basic responsibility I can give you for your sincere feelings."

"We exist on different orbits. Your world and mine may occasionally intersect, but that is merely a chance occurrence, not an inevitable guide. What you admire may simply be the aura of my location, not me—an individual equally flawed and burdened."

[No, that's not the case!]

Su Luyao's heart was roaring wildly, but the man's decisive verdict left her speechless.

In fact, Wen Yanming didn't even give her a chance to refute.

He wasn't even looking at her when he said these words.

"I cannot bear your kindness, and I will never include it in my life plan. It will not change anything. The sun will rise as usual tomorrow, and my life will be smooth sailing. You should live the same way. Please, take it back."

"I hope you can understand what I said today as a kind of farewell. I hope you meet someone more compatible with you in the future. Take care."

Like a bomb exploding at a very close distance, the huge roar directly shattered all hearing not through the ears, but through the bones and blood, leaving only a high-frequency, dizzying buzzing sound.

I recognize every word, but when put together, it becomes an incomprehensible, cold alien language.

Just as he arrived, Wen Yanming left without hesitation.

When the buzzing sound subsided, the real pain swept up from the soles of my feet like a tsunami.

It turns out that all his gentleness, thoughtfulness and tolerance were a performance with Xitong as the only audience.

…

The night in Beijing is quiet and boring.

The afterimage of the sports car speeding on the road attracted the attention of a few passers-by.

Where will she go?

Images flashed through Xitong's mind uncontrollably: Was the phone dead? Was there a traffic jam? Or...? Suicide? An accident? Each horrible thought burned like a cold flame, making Xitong's heart tremble.

The phone placed aside still had no new messages, and the chat box was full of green.

"Where has she gone!"

Xi Tong roared at Wen Yanming on the other end of the phone, but the man's words made her even more crazy, "Xiao Xi, where are you? Don't worry, I'll go find you now!"

Xi Tong, who was on the verge of exploding, took a deep breath. After so many years of companionship, Su Luyao had already become her family member. If she really had to compare, she was a much more important person than Yu Sixie!

She doesn't allow anyone to hurt her loved ones!

"I'll ask you again, where did Su Luyao go after she broke up with you?"

"Xiao Xi, I really don't know. I left right after I finished speaking and didn't even notice Yao Yao..."

Before the man could finish speaking, Xitong hung up the phone, and the poor phone was thrown on the carpet on the passenger seat.

She hated her powerlessness at this moment.

She also felt guilty about her dereliction of duty. Su Luyao had devoted all her time and energy to her and Xizhi, but she knew nothing about her.

Where does she go to relax when she's upset? Will she do something to hurt herself? How sad must she be right now?

Blurred vision.

The phone that fell on the carpet kept vibrating.

There were more than a dozen missed calls from Wen Yanming and Yu Sixie.