[Sheng Tian 21] Rejected

Fang Tiantian tightened her small face, trying her best to make her expression serious: "I'm not hiding, I just don't want to see you."

"Sweetie, can you tell me what you think?"

Fang Tiantian looked at him coldly, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke up: "Okay."

Yan Sheng was delighted, but then she said, "Then explain why you changed after you went abroad."

"Explain why, even though you have a phone, it always takes you a long time to reply to messages."

"Why do you disappear for so long? Why do you send me so many messages every day when you're in China, but not when you're abroad?"

Fang Tiantian stared at him intently: "Are you going to say you're too busy with your studies? Are you going to say your coursework is too demanding?"

"Yan Sheng, do you really love studying that much?"

For some reason, Yan Shengming had prepared a lot to tell her. He wanted to say how strict the teachers at the government college were, how the advanced courses kept him up all night, and how his colleagues in Ping'an County were all cunning, always making him take on those tricky tasks.

He meant that whenever he was about to be defeated, he would always miss her.

But when Yan Sheng was looked at by her clear and calm eyes, he suddenly felt as if his life had been extinguished.

Yes, he wanted to answer her that his studies were too demanding, and he was really tired from studying day and night.

But to say it so bluntly sounds like a bunch of perfunctory excuses, weak and absurd.

He wanted to treat her with great care.

But I can never seem to find the right direction.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang Tiantian lowered her eyes in disappointment: "I asked you, but you couldn't answer me."

Yan Sheng felt a burning pain in his heart and desperately wanted to turn her head to look at him, so he did just that.

"Sweetie, I will answer you."

Fang Tiantian's chin was clamped, and she didn't understand why he was saying such a strange thing.

Yan Sheng spoke again, his voice low with nervousness: "I've been preparing for a long time."

He used to be just an ordinary student with nothing, and he had no way of standing next to the Fang family's little princess.

But in these three years, more than a thousand days and nights, Yan Sheng has already undergone a complete transformation.

"Now, I will take the initiative."

Fang Tiantian awkwardly broke free from his grip on her chin: "Whatever, it's none of my business anyway."

The sensation in his hand disappeared, and Yan Sheng stood up straight, wanting to raise his hand to brush away the stray hairs that had been blown by the wind, but he stopped in mid-air: "Sweetie, take me off the blacklist."

"Let me find you."

…………

That night, Fang Tiantian lay on the bed, unable to help but despise herself, still cowardly removing Yan Sheng from the blacklist.

I checked his Moments again after a long time, but there was still nothing there.

Just as I was about to log out, Yan Sheng called.

The first time, I refused.

The second time, they refused.

Fang Tiantian reluctantly answered the phone after it called a third time.

"what!"

Fang Tiantian's tone was unpleasant.

"Sweetie, are you free tomorrow?"

Yan Sheng, who was on the other end of the phone, had just returned from working overtime at his company, and his voice sounded a little tired.

"No."

"Did you make plans with someone?"

"No."

"Shall I take you to the cake shop at the Foreign Affairs College?"

"I'm not going."

"What about the pet bakery in that shopping mall in Linghu?"

"I'm not going."

"..."

Fang Tiantian seemed to have been prepared to reject him long ago; whatever Yan Sheng said, she would only give him a negative answer.

Before she calms down, I must bully Yan Sheng properly and vent my anger!

"Sweet."

"Um?"

Yan Sheng's tone softened a bit: "The nights in Taipei are very warm."

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Fang Tiantian didn't understand what he meant, but then she heard him continue, "I haven't felt such a warm evening breeze in a long time, Tiantian."

"If you had been here just now, that would have been great."

When Yan Sheng left his workplace, he found that he could see Fang Tiantian's WeChat Moments again.

Sitting in the car, he scrolled through her social media posts from the past three years. Her emotions were clearly presented through the pictures and words, as if he could once again participate in her life.

Making that phone call made even the breeze on my way home feel pleasant.

Fang Tiantian scoffed inwardly, determined not to go out in the wind with this bad man.

For a week straight, Yan Sheng called every night, mostly talking while Fang Tiantian listened.

Occasionally, the little princess would retort with a few words, but Yan Sheng would just smile indulgently and say that he would change next time.

…………

That evening, Fang Yue turned on the CCTV news broadcast at the restaurant right on time.

Have you seen the news?

"What news?" Fang Tiantian asked, as she seemed to read quite a lot of entertainment news.

"The border situation hasn't been very good lately. I bet our Deputy Director Yan is going to have a headache from today's press conference."

Fang Tiantian looked at her WeChat. Yan Sheng's last message was sent at noon. She picked up a piece of green vegetable and started looking at it seriously along with Fang Yue.

On the screen.

Yan Sheng stood alone on the stage, surrounded by reporters from various countries.

Those tricky questions were like poisoned arrows, carrying pre-set charges and distorted facts, and were fired madly at Yan Sheng.

All the cameras were focused on his face.

Even Fang Tiantian, who was watching on the screen, was sweating a little.

However, Yan Sheng on the screen did not answer immediately. He simply swept his gaze across the room calmly and adjusted the microphone in front of him with a slow and deliberate motion.

It possessed a kind of formulaic elegance, yet it made everyone's hearts freeze for a moment.

"First of all, I want to correct a fundamental mistake made by this journalist friend." His voice rang out, not loud, but as firm as a rock.

His subsequent words, however, were full of wisdom, causing those with ulterior motives to retreat in defeat.

Fang Tiantian was stunned.

Finally, Yan Sheng simply looked at the reporter who asked the question and said quietly, "Please return this label of 'expansionism' to those who invented it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent, then erupted in a flurry of keystrokes and camera shutter clicks.

Yan Sheng didn't look at the reporter who asked the question again, but calmly announced: "Next question."

Fang Yue watched with great enthusiasm, unable to hide his excitement, and his appreciation was self-evident.

Fang Tiantian looked disdainful, but her eyes secretly glanced at him.

This was the first time she had ever seen such a lavish banquet.

After dinner, I returned to my room. Yan Sheng called an hour later than usual.

"Sweetie, have you eaten? I was a little busy just now."

Fang Tiantian felt a pang of sympathy when she recalled the scene of him being maliciously questioned at the press conference.

He awkwardly replied, "I ate, did you eat?"

Yan Sheng's soft laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Haven't eaten yet."

"..."

"I want to have beef soup at that place on Huaihai Road, wanna come together? I'll come pick you up."

"I've already eaten."

"But I'm almost at your building."

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"Yan Sheng, I didn't say I was going!"

“I know, that’s why I’m asking you, if you don’t want to move, I can come upstairs and carry you.”

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For a moment, Fang Tiantian suspected that this person had been possessed; she never imagined that Yan Sheng would be so domineering.

Then I heard him say, "Sweetie, I want to see you."

Fang Tiantian hated herself for being so easily swayed.