Chapter 47 N - Fault
Xing Yu had drunk one round of alcohol tonight, and then drank a second round with Xu Zeyi at the long-awaited reunion. He could barely stand on his own when he got back, and was helped back to the car by the driver, Lao Sun. As soon as he got into the back seat, he put two hangover pills in his mouth, frowned, and closed his eyes.
Xu Zeyi is the biggest investor in their animated film "The Return of the Unharmed," so he can't refuse this invitation, nor can he refuse to drink the wine.
In fact, Xu Zeyi is a relatively easy-going investor. He won't keep trying to get the other party to drink, and he won't force them if they refuse.
But tonight, Xing Yu seemed to have forgotten the etiquette of social etiquette; he drank as much as the other party offered him.
Xing Yu still doesn't really like this kind of endless small talk, politeness, and feigned intimacy. He's too lazy to deal with it and doesn't like these insincere occasions where only self-interest matters are considered.
Relationships between people are too openly priced.
He'd rather stay home and paint, practice the piano, or focus on directing and arranging his animations at the company.
But we can't ignore it.
If it were during his youth, Xing Yu wouldn't have given it much thought; if he didn't like it or didn't want to, then he wouldn't do it.
It is precisely because of the helplessness of youth, when one seems to do whatever one wants but in fact can't decide anything.
Xing Yuning now prefers to immerse himself in the glitz and glamour of the city and has successfully learned how to thrive within it.
He knew that only in this way would the choice be in his hands, and he could take responsibility for himself.
The car drove past Nanshan Road and prepared to turn into the West Lake Tunnel.
At 3:30 a.m., most of the people who participated in the New Year's Eve balloon release event at the lakeside had already dispersed. There were only a few people on the road, walking towards West Lake, seemingly planning to wait for the sunrise there.
Old Sun sighed, "The years have really flown by. It's another new year. It's a good thing it's late now. If it were any earlier, we wouldn't be able to get out of this road without being stuck in traffic for over forty minutes."
Some colorful balloons that failed to fly away hung scattered on the treetops, swaying gently in the wind, as if telling of the waning spirit after the grand revelry.
Old Sun then started muttering again: "It'll be a real hassle for the cleaners to clean up tomorrow. Everything's tangled in the trees, so it'll be hard to get rid of. And tonight someone set off a Gatling gun in the middle of a crowd. It's the dead of winter, and there are so many people, with helium balloons everywhere. If anything goes wrong, I can't even imagine the consequences."
"..." Xing Yu reached out and pinched his temple hard, trying to kick the terrible yet wonderful memories out of his mind through pain.
It's useless.
On the contrary, the reason for his drunkenness became clearer and clearer.
Hubin is close to West Lake and is the most bustling commercial district in Hangzhou. Back then, when he lived in Zhalongkou, every weekend he and Chu Beiling would go to the Hubin commercial district for dinner after leaving their art studio. After dinner, they would go to West Lake to sketch, or sit on a bench by West Lake for an entire night to wait for the sunrise the next day.
Every weekend or holiday, tens of thousands of people flock to this place.
Once separated by the crowd, it's very difficult to find someone, especially since Chu Beiling has eyes on the top of his head and hardly looks where he's going. Often, he'll disappear as soon as he turns around, making him impossible to find.
Later, Xing Yu came up with a solution: whenever he went to the lakeside, he would first buy a helium balloon and tie it to Chu Beiling's wrist.
That way, he could spot him at a glance in a dense crowd.
But ever since that day, whenever he passed by the lake, he would rather take a longer route to avoid that place. Tonight, he drank too much and was dizzy and disoriented. Xing Yu forgot to tell Lao Sun that they would take another route.
Old Sun had been driving for Xing Yu for several years and was about the same age as his child, so he had long treated him like his own son.
Seeing him like this, Old Sun assumed he was drunk and feeling unwell, and said with some concern, "President Xing, you young people shouldn't always take your youth for granted and not care about anything. Health is the most important thing, nothing else matters. When you're young, you always think money is important, but when you get to my age, you realize that health is the most important thing. Really, nothing is more important than health."
Xing Yu chuckled self-deprecatingly: "If I had been the same back then as I am now, many things would be different."
If they had been more mature and responsible back then, everything would have been different; they would have had more choices.
Instead of being at the mercy of others and unable to make any decisions.
Xing Yu glanced at the empty street outside the window and smiled.
It's a real shame; he has everything he should have now.
The weather cleared up for only two days before it started raining again in Hangzhou.
The weather forecast shows that the high temperature today is only one degree Celsius. This damp and cold weather makes people feel cold to the bone, trapping them in this cold winter and making it impossible for them to get out.
But he used to love winter the most.
It must be snowing in the mountains. On the way back to the company, every car we encountered had a snowman on its hood.
For those of them who grew up in the south, snow is much more welcome than the misty rain of Jiangnan. As soon as they hear that it's snowing somewhere, they rush there with great joy.
This winter is very humid, but unfortunately not a single snowflake has fallen into the main urban area.
The phone rang; it was Zhu Qing'an. He said, "You haven't forgotten that you were supposed to go to Chu Meng today to review the third draft, have you?"
He waited for Chu Beiling in the lobby downstairs for half an hour, but didn't see a single person, so he had to call to inquire.
Chu Beiling said, "I have other things to arrange. You keep an eye on the initial draft."
"Are you hiding from your ex?" Zhu Qing'an asked, surprising everyone.
Chu Beiling recently exchanged his Singapore driver's license for a Chinese one. At the same time, the car he ordered from the dealership was also registered. He has been driving it to and from get off work recently.
When Chu Beiling switched from driving on the right to driving on the left, she didn't notice that she had taken the wrong road and was heading towards Chumeng.
The navigation system, realizing he had taken the wrong turn, kept telling him to turn around.
Chu Beiling lowered the navigation volume and did not directly answer Zhu Qing'an's question: "Keep an eye on the project. If there's nothing else, let's leave it at that. I took the wrong turn and am about to turn around."
Zhu Qing'an was disappointed in him, but felt even more regret and enthusiasm than he did: "You can't avoid it. People only have a chance if they meet. You have such a good opportunity, don't waste it."
Perhaps Zhu Qing'an was deeply hurt by her own heartbreak and couldn't bear to see such a scene, or perhaps she was stimulated by something, because recently she has become a matchmaker, trying her best to persuade them to get married.
It's as if his heartbreak disappeared when they were together.
He's even more enthusiastic than him; could he rekindle his romance with Xing Yu?
Zhu Qing'an asked, "Do you really want him to belong to someone else in the future?"
Chu Beiling was hit where it hurt and coldly reminded him, "Zhu Qing'an, you are a beauty supervisor, not a matchmaker."
Zhu Qing'an: "I know, I just feel it's a real pity that we can't continue our relationship."
Chu Beiling curled her lips into a smile, but was overwhelmed by immense pain.
He waited and he fought for it.
Chu Beiling wanted Xing Yu to be his more than anyone else, and he couldn't imagine Xing Yu looking at other people with such affection.
Xing Yu kissed and teased him, exploring each other until they both became aroused. His roguish black eyes, with their casual smile, were captivating when he was passionate, and his unrestrained and unruly spirit was amplified infinitely, full of tension.
Only he could see that other side of Xing Yu, which belonged only to him.
Chu Beiling didn't want anyone else to see it.
He certainly felt regret and pity.
She desperately wanted to start over with Xing Yu.
But what can we do?
They had been separated for many years, and although missing each other had become a habit, they still succumbed to time and reality.
Besides time and reality, Xu Zeyi has now emerged between him and Xing Yu. No matter how good the opportunity is, it will only intensify his suffering.
"You know nothing." Chu Beiling took a deep breath, but before she could finish her sentence, Zhu Qing'an cut her off.
"Who cares!" Zhu Qing'an felt that Xing Yu probably still had feelings for him, otherwise he wouldn't have kissed and cried while Chu Beiling was asleep. "Beiling, I'm waiting for you. Come over quickly, don't keep me waiting too long."
Xing Yu, who had just stepped through the gate, happened to hear this. He glanced at her and looked away, while Zhu Qing'an, feeling a chill run down her spine, turned to look at him.
The man's tall figure flashed into the elevator lobby, and all that could be seen was his thin-soled leather shoes, a bright and eye-catching red.
Zhu Qing'an stared intently: "Bei Ling, it would be a waste to give such a man to someone else. My suggestion is that you take him, regardless of whether he's willing or not."
The rain was heavy and the road conditions were poor. Zhu Qing'an's words were dangerous and frightening. Chu Beiling almost crashed into the back of the car in front of him, but fortunately he managed to stop in time: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm serious, think it over," Zhu Qing'an said cheekily. "If you succeed, remember to save me a seat at the head table."
Chu Beiling ignored him and hung up the phone.
Zhu Qing'an knew the agonizing feeling of lovers meeting again. After knowing Chu Beiling for so many years, this was the first time he felt like a living person, and he knew how important Xing Yu was to him.
Moreover, as an observer who had also experienced this feeling, Zhu Qing'an was eager for the lovers to have no regrets and wished she could tie them up and throw them into the room.
Zhu Qing'an: [Even if you don't want to see me, you still have to come and supervise the progress. I can only handle the art direction; I can't handle anything else.]
Chu Beiling hadn't found a chance to turn around, and instead got closer and closer to Chu Meng. After a moment's thought, he drove directly toward the Chu Meng Building.
He's going to get the picture book back.
When Chu Beiling arrived at Chu Meng, Zhu Qing'an was already having a meeting with Zhuang Mingyue in the reception room. When he pushed the door open, he did not see Xing Yu.
Chu Beiling quickly composed herself and gestured with her chin towards the two people opposite her, "You two continue."
He pulled out a chair, sat down in front of a pile of documents, and began to look through them.
The project developed as he expected and did not deviate from the right track. He only raised a few minor inconsistencies in the overall planning concept.
During the break, Chu Beiling left the meeting room and headed towards the elevator. Since he couldn't get into the president's office without access control, he had to contact Xu Tunan's assistant through his assistant.
It's quite absurd to think about it. People who used to be able to talk about anything now have to go through another person to connect with each other.
Even if they cooperate, the pretentious behavior that adults exhibit won't happen between them.
As soon as Xu Tunan received the news, he went to find Xing Yu and told Chu Beiling about giving Ke Jincheng an extra red envelope. He also let him up without permission, which angered Xing Yu so much that he ignored him for a week.
This time, Xu Tunan learned his lesson and greeted Xing Yu first: "Chu Fanfan is here to discuss the manuscript and is about to come up. If you don't let him come up, I'll just send him back."
He looked at Xing Yu and observed his reaction: "After all, he is still the person in charge of the partner. It's not appropriate to just send him away like this."
Xu Tunan was angry, and when he saw Chu Beiling, he couldn't help but scold him. But in the end, he was angry that Chu Beiling was so heartless as to cut off their friendship of so many years without contacting him. When they met again, Chu Beiling didn't say anything except to apologize, acting as if he had been bullied badly.
He also felt sorry for Xing Yu.
Despite being friends for many years, Xu Tunan couldn't bring himself to ignore Chu Beiling and treat him like a complete stranger, especially since they now had a cooperative relationship.
Of course, I still can't help but want to scold him.
Xing Yu looked up: "He's the person in charge of the partner company. There's a dedicated person to handle things. I met with him, and then what?"
Xu Tunan was stumped by his question and couldn't respond for a moment.
Thinking of what he had just witnessed in the lobby downstairs, Xing Yu curled his lips in a mocking smile.
He spoke with difficulty, reminding Xu Tunan, and also reminding himself: "Have you forgotten that Chu Beiling has a boyfriend now?"
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