Chapter 50 Chapter 50 "I feel sorry for you."
Gu Jianqing's whole body was covered with the stench of fish maw, and there were two of them hanging from his black sweater. Su Ting and Ye Xiuming had no habit of eating fresh fish maw, so they got so many fish maws purely to teach Gu Jianqing a lesson.
Su Ting saw this scene but did not stop him. Once the person he had briefly possessed in his life had dealt him a fatal blow, whether it was intentional or unintentional, it was worth Ye Xiuming's madness this time.
But he was afraid that Ye Xiuming might lose his energy due to anger, so he coughed lightly at him. Ye Xiuming then obediently walked over to Su Ting. Su Ting said, "I feel like calling him over was a mistake."
"Do you feel sorry for him?" Ye Xiuming asked.
Su Ting watched from afar as Gu Jianqing patiently sorted out the clothes, and said to Ye Xiuming with a burning and determined gaze, "I feel sorry for you."
Ye Xiuming's guarded feelings faded, and with Su Ting's tacit approval, he launched an even more intense attack on Gu Jianqing. He'd first "accidentally" spilled some fish soup while serving the dishes, soaking Gu Jianqing's sleeve. He calmly wiped the arm with a tissue, as if it didn't belong to him.
Later, the situation spiraled further out of control. Gu Jianqing's pants were stained with cheese and butter, leaving him with a complex odor. Su Ting, observing all this, suddenly said, "Xiu Ming, I told the servants to do this, but you wouldn't listen."
Ye Xiuming smiled subtly and snapped his fingers at the servant. "Then I'll leave it to Aunt Qu."
At this point, even the most muddy-eyed people could see that this was Ye Xiuming's way of persuading Gu Jianqing to leave their house as soon as possible. However, Gu Jianqing had honed his skills over the years and was no longer an ordinary person. The current situation was just an appetizer and was far from being a main course for him.
To be honest, he felt that Ye Xiuming had shown mercy by not burning him with wine.
So why is he staying here so desperately and without regard for his dignity?
A barely perceptible gloom crossed Su Ting's face, and he knocked on the table. "This glass of wine is a toast to fate. Whether it was due to good intentions or bad intentions, it has brought us together again. Xiuming, pour some wine for Gu Jianqing."
Ye Xiuming looked at the black label red wine in his hand and felt it was a pity to force Gu Jianqing to drink it, but he did as he was told. After lightly touching the table with the wine glass, he drank it all in one gulp.
Gu Jianqing also wanted to offer a toast, but Su Ting gestured to stop him. Su Ting resorted to his most infuriating drinking tactic, insisting on raising a few more glasses himself to silence him. So, he said, "This second glass of wine is a toast to youth. Youth isn't a good word for us, but for Xiuming, it's just the beginning. Xiuming, don't be like some people who use the ignorance of youth as a pretext to deceive others with ignorant emotions."
Gu Jianqing, a smart person, would definitely be able to understand the true meaning of such difficult language logic, so he swallowed the cup with some difficulty, and his face looked a little embarrassed.
Su Ting gave the third drink to Ye Xiuming, wanting to see what he could say in such a murderous and heartbreaking situation. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiuming was a straightforward person, saying, "This drink is to thank Uncle Jian for not continuing to harm my little dad. Even though your limited skills didn't hurt him much."
Su Ting gave him an approving look and turned to Gu Jianqing: "How is my cooking?"
"It's indeed much better than what I ate in England." Gu Jianqing said sincerely, "Su Ting, I'm very happy to see that you are doing well. It makes me feel more at ease than if I were doing well myself."
Ye Xiuming snorted.
"On January 21st, I drank all night. I don't know why the two of us ended up like this. I still remember that barbecue restaurant at the school gate. You always dragged me in there to drink a lot and talk a lot. Although this sentence is a bit cliché, if I could go back in time, I hope you and I can stay in that moment forever."
Ye Xiuming's figure paused noticeably. He thought of the barbecue that Su Ting brought back when he was a child, which he brought back from the school gate.
Su Ting must still be trapped in a nightmare at that time.
Now what?
After all, Gu Jianqing was the only person who had ever given him these emotions.
Ye Xiuming walked to the kitchen with a depressed heart, and with the help of the servant, he took out the dessert from the oven. It was a sweet and sour apple pie with a crispy exterior. It needed to be cooled slightly before it could be cut to keep the crust intact.
Ye Xiuming even compared the integrity of that layer of puff pastry to the integrity of Su Tingxin.
So he just stood in the kitchen waiting for the apple pie to cool down.
But his eyes kept lingering on the dining table, wanting to see if the feelings between them still existed.
But Su Ting is a master at hiding his emotions, and Gu Jianqing is no better than Su Ting. Judging from their appearances, everyone is trying their best to restrain certain thoughts, and those pieced-together memories may not be able to withstand the passage of time.
Gu Jianqing suddenly said, "I don't know if it was a mistake to meet you again. But I want to clarify that when I agreed to Lu Chen's request, he stopped spreading those photos."
The subtext is that Gu Jianqing sacrificed himself in exchange for the current peace.
So Su Ting owed him a thank you.
Su Ting smiled noncommittally, his gaze drifting towards Ye Xiuming's position.
He seemed unable to bear it any longer.
It was only a few words away from personally pouring fish soup on him.
Ye Xiuming seemed to sense Su Ting's bewildered look, and cut it a few times with a blunt knife. Not to mention the appearance, it was even difficult to pick it out smoothly.
He brought the pie to the table, gave one piece to Su Ting and himself at a time, and pushed the rest to Gu Jianqing, letting him help himself.
Su Ting deliberately complained: "Xiuming, where are your manners?"
"Shi Fangyi didn't teach me well, who can I blame?" Ye Xiuming picked up the apple pie that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and ate it while staring at Gu Jianqing with a fierce look.
"Uncle Jian, your uncle Lu Chen, why didn't you come over and apologize?"
Ye Xiuming kept calling him "uncle" all the time, fearing that Gu Jianqing would forget the years he had been a bedbug.
Gu Jianqing chuckled softly, "Fate plays tricks on people. Those who are used to scheming will eventually be buried in scheming. He used Su Ting's money to squander it, and was spotted by those foreigners. They dragged him to a deserted place and beat him up. The money also disappeared. In the end, Lu Chen was neither human nor ghost, and was considered useless."
He continued, "I quit my high-paying job to take care of him, and just lived off my savings for a few years."
Ye Xiuming: "What about the others?"
"After that incident, he became very emotionally distressed and was unable to take care of himself very early on. Over the past five years, his energy quickly wore out, and in the end... he died."
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