Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Su Ting tightened his composure and said, "First...
In a hotel in Milan, Pei An was lying on the bed, silently watching Ye Xiuming who was packing his luggage. Then he suddenly thought that this year was the seventh year they had known each other. In these seven years, Ye Xiuming had thought of things he had never thought of, done things he could not do, and always seemed to be one step ahead of him.
But I never felt jealous.
As Ye Xiuming raced down the track today, his heart was practically pounding with excitement. He just hoped Ye Xiuming would land safely. And when his time surpassed his, the team manager glanced at him and asked, "Are you okay?"
Pei An greeted him with a smile: "Why should I be bothered? He's my good brother."
"I've never seen anyone sacrifice so much for their brothers."
Pei An smiled and told him to shut up, but in the hotel room, watching Ye Xiuming packing, he sobbed, "Can you please not leave?"
In fact, Ye Xiuming still hasn't contacted Su Ting, but he can't stay in Milan forever. He has to take action to have a chance to meet Su Ting.
"Why are you going crazy too? What does it have to do with you where I go?" Ye Xiuming put a few hoodies into the box, and when he walked to the bathroom to get the toiletries bag, he rubbed Pei An's head.
"Have you seen the public opinion online? This time you have pushed Su Xiaoba to the forefront again. How can he be happy?" Pei An finally got to the point. He has been observing the trends online in the past few days. The discussion about whether he can develop a romantic relationship with his adoptive father has only been getting hotter.
Su Ting's special identity also caused the controversy to develop in an uncontrollable direction.
"Then I will spend the rest of my life making him happy." Ye Xiuming said inexplicably, as if he had entered another realm.
This time Pei An was unhappy and said, "Sometimes I feel like you don't value me at all."
Ye Xiuming: "The prize money this time is said to be astronomical. I'm giving it all to you. I think that's a sign of my appreciation."
"Why don't you say a few words to me in front of so many people?" Pei An said.
Ye Xiuming gave him a look that said "Just you?" and continued to try to call Su Ting.
This time it works.
Ye Xiuming's heart was beating like a drum, so loud that he could hardly hear his own voice. After he said "Hello", there was a long silence.
Ye Xiuming broke the silence for him and said, "Little Dad, do you know how I got through every day during those five years when you abandoned me? I'm telling you, it's just like now."
"Every day I waited for you to say something to me, to tell me that everything was over, to tell me that you forgave me, but you didn't, and you threw me into hell."
"Five years... Do you know how long five years is? Do you know how much I hate you? Are you going to hide from me for another five years this time?"
As he was talking, Pei An saw the corners of Ye Xiuming's eyes turned red, tears streaming down his face. He punched the wall, leaving a bloody mark.
Perhaps it was the memories of the past that eroded him all of a sudden. Ye Xiuming's now richer soul seemed to be pulled out, and he became more like the helpless child he was back then, sitting on the ground with difficulty, hugging his legs.
Even Pei An felt distressed by this scene, and sat opposite him, waiting for Su Ting's cruel or merciful verdict.
Su Ting's panting sound was transmitted through the phone. He seemed to be shocked. After a while, he said in a calm voice: "It's all over, Xiuming."
Ye Xiuming clenched his fists excitedly and asked him again and again in disbelief.
"Really?"
"Now that means something."
"Can you see me now?"
Sutin said, "Tomorrow at noon, I will wait for you at the best restaurant in Rome that makes cheese and artichokes."
I didn't expect him to be so close to me...
Su Ting said for the first time: "Xiuming, you drive very well and are born to be on the track. I shouldn't be a stumbling block for you."
"You watched the game...but also the interview?" Ye Xiuming asked pleasantly, "Do you have anything you want to tell me?"
He was referring to whether he could respond to the words "I love you", which made the atmosphere suddenly become tense.
Su Ting tensed his concentration and said, "Let's go to Rome first."
As for which restaurant, Ye Xiuming was really stumped. On the way to Rome in a taxi, he looked through various travel guides and finally focused his attention on two restaurants. One was in the Jewish Quarter, where artichokes were famous for their crispness and reservations often had to be made months in advance; the other was near the central square in the Trastevere district. It was an Internet-famous restaurant that was so popular that there was always a queue.
Which one is it?
Ye Xiuming turned to look at the map to see what was around the two restaurants. Soon his eyebrows curved and he pointed to Santa Maria Square on the map and said, "Go there."
He arrived early, hitting the streets of Rome in the early morning.
The rising sun casts a low, soft, warm light across the ancient monuments, casting an almost divine filter over the marble sculptures and ochre walls.
Ye Xiuming's footsteps echoed clearly on the road. This kind of tranquility is a luxury in Rome.
During the journey, Pei An called and advised him to go to the one in the Jewish Quarter. "I asked my colleagues in the team, and that's a must-visit place in Rome, so it can't be in the Trastevere area. If you stand there stupidly, you'll only get bird shit."
"Little Dad will definitely come here, I bet."
"What's the bet?"
Ye Xiuming: "Let's bet on my relationship with him. If I win, it will last forever. If I lose, I lose."
Pei An was silent.
"You idiot," he said.
Ye Xiuming smiled noncommittally and continued to lean against the door of the store waiting for it to open.
Perhaps because they had never seen diners queuing so early, some people looked at him in surprise, but Ye Xiuming smiled friendly.
After the store opened, Ye Xiuming finally walked in with his suitcase, ordered himself a cup of espresso, and sat by the window.
Su Ting was matching his clothes in the hotel. He found a compromise between "formal" and "casual" so that his clothes were not too old-fashioned, but carefully prepared.
When he took the first step, he subconsciously covered his face with his collar.
Someone actually recognized him as the owner of the nude photos on the streets of Rome, which scared him to death.
It must be because of Ye Xiuming’s highly influential F1 event.
But he was not afraid at the time, thinking that he had done something wrong. Instead, he smiled, as if to say, "That's me, I don't deny it, nor am I ashamed of it."
Later he calculated that it was the first time he felt relieved and indifferent about the matter.
But he still didn't want to be recognized on the street again.
The hotel was not far from the destination, only a ten-minute walk away. As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, his heart began to beat uncontrollably faster.
If Ye Xiuming hadn't found this restaurant, wouldn't it have seemed a bit redundant?
Fortunately, when Su Ting looked inside, he saw the familiar black figure, and his heart immediately calmed down. He said something in Italian to the waiter and walked to Ye Xiuming's table.
Su Ting picked up the menu on the table to cover his face and said, "Mr. Ye, are you waiting for someone too?"
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