Chapter 26. [Second Update] "Will you dare to do it again?...
After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, colleagues gradually returned to work.
Early that morning, Wen Xue put the matter of opening another card on her agenda. She currently has a savings book and a card. The savings book was left to her by her grandmother and has great significance to her, so she doesn't want to change it. The card in her wallet was opened before she entered university and is used to pay tuition and such.
She hadn't used up the cash He Yan had slipped into her wallet, and he had also given her a considerable amount of New Year's money. After thinking it over, she decided to open a separate card to store the money.
Emotionally, she didn't want to be a stranger to him. She knew he wanted to take care of her, just like he had taken care of He Heng before. His many regrets were accumulating and needed an outlet, so she wouldn't refuse him again.
But reason told her that she was Wen Xue, not He Heng, and that she had no blood relation with He Yan. She should be aware of every penny she spent on him.
Perhaps in the future, after she graduates and starts working, she can repay him little by little in a way that they can both accept.
He Yan had no idea what she was thinking. When she said she wanted to apply for a card, he didn't ask any questions. After breakfast in the morning, he drove her to a nearby branch. All the parking spaces nearby were occupied, and he was worried about getting a ticket, so he had to let her go in alone.
As she got out of the car, he asked worriedly, "Are you sure you can manage on your own?"
Wen Xue felt helpless after hearing this.
She didn't know what kind of fragile image she had in his mind. She was already twenty years old, an adult, but he always treated her like someone who couldn't take care of herself. Maybe it was because she had challenged him those few days that she felt more confident. She bent down and stuck her head into the car. "As long as I don't go in to rob money, I can manage on my own."
After saying that, she quickly closed the car door and ran into the bank.
They have guts, but not much.
Ever since she angrily called him by his first name and told him to stop bothering her, He Yan wasn't surprised by her words. The more time they spent together, the more they understood each other. Actually, if you think about it carefully, how weak could someone who could tame that stubborn He Heng be?
There's a saying that goes, "You can't judge a book by its cover," and that couldn't be more fitting for Wen Xue.
He Yan chuckled and shook his head. He pulled over to the side, keeping an eye on what was happening outside.
Wen Xue was lucky. When she entered the bank, there weren't many people inside. She quickly took a number, accepted the application form from the staff, and began to carefully fill in her personal information, pausing slightly on the phone number for receiving updates.
She hesitated for only a few seconds, glanced at the scrolling numbers on the screen, and realized there were still two people ahead of her, so there should be plenty of time.
Thinking of this, she grabbed the form and hurriedly ran out of the bank. After scanning the area, she easily found He Yan's car in the fog. She ran over, but he had already seen her. Before she even reached the car, he had already rolled down the window and asked, "So fast?"
“No, it’s not my turn yet, it’s just…” she paused, “I want to get your phone number.”
He Yan seemed to understand something, then hummed in agreement, "And then?"
"Then you might need to receive a verification code..."
She meant for him to keep an eye on his phone and give her the number when she called him, but before she could finish speaking, He Yan stretched out his long arm and handed her the phone, saying nonchalantly, "Okay, see for yourself, I don't have a password on my phone."
Wen Xue was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously took it, and sighed, indicating that she really didn't mean it that way.
The black phone still retained his body heat.
She paused for a moment, worried that she would miss her number, then grabbed his phone and rushed inside.
The teller was very efficient, and she easily obtained her second card and deposited the eight thousand yuan into it. Recalling the process of getting her first card, she felt like it was a lifetime ago. At that time, she certainly couldn't have imagined that less than two years later, when she got her second card, the person accompanying her would change from He Heng to He Yan.
Surprisingly, she was quite calm. However, when she returned the phone to He Yan in the car, she couldn't help but whisper a suggestion to him, "You should set a password for your phone. It's safer and more secure."
He Yan started the engine, watching for oncoming traffic from the side, and said casually as he turned the steering wheel, "Okay, you set it up for me."
Wen Xue was silent for a few seconds: "Then you have to tell me a password."
"casual."
He Yan never paid attention to these trivial matters.
This was the first time Wen Xue had met someone so casual, but his answer was exactly what she expected. She said softly, "How's your birthday? It's easier to remember."
He Yan didn't think much of it and gave her a number. She helped him set a password, and while he was focused on driving and wouldn't notice her little scheme, she quietly and discreetly took out her phone from her bag, wrote down his birthday, and immediately felt satisfied. A smile appeared on her lips, and she really wanted to give herself a thumbs up.
She thought she was still quite smart.
…
They had a busy day; after leaving the bank, they went to the hospital, going in empty-handed but coming out carrying a large bag of traditional Chinese medicine. Thinking that her days of hardship were far from over, Wen Xue sighed repeatedly, her face full of worry.
He Yan found it amusing and deliberately asked, "Will you dare to do it again?"
It seems she didn't hear a single word he said when he escorted her to her dormitory.
They don't eat properly, they don't rest properly, and all they do is torture their bodies every day.
Wen Xue pursed her lips, ignoring what she was hearing. Her gaze swept over the lucky charm, and she stared at it blankly. After the jeep came to a stop in front of the tenement building, she grabbed the seatbelt and mustered her courage to say, "The charms on the car have all faded."
He Yan didn't know what she was talking about at first, but following her gaze, he raised an eyebrow and casually pointed, "You mean this?"
"Um."
"It's just for show; it belonged to the previous owner."
Wen Xue knew that he had bought the car secondhand from an acquaintance, and after confirming that the lucky charm was not a gift from someone special, she relaxed her shoulders and said, "How about we get a new one?"
She always felt that faded pendants weren't very good.
He Yan was about to say why bother with all that trouble when he caught a glimpse of her unzipping her bag and carefully taking out a braided safety charm. He was taken aback. She glanced at him, hesitated, and placed the charm on the armrest, explaining softly, "On the first day of the lunar month, I went to the temple and saw people queuing up, so I got one too and put it in here. I don't know if it will work."
He is He Heng's only remaining blood relative in this world.
She hoped he would be safe and healthy.
He was also the one in this world who held her up tightly, preventing her from falling.
She hoped he would live to be a hundred.
He Yan seemed lost in thought, his expression unusually serious. His gaze lingered on the small, exquisite safety buckle until Wen Xue unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. The sound of the door slamming shut brought him back to his senses. He called out to her in a deep voice, "Isn't the thing heavy? Wait here, I'll take you upstairs."
"No need." Wen Xue was carrying a large bag of Chinese medicine liquid, which was definitely a bit heavy, but she wasn't as frail as he had imagined. She smiled and reminded him, "Aren't you going to pick up Brother Yuejiang?"
"It's alright, let him wait."
Most of the time, He Yan was very assertive and decisive. He got out of the car without even turning off the engine, strode around the front of the car, walked up to her, and bent down slightly to take the heavy bag from her hand.
Because of a subtle unease in his heart, he silently walked into the stairwell first. This time he did not wait for her and went upstairs very quickly. Before Wen Xue had even reached the second floor, he had already arrived at her door, staring intently at the Spring Festival couplets on the wall, almost as if he were drilling a hole in them.
Wen Xue was confused and thought he was in a hurry to pick up Wu Yuejiang and didn't want to delay him, so she quickened her pace and went upstairs.
She jogged inside while fumbling for her keys. Reaching the door, she reached for the bag, but he sternly stepped aside. Helpless, she became even more determined to take care of her health. She would eat and drink well, strengthen her body, and let him know she really, really wasn't that weak…
He Yan rushed downstairs like a gust of wind.
With a lollipop in his mouth, Wang Yuan went upstairs. He raised his hand, but before he could say "Hey, bro," a strong gust of wind swept past his ear, and he disappeared in a flash, leaving only him in the stairwell.
Wang Yuan shrugged and sang to the air: "Hey, brother, long time no see, where are you? Hey, friend, if it really is you, say hello~"
He Yan got back into the car but didn't immediately step on the gas and leave.
With one hand on the steering wheel, he hesitated for a few seconds before picking up the safety charm from the armrest. It was so meticulously crafted and exquisite that when he looked at the cheap, faded ornament hanging on the rearview mirror, he couldn't stand it and knew he had to replace it and throw it away immediately.
…
The airport was bustling with people.
Wu Yuejiang's vacation this time was very long. It wasn't that He Yan was worried about his brother, but rather that every holiday season involved blind dates, and Wu Yuejiang couldn't resist going to see a few people. His return flight had to be rescheduled repeatedly. Whenever this happened, he envied He Yan. At least He Yan's future was like most ordinary people, getting married and having children, or living a carefree life, and no one would interfere.
Why are you carrying so much luggage?
He Yan frowned and asked when he saw that the man was checking in a large suitcase, pushing a small suitcase, and carrying a large backpack.
People who don't know the situation might think Wu Yuejiang has moved his entire family here.
“Because I’m a very sentimental person.” Wu Yuejiang adjusted his glasses and replied casually, “There’s a box containing things for my sister: slippers and sweaters made by her aunt and uncle, and smoked fish and braised dishes brought by her best friend. You know what, if I hadn’t persuaded her to stay, her friend would have wanted me to bring a few boxes of pure milk.”
He Yan understood each word individually, but when they were put together, it was so difficult to comprehend them.
He stopped and asked, "Did she ask you to do this?"
Wu Yuejiang nodded and then shook his head. "Not really. I brought it up with her during a chat at night during the Spring Festival. She said she didn't want to trouble me. What trouble? Why be so formal? She calls me 'brother' too."
"You guys are still chatting?"
“Yes, she sent me a New Year’s greeting,” Wu Yuejiang said with relief, glancing at He Yan’s indifferent expression, feeling that he was a promising student. “We chatted for a few minutes. Oh, by the way, she said you took her shopping for clothes and to the movies?”
"..."
He Yan lowered his eyes and pondered for a few seconds before continuing to walk forward as if nothing had happened. His steps were fast and large, and Wu Yuejiang almost couldn't keep up. He could only grumble and ask him if he was in a hurry to be reincarnated.
The two took the elevator to the parking lot. During this time, Wu Yuejiang used He Yan as an emotional dumping ground, complaining about his parents, sister, and a bunch of inexplicable relatives. He kept talking non-stop, only to receive a perfunctory "Oh" from He Yan.
When they arrived at the car, Wu Yuejiang instinctively reached for the trunk, but He Yan stopped him, saying, "There's no space in the trunk. Put it in the back seat."
What's in the trunk?
"Some daily necessities that Wenxue will need when she returns to school in a few days."
Wu Yuejiang sighed at how fast time flies; in the blink of an eye, his younger sister would be starting school. He casually opened the back door and stared in disbelief at the three plush toys piled up in the back seat. "Is this still your car?" he asked.
He Yan remained noncommittal.
Unable to hide his shock, Wu Yuejiang put down his luggage, then honestly grabbed the cutest plush toy and hugged it to his chest before getting into the passenger seat. Seeing him staring intently at something, I took a closer look and was completely baffled. It was just an ordinary pendant that you could find anywhere in a two-dollar store, why was he staring at it so intently?
Just as I was wondering about this, a calm voice came from beside me: "It will cost money if you look at it again."
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