Chapter 60 Unforgettable
When Pu Xia came out of the guest room, the first thing he saw was Xiao Chengming waiting against the wall.
When the man saw her come out alone, he smiled, as if he had expected it. "It seems that this time it didn't suit Miss's taste again."
Normally, Pu Xia would ignore his words and leave, but today she stopped in front of him.
"Xiao Chengming".
"Um?"
What are your thoughts?
When Pu Xia asked him this question, Xiao Chengming's smile faltered slightly, as he didn't understand her question for a moment.
"Xiao Chengming, you like me, right? What do you think when my mom sets me up on blind dates again and again? Do you think I won't accept them anyway, or are you very confident in yourself?"
Xiao Chengming looked at Pu Xia, not expecting her to be so direct, but upon further reflection, it was indeed Pu Xia's style—the honesty and directness he liked.
“I have confidence in you. You are not someone who will easily compromise. If one day you can recognize the truth, completely give up a certain idea, and have to make a choice, then I, who have stood by your side the longest, will be one of your choices.”
For the first time, Xiao Chengming frankly told Pu Xia his thoughts, and his usually confident and steadfast smile was now tinged with a hint of helplessness.
Pu Xia looked at him and suddenly smiled, "You're making yourself the best choice for me."
"That's one way to understand it."
"What if I never recognize it?"
Xiao Chengming looked at Pu Xia's right wrist but did not answer immediately.
On her right wrist, two letters are deeply etched into her skin.
He still remembered the first time Yang Ning asked her to wash it off. Pu Xia silently went into the kitchen and came out with a fruit knife in her hand. She calmly held the blade against her wrist and said, "Isn't it cleaner to cut it like this?"
Pu Xia's resolute decision at that time startled Yang Ning, and even the strong-willed Yang Ning didn't say anything more.
From that moment on, Xiao Chengming knew that Pu Xia would never be able to let go of Xie Sheng's thoughts, but he smiled and said, after all, it was just a thought, wasn't it?
Xiao Chengming looked at Pu Xia and spoke again, "If you can't break it off, you can't break it off. Compared to thoughts, I care more about what the present and the future will be like."
Pu Xia's face turned completely cold. She looked at Xiao Chengming and only managed to say "How pitiful" after a long while before turning and leaving.
Xiao Chengming is undoubtedly a proponent of consequentialism; for him, results are indeed more important. But in Pu Xia's view, he has never loved at all.
After the birthday party ended, like the final curtain of a grand fireworks display, all the hustle and bustle faded away, leaving only a desolation even greater than before.
Pu Xia was staying here tonight. After seeing off the last couple of guests with Yang Ning in the garden, she stood there without going back immediately.
"You didn't like the bright and cheerful one today either?" Yang Ning suddenly asked.
"I don't feel anything."
"You don't need feelings, you just need the right person."
“Then Xiao Chengming is also ‘suitable’.” Pu Xia said with a cold laugh.
“So he can too,” Yang Ning didn’t take the heat of Pu Xia’s anger. “I know what you’re planning by opening your own studio. It’s nothing more than independence and getting rid of me. All of these reasons are fine.”
Pu Xia, I'll introduce you to someone. Whether you accept the offer or not, whether you want to run the business or not, is your business. These past few years have been tough; I'm tired, and I've become more indifferent to things..."
Pu Xia looked at Yang Ning with some surprise, hardly believing that these were her words, but Yang Ning's next words extinguished the light in her eyes.
“But that one person is the only one who can’t be, absolutely not. You can do whatever you want with the others,” she said calmly, her gaze falling on Pu Xia’s wrist. “So you should try to forget about them.”
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It was late at night, but 49th Street was still brightly lit, as bright and lively as daytime, with the night's hustle and bustle concentrated on this 500-meter-long street.
When Pu Xia entered Cube, it was already past midnight. The bar was still bustling with people, who were in high spirits, but some were already quite drunk. Guan Yan sat lazily on the booth sofa, her head tilted back, her gaze somewhat unfocused.
It wasn't until Pu Xia's voice rang out from the crowd that Guan Yan snapped out of her daze, her gaze gradually focusing as she smiled at the newcomer, "You escaped from your mother's place, huh?"
Compared to before, Guan Yan's beauty is sharper and clearer, and she exudes an aura nurtured by the admiration and adoration of others.
Pu Xia sat down next to her and drank a glass without saying a word. "Congratulations on your new album! Let me drink first."
"You really live up to your old classmate reputation," Guan Yan said with a smile, pouring herself a glass as well. "I just said it would be the last glass, but since you're here, I can't just let you drink it all."
She was about to drink it all in one gulp when her wrist was grabbed, and she stared at Pu Xia in a daze.
"You're already drunk."
“Really?” Guan Yan blinked. “I feel pretty clear-headed.”
Seeing her expression, Pu Xia sensed something was wrong. "What's wrong?"
Seeing Pu Xia's serious expression, Guan Yan's smile faded. After a moment, she sighed and said, "My agent told me and Weiwei to behave ourselves."
"Didn't you say it was nothing?"
"Old Wu said that before, the circle was small, and our relationship was still of some value to each other's careers. But with the success of this new album, the company has planned to let me gradually break out of the circle, so I can no longer have any same-sex rumors."
Pu Xia opened his mouth, but after a long pause, he finally spoke, "What about Vivian?"
"She said she understood, and then she never replied to my messages again... Xiaxia, why is this happening? I just want to keep singing, I want to be with the person I love, why is it so hard..."
As she spoke, Guan Yan's eyes reddened again, but she didn't want to cry, so she opened another bottle of wine and drank it down.
Pu Xia didn't know how to answer, because she also wanted to be with the person she loved, but everyone was saying they weren't a good match and that she should forget about it.
But how could she forget the person who lifted her up from her collapsed world?
One of them had red eyes, while the other had a blank expression. They seemed to be competing or resisting each other, drinking their wine in silence.
Guan Yan was the first to pass out, her head resting on Pu Xia's shoulder as she murmured the name "Vivian".
Pu Xia felt a little heavy-headed, but he kept drinking mechanically, as if he would never get drunk.
This state of affairs was broken by Guan Yan's relentless ringing of her phone.
Pu Xia looked at Guan Yan, who might not even wake up when the earthquake struck, and connected her to a voice call.
The voice on the other end was hoarse, but she recognized it: "Yanzi, I don't want to break up..."
“Vivian, it’s me, Guan Xia.”
"...Why is it you? Where is Yanzi?"
"He's completely drunk next to me and is now unconscious."
"How could this happen! I'll take it..."
"Your name is Lao Wu, right? If you get photographed, it'll be even more troublesome."
“…Yes, you’re right. I’ll contact Lao Wu, I’ll contact Lao Wu.” Weiwei An repeated, then hung up the phone, alone with the feeling of helplessness that she couldn’t even answer her lover’s call when he was drunk.
Pu Xia was about to turn off the screen and put the phone back when her hand suddenly stopped. She looked at the chat interface after hanging up, her gaze focused on the two words in the contact list, her heart stopped for a moment, then started pounding, and the blood in her body rushed.
"Brother Sheng".
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