Chapter 57 Chapter 57 "She looks a bit like my wife."...
After saying this, Lin Qianyuan suddenly felt that the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the only sound he could hear was the subway announcement on the other end of the phone.
The people around her had different expressions. Only then did she realize what she had said, and she quietly clenched her hanging hands.
Lin Qianyuan let out a silent breath, his eyes scanning the faces of the people around him as usual, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
She turned and lowered her head, asking in a flat voice.
Pei Lanqing also lowered her head. Her words disappeared in a flash along with the sound of the train door closing. He did not move a step and watched the train speed away.
As if he had misheard, Pei Lanqing lowered his head again, his ears turning red, and finished what he wanted to say in a very low voice.
A subtle, gentle light flashed in Lin Qianyuan's eyes, and she loosened her skirt. "Um, are you in the hospital?"
"No, I just left school."
Pei Lanqing stared at the subway station's display screen. Suddenly, for some reason, he asked her, "Are you busy?" His question was awkward, and she replied, "A little."
They seemed to be both familiar and unfamiliar. Pei Lanqing smiled, without making any movement, his usual calm demeanor. "Okay, I'll hang up then."
She has helped him a lot. He should stick to his duty and not ask too many questions. To her, he is just a suitable marriage partner. He can't understand or guess the logic behind this. It is like the gap between them, like a chasm that limits people's imagination.
Lin Qianyuan turned to look at her phone, the screen had automatically dimmed. She put her hand down and sent another message in a blink of an eye.
"Lin Qianyuan," someone quietly approached, "Are you really married?"
She was shocked, with a look of disbelief on her face, "With your previous boyfriend?"
"Yeah," Lin Qianyuan was chatting with his assistant, multitasking, "It's always been him."
After seeing the assistant's "OK" reply, she put away her phone and continued arranging the exhibition hall. "Which color did you say was brighter?"
"Oh," she pointed to a spot, "right here."
They are planning a large-scale joint exhibition, collaborating with professors' studios in the department. As graduation approaches, students can use it as a preview of their graduation projects, attracting attention from the local art community and developing their career potential.
Lin Qianyuan looked at the spot where she pointed, and after a few seconds, he smiled at her, "It's not very bright."
She went on to explain: "Direct light at night is different from natural light during the day and has normal color."
"Oh, yes, I actually forgot about that." The girl smiled awkwardly and continued to check other areas.
Lin Qianyuan glanced at her phone and found that she had not received any messages yet. She locked the screen, put it in her bag, and turned around to get busy.
The next train had arrived and the carriage was crowded. Pei Lanqing held the subway handrail and stood to one side.
The magnolia tree in front of the hospital building is covered with pink and white buds. The winter sun shines brightly, and the light is stretched and spreads into the ward.
Pei Lanqing stopped in front of the ward door, calmed himself down, and pushed the door open as calmly as possible.
Pei Dejun obviously knew that he was ready for surgery. Instead of lying down to rest, he sat there looking out the window.
Noticing him coming in, he turned and smiled at him, "Did your defense go well?"
"Yeah, it went very smoothly."
Pei Lanqing sat on a chair beside the bed and smiled, "Dad, I hope your surgery goes smoothly."
Pei Dejun smiled and said, "Dad believes in you."
Pei Lanqing nodded and looked at him silently, "Yeah."
The kidney that Pei Dejun was matched with came from a deceased donor, and the organ could not be preserved outside the body for long, so the operation needed to be started as soon as possible.
During the waiting period before the operation, in order to divert Pei Dejun's attention, Pei Lanqing smiled and told him what happened in the morning. He deliberately spoke very slowly, talking about each scene in detail from different perspectives.
Pei Dejun looked at him intently, with a smile and a hint of pride in his eyes from time to time.
After a while, Pei Lanqing heard three knocks on the ward door. It didn't look like a hospital staff member, so he turned his head.
Pei Dejun also heard it and looked towards the door. "Is it your friend?"
A few boys had come to visit him before and stood in a circle around the bed. When Pei Dejun opened his eyes and saw them, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. At that time, he heard "Uncle" one after another.
"Probably not," Pei Lanqing stood up and opened the door, and saw a familiar assistant standing outside the door holding a bouquet of flowers.
White gladiolus.
Pei Lanqing let go of the door handle and froze in place.
The assistant saw something and handed the flowers over, confirming his guess with a smile, "It's a favor."
Pei Lanqing gradually recovered, took the flowers, and nodded slightly, "Thank you."
The assistant's attitude was very polite, "You're welcome."
He turned and left.
Pei Lanqing closed the door and placed the flowers on the bedside cabinet.
Pei Dejun looked at the flowers, then at Pei Lanqing, clearly distracted. He called out, "Lanqing."
Pei Lanqing suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes slightly evasive, "Hmm?"
Pei Dejun felt something was wrong, but he didn't show it on his face. He asked naturally, "Is this from your friend?"
Pei Lan was quiet for a few seconds, then sat back down in the chair beside the bed. She smiled at him and answered irrelevantly, "She hopes your surgery will be successful."
Pei Dejun looked at him, he was preoccupied, so he didn't ask any more questions, but instead praised him, "This flower is very beautiful. Please tell her thank you for me."
Pei Lanqing hummed and responded softly, "I understand."
The surgery time has arrived, the indicator light outside the operating room lights up, and the corridor becomes quiet with the afternoon sun.
Pei Lanqing sat alone on a bench, staring down at the message he had just sent. It contained just two short words: "Thank you."
Lin Qianyuan had just finished taking a shower. He glanced at them indifferently and called back.
Pei Lanqing didn't leave the operating room far away, leaning against the window, "What's wrong?"
He spoke in a very low voice.
Lin Qianyuan fiddled with the hem of her home clothes for a long time. Then she said, "Pei Lanqing, can you please not say thank you to me?"
Whenever she saw these two words, her heart felt blocked, as if the bubble of peaceful days was bursting.
Lin Qianyuan let go of his home clothes, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and chuckled softly, "Just think of it as the time when I paid you back."
Pei Lanqing raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze focused on the sparse and withered magnolia tree outside the window. "I understand. I won't mention it again."
Lin Qianyuan sneered, "I'm hanging up."
She threw her phone onto the bed and got up to blow dry her hair.
Qin Yi hadn't slept yet and was busy making himself some midnight snack. When he turned around with his back bent, he caught a glimpse of Lin Qianyuan coming down the stairs.
She immediately stood up straight and said respectfully, "Ms. Lin."
Lin Qianyuan walked around the restaurant, headed to the bar, and casually asked, "What are you doing?"
Qin Yi ran over in small steps, "I'm going to cook a bowl of noodles, would you like some?"
"Can you?" Lin Qianyuan asked sincerely. After all, it was usually Wu Ma who was responsible for cooking.
"What's so difficult about this?" Qin Yixin said frankly, "It's very simple. Just add water to the flour, then stir, knead it into a dough, and then..."
Qin Yi suddenly lowered her voice, feeling a little uneasy, "Ms. Lin, I don't mean to say that you are not smart, I just..." She lowered her head and said nothing.
Lin Qianyuan poured a glass of warm water and took a sip. "Try it."
Qin Yi went to work with shining eyes. She found the flour, closed the cabinet, and asked loudly, "Miss Lin, this is taking a long time. Are you in a hurry to take a break?"
Lin Qianyuan slumped down on the sofa and said, "No rush."
Qin Yi heard the difficulty in her words, glanced at her, and didn't dare to ask more questions, "Okay."
Lin Qianyuan turned on her cell phone and stared at the screen in a daze. After a while, she closed her eyes and fell into a light sleep.
Qin Yi waited until the noodles were cooked before she dared to come over and call her. When she got closer, she found that she had her eyes closed. She was so anxious that she didn't know whether she should wake her up.
Just as she finished preparing herself mentally, she saw Lin Qianyuan had opened her eyes. She immediately stood up and said, "Ms. Lin."
Lin Qianyuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear, not like he had just woken up. "Are you done?"
"Yeah," Qin Yi nodded heavily, walked to the restaurant with her expectantly, and stared at her eagerly.
Lin Qianyuan took a bite, raised his eyes to meet hers, and then lowered them, "It's not bad."
Qin Yi responded with a smile, "That's good."
It was her first time, she had no experience and was afraid that she might not do it well.
Lin Qianyuan took two bites and received a call from Pei Lanqing. She left the restaurant and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Pei Lanqing watched the doctor leave and smiled lightly, as if relieved. "Lin Qianyuan, the doctor said the operation was successful."
He wanted to thank her, but realized she didn't want to hear that, so he pursed his lips slightly, then opened them again, "Have you rested yet?"
He felt a little regretful that he had forgotten the time difference.
Lin Qianyuan guessed what he hadn't said, but instead showed a happy expression, "No."
Pei Lanqing confirmed the time again and asked cautiously, "Are you home now?"
Lin Qianyuan was looking at the grass outside the window. Suddenly, something moved in his heart. He said calmly, "No, he's been a little busy lately and is still out."
Pei Lanqing opened her mouth, then thought, she is a senior this year, so it is normal for her to be busy. "Then I won't bother you."
Lin Qianyuan didn't want to hang up, but she couldn't disturb him right now, so she had to agree, "Okay."
Pei Lanqing hesitated for a few seconds, but couldn't help asking, "Aren't you cold?"
"What?" Lin Qianyuan reacted slowly, but still told the truth, "I'm not cold."
Pei Lanqing blushed, pretending she hadn't heard him. "If you're cold, go home early. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold easily, which is bad for your health."
After giving this instruction, he quickly hung up the phone.
Lin Qianyuan put away her phone and returned to the restaurant in confusion. She didn't pick up her chopsticks again, but took a sip of water and said, "I'm going upstairs."
Qin Yi had been waiting for her to say this, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Then he reacted and asked in a serious manner, "Are you full?"
"Yeah," Lin Qianyuan turned and went upstairs.
Qin Yi watched her back disappear from his sight, hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, and couldn't wait to put a bite into his mouth. After savoring it carefully, he found that it was actually a bit salty.
Qin Yi remembered what Lin Qianyuan said, "It's okay," and felt ashamed. She chewed twice more and then realized that Miss Lin was just waiting for a call and was not really hungry.
Qin Yi couldn't guess whose call she was waiting for, so he lowered his head and continued eating noodles.
Pei Dejun stayed in the hospital for more than a month. After the operation, everything was normal. On the day the doctor said he could be discharged from the hospital, he did not hesitate for a moment and wanted to pack up and go home.
Pei Lanqing was stunned for a moment after hearing this, "Dad."
He always felt uneasy about such a major operation.
Pei Dejun smiled and patted his hand. "Don't worry, there won't be any complications. Dad promises you that if you feel any discomfort, you will go to the hospital for a checkup immediately without delay."
Pei Lanqing frowned, not wanting to blame him. "Even if you're not feeling unwell, you still need to get regular checkups. You..."
Uncle Li, who was standing by, noticed that the atmosphere was not right and tried to smooth things over. "Lan Qing, just stay here and study with peace of mind. I will be responsible for supervising him."
As he spoke, he pulled the man outside and winked at him, "Your dad just can't sit still. If you let him stay here for a long time, he'll get bored."
Pei Lanqing was silent for a long time, and then stopped trying to dissuade him. "I'll go and handle the discharge procedures."
"Go ahead," Uncle Li returned to the ward and saw Pei Dejun staring at him. He glanced at him sideways and said, "You didn't tell me the real reason why you wanted to go back. I was afraid that the child would be embarrassed."
He thought about it and couldn't help asking again, "Does our Lan Qing really have a girl he likes?"
Pei Dejun didn't ask specifically, so his reply was vague, "It seems so."
Uncle Li nodded, "Then we really need to consider the child."
On the way back, Pei Dejun had been thinking about something in his mind. Suddenly he turned around and looked at the person beside him. "Do you know how much my illness cost in total?"
Uncle Li closed the flyer in his hand and pondered for a few seconds, "Lan Qing didn't tell you, so naturally she wouldn't let me know."
He thought of the passbook he had just received, sighed, and frankly said, "Everyone got together to give you some money, and Lan Qing also returned it. He said he didn't touch a cent. I guess he just used the part he borrowed."
Pei Dejun said nothing more and closed his eyes to rest.
At the beginning of the new year, Lin Qianyuan participated in a regional art competition on the recommendation of her professor. She couldn't go back and needed to use this winter vacation to complete her entry.
Wu Ma didn't understand why she was so depressed. After all, except for the anniversary of Song Wenci's death, she rarely returned home in recent years and spent all the holidays staying at home alone.
Mother Wu unconsciously turned down the volume of the TV, fearing that it would disturb her.
Qin Yi watched with great interest and turned to discuss the plot with Wu Ma, "Auntie, why did Haotian tell Xiaojie that he wouldn't be going home tonight?"
Haotian is the male lead of this TV series, and Xiaojie is his new wife and also the female lead.
Mother Wu secretly glanced at Lin Qianyuan. Seeing that he was still fiddling with his phone, she felt relieved and answered his question based on her years of observation experience. "He said that on purpose. He wanted to know if Xiaojie cared about him."
"Huh?" Qin Yi, who usually loves crime dramas, expressed confusion. "You can even detect this?"
Wu Ma, with a look of ignorance, explained in detail: "That's how it's played out in TV dramas. If Xiaojie is sad, doesn't it mean she cares about Haotian?"
Qin Yi suddenly realized something and said with a smile, "I know. This is what they call a bride's sorrow for an empty room."
Upon hearing this, Wu Ma couldn't help but look at her with admiration, "Where did you learn this ancient saying?"
"In the last TV series," Qin Yi raised her chin proudly. She happened to turn around and saw Xiao Jie crying. Haotian hugged her tightly, and then...
Wu Ma changed the channel in time and laughed awkwardly, "This is a bit too much. It's not usually like this."
She couldn't figure it out.
Qin Yi shook her head violently, wanting to say it wasn't a big deal, but she caught a glimpse of the figure on the main sofa and immediately agreed, "That's right, why did they suddenly kiss? If I watch another episode, I wonder if the baby will be born soon."
"..." Aunt Wu began to cough continuously, trying to cover up the sound of Qin Yi's voice.
Lin Qianyuan glanced at them expressionlessly, stood up holding his phone, and said nothing.
She walked to the swing, watched it swing back and forth three times, then suddenly grabbed the rope and sat on it.
Lin Qianyuan unlocked his phone. Since his father was discharged from the hospital, he basically stayed at school.
The only money in the card went to the hospital, and the rest had never been touched. Recently, the amount had increased from time to time, and the amount was small, but sooner or later the 500,000 yuan would be paid off.
The swing swung back and forth three more times, and Lin Qianyuan put the phone to his ear, waiting for the call to be answered.
When she called, she realized it was late at night in China. The person who answered the phone had obviously just been woken up. His voice was hoarse and not so clear, but there was a unique charm hidden in it. He was calling her name.
Lin Qianyuan was stunned for a moment for some unknown reason, but his face was still getting hot.
Pei Lanqing squinted his eyes uncomfortably, then saw that he was on the phone. He spoke again slowly, "Lin Qianyuan."
Lin Qianyuan instantly regained his composure and fanned himself to cool down his body. "Are you asleep?"
She seemed to have said something nonsense.
Pei Lanqing hesitated for a few seconds, then lowered his head and smiled, "No."
Lin Qianyuan muttered to herself, if there is no problem, then there is no problem. Why should I laugh? She felt her face getting hot again.
Pei Lanqing casually put on a sweatshirt over his white T-shirt, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and found Zhang Shurui still sitting in front of the computer revising his thesis.
Zhang Shurui took off his headphones, looking shocked. "Am I so angry that I woke you up?"
Pei Lanqing shook his head slightly and went to the balcony.
When Lin Qianyuan heard Zhang Shurui's voice, her face immediately fell and she looked unhappy. She knew clearly that he had always had a roommate, but she just felt uncomfortable and depressed for no reason.
Pei Lanqing closed the balcony door and took the initiative to ask: "Is it vacation time?"
"Well," Lin Qianyuan poked the rope on the swing, his eyes opening and closing, "but I won't be going back this winter vacation."
Not hearing his reply, Lin Qianyuan repeated uncomfortably, "I said, I'm not going back this winter vacation."
"Oh," Pei Lanqing lowered his eyes and spoke softly, changing his schedule. "I will do an internship here during the winter break and then go home."
Lin Qianyuan didn't want to hear this. She was a little angry, but her voice was not obvious. "Do you have anything else to say to me?"
"Hmm?" Pei Lanqing lowered his head and said softly, "No."
These days he always recalls the day of their wedding, when the demands she made on him, along with the money, were like shackles.
Lin Qianyuan also remembered that day when he said yes to her. She looked down at her feet and suddenly said, "Pei Lanqing, why do you want to pay back the money?"
She remembered that she didn't ask him to pay it back, and they both got what they needed. Now that he has paid it back, what is his next step?
He really didn't like her at all.
Lin Qianyuan was a little annoyed. Thinking of all the thank yous he had said to her, she actually had the mind to laugh at this moment, "Aren't you marrying me?"
There was snow under her feet, broken into pieces. "Do you remember the three requests you promised me?"
Lin Qianyuan raised his head and said, "I don't want the first two anymore, so don't return them."
What she lacked was never money.
Even after agreeing to marry him, Pei Lanqing never thought of not repaying her. He was grateful for her help, so one thing is one thing.
Listening to the sound of the wind blending together, he asked her for the first time, "Why am I suitable?"
The wind in his ears stilled, and he hastily turned his eyes away. Words like impulsive, disrespectful, and presumptuous ran rampant in his mind. He should calm down. "Lin Qianyuan."
Lin Qianyuan spoke in the next second, slowly and even with a hint of a smile, "Do you want to know?"
She nodded, not caring at all. "I can say that."
"The previous owner of the small building was my biological mother. I hate her. She is so different from my biological father. Because I love him, I would rather be his lover."
Lin Qianyuan's eyes were calm and lifeless, but the smile in his words did not fade. "The Lin family is always urging me to get married. You and her have a similar background. I just want to know what it feels like to marry someone like you. That's all."
"Is this okay now, Pei Lanqing?"
Lin Qianyuan suppressed his smile and waited quietly for a few seconds. Then, as calmly as usual, he said, "I have something to do. I'm hanging up."
Wu Ma and Qin Yi were still discussing the plot in the living room. They talked to each other in front of the TV screen, and then laughed at the same time. When they noticed Lin Qianyuan coming in, their laughter stopped abruptly.
Lin Qianyuan went straight upstairs.
Qin Yi turned around and looked at Aunt Wu, feeling uneasy. "Auntie, is Miss Lin angry?"
Wu Ma muted the TV and said, "I'll go upstairs and take a look."
Qin Yi nodded anxiously, turned off the TV, and sat downstairs feeling uneasy.
Not long after, Aunt Wu came downstairs and made a gesture to her as if she was turning the key.
Qin Yi didn't dare to speak and became dejected.
She couldn't explain why, she just couldn't bear to see Miss Lin sad. She thought Miss Lin was a nice person. Although she was a little harsh in her words sometimes, she really cared about her.
Not only did he buy her clothes, he also spent money on giving her birthday presents.
Aunt Wu patted her shoulder and shook her head at her.
Qin Yi knew that she could not help, so she could only wait with Wu Ma for Miss Lin to come downstairs on her own initiative. She smiled with difficulty and said nothing.
Zhang Shurui resubmitted the revised paper and while stretching and turning around in his chair, his eyes were fixed on the balcony.
He put on his coat and opened the door. The cold wind blew in his face, and he couldn't help shivering. He asked in a trembling voice, "Aren't you cold?"
Pei Lanqing forced a smile. Perhaps because he really felt cold, even the curve of his mouth seemed stiff and difficult. "A little."
Zhang Shurui was shivering with cold, unable to bear it any longer. He pulled the person into the house and asked, "Who are you talking to on the phone?"
He was busy pouring water and couldn't figure out who it was after a long time of thinking. The only possibility had been ruled out long ago, as the two of them had not been in contact for a long time.
Pei Lanqing held the cup of hot water, his body warmed up, his eyelashes drooped quietly, and he casually said, "Fellow junior brother."
He smiled and continued to explain, "He encountered a problem during his internship. If he couldn't solve it, he would be criticized tomorrow, so he came to me."
They were not in the same group, and Zhang Shurui was convinced of this. "That's really serious."
Pei Lanqing put down the cup and hummed softly.
Zhang Shurui sat there for a few minutes, yawning repeatedly. He took off his coat and went to bed. "You don't want to sleep?"
Pei Lanqing turned on the desk lamp and smiled at him, "Go to sleep. I'll read some more documents."
Zhang Shurui really couldn't bear it anymore, so he ignored him and fell asleep.
Pei Lanqing looked at the computer, the page did not move for a long time, but he still sat there.
In early spring, the bouquets in the garden were about to revive. Liang Siyu took advantage of the temporary freedom to fly to North America. He stayed at another male friend's house for half a month. From time to time, he followed Lin Qianyuan to participate in various exhibitions, under the pretext of seeing the world.
Lin Qianyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, as he had people at home.
Liang Siyu clicked his tongue, indicating that this was different. He was wandering around and accidentally saw a painting.
The main color is dark purple. A person without facial features is immersed in the sea. The sea water is overwhelming, as if the canvas is glass. The water droplets are as sticky as blood. It is shocking at first glance, dark and depressing.
Liang Siyu glanced at the nameplate next to him. He was not surprised by the artist's name, but he was not surprised by the price of the painting. He rubbed his eyes and looked at it again. Then he went to the painter with a look of resentment and angrily accused him, "Lin Qianyuan, I have been asking you for paintings for so many years, why don't you give me any of them?"
He felt that he had missed many opportunities to make a fortune.
Lin Qianyuan didn't understand why he suddenly became mad, and honestly said, "I can't bear to let him go."
"..." Liang Siyu was speechless. What could she do if she lied? Couldn't she just say something nice?
Lin Qianyuan didn't understand why he was speechless. She was tired from shopping and said, "I'm going back."
How could Liang Siyu stay here alone? He hurriedly followed and said, "I'm going back too."
Aunt Wu specially prepared an extra meal. Lin Qianyuan didn't eat much, but it all went into Liang Siyu's stomach.
Liang Siyu had wanted to ask for a long time, "Is she in a bad mood?"
Wu Ma and Qin Yi were both a little hesitant, and after a long while they finally agreed and nodded, "Yes."
Liang Siyu put down his chopsticks and smiled at them reassuringly, "I'll go ask around."
After saying that, he strolled into the studio with his destination in mind, walked around again and again, and casually asked: "How many years will you study for your master's degree?"
Lin Qianyuan was sorting through his drawing papers, not even looking up. "Three years."
Liang Siyu nodded and found a chair to sit down. "I ran into Pei Lanqing during the Chinese New Year. He was having a meal with his tutor."
Lin Qianyuan paused slightly, "Hmm," she answered casually and continued to organize.
Liang Siyu noticed something and asked tentatively, "Do you know where to eat?"
"I don't know," Lin Qianyuan said the truth.
The "connection" in the keychain has long been exhausted, and their current connection is only at the legal level, oh, and in the bank card.
This time, Liang Siyu was really sure what had happened between the two of them, so he naturally asked, "Did they have a fight?"
Lin Qianyuan avoided the question and said indifferently, "What's wrong?"
Liang Siyu laughed dryly, "I'm not the one in trouble."
Lin Qianyuan stood there in silence for a long time, then curved his lips slightly, "I'm fine too."
"..." Liang Siyu was completely overwhelmed. Even if the sky fell, she would still hold him up. He simply took drastic measures, "Why don't you two get a divorce? Let each other go. This is right..."
"Why?" Lin Qianyuan sneered, as if he had considered this situation before blurting out, "Unless he discusses this matter with me personally, I won't consider it."
Liang Siyu muttered, "You make it sound like you two can meet in person."
Lin Qianyuan raised his eyebrows and spread his hands, "Then forget it."
Liang Siyu couldn't help but expose, "Lin Qianyuan, you are avoiding the problem."
Lin Qianyuan folded his hands and snorted coldly, "I don't have any."
"You have, otherwise why don't you return home?"
When Lin Qianyuan heard this, he raised his hand and drove the person out of the studio, "I'm too busy, is that not possible?"
Liang Siyu thought of her artistic value and nodded rapidly, "Okay, okay," he said, changing the subject, "Will you open a studio after graduation? I'll invest in it."
Lin Qianyuan glanced at him and said casually, "Let's talk about it later."
Liang Siyu stood at the door of the studio, a light bulb went off in his head, and he smiled flatteringly, "Don't, I will definitely protect your love after I go back. It's just Pei Lanqing, I promise I won't leave her side for even a step."
Lin Qianyuan's eyes were filled with gloomy emotions as he slowly uttered a few words, "Not leaving for a moment?"
"..." Liang Siyu instantly felt ashamed, thinking that this person really couldn't understand a joke. He angrily changed the subject: "Do you understand rhetoric? Exaggeration, just an exaggeration."
Liang Siyu was at a loss for words about her emotional intelligence. "Really."
Lin Qianyuan still refused to give in, saying, "Let's talk about it later."
After all, they have known each other for so many years, how could Liang Siyu not understand her? He could clearly hear the relaxation in her tone. After returning to China, he would always look for Pei Lanqing from time to time.
Lin Qianyuan didn't say anything at first and answered perfunctorily, but in private she would occasionally stare blankly at his description of his recent situation.
After graduating from school, he went straight to a law firm for internship and has now obtained a lawyer's license and become a practicing lawyer.
Lin Qianyuan flipped through the chat history and found that the chats had been particularly frequent recently. She suddenly realized something was wrong, "What excuses have you been making these days?"
Liang Siyu hesitated, not hiding anything. "I'm planning to start a business recently," he scratched his head. "Don't I need to consult on a lot of legal issues?"
Assuming that he was doing it for his own benefit, so he left his own legal affairs unused, Lin Qianyuan said calmly, "Did you pay?"
She asked bluntly.
Liang Siyu was obviously not in the right situation. He asked every few days, and the occasions were not formal, just places for meals. He never thought about these things.
Lin Qianyuan was a little annoyed, but tried to suppress his anger and said, "Pay him."
"Oh," Liang Siyu didn't dare to refute and did it obediently.
Lin Qianyuan waited for a while until he sent a screenshot of the chat and a voice message, "He doesn't want it."
Doesn't that mean he can't be blamed now?
Lin Qianyuan didn't care, "Pay me according to his consulting fee."
Liang Siyu was dumbfounded and honestly transferred the money to her. What else could he do? He had run into a couple.
Lin Qianyuan clicked to accept it without any psychological burden. After all, she was about to graduate, and it was impossible for them not to meet.
Liang Siyu comforted himself that those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. For the sake of long-term interests and development, this little money is nothing.
In May of that year, during graduation season, Lin Qianyuan received a signing invitation from the gallery. She looked at the email and clicked "Reject" without any hesitation.
Lin Qianyuan lowered his head and replied to Xue Yuan's message, "Yes, I plan to return to China to develop my career."
Xue Yuan called back and said softly, "Contact me when everything is settled. I'm away for a seminar these days and won't be home."
Lin Qianyuan nodded, "Okay."
The temperature in the capital has risen exceptionally fast this year, and the sycamore trees on campus are growing luxuriantly and lushly.
Pei Lanqing had just arranged a meeting with the client and hung up the phone when a voice suddenly came from behind him, "Brother, I'm done here."
He was interning at a law firm when he received a last-minute notice from Qin Shouan, asking him to come to the school immediately to submit his thesis materials. Knowing that Pei Lanqing had a court hearing that morning, and that the court was near the school, he happened to be riding with him.
Pei Lanqing glanced at him and said gently, "Did Teacher Qin scold you?"
He patted his trousers pretentiously and said, "No, I knelt down before him before he even opened his mouth. The old man was too embarrassed to point his finger at me and scold me in front of so many people."
Pei Lanqing smiled but said nothing. He commented seriously, "Actually, you should wear dark pants today. That way it will be easier to remove the marks on your knees."
The younger disciple bowed and saluted to express his admiration, "It has to be Senior Brother Pei."
Pei Lanqing calmly accepted the compliment, turned around to open the car door, and took advantage of his height to look into the campus.
It was class time and there were few people on the road, going back and forth without stopping. Only one figure appeared under the sycamore tree. She was wearing a black suit, had long, straight hair, and was tall. She had her back to the school gate, slightly bent over, and seemed to be making a phone call.
Pei Lanqing was distracted for a moment and involuntarily wanted to get closer, but she left. He stared at that direction, and coincidentally, the Art Academy was over there.
"Brother?" The man who had already taken the passenger seat leaned over and looked over. He followed his gaze and asked, "Do you know that man?"
"Hmm?" Pei Lanqing got into the car, closed the door, and answered uneasily, "She looks a bit like my wife."
As usual, when joining the firm, they would ask about the lawyer's marital status. Therefore, everyone in the law firm knew that Lawyer Pei was not only young and promising, but also married young. Therefore, the junior brother was not surprised at this time, but was a little curious, "Is she also a student of our school?"
He remembered the gossip that she was studying abroad.
Pei Lanqing turned on his phone and said, "No."
He clicked into the chat app, and without thinking, he typed a line of words, "Are you back?"
This page has been opened countless times in the past few years, and each time it was closed by him because of her words "that's all". What is coming will come. Will she come back to file for divorce?
Pei Lanqing wanted to quit, but mistakenly sent the message in the dialog box. He stared at it blankly and tried to withdraw it.
Lin Qianyuan: [Yes.]
Pei Lanqing didn't know what to say. Another voice came from the side, in a weak tone, "Brother Pei, did you have a fight with your wife?"
"..." Pei Lanqing put away his phone and replied calmly while fastening his seat belt, "There was no quarrel."
That night, Zhang Shurui followed Pei Lanqing into the kitchen, the look of surprise still lingering on his face. "No wonder you were always so frugal during your internship. I thought it was just a habit of yours. Why didn't you tell me if you had any difficulties? I could have helped you out."
Although he was also a poor student at that time.
Pei Lanqing turned off the fire and opened the lid of the pot. Mist instantly filled his eyes. He smiled and said, "I can pay it back by myself."
"The reason I bring this up to you now is simply because you mentioned the word 'paying off the debt'. It doesn't mean anything else." After saying that, he filled two bowls of noodles.
Zhang Shurui was so drooling over the chicken noodle soup that he couldn't help but mutter, "Please don't say this to people in the system. You make too much money, and I'm easily jealous."
Pei Lanqing thought for a moment and said with a mischievous smile, "Your Honor, you must always remain impartial."
Zhang Shurui snorted and corrected himself, "Judge's assistant."
He brought the noodles to the table and almost forgot why he mentioned paying off the debt. Suddenly, he remembered the gossip he heard in court today and couldn't help but laugh. "I haven't finished telling you yet. I heard that the woman filed for divorce because she wanted to use the divided property to pay off her lover's debts. Will the man agree to this? He also has a mistress to support. So the two people who were originally trying to mediate in court almost came to blows."
Zhang Shurui sighed, picked up his chopsticks, sipped his noodles, and shook his head. "I finally understood clearly in the civil court: marriage is a grave. Once you enter it, you lose your vitality."
Pei Lanqing paused and said nothing.
Zhang Shurui took another puff and complained enthusiastically, "My mom called me today to urge me to go on a blind date. Luckily, none of you are married, so I have a decent excuse to refuse."
"You know what I said?"
Pei Lanqing felt inexplicably guilty. He took a sip of water and replied without changing his expression, "What did you say?"
Zhang Shurui put down his chopsticks, his face serious, and put on a serious smile, "I say, Mom, successful people are like this, singleness is popular in this circle."
"..." Pei Lanqing lowered his eyes, "Let's eat."
"Oh," Zhang Shurui continued eating. After finishing this bowl, he realized that the person opposite him had not eaten much. When he was about to speak, he heard a cell phone ringing in the living room.
Pei Lanqing walked over following the sound, without looking at the notes, and absentmindedly pressed the answer button.
Lin Qianyuan leaned against the car, looked into the community, and asked calmly, "Pei Lanqing, where are you now?"
She looked away, staring at the green plants on the ground, and continued calmly, "Would you mind meeting me?"
Lin Qianyuan smiled and asked, "Lawyer Pei?"
Pei Lanqing had been in the industry for several years and had heard all sorts of people call him that, but never had anyone called him that, as if he were frivolous as she was. She had always been so different, so different from his routine and boring life. This feeling was familiar, even though they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Pei Lan was silent for a moment, "At home."
Lin Qianyuan looked up and counted the floors. He replied calmly, "I don't seem to have the ability to read minds."
What she meant was, if he didn't tell her, how would she know where his home was?
Pei Lanqing closed his eyes, and the awkwardness disappeared in an instant. He sent the location and said, "Let me know when you get there."
"Well," Lin Qianyuan hung up the phone.
Uncle Chen was fidgeting in the car. When he heard the door open, he tried to speak: "Miss Lin, are we going back now?"
Lin Qianyuan started playing with the dagger in his hand again, his expression indifferent, "No, sit here for ten minutes."
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