The atmosphere inside the room suddenly became eerie.
Jian Zhi, panting, said, "Okay, then explain yourself, what are you and Shen Xingsui doing here?"
“I…we…”
Shen Xingsui chimed in, saying, "Can't you see what you're doing?"
Jianzhi turned to look at Shen Xingsui, and when he saw the suitcase in Shen's hand, he immediately became alert: "What are you carrying?"
“My own things.” Shen Xingsui’s gaze towards Jian Zhi also contained hostility, and her voice was much colder: “Jian Zhi, I’m asking you, did you take the things from my secret room?”
A hint of unease flashed in Jane's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He said, "Is it any of your business?"
“Those are mine.” Shen Xingsui said these words almost from the bottom of his heart, his voice finally filled with barely suppressed anger: “You know very well how much I cherish these things, why did you do this?”
Jian Zhi looked at Shen Xing Sui's red eyes and listened to his almost resentful tone. His heart trembled for no reason, but at the same time, a strange and somewhat exhilarating sense of revenge rose in his heart.
That's right, he really hates Fu Jinxiao.
He hated that person for taking away the status and resources that originally belonged to him. If it weren't for that person blocking his way, he would be a superstar by now.
That's right, he also resented Shen Xingsui.
Why is it that this good-for-nothing younger brother is more talented than me and can still thrive in the entertainment industry?
He should feel that he is never as good as me, that he should always follow behind me, and that he should desperately realize his own incompetence!
Jian Zhi said, word by word, "How is it yours? I think you must have made a mistake. Shen Xingsui, the money you spent on these things was our family's money. This room, this place, all belong to the Jian family. You are no longer a member of the Jian family, and I have the right to dispose of our family's things. It has nothing to do with you!"
It is winter now, around the beginning of spring, just before summer. In this same room, in the same place, Jian Kuo once stood here, saying the same words. These past twenty years, every day and every moment, seem to have been torn apart and scattered here, like a joke.
Even though he was prepared, Shen Xingsui's eyelashes trembled slightly. The grief and anger he had been trying to suppress all came together at this moment. His heart felt tight, as if something was pressing down on it, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. Almost instantly, a tear rolled down his cheek, but he did not show any sadness on his face. Instead, he chuckled softly.
When Jianzhi saw him crying, he was inexplicably stunned.
The moment he said those words, he regretted it, but he didn't know what to say to salvage the situation.
Shen Xingsui lowered his head, as if to calm down some emotions, and then he said, "If that's the case, then according to this logic, if I work part-time or do side jobs, the money I earn is not yours, but mine, right?"
Jianzhi couldn't refute it, and could only softly reply, "Mm."
Shen Xingsui took a deep breath and walked to the cabinet next to his bed. He moved the cabinet back a bit. It was a double-sided cabinet, but no one had ever discovered its secret. When the cabinet was turned over, it was found to be filled with two layers of albums and CDs, as well as some merchandise. All of these belonged to Jian Zhi.
Jane recognized him at a glance, and he exclaimed softly, "You..."
“When I was in school, there was a time when some classmates wanted to learn musical instruments, and I would teach them. These were all bought with the spare change I saved from my tuition fees.” Shen Xingsui looked at the dusty shelves. “Later, you forbade me to listen to your songs and forbade my classmates to know that I was your younger brother, so I put these things here to keep. I earned them all with my own hard work, so I think they should all belong to me, right?”
Jane seemed to have guessed something, and a bad feeling crept into her heart. She stepped forward and asked, "What are you going to do..."
Shen Xingsui picked up the standee from the shelf, disassembled it, and threw it on the ground. The glass figurine smashed against the smooth tiles with a crisp cracking sound. Next came the CDs. He swung all the CDs on the floor with one arm, and the cracking sound echoed throughout the room. He stood next to the CDs, watching them fall as if they were some kind of trash.
It's a cloudy and rainy day. A little rainwater is sliding down the window and leaving cracks.
Jane looked at his albums scattered on the floor, his voice trembling with anger: "Are you crazy?!"
Shen Xingsui looked at his exasperated appearance, but sneered and returned his words verbatim: "This is my property, and I have the right to dispose of it."
Just when Jian Zhi thought it was over, Shen Xing Sui turned her gaze back to the hidden door.
There lay his treasured possessions, broken CDs and ruined figurines, and his shattered beliefs.
Shen Xingsui's gaze gradually turned cold. Without hesitation, he turned around, picked up the small wooden cabinet next to him, took two steps, and slammed the cabinet hard onto the ground. The huge impact caused the already fragile CDs and albums to shatter, with white fragments scattered all over the ground. Some were broken in a corner, while others were completely cracked.
Jian Zhi's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart ached inexplicably at that moment, as if not only the disc was shattered, but something else was also completely broken and could never be restored. His eyes reddened almost instantly. He didn't know whether he was sad or angry. If he was sad, what was he sad about? He only knew that when he saw Shen Xing Sui's cold and resolute gaze at the shattered disc, his heart was filled with turbulent anger.
Jane couldn't contain her anger and roared, "What are you doing?!"
As if a string had snapped in his mind, he strode over, grabbed Shen Xingsui's hand, and gripped it tightly, blurting out in anger, "You idiot! Who gave you permission to smash things? My album is mine in my house, and so are all your lousy manuscripts. I can do whatever I want with them. Let me tell you the truth, I threw away all the trash on that broken bookshelf in your room a long time ago. I've disliked that hypocrite Fu Jinxiao for a long time, and you actually become his fan? You're just as brainless..."
"Smack!"
The crisp, loud sound of a slap echoed in the room.
Jianzhi's words came to an abrupt halt as a bright red handprint appeared on his face. From birth until now, his father and brothers had never hit him. This was the first time in his life that he had been hit by Shen Xingsui, so for a moment, he was completely stunned.
quite a while
Jane turned her head, looking at the person in front of her in disbelief, and murmured, "You hit me?"
Shen Xingsui looked at him coldly: "You disgust me."
The cold words felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over Jianzhi from head to toe. He wasn't sad when Shen Xingsui questioned him, and he only felt angry when the album was shattered. But after Shen Xingsui's extremely resolute words, his heart felt as if it had been inexplicably struck, and he was so depressed that he couldn't speak.
Jian Zhi's face was contorted with rage. He was a man who cared a lot about his reputation, and he raised his hand as if to strike Shen Xingsui. An Ran, who was standing by, couldn't stand by and watch. He rushed over and said, "Second brother, second brother, you can't! You can't hit him! Otherwise, the Shen family will never forgive us!"
Jian Zhi was furious, but An Ran's words brought him back to his senses. He had almost forgotten that Shen Xing Sui was no longer someone he could bully at will, but he couldn't just let him go so easily either.
"What's in your box?" Jian Zhi pointed to the box next to Shen Xingsui: "Isn't this our property? You can't take it away, or I'll call the police for burglary!"
Shen Xingsui seemed to have anticipated this, and smiled at An Ran, saying, "I can be invited in by your good brother An Ran at the door. If you call the police, that would be even better. I can have a good chat with the police officers about what you did, and maybe I can even meet some media friends and get you on camera right now, how about that?"
An Ran was pulled out again, her face turning pale.
He could almost feel Jian Zhi's furious gaze fixed on him from behind. He had been scheming and plotting, but he never imagined that he would be outmaneuvered by Shen Xingsui.
Jian Zhi didn't care about all that. He knew how much it would affect him if some of the articles were exposed, so he stepped over and tried to forcibly take Shen Xing Sui's suitcase. Just then, a phone rang in the room, breaking the deadlock.
Jane stopped in her tracks.
Shen Xingsui took his phone out of his pocket. The caller ID showed Fu Jinxiao. He was taken aback, answered the phone, and hesitated before saying, "Hello?"
Fu Jinxiao's voice came from the other end of the phone, deep and steady, giving people a sense of inexplicable peace: "Where are you?"
"I'm...at the Jian family's house." Shen Xingsui told the truth: "I'm on the second floor retrieving my things."
Fu Jinxiao, however, was very observant. He noticed that Shen Xingsui's voice was different from usual; it was a little hoarse. He only sounded like that after crying, so his gaze darkened and his voice dropped several decibels: "Did they bully you?"
Shen Xingsui was silent for a moment, unsure of what to say.
Fu Jinxiao was incredibly clever; he understood perfectly in that instant, and his voice softened considerably: "Turn on the speakerphone."
Shen Xingsui did as she was told, and the voice on the other end of the phone naturally became louder. Fu Jinxiao's voice came through clearly, and the others in the room could hear it: "Come downstairs, I'll be right outside."
Shen Xingsui was taken aback, as were Jian Zhi and An Ran.
Fu Jinxiao seemed completely oblivious to everyone's stunned silence. His voice was slow and deliberate, sounding quite polite, but beneath that refined elegance lay a chillingly threatening edge: "Or I can go up."
"..."
The room fell silent.
Jian Zhi wasn't afraid of Shen Xingsui, but he was afraid of Fu Jinxiao. If that person came up, he had no doubt that Fu Jinxiao, that mad dog, might see the mess in the house and not only wouldn't be afraid of him calling the police, but he might also slap himself in the face again.
Shen Xingsui glanced at Jian Zhi, who was standing there dumbfounded, and her expression softened considerably. She gently replied, "Okay, I'll come down now."
Fu Jinxiao said, "Don't hang up the phone yet."
Shen Xingsui responded.
He dragged his suitcase toward the door, stepping over the debris and mess on the ground. When he was kicked out before the New Year, he didn't know what fate awaited him, where he was going, or whether his new family would accept him. So he didn't dare to take anything with him because he didn't know if he would have a place to live or if he would be homeless. He had been like that in his previous life, so he didn't dare to bring many things with him in this life, for fear of having nowhere to put them.
He never imagined he would have the chance to come back and take these things home.
Yes, go home.
He has a home now. At the beginning of the year, when he was kicked out, he had nothing and no one was waiting for him. But now, even though he is leaving the same room, downstairs or not far away, there are people waiting for him to go back. They give him the confidence and strength to leave this room and this home with firm steps.
As he passed Jian Zhi, he looked at Shen Xing Sui, as if he wanted to reach out and stop her. Shen Xing Sui stopped and looked at him, her eyes devoid of any emotion. He paused, then looked at An Ran not far away, turned to Jian Zhi and chuckled softly, "Actually, you're a pathetic wretch too."
Jianzhi was stunned.
Shen Xingsui didn't give him time to understand or process things, and simply walked past him and left.
Inside the room, Jian Zhi froze in place because of Shen Xing Sui's words. He had always been proud and confident that he was many times stronger than Shen Xing Sui, but he never thought that one day he would be said such a thing.
Pitiful?
Jane swayed. Was he pitiful?
An Ran rushed over and caught him, anxiously asking, "Second Brother, Second Brother, are you alright?"
Jian Zhi snapped out of his daze and looked at him. His face was pale, but An Ran showed no concern for him. Instead, she kept nagging, "What should we do? If Shen Xingsui goes back, will he tell Brother Fu and the Shen family? Will they do something to harm us? Did Suisui just take something important? Will he spread rumors about you online? I..."
Before she could finish speaking, An Ran met Jian Zhi's resentful and angry gaze.
"If it weren't for you, would he even be able to get in?" Jian Zhi was absolutely furious.
An Ran felt a pang of panic under his gaze and quickly said, "Brother, why are you blaming me? I was threatened by him, and I had my reasons. Besides... I'm just concerned about you right now, aren't I?"
Jian Zhi used to think his younger brother was really well-behaved, sensible, and cute. In any case, he was much more respectable than that foolish Shen Xingsui. But for some reason, the more he looked at An Ran, the more hypocritical and pretentious she seemed. No matter what, it was an undeniable fact that he had brought Shen Xingsui in, and he wasn't stupid. He immediately sneered, "Then what's your reason? Tell me."
An Ran choked on his words. He spoke softly, but it was always an attempt to excuse himself, his eyes seemingly brimming with tears: "I can't say for sure, but brother, you have to believe me. I really have my reasons, and I didn't expect it to turn out like this. And brother, you don't need to be afraid. You haven't done anything wrong, so why are you afraid of Shen Xingsui? Could those manuscripts really be yours..."
"Smack!"
Enraged, Jianzhi swung his hand and slapped him across the face.
An Ran was stunned. A clear handprint appeared on his face, making him freeze on the spot. He didn't expect that his second brother, who always doted on him, would hit him. Although he knew that Jian Zhi was not a good person and treated Shen Xingsui very badly, he didn't expect that he would hit him.
However, Jian Zhi showed no regret or pity. He looked down at An Ran and said coldly, "An Ran, I'm warning you, no matter what your reasons are, if I fall from grace in the entertainment industry and the Jian family is in trouble, don't think you can escape unscathed!"
An Ran choked up.
Looking at Jian Zhi's cold expression, he vaguely sensed that he might have caused a great disaster, and immediately became frightened. He stepped forward and tried to tug at Jian Zhi's sleeve: "Second Brother..."
Jian Zhi was quickly dodged. He turned and walked outside, leaving An Ran with only a cold, disdainful look: "Don't call me brother anymore."
"Bang!"
The door was completely closed, and the room was a mess.
The drizzling rain outside seemed to foreshadow a future of mud and sand for the Jian family.
...
downstairs
Shen Xingsui dragged his suitcase downstairs and was surprised to see a car not far away. He stood downstairs for a moment, stunned. The car door opened and someone came out. The tall man was wearing a black trench coat and holding a dark umbrella. His leather boots were on the ground, and the rain acted as a curtain, creating a foggy filter for him. The man walked firmly in the wind and rain and stopped in front of him.
Shen Xingsui looked at the man in front of her in disbelief and hesitated before asking, "Teacher Fu?"
Fu Jinxiao looked down at him: "Are you alright?"
Shen Xingsui quickly shook his head, looking at him with a mixture of surprise and delight, and said, "But how come you're here?"
Fu Jinxiao smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you I was here?"
"But... I thought you should be working or something right now," Shen Xingsui stammered, "How did you end up here?"
"What could be the reason?" Fu Jinxiao seemed to see through his thoughts, bent down, and tilted the umbrella towards him. The man's handsome face was magnified in front of Shen Xingsui, his dark eyes met his gaze, his amorous phoenix eyes slightly raised, and he smiled faintly: "I wanted to see you, so I came."
The rain pattered against the umbrella, and Shen Xingsui suspected that his heartbeat was louder than the sound of the rain. His face flushed red in an instant, and he suddenly felt at a loss.
Fu Jinxiao, however, watched his shy expression with great interest, and then picked up the suitcase, saying, "Go back to the car, it's windy and rainy outside."
Shen Xingsui then realized what was happening and responded.
When they got back to the car, they realized Shen Xingchen was missing and asked curiously, "Where's Second Brother?"
“He had a very urgent notice that required him to go to the scene immediately, but he was worried about leaving you alone. Luckily, I was nearby, so I came over.” Fu Jinxiao closed the car door and then said, “I’ll take you home.”
Upon learning the reason, Shen Xingsui responded softly, "Okay, thank you, Teacher Fu."
Fu Jinxiao got into the car from the other side.
While in the car, Shen Xingsui was intentionally or unintentionally fiddling with her fingers. Just as she was looking at it, someone grabbed her hand. Fu Jinxiao looked down and asked, "Are you injured?"
Shen Xingsui had a scratch on his hand from when he was handling the CD, as well as other small cuts from when the CD broke: "It's okay, they're all minor injuries."
Fu Jinxiao lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, her gaze containing some displeasure: "These are your hands, used for playing the piano. Even a small injury shouldn't be ignored."
Shen Xingsui immediately looked like a student who had been scolded by a teacher: "I'm sorry!"
Fu Jinxiao smiled helplessly.
There's been a traffic jam because of the rain, and we haven't made any progress in almost half an hour.
The driver said, "Sir, the traffic jam ahead is terrible. It's been pouring rain all night, and I don't know when it will stop."
Fu Jinxiao looked up at the barely moving traffic ahead and said to Shen Xingsui, "I have a house very close to this street. Your wound needs treatment, why don't you come to my place for a while?"
Shen Xingsui was shocked!
Seeing his stiff reaction, Fu Jinxiao assumed he was unwilling and said, "It's okay if you're not willing, it was my presumption..."
Shen Xingsui panicked: "No, no, I'm willing!"
"..."
The car was silent for a moment.
The driver smiled faintly, not daring to turn around.
Shen Xingsui was afraid of being misunderstood for speaking too quickly, and after she finished speaking, she belatedly blushed. Why did it seem like she was shameless enough to go to someone's house...
Fu Jinxiao's lips curved slightly, and he nodded gently: "Okay, I understand."
!!
Don't say things like that!
Shen Xingsui felt that if there were a hole, she would crawl into it and never come out.
But can it really be true that I can go to my idol's house? At the beginning of the year, I didn't even dare to dream about this. Back then, I wouldn't have dared to even think about visiting Fu Jinxiao's house. Just seeing Fu Jinxiao was an incredible luxury. Now it's so dreamy... Oh no, I feel like I'm going to be overwhelmed by the bubbles of happiness.
No, no, Shen Xingsui, you need to have some self-respect and be more reserved!
His complex emotions along the way could fill a book. Finally, when the driver entered the residential area, Shen Xingsui realized that this was actually the most expensive area and residential area in A City, the capital. Even people outside of Beijing knew the name of this Imperial Capital Mansion. It was a place where every inch of land was precious, and it was home to all kinds of business tycoons and entertainment stars. He heard that if you wanted to buy a house here, you had to verify your assets of at least 1 billion yuan.
The car entered the underground parking garage, and as I got out, the entire garage was filled with a row of luxury cars.
Fu Jinxiao led him upstairs and said, "I remember that your teacher Tuya lives downstairs from me. If it happens, you two might be able to say hello."
Shen Xingsui said somewhat awkwardly, "What if Teacher Tuya asks me what I'm doing here?"
"Hmm?" Fu Jinxiao leaned against the elevator wall, his tall frame exuding a certain imposing presence. A faint smile played on his handsome face as he slowly and deliberately asked, "What are you doing here..."
For some reason, Shen Xingsui's earlobes turned slightly red, and she dared not look at the man's face.
That's foul, that's so unfair! How can someone be so handsome and charming? Stop laughing, who can resist this!
Calm down, calm down
I'm just a guest here, Shen Xingsui, don't overthink it!
Fu Jinxiao, on the other hand, was quite relaxed, like a big bad wolf leading his little pet on a tour of his territory. After unlocking the door with his fingerprint, Shen Xingsui finally saw the true face of the house. The decoration was in a cool color scheme and was relatively simple, but it exuded a high-end feel everywhere. The small ornaments on the coffee table and bookshelf were very exquisite, and many of Fu Jinxiao's limited edition albums and figurines were displayed on them.
He used to own and collect these things.
After seeing the empty bookshelf in the Jian family's house, Shen Xingsui despaired, thinking he would never see it again, but unexpectedly, he saw it here.
Fu Jinxiao's teasing voice rang out from behind: "If you want to visit, you'll have plenty of time to look around later. Change your shoes and go in first."
!!
Shen Xingsui froze, feeling both ashamed and annoyed at herself for spacing out. She hurriedly changed her shoes, grabbed her suitcase, and didn't know where to go.
Fu Jinxiao said, "Put your suitcase there first. You can sit on the sofa and I'll go get you some clean clothes."
"Oh, okay." Shen Xingsui instinctively wanted to agree, but then belatedly realized her mistake and panicked, saying, "Clothes? What do you need a change of clothes for?"
Fu Jinxiao was amused by his panicked little look and raised an eyebrow: "Take a bath."
Because it was raining, and this guy must have done something at the Jian family's house that made his clothes very dirty, and he must have been sweating and uncomfortable. It was raining outside, so it would be better for him to take a shower before applying the medicine to his hands. However, Shen Xingsui obviously didn't understand this meaning and even misunderstood it.
Shen Xingsui had heard rumors about unspoken rules in the entertainment industry before. He'd heard a lot about how many big stars were promiscuous in private, using excuses like being in a hurry to call people to their homes, but he never thought Fu Jinxiao would do that…
Thinking of some strange things, Shen Xingsui's delicate face flushed red. He sat on the sofa, stammering as he spoke, his fingers curling up: "Should I take a shower now? I...I...I don't think it's...right?"
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