Chapter 62 Milk Tea, An Unexpected Turn of Events, Unspeakable "I've investigated, but still..."
The next day, standing on the street outside the hotel in L city, both of them felt a little regretful.
Fu Ze regretted being too straightforward and not pretending to be weak and frail after recovering from a serious illness.
Now that's settled, once the "sugar daddy" gets up, this "kept canary" can't very well stay in bed any longer.
Yuan Jianxing regretted that he had always let Mu Wangzhuo's dating tips go in one ear and out the other.
Now look what's happened! We finally got to go out with people, but we don't even know what we can do together.
Are we really just going to wander around eating and shopping aimlessly?
Fortunately, Fu Ze was never one to spoil the fun, and he quickly found a breakthrough point first.
He left with the words "Wait for me for five minutes" and then vanished from Yuan Jianxing's sight.
When he reappeared in front of Yuan Jianxing, he was carrying two cups of milky white liquid.
"I borrowed the kitchen from the corner coffee shop owner to make this." Fu Ze handed one of the cups to Yuan Jianxing, raising his chin with a hint of pride. "Would you do me the honor, my patron?"
The liquid inside the glass emitted a visible amount of cold air, while the straw inserted into the liquid subtly revealed a clear and pleasant sweetness.
It's... milk tea?
Yuan Jianxing's eyes widened slightly.
Milk tea is a common food in V City; you can find a shop of any size or size every three blocks on average. However, it is a rare sight in L City, where coffee lovers are obsessed with coffee.
Seeing the slight upturn of Yuan Jianxing's lips, Fu Ze knew that he had perfectly achieved his goal.
During these days of getting to know each other and observing each other, he keenly noticed that Hara Mihoshi had a sweet tooth.
But it's not the kind of sweetness found in chocolate donuts sprinkled with sugar beans in L City; rather, it's more like the sweetness of Meiling porridge and osmanthus lotus root starch in V City—a sweetness that extends from the natural flavor of the food itself.
After realizing this, Fu Ze consciously thought about how to cater to their preferences by using common foods in L City, in case of unforeseen circumstances.
His fourth life motto—
Opportunity always favors the prepared mind.
Doesn't this give him the opportunity to narrow the gap between the two sides?
Having already broken the awkward atmosphere with the milk tea, Fu Ze thoughtfully started another topic: "By the way, did Xing-ge grow up in V City?"
Fu Ze wasn't particularly interested in this question, but he was very curious about why Yuan Jianxing's attitude towards him had changed 180 degrees.
So before we find out what we really want to know, we have to throw out some smokescreens, right?
"Yes and no." Yuan Jianxing's fingers slid along the glass, which was covered in water droplets. "My family originally lived in V City, but later, because my father fell ill and needed to recuperate, we sold our house in V City and moved back to our old home in L City."
“But my school registration is in V City, so every Sunday night I have to go back to V City to live and study at school, and on Friday night after school I take a bus back to my home in L City.”
Even though he was only hearing Yuan Jianxing's description, Fu Ze could already imagine a tiny Yuan Jianxing, about the size of his thigh, carrying a backpack about half the size of his body, sitting alone on the train traveling between V City and L City.
Recite texts, listen to foreign languages, or simply daydream.
I wonder if Hara Mihoshi was the same as he is now when he was a child, meticulous and the kind of person who looked like a good student.
Sealing away the imagined miniature Yuan Jianxing, Fu Ze casually asked, "Then, Uncle, now..."
"He passed away, but thankfully his passing wasn't too painful." Yuan Jianxing's expression was calm and indifferent, as if he were reading an official document.
Fu Ze was speechless.
At times like these, words like "please accept my condolences" are the most powerless form of comfort.
Or rather, most of the time they are more helpful to the person who says the word than to the person who hears it.
At least Yuan Jianxing certainly doesn't need this kind of perfunctory comfort.
As we walked onto a covered bridge, we happened to see a couple leaving nearby who had made room for a bench, so we sat down.
“But my mother couldn’t get over it.” After settling in, Yuan Jianxing continued, “Because she loved my father so much, she insisted that I transfer to a music school in L City, so that I could become my father’s classmate and study the saxophone, which was my father’s best instrument.”
"So strictly speaking, I spent most of my time before I was thirteen years old in L City."
The age of thirteen seemed to have touched a nerve with Fu Ze.
Although he had no direct interaction with Yuan Jianxing until he was placed in Wan Chuanqiu's body and pinned against the wall by Yuan Jianxing, this did not prevent him from glimpsing a corner of Yuan Jianxing's legendary life through other people's narration.
And the content that will definitely not be missed is—
Yuan Jianxing was brought back to V City by Xu Xiezhi, who was then an ordinary executive officer, despite opposition.
The reason why Hara Misaki was sent to a juvenile detention center was because he smashed the head of the scumbag professor who had sexually assaulted Hara Misaki's mother by threatening him with his college admission.
Although public opinion at the time was mostly in favor of Hara Mihoshi, the court ultimately ruled in accordance with the laws in effect at the time.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Yuan Jianxing will remain in the juvenile detention center until he turns sixteen, and then be transferred to prison to spend the rest of his life.
Fortunately, life is always full of surprises.
There are many different opinions about the specific details of this matter, but the final result is that thanks to Xu Xiezhi's discerning eye for talent, V City gained a CEO who could make any villain tremble with fear.
While Yuan Jianxing was still contemplating whether to reveal the remaining non-classified information, Fu Ze surprised him by exclaiming, "So, you're quite good at playing the saxophone? I didn't realize you had such artistic talent."
Yuan Jianxing blinked slowly.
Is this the main point of the story?
However, this method of extending the topic is also very clever, completely avoiding any issues that might offend the story's protagonist.
Yuan Jianxing rubbed his right thumb, which used to be covered with a thin callus but had now fully recovered, and said softly, "I haven't bragged about it for many years, I've basically forgotten how."
"What a pity." Upon hearing this, Fu Ze's eyes darted slightly left and right.
Sensing this subtle movement, Yuan Jianxing turned his head to look at where the other person's gaze was falling.
As luck would have it, a street performer was standing there, having just taken a saxophone out of its case. On the music stand in front of him was a QR code for receiving tips.
Yuan Jianxing silently turned his head back.
Did this person want to lend me a saxophone so I could perform on the spot if I had answered "yes"?
This is absolutely something Fu Ze would do.
"And what about you?" Just as he finished speaking, Yuan Jianxing's Fu Family Special Milk Tea was empty, with only a few crystal-clear ice cubes reflecting the rare sunny weather in L City.
"What were you doing before joining Cummins Corporation?"
Fu Ze didn't expect Yuan Jianxing to ask him this question.
As a CEO who is highly suspicious of his own identity, this person should have thoroughly investigated his life story long ago.
Noticing Fu Ze's hesitation, Yuan Jianxing took the initiative to explain, "I've looked into it, but I still want to hear what you have to say."
Fu Ze subconsciously bit down on the straw.
It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, it's that he... can't say it.
To avoid being exposed, he would conduct a thorough investigation of the original owner of the body each time he switched bodies, whenever conditions allowed.
Therefore, his mind was filled with the lives of many people, including Bogdan and even Wan Chuanqiu.
But unfortunately, this did not include his own.
It was as if he had suddenly appeared in this world one day, carrying only a name and a "death and rebirth" that ordinary people could not understand.
Of course, he could also simply recite Bogdan's life story to Hara Misaki.
But then, it wouldn't be Fu Ze's story.
There's a certain amount of disappointment in letting down the sincerity that Hara Kensei showed.
Seeing that the other party did not respond for a long time, Yuan Jianxing took a step back: "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. There's more than just this one thing you haven't told me."
After all, the relationship between the two people is no longer the kind where they would fight to the death if they knew even a little less.
Moreover, he wouldn't force others to make a choice unless it was required by the mission.
Perhaps only when the matter concerning the "key" is settled will Fu Ze be able to truly open his heart to himself.
He has the patience and confidence.
Just as Yuan Jianxing began to think about how to naturally, or at least not awkwardly, start the next topic, Fu Ze crossed his arms and looked righteous: "I'm not unwilling, I'm just thinking about how to express it better and more systematically."
He immediately raised a finger and poked Yuan Jianxing's arm, saying indignantly, "What you're doing is no different from suddenly dragging me onto the stage to give an impromptu speech."
Yuan Jianxing felt somewhat helpless.
If he had simply answered yes to the saxophone, this person would have definitely pulled him over on the spot to replace the street performer and play a few tunes.
There are even cases where, during this period, the other party's QR code might be replaced with their own, under the guise of "collecting labor remuneration on behalf of the other party."
This person's double standards are really obvious.
However, now that he had finished explaining his part, Hara Mihoshi was happy to transfer the social pressure to someone else.
"How long do you plan to prepare? Do you need any external assistance?" he asked, unusually jokingly.
To everyone's surprise, Fu Ze seemed to have received some kind of hint and snapped his fingers.
"Shooting. Let me activate my nerves with some exercise, that should be enough."
Immediately afterwards, Fu Ze stood up and took the cup from Yuan Jianxing's hand.
Because his movements were so swift, he almost completely covered Harami Hoshi's hand before taking the cup away.
Instantly, Yuan Jianxing felt his body stiffen involuntarily.
If the slightly cool, dry hand that Fu Ze had casually slipped between Yuan Jianxing's fingers when he turned off the alarm the morning before yesterday felt docile and obedient,
So, the feeling that the other person had placed their wet and warm hand on the web of his hand when they took the cup away from him was vivid and lively.
They are completely different, but both are very real.
Unlike the chaos and turmoil on the original Jianxing side, there were naturally many more Fuze there.
He first threw the nested empty cups into the trash can with a dart-throwing motion, then turned around with his hands on his hips: "I'll take you to the place I used to climb over the wall to when I was in the Executive Special Selection Group."
Yuan Jianxing's pupils suddenly trembled.
That's a place that neither the L City Executive Academy nor the secret agents sent by Yuan Jianxing have been able to investigate thoroughly to this day.
But now Fu Ze has actually chosen to take me there on his own initiative...
Does this mean that you are trustworthy and unique in the other person's eyes?
Suppressing the turmoil of emotions surging within him, Yuan Jianxing casually replied:
"good."
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Author's Note: [Cat emoji]
What does it mean to be in a chaotic world all by yourself?
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