Chapter 108 Inescapable
Chapter 108 Inescapable
It seems the deliveryman brought the second box of goods.
Wen Jin also got up to open the door.
The living room window was open, and as soon as the door was opened, a draft swept through the hallway.
Wen Jin's long, loose hair was blown into disarray, strands of it obscuring her vision.
When she pushed aside the obstacles, she saw Fu Yanjing standing in front of her, his breathing disordered.
His deep, still eyes rippled with emotion.
“You lied on Grandma Xu Xiangbai’s birthday.”
"Woof woof woof—"
His response was a chirping sound.
The unpleasant memories from last time made Chiu Chiu less welcoming of him.
It stuck out its little bottom and barked at Fu Yanjing in a crisp voice, its fluffy head making it look like it was trying to be cute.
Wen Jin was also afraid of being complained about, so she quickly squatted down and picked up Qiu Qiu to comfort her.
The answer was certain; he had no doubt whatsoever.
How did he find out?
Wen Jin also noticed the tense and fluctuating emotions beneath Fu Yanjing's calm exterior.
His presence here was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision.
She felt uneasy, but thankfully, Qiuqiu was in her arms, giving her fragmented emotions a support.
The woman's eyes betrayed her wariness. Instead of answering, she asked, "You came all this way so late just to ask this?"
"This is not a question."
Fu Yanjing acted too normally.
Even when his seemingly all-seeing gaze fell on Wen Jinye's face, his tone remained flat and indifferent.
But the words he uttered were like a thunderclap that exploded in Wen Jinye's mind.
"Wen Jinye, you are from No. 1 Middle School."
"Jiangbei No.1 Middle School".
Fu Yanjing didn't give Wen Jin any chance to escape. "You're a year younger than me, and we spent two years together in the same school."
Determined, striking straight to the heart.
The tone was one of complete acceptance.
Wen Jin also paused in stroking Qiuqiu's head.
Fu Yanjing stared at her directly, seemingly unwilling to miss any reaction from Wen Jinye.
Whenever he tried to test him, Wen Jin would lie, and he could never fool Fu Yanjing.
The early autumn evening breeze was already cool, and a little chirping sound was licking Wen Jinye's palm, indicating to Wen Jinye not to stop stroking it.
This allowed Wen Jin to naturally avoid Fu Yanjing's gaze.
She answered softly, "Yes, Jiangbei No.1 Middle School." Her fingertips, hidden in the fine downy fur, trembled slightly.
You lied to me.
At Professor Chen's dinner party, she and Meng Qinghe sang in unison, making everyone believe that she was from No. 8 Middle School.
“I didn’t lie to you.” Wen Jin looked into Fu Yanjing’s eyes, clear and transparent, without the slightest evasion. “I just didn’t deny it.”
She also did not admit it.
She simply followed Fu Yanjing's words and gave a vague reply.
Everything was just his own assumption.
But why did she give such a vague answer? Was it because she wanted to escape the fact that she was in No. 1 High School and had heard of him and knew him long ago?
He was well-known in high school and was the center of attention for the entire school; Fu Yanjing was aware of this.
Even girls from neighboring schools would make a special trip over here after school just to catch a glimpse of Jiangbei No.1 Middle School's "divine beauty".
Even if Wen Jin were completely oblivious to what was happening around her, she must have known about him long ago.
But she remained silent from the moment she first saw him in the port city.
Was her sincere gaze perhaps because, many years ago, she, dressed in a blue and white school uniform, stood in a corner of the bustling basketball court and had already looked at herself with that same gaze?
Fu Yanjing's heart was in turmoil like never before.
A flood of emotions surged within him, and for some reason, his throat felt dry and uncomfortable.
Fu Yanjing closed his eyes briefly. "Why didn't you tell me? You never told me that you knew me all along."
"When I first appeared in your life, if you had spent even a little time learning about my background, it wouldn't have been a secret at all."
He didn't know, which only means—
He never thought of finding out.
Wen Jin looked quietly into his eyes. Although she didn't know how Fu Yanjing knew, she was certain of one thing—
"Besides, what's the point of telling you? Did my image ever appear even for a moment in your vivid, star-studded memories of high school?"
Wen Jin's nose tingled with emotion, and she couldn't help but choke up at the end, "Will the much-anticipated Young Master Fu also set his sights on me?"
His silence gave Wen Jinye the answer.
Wen Jin also chuckled self-deprecatingly. It was something she had expected, but she still felt sad.
He didn't remember the girl standing under his umbrella in that damp, rainy alley.
I don't remember the closest they got on Wensong Road was between two tables, back to back.
I don't remember that Wen Jin signed up for the school's literary society just to catch a glimpse of him, and every Monday she would put newspapers on the bookshelves outside each classroom.
She squatted on the ground, dawdling and wishing she could fold every single newspaper again, just for that fleeting moment when he walked out of the classroom door.
They would naturally not remember that when Fu Yanjing sprained his ankle while playing basketball, it was the dead of winter, with a biting north wind.
Wen Jin really wanted to do something for him.
The moment she learned that he had sprained his ankle while playing basketball, she panicked terribly and sprinted to the convenience store at top speed. Even though it was the dead of winter and she was on her period, she grabbed the coldest drink and didn't dare put her hands, which were frozen red, inside her clothes.
She was afraid that the temperature in her arms would warm up the ice water.
She ran to the playground just so that Fu Yanjing could apply a cold compress to his ankle as soon as possible.
But when she braved the biting cold wind and ran over, she saw that the girls in Fu Yanjing's class had already gone to the milk tea shop to buy ice.
You can buy a big bag for just one yuan.
She was so flustered, how could she forget this?
Fortunately, his foot was not seriously injured, and Xu Xiangbai grabbed his arm and went with him to the infirmary.
A large group of people played ball together.
Wen Jin stood not far away, surrounded by people watching them play. A group of girls sighed with admiration, and she was insignificant in the crowd.
My hands had long since lost their warmth, but there was no need to give those two bottles of ice water away anymore.
So what if they were in the same high school for two years?
She was just someone who passed through his youth countless times, and was merely a phantom in his memory that could become anyone.
At that time, I didn't feel hardship or heartache.
"A high school doesn't prove anything," she said calmly.
There's not much to say about that.
Back in Hong Kong, he hadn't paid attention to her sincere heart when it was right in front of him, so how could he care that someone had been secretly in love with him for years in his noisy and passionate high school?
Wen Jin had already done something that brought shame upon himself once, and that was enough.
"If there's nothing else, I'm going to sleep."
Fu Yanjing anticipated Wen Jinye's next move, bracing himself against the door frame with one hand and placing the other hand on the door panel.
All of Wen Jinye's efforts were in vain.
After their reunion, he always so forcefully disrupted her life.
"Fu Yanjing, this is considered trespassing."
These words had no deterrent effect on Fu Yanjing.
"Before I barge in, you can invite me first."
The motion-sensor lights in the corridor went out.
One of them was indoors, and the other was outdoors.
Such an ordinary door has created a boundary between light and shadow.
The man's figure was half-hidden in the dim light, and his gaze on Wen Jinye's face was strong and deep.
There's a kind of imposing presence, like someone staring down at a turtle trapped in a jar.
"Wen Jinye, there are some things that need to be made clear today."
You can't escape it.
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A note from the author:
No, does that mean everyone was indifferent to the scene between the male lead and the second male lead yesterday?
I revised it several times!!!
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