Chapter 205: Little Dog, I Want to See You
Chapter 205: Little Dog, I Want to See You
My grandmother is getting old.
In addition, I've been feeling unwell and weak lately.
I chatted with Wen Jin for a while, then drowsiness overcame me, and I fell asleep in the rocking chair without realizing it.
Mencius' mother came over and covered her grandmother with a thick blanket.
He glanced at the dark window outside and waved to Meng Qinghe.
He lowered his voice and instructed Meng Qinghe, "It's getting late outside, take reporter Wen home."
Then he turned to Wen Jinye and smiled, "Thanks to you today, reporter Wen."
Wen Jin replied shyly and politely, "It's nothing."
"Let's go, Jinye, I'll take you home."
After leaving the entrance hall, Wen Jin thought about going to the pet hospital to see Qiuqiu first, so she waved her hand and refused:
"I'll just take a taxi back; I'm not going home right now."
Meng Qinghe: "Where are you going? I'll take you."
"Chirp has been having stomach problems lately, so she went to the hospital for an IV drip."
When Qiuqiu was mentioned, Wen Jin's eyes softened like water. "She's pitifully in the hospital. I wonder how she'll complain to me with such a pitiful expression when we get there."
Meng Qinghe insisted on seeing her off, saying, "Then I should go and see her even more."
They went downstairs together.
The soft light from the streetlights outlined the figures of the two walking side by side.
The wind picked up outside.
Wen Jin's hair also fell in the wind.
Suddenly, the hand tightened around her neck, causing Wen Jin to flinch.
Are you cold?
Meng Qinghe made a move to take off his coat.
"No need, no need, it won't be cold once we get in the car."
"Alright then."
Meng Qinghe's car was parked across the street.
Just as the two were about to walk over, a clear bark from a puppy came from the side.
The familiar voice made Wen Jin subconsciously turn her head to look in the wind.
Turning around, I saw a white, rolling figure not far away, its tail wagging as it ran towards me.
Behind its petite figure, a man stood against the lamplight, his posture upright, his shirt thin.
His slender fingers, like thin bamboo, held a lit cigarette between them.
I don't know how long it's been since I last smoked; the ash has accumulated to a considerable length.
He lifted his thin eyelids, and in the dim light, his features appeared even more dark, but the gaze that fell on Wen Jinye was as light as a feather.
Wen Jin's heart skipped a beat.
In that moment of stunned silence, a flood of questions rushed through my mind.
What's Chirp doing here?
he--
What are you doing here?
Before those questions could even be uttered, they were interrupted by Chiu Chiu's flapping of her trouser legs.
Qiuqiu really missed Wen Jinye after not seeing her for a day.
The whimpering sound was just like a spoiled child.
Wen Jin quickly squatted down and hugged Qiu Qiu, kissing its little head several times.
Fu Yanjing remained standing in place, watching without taking a single step forward.
Meng Qinghe, on the other hand, seemed to suddenly realize the truth.
I want to ask something, but I have no standing to do so.
All I can do is focus my attention on Chiu Chiu.
Of course, Chiu Chiu remembers Meng Qinghe.
She started to wriggle out of Wen Jinye's arms again, whimpering as she snuggled into Meng Qinghe's embrace.
A smile finally broke through Meng Qinghe's usually tense expression.
Not far away.
The cigarette between Fu Yanjing's fingers burned out.
Meng Qinghe's clear, cold laughter was extremely grating.
Watching them get along so well, smiling as they playfully tease the puppy in their arms, it was as if they were a harmonious family of three.
Fu Yanjing felt even worse.
An absurd and laughable idea emerged.
It turns out that it wasn't Chiu Chiu who was abandoned by her mother.
Instead, he was abandoned by the mother and daughter.
And to this day, she hasn't even asked a single question.
A dog and a person appeared out of nowhere.
None of them seemed to pique her interest.
Perhaps it was because it heard what he was thinking.
Wen Jin finally turned around to look at him, "Chirp it..."
"The nurse sent me a message saying it could be discharged. So I picked it up on my way."
Picking up Chiu Chiu is just on the way.
So what if they both appeared here at the same time?
When did he find out he would be here tonight, and when did he start showing up here, just waiting for her to appear?
Thinking back to the previous times, Fu Yanjing's experiences of being in the same environment as Meng Qinghe were not pleasant.
Wen Jin was also eager to end this awkward and uncomfortable scene that filled the air.
A multitude of guesses swirled in her mind, and she asked softly, "Then what are you doing here?"
"I've come to pick you up." He paused, glancing subtly at Meng Qinghe behind Wen Jinye. "Let's go home together."
That sounds a bit awkward.
I wanted to refute it, but then I felt that it made some sense.
Such ambiguous words were clearly said on his own initiative.
"In that case, there's no need for Dr. Meng to take you there."
"It wouldn't be a problem for me to deliver it today."
Meng Qinghe's voice held a barely perceptible tension, "Mr. Fu, you should also have your own social interactions today."
"You're right." Fu Yanjing nodded regally. "So I stood here in the cold wind all night, and now I'm going home with you. That shouldn't bother Dr. Meng, right?"
Meng Qinghe was momentarily speechless.
Suddenly, I realized what had happened.
When I saw Fu Yanjing this time, he was very different from before.
If it were before, when Fu Yanjing saw him, his sharpness and imposing presence would have been a constant warning to him.
It is an authority whose possessions and territories are absolutely inviolable.
But now...
Meng Qinghe was still able to keenly sense Fu Yanjing's displeasure towards him.
But it's no longer so compelling.
Instead, there was a kind of calm that came with the approach of death.
and……
If Meng Qinghe hadn't misheard, his reply just now seemed to be—
Is there any suspicion of her trying to gain sympathy?
But in any case, some people care.
Wen Jin, carrying Qiuqiu, walked towards Fu Yanjing, "You've been waiting here all night?"
Fu Yanjing replied nonchalantly, "Hmm."
Wen Jin frowned, not quite understanding: "What are you going to do?"
Fu Yanjing took two steps forward.
Suddenly, the distance between the two people closed.
The perfect height difference meant that his slight bending over and lowering of his head was enough to block most of the light from Wen Jinye's eyes.
“Little dog.” He paused at just the right moment in his deep voice, his words carrying a deeper meaning, “I want to see you.”
It's like a thread, winding around my heart.
Fu Yanjing repeated, "The puppy wants to see you."
As if to testify for Fu Yanjing, Chiu Chiu licked Wen Jinye's palm.
Fu Yanjing's eyes were like a burning yet harmless dark fire, making his calm expression seem to have gained a touch of possessiveness.
Wen Jin's slender shoulders swayed slightly.
He held out his hand. "It's getting windy. Come on, I'll take you home."
A gust of wind suddenly blew by.
Wen Jin also felt inexplicably dizzy.
She should have questioned Fu Yanjing.
He learned how he found out his whereabouts and the reason he was there.
She hated his masterful control over her life and his cunning, manipulative manner.
She refused to be like before, letting him manipulate her and do whatever he wanted.
Yet there was an irresistible urge to get closer.
Beneath the heavy stone she was pressing down in her heart—
It sprouted.
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