Chapter 15 Fifteen Heartbeats "Wear It for You"
That’s what it’s called.
Just as Xu Youjing was about to verify, Wen Huai hurriedly said to him, "Mr. Xu, I have something else to do here. Can I contact you later?"
“…”
The phone in my hand has returned to the lock screen. In the large flat living room, the only sound is the silent TV playing exaggerated cartoon images, which makes the person sitting on the sofa look even more petrified.
Xu Youjing looked at the half minute that had passed and laughed out loud.
It's been so long since you called.
Forget about her husband, she actually dared to put her boss behind.
Well done, Wen Huai.
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Wen Huai, trapped between a box and a wall, sneezed. He sneezed so hard that he nearly hit the box in front of him.
"My rhinitis hasn't healed yet." Lu Zhixue came over and saw the grand scene inside the house, which instantly distracted him. "Did you buy all these?"
"My boyfriend bought it." Wen Huai scratched his nose, thanked him and stood at the door, "He bought too much."
Lu Zhixue withdrew his hand and tried to put it in his pocket, only to find that he didn't have one. "Partner? When did you have a partner?"
"We got the marriage certificate a month before my father passed away, but we haven't had the wedding yet. I'll introduce you two next time."
Still thinking about something, Wen Huai got straight to the point: "I couldn't find a suitable opportunity before, and now is the perfect time."
"What?"
She had already squeezed into the room, holding a red envelope in her hand. Lu Zhixue immediately understood what she meant, but Wen Huai, who had anticipated this, was choking his words of refusal.
"Brother Zhixue, take it. When Auntie fell ill, my dad, as a teacher, couldn't just stand by and do nothing while his student's family suffered. Later, when you came home and secretly left some money, my dad found out. He was first angry, then aggrieved, and finally heartbroken. It wasn't easy for you to just arrive abroad, and you were able to come up with so much money. You've obviously endured a lot. My dad didn't want to hurt your feelings again, so he planned to return it when you got married, but he didn't wait."
The trembling eyelashes concealed the sadness in his eyes. Wen Huai sniffed, but his nostrils were still blocked.
"Now that he's gone, I can only hand it over to you on his behalf."
Tears welled up in Lu Zhixue's eyes: "How can I accept this? I owed it to my teacher. Wen Huai, take it back. I don't want it."
The red seal was pushed back again. Wen Huai didn't want Xu Youjing to wait too long, so he used force on his hand and forced it into his hand.
"Brother Zhixue, my dad was still thinking about Hongfeng before he left. You don't know his temper yet, and you don't want him to have regrets after he's gone, do you?"
Hearing this, the red envelope in his hand became heavy. Lu Zhixue couldn't refuse, so he agreed and walked back with the red envelope in his hands, even forgetting to talk to Wen Huai.
Watching him close the door, Wen Huai sighed, turned around and looked at the overflowing large box. He felt a pain in his forehead, gathered all his strength and kicked the box inward, then closed the door.
Sitting cross-legged on the vacated floor, my phone vibrated as soon as I touched it.
Wen Huai didn't expect Xu Youjing to call her. Her first reaction was that he had something urgent to do. She apologized as soon as she answered the phone: "Sorry, Mr. Xu, I just finished dealing with it and was about to call you back."
“…”
Xu Youjing was almost choked to death by the accusatory words that he didn't even have time to say.
These sincere and rigorous words did not reveal at all the evil deeds that someone had done a few minutes ago, leaving him aside for another man.
But I have to say that the depression in my heart has dissipated a lot.
He opened his mouth, and then heard her say considerately, "Before I hung up, I told you I received the clothes, but you didn't finish your words."
Xu Youjing: "...Yeah."
And they knew they were disturbed.
He stretched his long legs, leaned back, and asked something else: "Your friend came to see you specifically, and you finished talking so quickly?"
The first half of the sentence confused Wen Huai for a moment, but he quickly reacted and explained, "Brother Zhixue didn't come to see me specifically. He must have just moved across from me today, and when he came back he happened to see me with the door open."
Xu Youjing caught the key words: "He lives across from you?"
"Yes." Wen Huai saw that he was interested, and remembering that Lu Zhixue had applied for a job at Peak today, he said more, "His name is Lu Zhixue. He was my father's student, a year older than me. He was very good at math, physics, and chemistry. He later worked in the technical department of the EPO abroad. I think he just returned to China recently and is looking for a job."
Someone automatically ignored the following words and repeated, "Are you also Dad's student?"
Thrilled by this sudden address, Wen Huai took a few seconds to respond: "Yes."
Putting down his crossed legs, Xu Youjing sat up and said, "During lunch, you didn't ask me why I called you yesterday."
Wen Huai listened: "That's right, you said."
He said, "Tomorrow is Grandma's birthday. When the elders are all here, they will inevitably ask about the younger generation's marriage. How do you plan to respond?"
Not knowing what he meant, Wen Huai sat up straighter: "I'll listen to Mr. Xu."
"Listen to me?" Xu Youjing's frown relaxed, and he asked again, "Do you listen to everything I say?"
Wen Huai: "Of course."
"Then why did you still use honorifics when I told you not to?"
“…”
She has a lot of grievances to share.
In her four or five years of working, she had always addressed every leader she came into contact with with a respectful title. Xu Youjing was the first person to mind her addressing him in that way.
Apart from "you" and "Mr. Xu", she really didn't know how to address him in private.
"Difficult?"
His voice came through the hall.
Wen Huai was surprised that he could detect her subtle thoughts, and the throbbing in her heart began to grow. She simply let it go and admitted, "Yes. I used to call you Senior, but now I call you Mr. Xu. If you asked me not to use honorifics in private, I really don't know what else to call you besides 'Mr. Xu'."
Silence fell in his ears, and Wen Huai's straight back gradually lost its strength as time went on.
Her fingers were on the cardboard box, and she thought to herself that she shouldn't have asked him this question.
Even though he was her father's student and her marriage partner, but——
"Isn't this great?"
A clear male voice sounded slowly.
He said, "I don't know what to call you, so I won't. 'You' is fine."
Is it good?
Wen Huai hesitated.
"The old lady heard my phone call yesterday and blamed me for being so distant to you." Xu Youjing half-jokingly said, "If she hears you say that again, I won't have to sit down for dinner tomorrow."
"puff."
She laughed out loud, "Sorry" stopped at her lips and was swallowed back, "Okay, I'll try my best."
Listening to the unyielding smile, the deep space gray metal body reflected the upturned corners of the lips.
He asked, "What time will I pick you up tomorrow?"
Wen Huai subconsciously thought it was Jiang Han coming, and thought for a moment: "Is nine o'clock okay?"
"Can."
"OK."
He said, “Then hang up?”
"good."
Touching the cardboard box, Wen Huai asked again: "Why did you buy so many clothes for me..."
Xu Youjing: "For you to wear."
“…”
"But isn't that too much? If only—"
"I don't offer returns here." His tone darkened. "If you don't like it, you can give it away."
After taking a breath, Wen Huai lowered his eyes: "I understand."
"Okay." His fingertips didn't touch the hang-up button, and he finally said, "Don't forget to apply medicine on your forehead."
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The next day, Wen Huai slept until he woke up naturally, closed the aromatherapy lid and went to wash up.
Looking at herself in the mirror, her hand holding the toothbrush felt a little sore as she thought of those boxes.
She didn't take out all the clothes, she only unpacked one box and put the remaining nine boxes into the empty room.
Her wardrobe simply couldn't hold so many clothes, not to mention the unpacked box, and several pieces couldn't fit in, so she could only wait and make plans later.
Wiping the water droplets off her face with a washcloth, Wen Huai looked at the subtle redness and swelling on her forehead and applied some ointment. It was still early, and she suddenly wanted to try some beef noodles from a place outside the complex, so she dressed and went out.
After coming back from breakfast, Wen Huai started to put on makeup. As it was still early, she took out the coffee machine from the cupboard, intending to make a cup of hand-brewed coffee for Xu Youjing.
Fortunately, the house was fully equipped with all the necessary equipment, making it easy for Wen Huai. She poured the rich, fragrant coffee into the cup in just the right time. Not wanting to be late, she went downstairs fifteen minutes early.
The early morning at the end of August was still a little chilly, but fortunately there was a breeze today and the cloudy weather turned sunny. The hem of her light yellow dress rippled in the wind, occasionally sticking to her slender ankles.
She looked down at the time, and Wen Huai's long hair draped over her right chest blocked her view, so she didn't see Lu Zhixue at the stairs.
When I opened the dialog box with Xu Youjing, their chat was still stuck on the video call the night before.
A sense of emptiness inevitably arose in her heart, but when she thought about seeing him soon, she quickly forgot this feeling.
She thought about saying something, but then felt it was inappropriate, so she withdrew her hand and heard Lu Zhixue calling her.
"Brother Zhixue." Wen Huai smiled, "Good morning."
"morning."
Although Lu Zhixue had seen her a long time ago, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that delicate and gentle face.
He dodged his gaze and saw the gift-wrapped paper bag in her hand. He asked, "Are you going out?"
"Well, to meet an elder."
"Do you want me to take you there? I happen to be free today."
"No need, Brother Zhixue." Her tongue was a little stiff, and her face was hot as she read out those two words, "My husband is here to pick me up."
"...Oh, okay."
Wen Huai glanced at the empty doorway and pointed, "It's almost time, Brother Zhixue, I'm leaving first."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
As they watched the light yellow figure and the man in the plaid shirt part ways, Jiang Han, who was driving the Rolls-Royce not far away, reminded the people in the back seat: "Mr. Xu, the wife is heading towards the community gate. Shouldn't we be there by then?"
Xu Youjing glanced at him and Jiang Han smiled.
He retracted his gaze and looked at the man passing by. He estimated his height and said, "Let's go."
When Xu Youjing arrived, Wen Huai was already standing there. He didn't expect her to be waiting there so early. Just as he was about to drive forward, he saw someone standing next to him, wearing an unsightly plaid shirt.
So Jiang Han didn't go forward, and the two waited in the car.
At this time, a Rolls-Royce passed by the place where they had just stood. Xu Youjing glanced at it coldly and sneered.
He was almost as tall as Wen Huai, but much shorter than him.
...
Wen Huai didn't dare walk far, fearing she would miss Jiang Han, so she thought about waiting for Lu Zhixue to leave before going back. She avoided him because she was afraid he would see that it was Jiang Han who picked her up. If he was admitted to the top university, recognizing Jiang Han would bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.
As soon as I turned around, I was face to face with the cars with consecutive license plates coming towards me.
Jiang Han put the gift in the trunk. Wen Huai got into the car. He didn't expect Xu Youjing to be there, so he handed the coffee to him.
Xu Youjing took it and asked, "Did you just buy it?"
"I didn't buy it. I ground the coffee myself. I don't know if you're used to it."
"Thank you."
“No need.”
Jiang Han in front of him glanced over quickly and then looked away.
Mr. Xu hates the smell of food in the car, not even coffee. If things get awkward later, he'll immediately lighten the mood.
Wen Huai didn't know about this custom, and he still held the cup for Jiang Han in his hand: "Assistant Jiang, I'll give you your cup after we get off the car."
Jiang Han didn't expect that she would have a share and was flattered: "Thank you, ma'am!"
"You're welcome."
When she lowered her eyes, she saw a bony finger pointing at the center console between them, "Put it here."
"OK."
With his hands clasped together, Wen Huai looked out the window.
All the way in silence.
Until the car was parked steadily in the parking space of the Chinese-style courtyard.
The nearly fifty-minute drive was over.
Wen Huai didn't forget to give Jiang Han coffee, and was about to take her out of the car, but turned around to see that there was no one around.
Xu Youjing helped her take it away.
She opened the door and made eye contact with the man waiting there.
Xu Youjing blocked the glaring sunlight for her, and the almost white beam of light fell on his broad shoulders, blurring her vision.
He raised his hand, palm facing her.
"Let's go."
He said.
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