Chapter 92 Brother Yan~
Xu Nansheng really doesn't like Wen Yue.
Although she has always been gentle, tolerant, hardworking and virtuous, a woman's intuition is never wrong.
Xu Nansheng just hated her, unconditionally.
She would be extremely unhappy about living in her own home.
But Xu Nansheng was also very clear that if she really left, her eldest brother would be worried about her again.
In this case, it would be better to find a way to make the eldest brother realize Wen Yue’s true nature and give up on her completely.
Xu Nansheng stood up and said, "Just live there. It's next to Mrs. Chen's room on the first floor. Isn't it empty? Just live there."
After saying that, she went upstairs.
But he did not go back to the room directly, but hid in the corner and secretly observed the situation downstairs.
Sure enough, her useless elder brother went to coax others in a humble manner and asked her not to bother with him?
What are you worrying about?
Does she mind my generosity in taking in this homeless but ambitious woman?
At night, Xu Nansheng tried all kinds of things to make trouble. One moment he said he was hungry and wanted to have a midnight snack, the next moment he said he was too full and couldn't sleep, and the next moment he said he had insomnia and wanted to find someone to play poker with.
In short, whenever Wen Yue wanted to look for Xu Jingze, or Xu Jingze wanted to look for Wen Yue, she would always appear at the right time to interrupt their time alone.
If it were someone else, they would have gotten impatient after all this trouble.
But Wen Yue never complained and always said with a smile, "Shengsheng is so cute. It's good to be young. I can't even eat any midnight snacks now. My stomach is easily upset."
Xu Jingze immediately became nervous.
"Are you feeling sick in the stomach? Do you want to go to the hospital now?
I asked you to return to China a few years ago, but you refused. You had to suffer alone outside, with irregular meals. It would be strange if your stomach was in good health. ”
After muttering like an old lady, Xu Jingze stood up and went to the kitchen to cook millet porridge for people.
"Millet porridge is good for the stomach. Wait a minute, I'll make it now."
Xu Nansheng couldn't stop him, and Wen Yue followed him to the kitchen, saying that he would help him.
"What do you need to help me make porridge?"
"Then I might as well talk to you. We haven't seen each other for many years, right?"
Seeing that his attempt to cause trouble failed, Xu Nansheng returned to his room in boredom.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Gu Beiyan coming out of the bathroom after taking a shower.
It's only been a short time, and entering her room is like being at home?
Xu Nansheng quickly closed the door and lowered his voice as if he was guilty.
"Why are you here? When did you come?"
Gu Beiyan wiped his wet hair and asked, "Didn't you say you were hungry and wanted to have a midnight snack?"
night snack?
Wasn't that an hour ago?
Has he been here for so long?
Before I could ask more questions, a box of taro cheese balls was handed to me.
The little lavender balls are neatly packed in the small box.
There were six in a box, and Xu Nansheng ate three in no time.
There is a thick layer of taro paste on the outside and cheese with a rich milky flavor on the inside. One bite will give you the feeling that your life is complete.
It is Xu Nansheng’s recent favorite.
But she just ate this twice more among many desserts. How did Gu Beiyan find out?
It’s sweet upstairs and harmonious downstairs.
Wen Yue drank the millet porridge cooked by Xu Jingze. While rushing to wash the dishes, his finger was accidentally cut by the knife placed next to him, and blood ooted out from the tiny cut.
Xu Jingze hurriedly tried to find the medicine box, but saw Wen Yue put his injured finger directly into his mouth.
For a moment, Xu Jingze almost lost his mind.
Just like before, Gu Beiyan slipped away before dawn.
As if Xu Nansheng had done this many times before, the first thing he did when he got up was to lie on the terrace outside the bedroom and look down.
There was a place where the grass was not growing much. Xu Nansheng reasonably suspected that this was where Gu Beiyan stepped on every time he jumped out of the window or climbed up.
Guo Fanyu's funeral was scheduled at the funeral home in Nanshan. The road up the mountain was not easy to walk on, and there was a sudden drizzle on the way. There was a lot of fog on the mountain and visibility became much lower.
The original 40-minute drive took an hour.
Xu Jingze was driving, Wen Yue was sitting in the passenger seat, and Xu Nansheng was sitting in the back seat working on the Qingfengling development project on his computer.
Although her brother did not allow her to participate, she was the one taking the lead in this matter. She did not want to disappoint the villagers of Qingfengling, and she was not confident in leaving the plan to other people.
In front, Wen Yue had been chatting with his brother, and would turn back from time to time to say a few words to her, but he would turn away angrily because Xu Nansheng ignored him.
Xu Nansheng's likes and dislikes were all shown on his face, and Xu Jingze could see it all.
He was happy about the change in Wen Yue's attitude towards him after his return, which made him feel hopeful.
But Shengsheng's attitude made him somewhat worried.
Is there any misunderstanding? Or was it because he was too radical and brought the person home, which made Shengsheng unhappy, and then she transferred her emotions to Wen Yue?
When the car arrived at the funeral home, Xu Nansheng put away his computer and followed his brother out of the car.
There were many black cars parked outside the funeral home. Based on the parking positions and the dazzling license plate numbers, Xu Nansheng could roughly guess who drove the car.
Having grown up in this circle, I am no longer surprised to see luxury cars being sold for free.
But Wen Yue is different.
Xu Nansheng walked behind the two of them and noticed that although she tried to stay calm, her eyes always unconsciously glanced at the expensive luxury cars.
Perhaps it was because her gaze on his back was too strong, Wen Yue subconsciously turned around to look at Xu Nansheng.
She smiled gently, explaining herself with self-deprecation.
"Am I very unworldly?"
Xu Nansheng smiled without saying anything and did not jump into the pit she dug.
The drizzle was like silk, the water vapor was like fog, and puddles formed on the ground, reflecting the towering mountain peaks and the funeral home shrouded in dark clouds.
Xu Nansheng took a breath, and the cold air entered his nose, and he couldn't help but shiver.
Just as I was debating whether to leave my brother behind and jog in to keep warm, a warm and large suit jacket came over me.
The clothes still carried Gu Beiyan's camellia scent, which was the smell of the shower gel in her bedroom, mixed with a very light cigar smell. It was unexpectedly harmonious.
She looked up and greeted politely.
"Mr. Gu."
It’s not appropriate to call him uncle, I won’t be able to face him at night.
There is an inexplicable sense of shame in calling him brother.
Xu Jingze was not far ahead. Gu Beiyan stood not too close to her, maintaining a gentleman's distance, with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing tall beside Xu Nansheng.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the wind seemed to have died down a lot when he stood there.
"Your brother gave his coat to others instead of you, and you wear my coat and call me Mr. Gu? Miss Xu is quite unfamiliar."
Xu Nansheng's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she blinked at Xu Jingze behind her back.
Gu Beiyan seemed not to understand the look in her eyes and continued.
"Your brother and I are about the same age, why don't you also make peace with him and call him Brother Yan?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jingze heard the noise and turned back, pulling Xu Nansheng and hiding him behind him.
"Gu Beiyan, stop teasing my sister. We are of different generations, why are you calling me Brother Yan?"
Xu Nansheng noticed Wen Yue's burning gaze a few steps away, and in a fit of anger, she shouted in a delicate and coquettish voice.
"Brother Yan."
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