Chapter 26 Feng Xingyun felt a warmth in his heart and nodded…
Feng Xingyun felt a warmth in his heart, nodded, and his deep eyes unconsciously lit up. He looked up at him slightly, his lowered brows and eyes showing deep affection.
"I'm going to take a shower now." Although taking a shower after drinking could easily lead to accidents, he felt that someone would be watching him, and he always felt that he smelled of alcohol on himself.
Liu Duanhe was also a common man, and of course he liked good looks. He smiled gently and touched his cheek lightly, "Okay, take your medicine quickly."
After taking his medicine, Feng Xingyun took his pajamas and went to sleep in the bathroom of the guest room. Liu Duanhe sat down on a chair at the bathroom door and waited.
Since she couldn't go to sleep now, Liu Duanhe simply started dealing with the work emails in her inbox.
Secretary Wei hasn't taken a break at this hour; his status still shows he's online.
Liu Duanhe wasn't surprised by his workaholic nature. She tapped him on the work software and sent him the document she had just finished processing.
His phone suddenly vibrated once, and then vibrated again after a while. He picked it up and looked at it.
[Dad: Your mother and I will be back from our business trip in a few days. Let's go back to the old house for dinner together on Sunday night.]
[Mom: Your father and I are going back to Beijing on Friday. You can go back to the old house tonight.]
Liu Duan and Gu Jingwu gave the same brief reply.
[Liu Duanhe: Okay.]
The two never sent any more messages, but Liu Duanhe didn't care. Their family had always had such a cold relationship, though they always appeared harmonious in public.
Liu Duanhe has already passed the stage of wanting her parents' attention and love. Since childhood, she has not received love from her closest relatives, only cold indifference and sweet treats after being slapped. First, she felt pain and doubted herself because everyone said that parents love their children, and she wondered if she was not good enough and therefore did not deserve it.
The pain becomes so intense that you become numb, but as you grow older, a long period of peace emerges.
Liu Duanhe no longer cared about their attention and concern; his only goal was profit, to bring everyone the attention and recognition he deserved.
However, his mood still couldn't be suppressed and worsened. He heard the sound of clothes rubbing together inside, and Liu Duanhe stood up.
The bathroom door clicked open, and Feng Xingyun appeared to be completely sober.
He came out drying his hair, not daring to look Liu Duanhe in the eye. "Thank you for taking care of me tonight. I'll treat you to dinner when you have time."
Clutching the towel in his hand, Feng Xingyun's face was still wet with water droplets, which blinked off his eyelashes.
Liu Duanhe habitually put on a polite smile, "It's alright, it was my oversight. The fruit wine in the cabinet looked too much like a beverage, which is why you drank it by mistake."
Feng Xingyun was stung by his polite attitude, pursed his lips and stopped talking, once again mocking himself for his previous narcissistic belief that Liu Duanhe liked him.
Liu Duanhe took the chair out and closed the door.
The next morning, there was a class during the second period. Liu Duanhe and Feng Xingyun both got up very early. Liu Duanhe always got up at this time, so it surprised Liu Duanhe that Feng Xingyun was also up.
After all, they had always been roommates. Feng Xingyun used to have classes at 8 a.m. but he could only get up at 7:30 a.m., and the number of times he could get up early was very limited.
Feng Xingyun had a hazy dream all night, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes. From the moment he first saw Liu Duanhe in the morning, he kept avoiding looking into his eyes.
After leaving Liu Duanhe last night, he lay in bed, not knowing if it was the alcohol causing his excitement, and it took him at least an hour to fall asleep. Once asleep, he started dreaming. The dream initially depicted the scene from tonight, but the subsequent developments were completely different. From the moment Liu Duanhe collapsed onto his lap and watched him walk away in a daze, things became completely wrong.
Liu Duanhe softly pressed herself against his legs, hooked her arms around his neck, pressed him down, and kissed him intimately, their lips and tongues intertwined. Then she continued to kiss him lightly like a small animal, and then the dream was completely out of control.
Feng Xingyun didn't sleep at all in the latter half of the night. After waking up from a damp and sticky dream, his face remained pale and flushed for a while before he came to his senses. He got out of bed, washed his soiled clothes, and took a cold shower. By then, it was already quite bright outside.
He couldn't figure out how to face Liu Duanhe all day, so after class he went straight to the bathroom to calm down and avoid him.
He had absolutely no experience in dating and had never felt romantic feelings before; at this moment, he was utterly confused.
Did he really consider Liu Duanhe a friend?
Feng Xingyun was a little overwhelmed, but who would have a erotic dream about their best friend!
Is this normal? Could it be lust at first sight? After all, they were so intimate last night, and Liu Duanhe's appearance is indeed at the level of a magical attack.
However, Feng Xingyun never realized that he was a lecherous person. Could it be that his threshold was too high?
He felt he needed to calm down for a few days and sort out his true feelings towards Liu Duanhe.
The apartment was well soundproofed, and Liu Duanhe had no idea about Feng Xingyun's story from the early hours of the morning. However, he still noticed something was wrong with Feng Xingyun from his unnatural expression.
Liu Duanhe is a very controlling person, especially towards those he considers to belong to him.
When the break ended and there was only one minute left before class started, Feng Xinyun returned to the classroom from the restroom.
After hesitating for a moment, he still sat down next to Liu Duanhe.
Liu Duanhe, however, did not buy it. He coldly moved to a seat, leaving one seat between himself and Feng Xingyun.
Feng Xingyun's gaze deepened. Although he was thinking about whether to stay away from Liu Duanhe for a few days to figure things out, after being seemingly disliked and ignored by Liu Duanhe, Feng Xingyun immediately felt uncomfortable, as if he had been pricked by a needle.
Not wanting to return to their previous relationship of mutual distrust and indifference was Feng Xingyun's only thought at that moment.
He turned his head and asked naturally, "Why did you suddenly move to sit outside?"
Liu Duanhe smiled, looking somewhat surprised, and said, "I saw you standing in the corridor hesitating, and I thought you didn't want to sit with me."
Feng Xingyun sensed the veiled threat in his words, but he felt relieved. It was a good thing that Liu Duanhe would tell him about his obvious emotional changes; what he feared most was the inability to communicate honestly.
His voice was low and slightly hoarse as he frankly admitted his subconscious thought upon hearing those words: "Of course not, I want to attend class with you."
Liu Duanhe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said gently, her phoenix eyes light, "That's good. But you've been in the bathroom for too long. If you have a health problem, you should get it checked out."
Also, you've been in the bathroom for too long and smell of smoke, so don't come near me until you change your clothes and take a shower.
Even the most astute person cannot see through what others are thinking 100%; at most, they can only guess roughly.
Seeing that Feng Xingyun hadn't dared to look at him all day and didn't seem to want to say anything, Liu Duanhe had no choice but to push him a little.
Knowing his germaphobia, Feng Xingyun subconsciously took a step back after hearing this.
I felt a little regretful; I should have stayed in the corridor.
He opened his mouth to say something, but the teacher had already opened the PowerPoint presentation, and the class bell officially rang.
Liu Duanhe had already turned on his tablet and was listening attentively to the teacher's lecture.
Feng Xingyun had no choice but to swallow back what he wanted to say.
He roused himself, listened attentively to the lesson, and tried to distract himself from the thoughts that kept running through his mind about Liu Duanhe, as well as the irresistible urge to keep his eyes on Liu Duanhe.
Liu Duanhe was used to being stared at. In the next class, Feng Xingyun started staring intently at him, but he could completely ignore it. He took notes on his tablet, listened attentively, and even suddenly had an idea for a new product planning scheme.
After class, Liu Duanhe didn't just walk away, as that would be a bit like passive-aggressive behavior and could easily hurt someone's feelings. He waited for Feng Xingyun to finish packing up and then ate with him again, but they talked noticeably less on the way.
This time, Liu Duanhe wasn't the only one taking a shower at noon. His two roommates were surprised to see that after Liu Duanhe finished showering, Feng Xingyun also went into the bathroom and closed the door to take a shower.
Feng Xingyun had no idea that he hadn't opened the game in a long time since Liu Duanhe returned from the hospital. He tossed and turned in bed for a while, and after successfully getting a warning from Liu Duanhe, Feng Xingyun finally calmed down.
He picked up his phone from beside his pillow and sent a message to Zhao Yi, whom he was quite familiar with.
After thinking about it, he also sent a message to his father.
[Xingyun: Dad, how did you realize you liked my mom back then?]
[Feng Xingyun: How did you know you had feelings for someone else?]
He subconsciously didn't want to put Liu Duanhe and Zhao Yi together, and only vaguely mentioned other people.
Zhao Yi hadn't gone to bed for her afternoon nap yet; she was studying at her desk.
Upon seeing the message on his phone, he was first surprised, then puzzled and curious. Feng Xingyun was always aloof and arrogant, as if no one cared about him, yet he would gossip and ask him such a down-to-earth question.
Zhao Yi thought for a moment, then typed and sent it.
[Zhao Yi, a legal scholar: I feel happy and content whenever I think of Liu Duanhe. I feel jealous, anxious, irritable, and nervous when I see him chatting happily with others. My heart races and my lips involuntarily curl into a smile when I talk to him.]
Feng Xingyun's parents have always been very busy, constantly traveling for work and attending meetings. Fortunately, their family education for him was largely intact, but it did not affect his rebellious and unruly behavior during adolescence at all, and the influence still lingers to this day.
Zhao Yi was still typing, but there was still no response regarding Feng Xingyun's father.
[Zhao Yi, a legal scholar: I want to be with him, holding hands on dates, spending every day and night together. The last thing I see before I close my eyes is him, and the first thing I want to see when I open them is him.]
[Zhao Yi, a legal scholar: Even knowing that the possibility of Liu Duanhe accepting me is close to zero, I still can't help but fantasize about a future with him and want to talk to him.]
[Zhao Yi, a legal scholar: Even simple words of advice and concern can make someone happy for a long time, making them want to hug, kiss, or even do something more.]
[Dad: Why are you asking this? What, do you have someone you like?]
[Dad: It was when someone went to propose marriage to your mother, and your maternal grandmother mentioned it to your paternal grandmother. The instant I heard it, I wanted to smash that bastard's head in, and then I realized that I actually liked your mother.]
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