Ex-boyfriend
Shen Yanshu was thinking about how to teach Su Bai, when an idea suddenly came to him: let's do it.
Shen Yanshu: Can you call me later? One word was a little cold.
Su Bai: Yeah.
Shen Yanshu looked at the text message and smiled foolishly. She was clearly the one pursuing the guy, but it felt like she was teaching Su Bai how to like her.
This aroused her curiosity about Su Bai even more. She was curious about Su Bai's past, his emotional experiences, and how he was like when he was in love. Was he also as dull as he is now?
Or maybe Su Bai didn't really like him and was just being perfunctory. Thinking of this, Shen Yanshu felt a little lost. Looking at the rabbit expression in the dialog box that was repeatedly patting his head, he thought of Su Bai.
Back home, lying in bed, Shen Yanshu was still thinking about this feeling of being vaguely tugged at by someone, which was both happy and lost. She sat down at the table, took a book from the bookshelf, turned on the desk lamp and read to calm her mood.
At this moment, profound philosophical thoughts surpassed the imagination of love. Without turning a page of the book, Su Bai's appearance had already been described in his mind from the first meeting to today.
Would Su Bai also think of her like this?
In another corner of the city, in a house in a high-rise building, Su Bai looked out the window, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Thinking of Shen Yanshu's warm, heartfelt smile, and the eyes filled with love when he looked at him, how could he not be clear? But it was precisely because it was so clear that he didn't dare to touch it, and he hesitated, but contradictory wanted to confirm whether it was real.
At this time, a white puppy came in from outside, scratching the edge of the bed and whining. Su Bai stood up and held it in his arms, stroking its soft and fragrant fur.
He bought the Maltese at a pet shop after coming to Ningcheng. He didn't want to buy it at first, but it looked pitiful, locked in a cage. The owner said it was a stray dog, so he took it home.
The puppy nestled safely in his arms, and he thought of Shen Yanshu's rose-red hair, wondering if it was also this soft. After a while, he held the puppy and put it in the doghouse.
"Be good." He smiled and spoke softly to it, "Wait for me."
He didn't like uncontrollable, alienated, and self-interested emotions, but now, he couldn't control the most primitive impulse in his body, an impulse that came from his heartbeat, physiologically, and without thinking through his brain, like a knee-jerk reflex.
He returned to bed, wondering if he would receive flowers from Shen Yanshu tomorrow, what topics she would talk about with him, and then fell into a deep sleep.
Guan Cheng didn't pick up his boss until nine o'clock this morning, two hours later than usual. He glanced at Su Bai twice and didn't see much change.
Arriving at the company, Su Bai walked with long legs and a smile to the front desk to greet people. Everything was the same as before.
"Mr. Su, here are your flowers." The receptionist handed Su Bai a large bunch of purple gentian.
Su Bai thanked him and smiled faintly: "So it's Platycodon grandiflorum."
He thought it was still a red rose, but it seems it will be different next time.
Guan Cheng followed behind, feeling incredibly strange. He'd only had two days off, and had his boss been possessed? But when he entered the office and saw the red roses on the table, he was speechless. He wondered who on earth could possibly have gotten Su Bai to accept them.
"Boss, do you know that every flower has its own language?" Guan Cheng asked tentatively.
Su Bai picked up the red petals that fell on the table and threw them into the trash can. He looked up at him and said, "I have a rough idea."
"Then do you know the meaning of red roses and platycodon?"
"Most flowers' language is related to love, right?" Su Bai shrugged. "Is there a big difference?"
"So you knew it." Guan Cheng murmured.
"I think this is common sense." Su Bai signed two documents and handed them to Guan Cheng, "I know this."
Guan Cheng complained in his heart: It's strange that you collected it, and it's even stranger that you have a smile on your face after collecting it.
"Are we always coming at nine o'clock from now on?"
"No." Su Bai said, "From now on, the front desk will deliver the flowers directly to you without having to call."
"Okay." Guan Cheng left.
This matter spread like wildfire to every corner of the company, and some people even came to ask Guan Cheng about it.
Su Bai, who was changing the water for the flowers, did not hear the gossip outside, but received a message from Shen Yanshu: Do you like the flowers today?
Su Bai: It looks good, but there’s no place to insert it.
Shen Yanshu: Then I will send it to you every two days. Platycodon grandiflorum can live for a long time.
Then a cute sighing emoticon was sent.
Su Bai was looking at the message sent by Shen Yanshu, and the water in the vase was almost overflowing before he reacted.
Su Bai: Okay.
He turned off the faucet and looked at the vibrant flower buds, thinking that he had to take good care of them and let them last until the next time he received new flowers.
Shen Yanshu curled his lips when he saw the news, "How cold."
Wen Xianyue was already at her house, helping her choose clothes. "What do you mean by cold?"
"Su Bai." Shen Yanshu threw down his phone and chose with Wen Xianyue, picking out the most ordinary clothes.
It's not good to wear too good or too bad. If it's too good, it will seem like she still has feelings for him. If it's too bad, it will seem like she can't live well without him.
Wen Xianyue sat on the bed waiting for Shen Yanshu to change clothes and said, "I think Su Bai has a face that keeps strangers away, so he must be difficult to pursue."
Shen Yanshu put on his clothes and turned around to show Wen Xianyue: "How is it?"
"good."
"I just like the way he keeps strangers away. It's not good for too many people to get close to him," said Shen Yanshu.
Wen Xianyue sighed: "Okay, okay, it doesn't matter how you look at him now."
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and Shen Yanshu is even more so.
Shen Yanshu followed Wen Xianyue into a private room in a high-end club. The room was already full of people. The birthday boy was sitting in the middle. As soon as the door was opened, everyone's eyes turned to the door.
Shen Yanshu looked around and saw that they were all familiar faces, all of whom were her friends and whom she had met when they were dating. She really didn't want to see that face, so she put the gift on the table and said nothing more.
Wen Xianyue said: "Happy birthday."
Shen Yanshu didn't say anything. She felt that this man was a bit pretentious. She had noticed his affectionate eyes since he came in, as if he was afraid that others would not know. She rolled her eyes inwardly and was about to take Wen Xianyue's hand and sit in the corner when the others started to make a noise.
"Yanshu, please sit in the middle." A boy said, moving to the side.
Shen Yanshu felt it was inappropriate to be disgruntled on someone else's birthday, so he politely declined, "No thanks, I'll just sit over there."
"There's no room on the side, this is reserved for you."
Shen Yanshu tilted his head and looked speechlessly at the man sitting in the middle who had been silent. The colorful lights in the club shone on his handsome face. He had become darker and tougher after not seeing him for a few years, but he was still pretending to be noble and worshipped himself as a love saint.
The man didn't say anything, and the air was frozen. Shen Yanshu had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit in the middle with Wen Xianyue. She deliberately kept a distance from the man.
Men and women began to drink, chat and sing. She felt it was a bit noisy and she didn't like this kind of occasion, but he liked it the most. The man moved a few inches towards her and casually put his arm around her back.
"I thought you weren't coming."
The man was almost leaning next to her to talk. Shen Yanshu felt goosebumps all over her body, but she had nowhere to move.
"Tell me, what did you say to Yueyue?" Shen Yanshu said in a calm voice, trying his best to control his temper.
"Of course—I didn't say anything." The man smiled, leaned over, took a glass of wine from the table, and took a sip. "I really want to meet you. You left without saying goodbye and deleted all contact information. It was so heartless."
"Ashu."
The man's tone was affectionate and ambiguous. This name, which only he had called her, evoked memories that Shen Yanshu had almost forgotten. She remembered how wonderful their love was when they were in love, and how disgusting it was now.
"You slept with someone else, but I never said you were heartless." Shen Yanshu looked at him viciously and said in a low voice, "I think I've given us enough respect. You should just act like a romantic for others."
"But I can't forget you." The man sighed, "In the past few years, I have been thinking about you and your love for me."
"But I don't like you now. If you have a clear mind, you should know what kind of person I am."
"Then your coming here means that you still like me a little bit."
"I just find you disgusting now." She just wanted to leave this place quickly and get away from this disgusting face.
"You hate me only if you love me," the man said. "Ashu, come back to me."
"Fuck you!" Shen Yanshu's voice was so loud that everyone looked at him sideways.
She didn't expect that she hadn't completely fallen out with him a few years ago, but now it would happen again. If she had known, she should have just torn them apart at that time, so as to avoid being entangled and disgusted by this self-righteous bastard.
Wen Xianyue held her hand and she turned her head and sat down.
Wen Xianyue leaned closer to her and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know he would do this. He just said that you just had to come."
Wen Xianyue knew Shen Yanshu. She would not lose her temper easily. There was definitely something unforgivable here.
Shen Yanshu patted her hand. Wen Xianyue was simple-minded and easily influenced. She would really believe his "deep affection".
"It's okay, I don't blame you."
"He said you broke up peacefully, and he'd been looking for you for a long time, saying he just wanted to see you, and he wouldn't let me tell you."
Shen Yanshu knew without thinking how sincere he was pretending to be to deceive Wen Xianyue.
At this time, the waiter came in with a cart containing a large bouquet of flowers and a multi-layered cake.
Shen Yanshu felt that things were developing in a strange direction. She looked at the man with murderous eyes.
The man ignored her and said gently, "Ashu, I know I was wrong about what I did back then. Please give me another chance to make amends. I like you."
Shen Yanshu felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, jumping up from her seat. She was stuck in the middle, with people on both sides, preventing her from leaving. She clenched her fists and sneered, "You really have shame."
"I haven't been able to forget you these past few years. I want to go find you, but I'm afraid you'll be annoyed when you see me." The man said, trying to hold Shen Yanshu's hand but was shaken off. "I really want to get back together with you. Can you give me a chance?"
He seemed certain that Shen Yanshu would not break up with him, and continued to perform.
"Jiang Heming!" Shen Yanshu could no longer bear it and roared, "Am I too generous to you, so you keep pushing me over the head? Have you forgotten that we broke up because you cheated on me? Why didn't you think of me when you slept with other women?"
Wen Xianyue was a little surprised at first, her face gradually darkening. She sat behind Shen Yanshu and looked at Jiang Heming coldly. She suddenly understood why Shen Yanshu had been so resolute at the time and even told her that there were things he couldn't say. It turned out to be this kind of thing.
He actually had the nerve to send her so many messages saying how much he missed Shen Yanshu, and even asked her to be a middleman to find Shen Yanshu. She thought she had done a good thing, but ended up being used. Thinking of this, anger suddenly rose in her heart at being used.
Jiang Heming's face darkened, but Shen Yanshu didn't intend to stop there. There was no need for decency between her and Jiang Heming anymore. She hated entanglement and betrayal, and felt sick at the thought of it.
"Or, you want me to sleep with other women."
"I really overestimated you. But you're as good at pretending as ever. You probably cried your heart out and acted like you loved me so much that you moved Yueyue. You took advantage of her ignorance and innocence and used her. You're really shameless." Shen Yanshu said, "No wonder Mr. Jiang looked down on you for so many years. You really deserve it."
"Jiang Heming, let me say this one last time—"
"Don't you ever fucking appear in front of me again in your life, or I'll really do it. If you don't believe me, try it yourself."
After Shen Yanshu finished speaking, her chest heaved violently. She looked at Jiang Heming with red eyes, and a trace of sadness flashed through her heart. She actually liked such a person.
Seeing that things were not going well, the others made way for Shen Yanshu. Shen Yanshu raised his glass and said, "Today's events have made everyone laugh at me. This is my apology. Please help yourself."
Then drink it all in one gulp.
She walked towards the door, Jiang Heming chased after her and tried to hold her back, but was suddenly grabbed by a man by the wrist.
Shen Yanshu bumped into someone's arms, and the familiar scent of pine resin enveloped her.
She raised her head and looked at the familiar man, his delicate face full of ice. He frowned and looked behind her. Su Bai's suit shrank back because of the movement, revealing a black crocodile leather strap. The adjustment button of the watch was against the back of his hand with bulging veins. She heard the squeaking sound of his hand holding his arm.
She looked back at Jiang Heming. The pain made his face pale, but he didn't say a word and was fighting against Su Bai.
Her angry heartbeat calmed down the moment she saw Su Bai. Looking at his calm gray pupils, she couldn't tell how many emotions were in them, and only one arm was around her waist.
"Su Bai."
Su Bai let go of Jiang Heming, lowered his eyes to look at Shen Yanshu, and said in a calm and gentle voice: "Are you leaving?"
"want."
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