The call with Jiang Fei ended.
The phone, still lying on its side, was held to his ear, and he looked dazed.
He had just managed to walk towards Ruan Tang's house with his last breath, but now that breath was gone, and pain began to surge through his body.
—The swelling and pain in the cheeks, the dull pain in the arms and lungs, or the excruciating pain in the legs.
Chen Fang swayed slightly, his consciousness becoming somewhat hazy. He leaned against the wall and collapsed to the ground, the taste of blood in his mouth growing stronger.
After an unknown amount of time, as Shen Fang's vision began to darken, a taxi stopped at the end of the street, its headlights shining directly on him.
Shen Fang looked around blurry; the car lights were too bright, blinding him and making it impossible to see anything clearly.
Just as the car door opened, a figure hurriedly stepped out, running towards him with slightly unsteady steps against the light.
Shen Fang couldn't help but squint, his consciousness growing increasingly hazy. He tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, staring intently at the figure.
It was like a ray of light bursting forth from the darkness, illuminating him and trying to pull him out of the darkness.
He had been holding on for too long, and finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the side, his vision going dark.
In his final moments, he felt a thin arm supporting him, and through the car lights, he could vaguely see the girl's worried eyes.
“Shen Fang!” the girl hugged him. “I’ll take you home.”
It was Jiang Fei's voice.
He remembered that her calf was also injured.
But she seemed oblivious, struggling to support his body and leading him step by step toward the light.
Along the way, Shen Fang didn't know how he got home, nor did he know how Jiang Fei had brought him up to the apartment building by himself. His consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes hazy.
As things gradually stabilized, all he heard was Jiang Fei repeatedly thanking the private doctor, her voice filled with fear and lingering apprehension.
After the private doctor left, Jiang Fei went to his bedside again, gently checked the temperature of his forehead, and carefully fed him warm water and medicine.
The medicine had a sedative effect, and he fell into a deep sleep once again.
Shen Fang fully regained consciousness at 7:50 a.m. the next day.
His whole body ached as if it were falling apart. Chen Fang took a deep breath and looked at his hand. The wounds on his face were covered with ointment, and the wounds on his arms and legs were bandaged.
He tried to sit up, but stopped when he saw the quiet figure leaning against the bed.
Jiang Fei was wearing a light pink nightgown with a white sweater over it. She was sleeping quietly by the bed, her eyes full of exhaustion. Even in her sleep, her eyelashes were still trembling restlessly.
Shen Fang stared at her blankly, his mind replaying the scene of her walking towards him from the light last night, the scene of her hugging him in fear and saying "Let's go home," and the scene of her taking care of him.
He had long been used to her kindness to him, but he never imagined that at two in the morning, she would travel alone across half the city to bring him back.
Shen Fang couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch her cheek.
Jiang Fei frowned, her eyelashes fluttered twice, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Shen Fang quickly withdrew his hand.
"You're awake?" Jiang Fei looked at him in surprise and reached out to touch his forehead.
Chen Fang was taken aback. The warm fragrance emanating from her body lingered around his nose, and because she was leaning slightly forward, he could vaguely see her snow-white skin under her sweater.
"No fever," Jiang Fei breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "The doctor said that thankfully no bones were broken, otherwise it would have taken several months to recover..."
Jiang Fei's voice stopped abruptly, as if she had just realized that the distance between the two of them was too ambiguous. She quickly straightened up and took two steps back, her cheeks flushed: "I'm sorry."
Shen Fang glanced at her expression, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Oh right, you probably haven't had breakfast yet." Jiang Fei thought of something, turned around, and staggered out.
Shen Fang stared intently at her retreating figure: "Your legs..."
"Hmm?" Jiang Fei turned around, then smiled gently. "It's all over now."
Shen Fang looked at the smile on her lips, and his fingertips trembled.
She must be in pain too...
“The doctor said you can’t eat greasy food, so I made some porridge,” Jiang Fei said with a smile as she walked in, the porridge in her hand steaming. She glanced at him hesitantly. “You can’t bend your hand yet, so as not to tear open the wound.”
As Jiang Fei spoke, she sat down on the edge of the bed, took a porcelain spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to his lips. Shen Fang was stunned, his breath caught in his throat. She was feeding him?
Jiang Fei noticed his expression, her eyes darkening slightly, but she still smiled and said, "I know you don't like me getting too close to you, but there's no one else around right now, so just bear with it for now..."
Tolerate?
Shen Fang frowned slightly, then leaned forward and drank the porridge from her hand.
A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Fei's eyes, and she scooped up another spoonful of white porridge.
The two of them moved back and forth with remarkable tacit understanding.
The same thing happened for the next few days.
Jiang Fei would bring him breakfast every day, and the two of them would eat together. She would apply medicine to him, feed him, and even move the projector to his bedroom, afraid that he would be bored.
Jiang Fei even received the spare key that Shen Fang had given her. In his own words, "This way I won't be woken up by her every day. I must return it to him after the holiday."
Shen Fang's injuries were all superficial, and his body was recovering quickly. By the third day, he was already able to eat on his own, but for some reason, he didn't speak.
Jiang Fei never mentioned it.
As soon as Shen Fang's leg began to scab over, Jiang Fei applied the medicine to it as usual, and then suddenly said, "I remember your birthday is coming up soon."
Birthday.
Chen Fang's eyes were somewhat dazed.
Every year before, it was always a cold and indifferent birthday party, with business associates sending expensive birthday gifts.
He always knew that those people were not sending gifts to him, but to his parents and the Shen family behind him.
Later, he began to resist, and never attended birthday parties. If you think about it carefully, he hasn't celebrated his birthday for several years.
"Is it the end of this month?" Jiang Fei asked softly, looking down.
"Hmm..." Shen Fang was about to respond when he suddenly realized something.
His birthday is indeed at the end of the month, when the holiday is about to end.
The end of this holiday meant... Shen Fang glanced at Jiang Fei unconsciously, meaning that she could finally stop bothering him.
He should be happy...
“I asked the doctor, and he said that you can move around a bit after the scabs have formed,” Jiang Fei looked up and changed the subject. “You’ve been cooped up in the house for days, and it’s just me all the time. You must be getting tired of it. Why don’t you go out for a walk today?”
Shen Fang's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked at Jiang Fei.
Are you annoyed?
Why didn't he feel anything?
"Shen Fang?" Jiang Fei called out to him in confusion.
Shen Fang snapped out of his reverie and lowered his head, saying, "Hmm."
The two went to the lakeside where they used to stroll. Jiang Fei's leg injury was much less severe than Shen Fang's, and she was already able to move around normally.
Shen Fang's injury has not yet healed, and he cannot even walk briskly.
Therefore, Jiang Fei had to support Shen Fang as they slowly walked around the lake.
Jiang Fei met many familiar faces and greeted them with a smile.
Shen Fang glanced at her several times.
He had no idea that she had become so familiar with everyone here.
"Is the girl helping her boyfriend for a walk?" someone suddenly said with a smile.
The two turned around at the same time.
The speaker was a kind old man, a stranger to the area.
Shen Fang's hand froze, his brows furrowed slightly, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.
Jiang Fei noticed his movement, loosened her grip on Chen Fang's hand, and her smile dimmed slightly: "Grandpa, he is not my boyfriend."
Shen Fang turned to look at her.
Jiang Fei glanced at him quickly, then whispered, "He's my brother."
Shen Fang's gaze sharpened, and he stared intently at her.
"So you're siblings." The old man quickly waved his hand. "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
Jiang Fei smiled, lowered his head, and helped Shen Fang back along the same route.
Shen Fang couldn't stop recalling the scene from just now. He turned to look at Jiang Fei, who was silent, and couldn't help but say sarcastically, "What? Do you think I'm embarrassing?"
"Huh?" Jiang Fei looked up, puzzled. "Didn't you not want people to misunderstand our relationship?"
Chen Fang paused, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.
He must have seen a ghost to ask that question.
“Indeed, I don’t want to.” With that, Shen Fang withdrew her hand that she had been supporting and turned to walk forward on her own.
Jiang Fei glanced at his retreating figure, and Shen Fang's favorability rating rose to 60.
Just right to the point of liking it.
She really wanted to know just how much she liked him.
"Hey, Shen Fang." Jiang Fei quickly took a few steps and blocked his way.
Chen Fang paused, looking down at the girl in front of him.
Jiang Fei looked up at him seriously: "Let's go out for dinner tomorrow."
Shen Fang frowned, looking at her without saying a word.
“To celebrate your full recovery,” Jiang Fei smiled, her eyes slightly unfocused. “It seems… in all these years, the first time you asked me out for dinner was because of that ‘promise,’ and the second time we came back from the amusement park, you were completely preoccupied with someone else…”
Chen Fang was stunned.
Jiang Fei pursed her lips: "It's just tomorrow, just you and me, no one else, and no agreement."
"Even if it's just to repay me for rescuing you that night, Shen Fang, okay?"
Shen Fang stared at her intently, a pang of sadness in his heart. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "Okay."
Jiang Fei's eyes lit up with surprise: "Then it's settled." As if afraid he might change his mind, she turned to leave, adding, "You can't go back on your word!"
Shen Fang remained standing in the same spot, a slight smile playing on his lips. The next second, he suddenly realized what was happening, pursed his lips, gave a soft hum, and walked into the apartment building.
Meanwhile, Jiang Fei returned home and curled up on the sofa, squinting as she pondered.
In the original storyline, Ruan Tang's father will suddenly fall ill tomorrow. Ruan Tang cannot contact Song Yan, who is working, and instead of calling 120 (emergency services), she asks Shen Fang for help.
Shen Fang not only paid for Ruan Tang's father's medical expenses, but also stayed by her side the whole time.
For the first time, Ruan Tang realized that this "bad boy" also had a soft side, which changed her impression of him a lot, and the relationship between the two progressed rapidly.
Jiang Fei smiled slightly.
She was really looking forward to tomorrow.
The next day, the weather was gloomy.
Jiang Fei walked to the bottom of Shen Fang's apartment building and was about to go in.
Suddenly, the sound of a car horn came from behind her: "Jiang Fei." Someone called her.
Jiang Fei turned her head, then her eyes lit up: "Shen Fang!"
Shen Fang was sitting on a brand-new blue motorcycle. The arrogant and noble young man and such a luxury car made him a very pleasing sight.
Seeing the sudden gleam in her eyes, Shen Fang's heart skipped a beat. He quickly lowered his eyes and said impatiently, "Get in the car."
Jiang Fei was about to step forward, but hesitated for a second and said, "Your leg..."
"It's alright now."
"Can……"
"Just do as I say." Shen Fang's voice deepened.
Jiang Fei silently walked behind him, got into the car, thought for a moment, and then reached out to hold onto the handrail behind her.
Shen Fang frowned unconsciously, glanced at her sideways, didn't move, and just pursed his lips: "I won't care if you throw me down."
"Hmm?" Jiang Fei asked in confusion, then realized what he meant, paused for a moment, and gently hugged his waist.
Shen Fang froze for a moment, then started the car and drove towards the restaurant.
Jiang Fei only loosened her grip on Chen Fang's waist when they reached the restaurant entrance, her cheeks flushed.
Shen Fang glanced at her, and his heart inexplicably soared.
Suddenly, my phone rang loudly in my pocket.
Jiang Fei looked at him.
Shen Fang took out his phone, paused for a moment when he saw the name on the screen, then quickly looked up at Jiang Fei before pressing the answer button.
Jiang Fei couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but she knew it was Ruan Tang calling.
As expected, Shen Fang hung up the phone, hesitated for a moment, looked at Jiang Fei, and handed her a bank card: "You go in first." Then he turned to leave.
"Shen Fang!" Jiang Fei suddenly called out to him, her voice then becoming extremely soft, "Will you come back?"
Chen Fang paused, then said, "...Yes."
After saying that, he left without further hesitation.
Jiang Fei watched the blue figure disappear from her sight. The moment Shen Fang left, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.
meeting?
Nobody would believe that.
But since she was already there, she naturally had no reason not to enjoy the meal.
Jiang Fei turned and walked into the restaurant.
To Jiang Fei's surprise, this restaurant was one of the places where Song Yan worked.
The private rooms on the second floor have one-way glass, so you can see out from inside, but you can't see in from outside.
Through the one-way glass, the restaurant offers a panoramic view, and behind it stands a piano.
While Jiang Fei was leisurely dining in the private room, she glanced outside and saw a man dressed in a waiter's suit slowly walk to the piano and sit down.
Then, the sound of the piano flowed quietly through the hall.
A beam of dim light shone on the person, giving off an air of elegant and refined composure.
The person playing the zither was Song Yan.
Jiang Fei slowly took a sip of red wine. It has to be said that boys of this age always possess a kind of sexiness and glamour that lies between boyhood and manhood.
However, his popularity rating isn't particularly impressive.
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Jiang Fei smiled, not in a hurry to figure out the strategy, since there would be plenty of time after school started.
She looked away and continued eating her lunch.
After an unknown period of time, the piano music suddenly stopped, followed by a piercing noise.
Jiang Fei couldn't help but frown and turn to look.
Song Yan was being grabbed by the collar by a man, but the man was not tall, and the way he grabbed the slender Song Yan made it look rather funny.
Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow; the distance was too great for her to hear clearly.
Just then, a waiter walked in, and Jiang Fei casually asked, "What's going on downstairs?"
The waiter glanced downstairs and said, "It seems the pianist stole someone else's girlfriend."
Jiang Fei glanced at Song Yan's calm expression; he didn't seem like the type to snatch someone away, but...
She lowered her eyes and smiled.
downstairs.
Song Yan never expected that simply taking money from the girl for a piano piece and playing a Moonlight Sonata would lead to such a dispute.
This job is high-paying and easy, but unfortunately, it's probably coming to an end today.
He lowered his eyes slightly, unwilling to get entangled with the man named Wang Qi in front of him any longer, and got up to leave.
"You still dare to leave?" Wang Qi grabbed him. "Today, if you don't bow down and apologize to me properly, and admit that you're a gigolo, don't even think about leaving!"
"Do you believe I can make sure no restaurant will ever hire you again?"
Song Yan paused in his steps.
He knew very well that the people who came to this restaurant were all rich and powerful.
"Hurry up, bow properly to the master and say you're a gigolo, and that you'll never dare to seduce people again, then I'll forgive you this time!" Wang Qi's expression became even more arrogant when he saw Song Yan stop.
Song Yan frowned, looking at the arrogant man in front of him.
Bowing down to someone like that is disgusting.
He turned to leave without any expression.
"You still dare to ignore me?" Wang Qi became even angrier, grabbed a glass of red wine, and splashed it directly on Song Yan's head.
Song Yan stopped in his tracks.
The clothes she was wearing belonged to this restaurant and cost four figures.
The lobby manager rushed over, apologizing to Wang Qi while glaring at Song Yan. Once things calmed down, he went to Song Yan's side and tugged at his sleeve: "Quickly bow to Mr. Wang and apologize."
Song Yan frowned.
Wang Qi objected: "Is saying sorry enough? A poor kid like you dares to steal my woman, what else is he but a gigolo?"
"Today he won't admit he's a shameless gigolo, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, a glass of ice water with a few ice cubes was poured precisely onto his face.
The man snapped angrily, "Who?"
A crisp, clear female voice rang out: "It's me."
The group looked over there and saw Jiang Fei standing there, her eyebrows and eyes delicate and charming, holding a water cup with water droplets in her hand.
Wang Qi glared at her: "Who do you think you are..."
A waiter approached the lobby manager and whispered, "Manager, this young lady used the Shen family's card today."
The Shen family.
Upon hearing this, Wang Qi's expression changed slightly, but he still pretended to be tough as he looked at Jiang Fei: "Who are you to this pretty boy?"
Jiang Fei turned to look at Song Yan, who kept his eyes down the whole time and didn't look at her once. She smiled, walked up to Song Yan, and took his arm: "Girlfriend."
Song Yan finally turned to look at her, his emotions completely unmoved, he simply stared at her.
Jiang Fei turned her head and winked at him.
The lobby manager walked up to Wang Qi and whispered something. Perhaps out of fear of the Shen family, Wang Qi eventually left, cursing under his breath.
The farce has finally come to an end.
Song Yan pulled her arm away from Jiang Fei's grasp and turned to go to the staff area.
Jiang Fei watched his retreating figure. His favorability rating remained as steady as a mountain. She shrugged and turned to walk towards the door.
It wasn't until she went outside that Jiang Fei noticed that the drizzle had somehow turned into a downpour, irrigating the entire city.
There was a soft sound behind me.
Jiang Fei turned her head.
Song Yan had changed out of his suit and was wearing a worn but neat white shirt and black trousers, holding an old blue-gray checkered umbrella in his hand.
Seeing Jiang Fei waiting for the rain to stop, he seemed to be stunned for a moment. Thinking of what had just happened, he stepped forward and placed the umbrella next to Jiang Fei's feet, then nodded to her, turned around and walked into the rain. His white shirt was quickly soaked by the rain.
Jiang Fei watched him disappear into the rain, smiled, and knew the meaning behind Song Yan's nod to her: they were even.
Throughout the entire process, his favorability remained unchanged.
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