Chapter 73 Confession
Chapter 74 Confession
Fang Qing was still struggling with the quilt when Wen Ning came back with a plate of watermelon. Seeing her like this, he thought she was very cute.
"Come and eat watermelon. My elder sister has been at the well for the whole afternoon. It's sweet and cool."
Fang Qing's mind was full of Wen Ning's words at this moment, so he had no intention of eating melons. Seeing Wen Ning approaching, he simply lay down with the quilt covering his face and curled himself up in it.
"I don't want to eat anymore. I'm sleepy. You, you go back and rest." A muffled voice came, causing Wen Ning to raise his eyebrows in surprise.
You want to get rid of him with such a crude excuse, do you think he can't see it?
Wen Ning didn't say anything. He put the watermelon down and opened the door. With a creaking sound, the door closed again.
Fang Qing, who was hiding under the quilt, heard the door open. He listened quietly for a while, and when he saw there was no movement, he felt relieved, lifted the quilt and gasped.
"Oh my god, he's finally gone..."
"You're so happy that I'm leaving..."
Wen Ning's voice was a little cold as it exploded behind Fang Qing, frightening Fang Qing so much that he sat up all of a sudden, "You, you left, didn't you?"
Wen Ning folded his arms and sat down beside the bed, moving closer and closer. His expression was calmer than Fang Qing had ever seen. "If I leave, I won't be able to hear your truth. I just didn't expect that you hate me so much."
Fang Qing saw the disappointment and hurt on his face, and suddenly felt a little panicked, "No, no, I don't hate you..."
Wen Ning was feeling a little depressed. "You're in such a hurry to get me out. You must be fed up with me."
Fang Qing quickly shook his head, "I've never thought about it this way, but what you just said, I... don't know how to answer."
Of course she didn't hate Wen Ning. She should have been excited that such an outstanding man confessed his love to her, but she felt very flustered and uneasy.
Because she was very self-abased. How could she be worthy of the elegant Wen Ning? He deserved better.
What's more, Wen Ning is the person Xiaoyu likes, so she can't do this.
"You, don't you like Xiaoyu? And Xiaoyu likes you too. I'm Xiaoyu's friend, so I don't think what you said is appropriate."
Wen Ning frowned after hearing this explanation, "Xiaoyu? She is my sister, and that girl has been like this since she was a child. When she sees a good-looking brother, she shouts that she wants to marry him. You don't have to pay attention to her."
But Fang Qing felt that this matter was not as simple as Wen Ning thought. She shook her head and said seriously, "Xiaoyu once told me that you were the only one who treated her well since she was a child, so she swore to marry you. I don't think she was joking, so I think you should think this through first."
Wen Ning lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded, "So... it seems that I was overthinking it, but Xiaoyu and I are really not what you think."
Wen Ning thought back to the past and felt that since he had made his feelings clear, many things should be made clear. He did not want to cause any misunderstandings between the two.
"Xiaoyu was only five years old when she first came to our house. Uncle Tang was on an emergency mission, so he left the child at the door and left. The child didn't cry in the middle of winter. When I found her, her face was already frozen purple. It took my mother and I to rescue her. Maybe it was because of the baby bird complex, the child has been very dependent on me since then..."
Listening to Wen Ning recalling the past, Fang Qing leaned against the head of the bed and listened quietly. What seemed to be before his eyes was the past of a weak little girl seeking warmth.
Wen Ning was also impatient at first. He hid in the study every day and didn't want to pay attention to the child. After all, he was still a child himself. How could he have the patience to take care of a kid who was only two years younger than him?
But one day, the coal stove in Wen Ning's room did not burn completely, and Wen Ning gradually lost consciousness in the room. Xiaoyu was the first to discover the clues, and she cried and called the neighbors, which saved him from being suffocated to death.
At that moment, Wen Ning looked at the little girl crying pitifully while hugging his legs, and suddenly felt that he was a bit cruel. But then, after learning about Xiaoyu's pitiful life experience, he felt more sympathy.
"So, I treated her like my own sister and was more patient with her than with Lingzi. It was also because of this that Lingzi thought we were partial to Xiaoyu since she was a child. In fact, we were just being more tolerant."
But Fang Qing still didn't believe it. "You have never been so gentle and indulgent to any girl, and... you two really act like a couple..."
Wen Ning rubbed his brows. It seemed that his past behavior had caused Fang Qing to misunderstand him a lot! He really didn't think that much about Xiaoyu. His past habits might really cause misunderstandings in the eyes of others.
Wen Ning finally understood at this moment that he still knew too little about women. He could solve complex problems and see through other people's tricks, but he couldn't understand their delicate thoughts.
"Fang Qing, to be honest, no one has ever told me this since I was a child, and I never paid attention to it. If you hadn't said it directly today, I wouldn't have known that I was such a person in the eyes of others."
Wen Ning paused and looked at Fang Qing, "Xiaoyu is my sister in my eyes, and I will make it clear to her. Now, can you consider my question just now?"
Fang Qing exhaled. Although Xiaoyu's story was explained clearly, she still couldn't believe it. Another important reason was...
"You... don't like boys? So it's still impossible for us to be together."
After Fang Qing was silent for a while, Wen Ning almost choked to death on his own saliva when he heard this explanation.
"Ahem... Who told you this? I'm a real man, and I think my sexual orientation is... normal."
Fang Qing stared at him and argued, "I'm not kidding. I saw you with my own eyes when we were jogging at night in the winter of my freshman year in high school...you and a boy...hugging each other!"
Wen Ning was confused. "I did participate in the night run, but I always ran with everyone else and returned to the dormitory after the run. Are you sure the person you saw was me?"
Fang Qing recalled the situation of that day. Although a long time had passed, the impression was still very deep. Fang Qing actually remembered Wen Ning's clothes and the situation at that time.
After hearing this, Wen Ning finally understood, "I only wore that dress once, and then it was borrowed by a classmate. When I got it back, it was cut and I never wore it again. So, the person you are talking about is not me."
Fang Qing scratched his head, lowered his head and muttered awkwardly, "It's not you... I thought you were my sister..."
Seeing Fang Qing's expression, Wen Ning finally calmed down a bit. "Fang Qing, I'm serious. Please don't feel burdened. Tell me what you think of me. Even if you want me to give up, just let me do it."
Wen Ning's gentle voice and focused gaze made Fang Qing unable to say no, "Okay, then you, you sit down first..."
Wen Ning sat up straight and looked at her, waiting for her answer.
Fang Qing sighed, glanced at Wen Ning, and began to think about how to answer this question.
(End of this chapter)
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