Chapter 9: Chasing Training
Xu Nuoyan rarely invited them both to have a drink tonight, and Liao Feng had no reason to refuse. He said hello to Ruan Xingfeng and went to the appointment.
Xu Nuoyan was already drinking in the private room, which formed a contrast with the noise inside and outside. Xu Nuoyan seemed to be able to block out all the sounds while sitting on the sofa. Liao Feng also admired this. He really managed to block out the sounds.
Liao Feng: "Why are you free today? Aren't you going to the hospital tomorrow?" He walked over and took the wine poured by Xu Nuoyan, and sat on the carpet as usual. Xu Nuoyan nodded and said, "Xuexi will be here soon, I want to tell you something." His tone was frivolous and he sounded in a good mood.
Liao Feng raised his eyebrows, looked up at him and urged him to speak, but Xu Nuoyan ignored his gaze and turned to look at the door.
Driven by curiosity, Liao Feng reached out and pulled Xu Nuoyan down from the sofa. Xu Nuoyan lost his balance and fell off the sofa, and a glass of wine spilled on him.
"Fuck, are you sick?" The temperature was a bit low today, and he was wearing a sweater, but now he was freezing all over. What made him most angry was that Liao Feng was still looking at him indifferently, with a mean look.
Xu Nuoyan was so angry that he reached out and grabbed his neck. Liao Feng was not willing to be outdone, and the two of them soon started to fight.
When Song Xuexi opened the door, she saw the two grown men fighting on the ground. The corners of her mouth twitched as she said, "No, why are you two so childish?"
Hearing her voice, the two men stopped what they were doing and looked up at her. Xu Nuoyan said, "Liao Feng is sick. He poured wine on me." He acted childishly like a primary school student complaining, and seemed inexplicably aggrieved. Song Xuexi closed her eyes and didn't want to look at them. "You two, stand up and don't embarrass yourself." She didn't help anyone and scolded them both equally.
Xu Nuoyan failed to complain and punched Liao Feng. Liao Feng wanted to fight back, but Song Xuexi noticed and stared at her and said, "Brother, don't be a rogue." Liao Feng knew he was in the wrong and sat aside.
After Xu Nuoyan poured wine for Song Xuexi, he began to talk about what happened today. He seemed very happy, which Liao Feng and Song Xuexi didn't quite understand.
Song Xuexi was the first one who couldn't sit still and looked at him and asked, "So what?" She was shocked and surprised. She hoped that she had misunderstood and that Xu Nuoyan had really become a "suck-up".
Xu Nuoyan: "So I think I have feelings for Brother An, otherwise why would he speak for me?" When he finished speaking, their expressions became more and more interesting, especially Song Xuexi, who gritted her teeth and didn't scold him. Liao Feng didn't want to talk anymore. He couldn't understand Xu Nuoyan's conclusion. If possible, he wanted to open Xu Nuoyan's mind and see.
Ran Yian acted like that purely because he was polite and a normal person. He didn't understand why he had such an interesting expression. Xu Nuoyan looked at them with eyes full of expectation.
Song Xuexi: "Xu Nuoyan, I think you are cruel." She finally squeezed out these words and drank a bottle of wine. Liao Feng: "Let's not discuss those things. Let's just discuss this way of pursuing someone, okay?" He really didn't want to talk about those useless things with Xu Nuoyan anymore.
Xu Nuoyan nodded seriously when he heard his words, and even opened his phone to start taking notes. Although Liao Feng had only been in love once, he was good at flirting, and Song Xuexi was the kind of person who could walk through a sea of flowers without getting a single leaf on her, so it would be right to learn from them.
Seeing how serious he was, Liao Feng became even angrier. He just didn't understand why Xu Nuoyan liked Ran Yian so much, but even though he didn't understand, he would still offer suggestions.
"Just force it! Force her to have sex, how exciting!" Liao Feng said it in a firm tone, and his seriousness even made Song Xuexi feel that this suggestion actually made some sense.
Before he finished speaking, Xu Nuoyan suddenly raised his eyes.
There was no trace of charm in those beautiful fox eyes at this moment, only an icy fierce look that pierced Liao Feng directly.
Song Xuexi's breath caught in her throat, the invisible pressure making her want to interrupt this dangerous conversation immediately. But Liao Feng seemed oblivious, adding, "Tsk, stop staring! I didn't say you were illegally imprisoned. The key is to not be a coward! Be proactive, be thick-skinned, and chase after her with a bit of rogue ferocity. Got it?"
Hearing him say that, Xu Nuoyan's expression looked much better. He clenched the wine glass with his fingers as if he was thinking about something. Liao Feng and Song Xuexi looked at him, hoping that he could say something that would satisfy them.
Xu Nuoyan: "I have tried to be a hooligan." As soon as these words came out, Liao Feng and the others' eyes instantly sparkled, and they quickly asked what happened next.
Xu Nuoyan said this, and the two of them instantly changed their expressions to disgust. Song Xuexi said: "It's not Yanyan, he said you get out and you left?"
Xu Nuoyan nodded honestly. Liao Feng said, "If you keep doing this for another ten years without anyone noticing, you've already been a hooligan. Just keep going. Isn't it nice to get a kiss and then a slap?"
Xu Nuoyan gently shook the goblet. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was quite beautiful. Ran Yian smelled fragrant and he was very content to be beaten. Seeing that they had reached a consensus, Song Xuexi had an expression of disgust on her face. She picked up the pillow beside her and threw it at them, saying, "You two are not perverts, are you? How can you feel good when you are beaten?" They looked at Song Xuexi as if they didn't understand the world of men.
The party was in full swing when Liao Feng suddenly stood up and left. It turned out that his precious daughter missed her father, and Ruan Xingfeng's efforts to comfort her on the other end of the phone were in vain.
After Liao Feng answered the phone, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows flew up. Before leaving, he did not forget to shake the phone and show off proudly to everyone: "See? The girl recognized me!" Before he finished speaking, he grabbed his coat and hurriedly disappeared at the door.
The door of the private room slammed shut, blocking out the sound of Liao Feng's leaving footsteps and taking away the last bit of excitement.
In the small room, only Xu Nuoyan and Song Xuexi were left, along with a table full of leftovers. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and a subtle hint of awkwardness.
Xu Nuoyan calmly picked up his wine glass and gently stroked the wall of the glass with his fingertips, as if studying the patterns on it.
Song Xuexi, who was standing by, was like a lit firecracker. She suddenly grabbed the glass of wine in front of her and drank it down. She slammed the glass heavily on the glass turntable with a "bang", making the dishes rattle.
Song Xuexi's chest heaved, her voice filled with uncontrollable anger: "Fuck! Is he sick?! He never stops showing off! What kind of shit luck did Liao Feng have? He got a beautiful wife for nothing, and a daughter who is so adorable! God must be blind!"
She became angrier and angrier as she spoke, and reached for the bottle to pour herself another glass.
Xu Nuoyan raised his eyes, his gaze fell calmly on Song Xuexi's angry red face, his voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated Song Xuexi's anger: "Let me correct you, it's keeping someone", Song Xuexi laughed for some reason when she heard this, then took out her mobile phone and looked through her bookshelf.
Song Xuexi: "I recently read a novel with a similar story to Liao Feng's," she shared enthusiastically, and Xu Nuoyan listened to her carefully out of courtesy.
On the other side, as soon as Liao Feng opened the door, Qu'er jumped into his arms and called "Dad" in a baby voice. This made Liao Feng laugh so hard that he picked up his daughter and walked to the living room.
Ruan Xingfeng's eyes lit up when he saw him, but he didn't go forward to wait for him. Liao Feng could sense his thoughts and walked over to hug his waist and kissed his forehead. Qu'er saw his father kissing daddy and imitated his father to kiss daddy.
Ruan Xingfeng was originally shy because of Liao Feng's kiss, but after being kissed by his daughter, the shame disappeared and his heart was filled with sweetness. He was really happy that Liao Feng had changed his attitude towards him. In the past, he was really like a canary, an object in front of Liao Feng, but slowly Liao Feng was gentle to him, doting on him, no longer treating him as an object, but as a lover.
Qu'er couldn't sleep by herself at night. She was sandwiched between the two of them, holding her father's hand with one hand, lying on her father's chest, and drooling on her father's clothes.
Ruan Xingfeng was used to sleeping curled up, so he held Qu'er in his arms perfectly. Liao Feng also stretched out his arms and was able to hold both of them perfectly, and his fingers would stroke Ruan Xingfeng's back from time to time, as if he was comforting him, or perhaps flirting with him.
No matter which one it was, Ruan Xingfeng's face was already red, and he buried his face in the pillow, trying to avoid Liao Feng's hand, but there was nowhere to hide.
"Sir..." A muffled voice squeezed out from the pillow, with a strong sense of sleepiness and a barely perceptible tremor. Ruan Xingfeng couldn't help it any longer, and whispered softly, almost pleadingly, "I'm so sleepy... Just... stop being a hooligan..."
Liao Feng was even happier when he heard his muffled voice, but because his daughter was there, he didn't do anything. He hugged Ruan Xingfeng all night, and his eyes never left his lips. Moreover, one of Liao Feng's eyes would glow, and Ruan Xingfeng felt a chill on his back when he was stared at by the wolf's eyes. He didn't understand why Liao Feng, a lion, had one eye of a wolf and the other of a lion.
In the early morning, Qu'er opened his eyes and looked left and right. He felt relieved when he found that both his fathers were there. He reached out to shake his father's arm, but was pulled back by his father behind him.
Liao Feng: "Qu'er, be good. Your daddy just fell asleep. I'll get you something to eat." As he said that, he picked up the child and quietly got out of bed and left the room. Ruan Xingfeng was disturbed by the sound of the door closing and snorted in dissatisfaction, then turned around and went back to sleep.
The early morning sunlight, with a hint of coolness, slanted through the sparse branches and leaves of the trees on the roadside, casting mottled light and shadows on the clean sidewalk.
Xu Nuoyan had made up his mind to go to the hospital to "visit" Ran Yian today. His attitude should be more "resolute" or, as he gave himself, to "express concern more directly."
This thought had a certain sense of self-persuasion, as if it could dispel the suspicion of "harassment" in the depths of my heart.
As soon as he revealed this plan to Song Xuexi, she immediately intercepted it in a hurry.
Song Xuexi's beautiful eyes instantly lit up surprisingly, and a knowing yet mischievous smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Without saying a word, she took his arm almost as if escorting him: "Come on! Come on! How can you wear anything casually for such an important 'Caring Action'? Leave it to me!"
The shop windows on the bustling commercial street gleamed in the morning light. With a clear goal in mind, Song Xuexi directly pulled Xu Nuoyan into a men's clothing boutique known for its fashionable and avant-garde style.
The store is bright and softly lit, the air is filled with the scent of high-end fragrances and new fabrics, soft background music flows, and the glass counters and mirrored walls reflect a dazzling array of colors.
The salesgirl came up to me with a professional and enthusiastic smile.
The following time became Song Xuexi's personal show. She shuttled between the hangers, her fingertips running over the colorful and designed clothes, muttering to herself: "This one is not good, it's not eye-catching enough... This color is too low-key, it doesn't match the 'momentum' of our handsome brother Xu today..." She carefully selected.
There is only one goal: to make Xu Nuoyan a moving, shining, and gorgeous visual focus, so that Ran Yian lying on the hospital bed will never forget her at first sight.
The final result is "stunning": a highly saturated royal blue mercerized shirt, with two buttons deliberately open at the collar, revealing the faint line of the collarbone;
He wore a slim-fitting black suit with dark silver jacquard pattern, which gave off a flamboyant luster under the light; his trousers were tight-fitting smoky grey cropped trousers, which perfectly outlined his leg lines.
He was wearing a pair of pointed leather shoes that were so shiny that they could serve as mirrors. Song Xuexi felt that was not enough and sprayed him with some kind of woody perfume with a strong presence. The fragrance was so rich that it could almost leave a trace in the air.
Xu Nuoyan stood stiffly in front of the fitting mirror. The man in the mirror, who looked like he was going to a fashion week show or a peacock spreading its feathers to court a mate, made him feel dizzy.
He tugged at his overly tight collar, his brow furrowed so tightly that it could kill a fly. "Song Xuexi, are you sure... are you going to visit the set?"
"Of course!" Song Xuexi folded her arms and admired her masterpiece, nodding with satisfaction, "Visiting the sick also requires style! What you're doing is called 'delivering the most sincere concern with the most energetic state of mind'! Don't worry, Brother An will definitely be impressed by your 'fresh new' attitude of concern!" She deliberately emphasized "fresh new" and "caring attitude", and the mischief in her eyes almost overflowed.
Xu Nuoyan looked at the gorgeous self in the mirror, took a deep breath, and tried hard to suppress the urge to take off his clothes.
All right, even if he was dressed up, at least he looked… tough enough? With an almost tragic mood, he wore this shiny outfit and, under Song Xuexi's encouraging gaze, set off for the hospital.
The unique smell of hospital disinfectant penetrated into my nose, instantly diluting the strong smell of perfume on my body.
The pale light reflected on the smooth but cold floor tiles, and occasionally the monotonous sound of cart wheels and suppressed coughs could be heard in the corridor.
Several nurses who recognized him covered their mouths and laughed. The apprentice who recognized him ran over, put his arm around his shoulder and said teasingly, "Master, why are you dressed so fancy? You look like a peacock spreading its feathers to court a mate." Xu Nuoyan, with a gloomy face, pulled his hand away, said "get out", and went to Ran Yian's office.
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