Chapter 33: A Person Who Can't Say Love
When you are away from home, your identity is given by yourself.
If Cen Xue was present, she would definitely ask him to delete the unknown contact's number on the spot and tell him not to try any further.
Because the number and the phone were borrowed by Yan Zijiao, he had already formatted them and returned them.
However, there is no need to worry too much about the misunderstanding that Yan Zijiao received the news from Lu Yanxi.
First of all, the phone will most likely not turn on again.
Secondly...
The essence of being a relationship destroyer is to let your current partner find out.
Fu Rouyun passed by the living room, and the screen of Cen Xue's mobile phone, which was casually placed on the coffee table, lit up. The message preview function was enough for him to see all the messages.
[Unknown Contact]
[Ah Xue, I'm Lu Yanxi. When can you come visit Puff?]
Oh.
Picking up the phone, Fu Rouyun turned around and saw Cen Xue still packing her luggage in the bedroom——
In two days, they will give up their lease and return to the Fu family.
Long press the message bar and press Delete.
Just before he pressed the button, Cen Xue's voice rang out: "Do you have any extra boxes?"
Fu Rouyun's hand trembled, and the "delete" message became "read".
The face recognition failed due to an accidental touch, and the password input interface popped up.
Damn it! Cursing inwardly, Fu Rouyun put the phone back where it belonged and walked over as if nothing had happened: "What box?"
"Hmm... something smaller, like a jewelry box or something."
Cen Xue gestured to him with the chain in her hand, "We have to find a place to keep it."
Fu Rouyun accurately captured the gap in his neck—wait.
How come he took it off after just one night?
Also need to find a box to store it——
Does that mean I won’t wear it often…?
It must be.
It has to be.
After getting the answer, Fu Rouyun's mood strangely improved.
He had completely forgotten how he had been driven by jealousy and hatred last night, nearly committing a horrible act. Suddenly, his tone of voice jumped several degrees: "Yes! Wait a minute!"
She rushed out, then jumped back with a bang. In a moment of shock, a box was placed before her eyes. Cen Xue flinched in fear and asked, "Why are you so excited?"
Fu Rouyun hummed a tuneless little song, "No, I'm going home. I'm happy."
Really? Who was the person with a sullen face this morning when he heard that we were moving out?
Maybe that's just how young people are. Their emotions come and go as quickly as a tornado. Cen Xue looked at the box and asked, "Where did you find this? It's so new."
Whether in terms of quality or design, it is extremely exquisite.
He then looked at Fu Rouyun. He didn't see him wearing any jewelry.
As Cen Xue's gaze swept over him, he felt an uncontrollable tingling sensation wherever it passed. Fu Rouyun casually said, "I packed it in my luggage during the audition just in case."
What is deceptive is actually the use of local materials.
In Fu Rouyun's pocket, there was a new pendant necklace with an asteroid design and inlaid with diamonds and amethysts. The chain was tangled because it was stuffed in roughly.
Just a few seconds ago, the jewelry box containing the necklace was ruthlessly requisitioned and is now in Cen Xue's hands.
It doesn't matter, as long as Cen Xue doesn't wear the necklace that person gave her - no matter who gave her the necklace, what's the harm in giving up on the gift she prepared?
It’s a pity that we don’t know who the exact target is, so we can’t hit him accurately.
…but you can cast a wide net and test the waters.
Cen Xue was not too surprised. After putting the chain in place, he put the jewelry box aside. While he was busy with things in the wardrobe, Fu Rouyun quickly opened it and took a picture.
Five minutes later, the certification number issued a new post.
Fu Rouyun V:
My brother @岑雪V is almost well now and is ready to go home~
Sometimes it is very frustrating to have too many things. It takes a long time to find a jewelry box to store them.
[Jewelry box half-open, revealing a chain.jpg]
Anyone who knows a little about the situation knows that this is a roundabout way of hinting that Cen Xue will not wear this necklace.
This blog post is like chocolate. It tastes sweet to people but will kill dogs.
Rourouxuebing has already added it to the new courseware and is enjoying it, while Lu Yanxi, who saw the new blog post when she refreshed her page, said: "..."
In a sense, Fu Rouyun also got the correct answer through the wrong problem-solving process.
As long as the scope of retaliation is wide enough, the real opponent will not be let off.
Lu Yanxi::)
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Here, Fu Rouyun and Lu Yanxi hurt each other.
On the other hand, Yan Pei went to harass his psychologist friend again.
Actually, it’s not necessary to have him. The main thing is that the treatment bed in his clinic is really comfortable to lie on.
There was a doctor's profile on my friend's desk. The three big words "Zhang Jiaze" were clearly written on it. His resume was excellent and he had studied at a well-known overseas university.
His friendship with Yan Pei was established during this period.
At that time, his family went bankrupt and stopped paying their mortgage, but Yan Pei still held a grudge against Yan Zijiao and Yan Yanfei, and refused to accept any money from their family.
"Brother, you're so brave!" Zhang Jiaze was about to cry when he saw the balance in his card. He almost knelt down. "If you don't want it, can you give it to me? I want it!"
"Nothing."
Yan Pei sneered as he lay in Zhang Jiaze's small rented room.
Because it is too high and the room is too small, it almost divides the entire space diagonally, making it a bit cramped.
Zhang Jiaze was so jealous that he cursed: "If you have the potential, why don't you live in the villa your family gave you and come to my house? Let's switch places. Maybe I'm the real young master of your family who has been missing for a long time."
The villa given by my family is monitored by machines and there is also a nanny-shaped surveillance camera.
Yan Peicai was unwilling to go back.
"Virtue," Yan Pei disdainfully said. He put on his headphones and refused to be harassed. "It's just money. What's so hard about it?"
A few days later, Yan Pei successfully sold several songs.
As soon as the money arrived, he transferred half of it to Zhang Jiaze as rent. At that time, Zhang Jiaze was still in school. It is said that he almost burst into tears in the classroom when he saw the news of the arrival of the money. Foreigners who are known for their humanistic care thought that something big had happened to him. In order to ease the atmosphere, the professor added five points to his usual score.
Zhang Jiaze cried even harder.
After returning, he almost recognized Yan Pei as his father.
The bond between father and son is always unforgettable, so the two kept in touch after returning to China.
Although their father-son relationship has broken down now——
"I've made it very clear to you," Zhang Jiaze said, handling the case without even glancing at him. "This is a psychological consultation, not a love channel. Unless you're a bit of a nymphomaniac, I'll give you electrotherapy."
Yan Pei ignored him.
After a while, he turned over with a rustling sound, propping up his chin in thought: "What do you think he meant by that sentence?"
Zhang Jiaze: “…”
Zhang Jiaze collapsed: "Which sentence? Which sentence! I've heard every sentence you reviewed five times!"
Of course Yan Pei would not tell him what happened in the teahouse.
He reviewed the entire day of shooting the cover of "Wardrobe" from beginning to end.
Yan Pei muttered to himself, "What on earth do I want from him?"
"You're going to delay my next patient," Zhang Jiaze tapped the timer on the table. "Please get up immediately."
Yan Pei clicked his tongue, "There's still more than ten minutes left, why are you so anxious?"
The next second, Zhang Jiaze's phone sounded an incoming payment notification.
Zhang Jiaze: "Oh, that's easy."
With enough money, he finally put his work aside and said seriously, "Dude, do you really think he doesn't know what you want to do?"
"We've hugged each other, kissed each other, and we're all adults. We've even dated before, so we know everything."
A wise man doesn't fall in love, but a bystander can see things more clearly. Zhang Jiaze sighed, "Let me just say this: you want to get him back. Have you said it openly?"
"..." Yan Pei raised his eyebrows, "Do I need to say it specifically?"
Zhang Jiaze clapped his hands and said, "Look."
This is where the problem lies!
"He's pointing at you," Zhang Jiaze said, frustrated that a famous star couldn't get his way. "What are you so arrogant about? How can someone trying to win back their ex have the right to be so arrogant? You've practically written 'I need a formal recognition' all over your face!"
It's no use pretending to be good-tempered without showing any behavior. If you hold it in halfway, it will backfire and you'll be back to the way things were before liberation.
He suggested that Yan Pei go and clear the mines, and hit them with every step.
And there are some things that he can't say as a friend.
Since he is an ex, it must be that there was an unresolved conflict at the time that led to the breakup. If you want to get back together, it is not enough to show your attitude. Facing the past is the big problem, otherwise you will have to break up again.
He could only hint at it from the side.
Zhang Jiaze: "When did he tell you this?"
Yan Pei: "After giving him the necklace."
"That's right," Zhang Jiaze said with considerable experience. "Think over the feeling you had when you wanted to return the necklace to him, and treat him accordingly in the future—"
"In short, treat him well, and treat him well in the way he likes."
"You know, if it weren't for the necklace, you almost wouldn't have had a chance."
Patting Yan Pei's arm, Zhang Jiaze said earnestly, "Comrade, you still need to keep working hard."
Yan Pei didn't answer for a moment.
However, Zhang Jiaze was a talkative person, and even if no one responded, he could still be happy. He continued, "Well, it's actually not difficult to please others. Who hasn't been sweet-talking their parents when they were little, saying things like, 'I love my parents the most, and I love the food my grandparents cook the most'? Who wouldn't be happy to hear that?"
"When you're chasing people, you're so sweet. Baby, baby, I love you. I've never forgotten you. So many people wanted to date me, but I didn't even look at them. All for this chance encounter seven years later... Oh, you make me feel so romantic."
Zhang Jiaze hugged himself in a disgusting way.
Until Yan Pei suddenly said: "No."
Zhang Jiaze: "What?"
Yan Pei said coldly, "I didn't have that when I was a kid. I grew up with my nanny."
Click.
The pen in my hand fell on the table.
This is a limited edition fountain pen. Zhang Jiaze didn't have time to feel sad. He opened his mouth and straightened his expression.
It's hard to describe his state at this point.
Half of it is the rationality brought by professional ethics, and the other half is the worry about the situation of the close friend. They are entangled together and appear to be very awkward.
Finally, he scratched his forehead and said cautiously, "I think this situation is going a bit beyond the limits of our friendship."
"Going further would be a rather personal topic. Are you sure you want to discuss it in depth with me?"
As a psychologist, Zhang Jiaze has a very keen perception.
His work experience made him quickly understand the reason why Yan Pei started off badly.
You can't ask someone who has never expressed love to take the initiative to confess to another person.
It would be tantamount to asking him to overturn all his own concepts.
Expression is a subject that Yan Pei missed in his childhood. The so-called blunt temper and inability to speak properly are just superficial manifestations.
Zhang Jiaze’s suggestion is to quickly order a course of treatment to solve the problems of the original family first...but not for him, as friends should avoid suspicion.
"Are you sick?" Yan Pei rolled his eyes. "I refuse."
"Huh..." Zhang Jiaze slapped the table and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's all right!"
That’s great, brother is still brother.
The timer ended at the right moment.
Yan Pei lazily sat up from the treatment bed and put on a disguise to avoid being exposed when facing the next patient.
He stretched and finally commented, "I've never seen you in a relationship before, but I didn't expect you to have such good theories."
Zhang Jiaze grumbled, "Thank you. Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've at least seen pigs run."
Although Zhang Jiaze talks a lot of nonsense, what he says does make sense.
Yan Pei wasn't so stupid that he couldn't copy the answer even when it was right in front of him.
He just felt...
Express love?
Thinking carefully, he never told Cen Xue seven years ago.
It worked then, why doesn’t it work now?
What went wrong?
Yan Pei thought about his passionate confession to Cen Xue… No, even if it was just the four words “I like you”, he couldn’t help but shudder, and his whole body felt unwell.
Even a little nauseous.
When Yan Pei was a child and his parents had not yet completely separated, he saw his father say "I love you" to his mother.
But the situation at that time was—
He still remembered that his mother Yan Yanfei threw a gossip newspaper at his father Yan Sheng's face. He remembered the pattern on the newspaper, which was their family property.
That’s right, in the early days of print media, the Yan family was in the celebrity gossip business.
"Am I not your wife? Am I not one of your family members?" Yan Yanfei was hysterical. "You are using my fabricated scandal to make the front page?! Mr. Yan, do you have any heart?"
Yan Sheng simply said, "Business is business. Why do you take it so seriously? Isn't it enough for me to know it's fake?"
Yan Yanfei: "Then how do you want outsiders to see me? A fickle woman?!"
"Oh, don't think too much."
Yan Sheng sighed, as if he was the one who was more troubled. He opened his arms to hug her, "Guffey, no matter what, I definitely love you."
At that time, Yan Pei felt that although he didn’t understand his parents’ quarrel, the three words “I love you” were really disgusting.
He retched subconsciously.
Later, the conflict between the parents could not be reconciled. Yan Sheng was a man who did not recognize any relatives when it came to business. As long as there was something interesting, he would almost make even his own son explode. After endless quarrels, they separated.
They didn't divorce because Yan Yanfei had invested money. She loved this man too much in her early years and invested almost all her wealth in him. It was difficult to divide the property after marriage unless she hurt herself.
She had some mental problems and returned to her hometown to recuperate.
Because Yan Pei looked like Yan Sheng, there was a time when she couldn't even come into contact with Yan Pei, otherwise she would get sick.
Mr. Yan didn't go home either, but lived directly in the company.
No one cares what happens to Yan Pei, just like a nanny who only cares about his eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, and doesn't care whether he can sleep or whether he is afraid at night.
His parents are a classic pair of enemies.
Later, perhaps because he was older and more insightful, Yan Sheng felt that he owed something to Yan Yanfei, so he took the initiative to let her daughter Yan Zijiao from her mother's family join the company.
As for Yan Pei himself, he was not interested in his parents' property.
But this confession...does it have to be said? Can't I just accept it? Thinking of this, Yan Pei got into the nanny car and turned on his phone.
"Brother Yan," the assistant said cautiously, "check out the trending searches."
Yan Pei gave him a questioning look, clicked on the trending search, and saw the key point at a glance.
#Fu Rouyun Squeeze
#Cen Xue's true identity
#Realistic wealthy family drama
#Will there still be servants in modern society?
...What is this?!
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