What Jiang Yuqing can't have, no one else can have either.
Xiao Xin looked at him quietly, "If you have a problem with your brain, go see a neurologist."
Jiang Yuqing, with her hands behind her back, suddenly chuckled, "Xiao Xin, I just love this energy of yours."
He stepped forward and whispered in Xiao Xin's ear: "The more you resist me, the more excited I get..."
Xiao Xin clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his neck, his whole body trembling with rage.
Just when he could no longer bear it, Jiang Yuqing took a step back, widening the distance between them.
Jiang Yuqing's eyes were light and indifferent, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Xiao Xin, do you think I'm shameless?"
Xiao Xin's eyes were red as she quietly looked at him: "..."
"To be frank," Jiang Yuqing continued, "Actually, Fu Yan and I are the same kind of people. Are you sure you're not being deceived by his fake appearance by being with him now that he has amnesia?"
Xiao Xin clenched his fist at his side and slowly lowered his eyes. In fact, he was right; Fu Yan had lost his memory.
How could he be sure that all of this wasn't just a dream?
Fu Yan was different from him. Born into a powerful family, he was a favored child from childhood, while he was just a trapped beast stubbornly resisting in the mud, perhaps never to rise again.
They were not of equal status, were never the same kind of people, and did not bear the same responsibilities.
Realizing this, Xiao Xin suddenly realized how foolish he had been, having momentarily given the illusion that Fu Yan would never leave him.
He was still craving that feeling, and even afraid of losing it.
Indeed, people become tormented once they develop an obsession.
Jiang Yuqing caught a glimpse of the emotion in Xiao Xin's eyes and chuckled softly, "I'm just giving you a piece of advice. Whether you give up or not is your decision."
"Don't forget, you also have a father who is bedridden..."
As he spoke, he slipped a business card into Xiao Xin's pocket: "Tell me when you've thought it through, and I can send you abroad."
As he spoke, he turned and stepped into the slowly opening elevator next to him.
Xiao Xin glanced to the side, and Jiang Yuqing's smug smile disappeared from his sight as the elevator doors slowly closed.
That bastard actually tried to threaten him with Xiao Lin!
Xiao Xin kicked the elevator door hard, and the pain instantly spread to his heart.
He gritted his teeth, waiting for the pain to subside.
Once she calmed down, she realized that her mind was blank, and the only thing that came to mind was Fu Yan's smile.
Xiao Xin stood in front of the elevator, lost in thought for a moment.
Five minutes later, he slowly took out his phone and sent Fu Yan a WeChat message: "Come pick me up."
Fu Yan was still in class when he saw Xiao Xin's message. Without saying a word, he grabbed his bag and left the classroom, hurriedly hailing a taxi at the school gate.
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There was some traffic on the way, so Fu Yan took out his phone to call Xiao Xin.
The call was answered, and Fu Yan asked, "Brother, where are you now?"
The moment I heard Fu Yan's voice, the gloom in my heart seemed to be dispelled by a ray of sunshine, leaving me feeling warm.
Xiao Xin's hand holding the cigarette trembled for a moment, and he felt a lump in his throat, as if something was blocking it.
He leaned against the rooftop railing, exhaling a puff of smoke to catch his breath. "The company, top floor."
"There's a bit of traffic on the way, brother, wait for me." Fu Yan's voice trembled slightly, sounding very anxious.
Xiao Xin exhaled a puff of white smoke, his fingers trembling as he held the cigarette between his fingers. "Okay, I'll wait for you."
His voice was deep and nasal. Fu Yan noticed the low tone in Xiao Xin's voice and asked, "Brother, are you happy today?"
Xiao Xin paused for a moment, then replied calmly, "Yeah, I'm happy."
Fu Yan didn't want to hang up, so he tried to start a conversation: "Brother, can you share some happy things with me?"
“Fu Yan,” Xiao Xin suddenly called out to him.
When Fu Yan was called that, her heart tightened instinctively, and she replied softly, "Yes, I'm here."
Xiao Xin finished his last drag of his cigarette and said in a low, slow voice, "Baby, I missed you..."
Fu Yan paused for a moment, his heart pounding with joy, and replied, "Wife, I miss you too."
The driver in the front seat got goosebumps when he heard Fu Yan's voice, and then awkwardly put on some music to cover up his embarrassment.
Fu Yan ignored him. Seeing that Xiao Xin had fallen silent, he continued to shout into the phone, "Wife?"
"Yes, I'm listening." Xiao Xin leaned against the railing, his clothes billowing in the wind. A gust of cold air rushed down his spine, making him shiver involuntarily.
He took out a mint, poured one into his mouth, and suddenly wanted to tease Fu Yan: "Baby, where do you miss me?"
Fu Yan felt a tingling sensation on the back of his head from the magnetic voice coming through the receiver.
He suppressed his racing heart, but when he accidentally made eye contact with the driver in the front seat, he still felt a little awkward.
He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I want to go anywhere..."
Xiao Xin chuckled: "Where exactly?"
Fu Yan felt a tickle in his heart from that smile; his ears burned, and his voice was hoarse: "Brother, I'm still in the car..."
Xiao Xin's smile widened: "I know."
His smile made Fu Yan's face grow hotter and hotter. He pretended to be angry and said, "The louder you laugh now, the louder you'll be when I'm fucking you later, okay?"
Xiao Xin stopped laughing and said seriously, "This is not good."
Fu Yan then calmed down a little.
“However, you could consider letting me cry in the car…” Xiao Xin said calmly.
That short sentence started to set Fu Yan's mind racing again, and his heart, which had calmed down, began to pound wildly once more.
He clenched his fist and squeezed out the words through gritted teeth: "Okay, later, I'll cry as loudly as you want..."
"Mmm," Xiao Xin responded softly.
The driver in the front seat broke out in a sweat. Seeing that the cars in front were starting to move one after another, he hurriedly began to follow.
These young couples, going through all this trouble, it makes him, an old man, uneasy...
Half an hour later, Fu Yan finally arrived at his destination.
He made his way up the building to the rooftop and saw Xiao Xin's lonely figure leaning on the railing in the distance.
Fu Yan walked silently toward Xiao Xin and took his hand before Xiao Xin could react.
The icy coldness at his fingertips went straight to Fu Yan's heart, chilling him to the bone.
He couldn't help but ask, "It's so cold here, why are you waiting for me here, brother?"
Xiao Xin felt Fu Yan's warm palm, as if her whole body was enveloped in warmth.
He pulled open Fu Yan's coat, buried his face in Fu Yan's chest, then hugged him tightly around the waist and whispered, "Because this way, it's warmer in your arms."
Fu Yan hugged him back, "What do you want to eat tonight, brother?"
“You.” Xiao Xin blurted out.
Fu Yan laughed so hard his chest trembled slightly, "Well, but if you don't eat, you won't have the energy to eat me."
Xiao Xin rubbed against his collarbone. "Let's have hot pot then."
On such a cold day, hot pot is just the right choice.
Fu Yan nodded, "Okay, then hot pot it is."
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The two found a very popular hot pot restaurant. Xiao Xin felt her blood boil from the smell of the spiciness, and her mood inexplicably improved.
After Xiao Xin ordered the food, he went to get the seasonings. Just as he was about to add a second spoonful of chili to the bowl, Fu Yan stopped him.
Xiao Xin looked at him questioningly: "What's wrong?"
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