Chapter 113 What do you want me to see?
It was dusk.
A pink BMW was parked on the side of the road opposite the Li Group.
Yu Yan sat in the car, staring at the name 'Ji Mingxiu' on WeChat, lost in thought for a long time.
After a long while, I pressed the voice call button.
The call was dialed for a long time before it was finally answered.
A familiar, calm voice came from the other end of the line, "Yu Yan, what's wrong?"
Yu Yan's heart skipped a beat at the sound of that voice, "Are you off work?"
"Working overtime, what's up?"
"When are you getting off work? I'll wait for you. There's something I want to talk to you about."
Ji Mingxiu paused for a few seconds on the other end before replying, "It's okay to talk on the phone. I might get off work late, and you can't wait."
"It's okay, I'll wait until you get off work to talk about it. This is quite important."
Ji Mingxiu wasn't stupid; he could certainly see Yu Yan's feelings for him. It was so late, and she was still waiting for him to say something important, which made him think a little too confidently. "Let's talk on the phone. I get off work quite late. If I stay any longer, it'll be too late for me to get home, which isn't good."
Yu Yan silently gave a mocking smile, a smile tinged with bitterness.
"I really have something very important to tell you, something that's important to you. It's just a few words, it won't take up much of your time. That's all for now, I'll wait for you to get off work."
Ji Mingxiu frowned and pondered for a few seconds as he looked at the phone that had been hung up. What could Yu Yan possibly want from him? If it was something important to him, why would she need to tell him?
Unable to figure it out, I put down my phone and continued working.
A message came in on WeChat from Bo Wei: Working overtime again today? I'll make some late-night snacks, you can eat them when you get home.
Ji Mingxiu raised the corners of his lips, his brows full of tenderness, and hurriedly replied: Okay, just make something simple, don't go to too much trouble.
As I left the company compound, the night sky was ablaze with neon lights, and across the street, a pink BMW sat quietly.
Ji Mingxiu stood there for a while, then crossed the road and strode towards that direction.
Inside the car, Yu Yan was looking at the photos in the album over and over again.
There was a light knock on the car window. Yu Yan was startled by the sound and quickly put away her phone to look at it.
Ji Mingxiu stood outside, bending down to look inside.
She rolled down the car window. "Let's talk inside."
Ji Mingxiu hesitated, but seeing Yu Yan's expression, it seemed she really had something important to say, so he walked around the front of the car and got into the passenger seat.
"You started waiting when you called?" He looked at Yu Yan. "It's so late. You can talk about it tomorrow. It's not safe to drive a pink car so late at night."
Yu Yan lowered her head and didn't speak. She was nervous and hesitant.
When Ji Mingxiu saw that she didn't speak, his heart was in his throat. Could it be that he had guessed correctly?
"If there's nothing else, I'll go ahead..." He was afraid she would say something he couldn't respond to, since they were friends and he didn't want the situation to become too awkward, so he wanted to interrupt her in time.
"Wait a minute!" Yu Yan called out to him, afraid he would leave. "Ji Mingxiu, do you really like Bo Wei that much?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingxiu almost confirmed his thoughts and said earnestly, "Yu Yan, as a friend, if you called me today just to ask this question, I don't think it's necessary. I think as my friends, we should all be very clear about my intentions."
Yu Yan felt bitter. She was just a dispensable friend. If she weren't Bo Wei's roommate, she might not even be considered one of his friends.
"Of course I understand. That's why I came to see you today. What I want to tell you is also about Bo Wei."
"Weiwei, what happened to her?" His voice was full of concern when he mentioned Bo Wei.
Yu Yan gripped her phone tightly, trying to offer a heads-up: "I think dating is actually a process of trial and error. If it's right, then stay together; if it's wrong, then break up. That's perfectly normal."
"Yu Yan, what do you want to say when you get there?" Ji Mingxiu felt a sense of unease.
“Bo Wei doesn’t love you.” She looked at him definitively. “I don’t believe you don’t know that your efforts are unrewarded and you will eventually get tired.”
"Yu Yan!" Ji Mingxiu's anger flared up instantly. "Don't presume to know other people's feelings. Even friends should have some boundaries."
"I'm sorry, I know what I said was very inappropriate and direct, but I just wanted you to be prepared." She opened her phone and handed it to him. "Take a look. I don't want you to be kept in the dark and foolishly try to exchange your sincerity for love."
Ji Mingxiu suddenly froze, a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, making him just stare at the phone in front of him, not daring to answer it.
What do you want me to see?
"See for yourself. I even recorded a short video so you wouldn't misunderstand and think it was just the angle."
Ji Mingxiu's breathing became tense, his mind filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts.
His hands clenched into fists, and it took him a long time before he finally reached out and took the phone.
...
The restaurant lights cast a warm glow.
On the dining table was a black clay pot, next to which was a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup.
Bo Wei sat quietly at the table, thinking over and over how to find an opportunity to speak later.
But as time passed, there was still no sound from outside the door.
She lifted the lid of the casserole; the braised pork ribs and rice inside were still hot, but the seaweed and egg drop soup, which was uncovered, was almost cold.
I glanced at the time on my phone; it was almost 10 o'clock. He would usually be home by then.
What happened today?
Sometimes, when you're determined to do something, it feels like something is deliberately blocking your way.
Just like today, she sought an opportunity to spend time with Ji Mingxiu in order to express her decision, but he just happened not to come home on time today.
Her mood gradually became restless. She was already familiar with this kind of restlessness; she would inexplicably feel this way before anything happened.
Regardless of whether she had a chance to bring it up, she picked up her phone and called Ji Mingxiu, worried that something might have happened to him.
The phone kept ringing, but the other party didn't answer for a long time.
Bo Wei was even more worried, as he rarely couldn't get through on the phone.
Dial back again.
This time, the phone rang for a long time, and the last busy tone indicated that it had been hung up.
Bo Wei was puzzled, and her worries did not subside, with all sorts of bad guesses popping into her mind.
Just then, she received a WeChat message from Ji Mingxiu. She quickly opened it: Something came up and I have to work overtime until very late. You should go to sleep first.
Bo Wei breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that nothing had happened.
Looking at the late-night snack on the table, she took the soup back to the kitchen, put the lid on it, and placed it next to the microwave.
I replied to him with a message: The braised pork ribs and rice in the casserole is on the table, it shouldn't get cold for a while. If it does, you can put it on the stove to heat it up. The soup is definitely cold, you can put it in the microwave on medium-high for two minutes later, I've already put it on the stove.
She didn't get a reply from them.
Bo Wei guessed he was probably too busy to check his phone, so she went back to her room.
The room was completely different from its usual clean and tidy state; clothes were piled up on the bed, and there were packing bags and her suitcase on the floor.
She threw herself back into packing her luggage.
The breakup is a done deal, and moving is just a matter of the next few days.
While packing my luggage, I listened intently to what was happening outside the door.
It was already late at night when I finished tidying up the wardrobe and packing up bedding for other seasons.
Ji Mingxiu still hasn't returned.
Bo Wei sighed; things she wanted to do never went so smoothly.
As the deadline I set for myself drew closer, a wave of tension washed over me.
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