Chapter 21 [2 more chapters, 3000 nutrient solution extra chapters]

Miss Wen... ?

When had Brother Yun ever called her in such a distant way?

Wen Yanyan was stunned.

Only then did she realize belatedly that she seemed to have missed a lot during the time when she had no contact with Xie Yunting.

The Brother Yun now...seems to no longer be the Brother Yun from before.

She didn't know why this happened, she just felt a sense of panic for no apparent reason, as if something that belonged to her was rapidly disappearing into an unknown place.

She stopped, trembling all over, wiped her tears, and said tentatively with hiccups: "Thank...thank you, Mr. Xie. Should I, should I call you that from now on?"

Although he was a little impatient with Wen Yanyan's failure to grasp the main point, it was a good thing to let her change this name. Xie Yunting's eyebrows were cold and he nodded slightly.

Wen Yanyan's lips twitched slightly because of the strong feeling of grievance. She bit her lips tightly and lowered her head and said, "It turns out that even you will not always be with me... It turns out that you who promised not to change will also change..."

Xie Yunting paused, lowered his head, and patiently adjusted his cuffs.

When he spoke, it was still the same voice, but it always made people feel that his good temper was about to be worn out: "Miss Wen, I hope you can understand that I am asking what's wrong with you, not what you think of me."

Wen Yanyan, who lowered her head, froze.

He glanced at the watch on his hand, raised his eyes and said calmly: "Time is running out. If there is nothing particularly urgent, I should ask Miss Shen to board the plane."

Wen Yanyan suddenly became anxious: "——What about me?"

She still couldn't believe that her brother Yun would be so ruthless. In a panic, she grabbed Xie Yunting's sleeve and said sadly: "How can I go to the fragrance tasting party? Brother Yun... No, Mr. Xie, has there been a misunderstanding? You have become so strange, how could you suddenly become like this? And why did you suddenly meet Mrs. Huo? I... I believe you must have a reason-"

"Please don't imagine something that doesn't exist." Xie Yunting paused, avoiding the name she said, "As for knowing Miss Shen, of course it's because Master Charles sent me to invite Miss Shen to attend the fragrance tasting meeting as his soulmate."

Xie Yunting looked indifferent, and said politely to her for the last time, "Of course, if you also need to ride with me, I can save a seat for Master Martina's beloved disciple. Finally, can you please let go of my hand?"

She had just come in from outside after being caught in the rain, and her whole body was wet. After grabbing his sleeve, she also soaked his sleeve of excellent texture.

Wen Yanyan shrank back at his tone and subconsciously withdrew her hand.

Xie Yunting walked past her and went to the faucet on the side, rolled up his sleeves and cleaned his hands.

He seemed to be avoiding her touch.

Wen Yanyan was ruthlessly ignored by him, her breathing quickened, and her heart ached.

Then, she gradually became tearful and filled with surprise and disbelief.

She turned back blankly and looked at the beauty who was sitting on the soft chair with her face propped up. She had to think hard to understand what it meant to be invited to the fragrance tasting party as a close friend of Master Charles.

That means that Miss Shen is friends with her master's master, Master Charles, whom she has always admired and whom she has never even met twice.

Not long ago, she showed Miss Shen her own perfume at a party and said excitedly that it was a work that might appear in the perfume tasting party.

…

No wonder people don't care about it at all.

No wonder she didn't even glance at him and responded to him unceremoniously.

Wen Yanyan was stunned, crying, and trembling as she looked at Shen Yuntang. But the moment she noticed her gaze, she immediately trembled, turned her head away, wiped her tears, and did not dare to look at her.

She was hot all over, and felt like all her pride had been sucked out and crushed.

Also in this waiting hall, one person was sitting safely and one person was standing awkwardly, but the person sitting had everything she had ever dreamed of.

Twenty-year-old Wen Yanyan had never suffered such a big blow. In just one month, her whole world seemed to have collapsed.

Mr. Huo was married, and his attitude towards her was nothing but annoyance.

Brother Yun no longer indulged her, and there was only indifference in his eyes.

And she had no idea what all this was for, why - it made her almost lose everything.

Now her only skill is in making perfume.

Wen Yanyan wiped her tears hard.

She tried to make herself smile, she would definitely be able to pick herself up again. No matter what the reason was for Brother Yun's change of attitude towards her, she believed that every heart in the world could be melted by enthusiasm.

Look, Brother Yun has reserved a seat for her at the Fragrance Appreciation Club, right? This shows that he doesn't hate her to the end, and she can still save this relationship.

After comforting herself, Wen Yanyan encouraged herself, concealed her sadness, and decided to be more proactive in helping Brother Yun during the trip. With sincerity, even metal and stone can be moved, not to mention Brother Yun who had been so good to her.

She could definitely, definitely resolve the misunderstanding between them and reconcile with Brother Yun.

At this moment, Wen Yanyan shivered. Her clothes were still wet, and water stains had already appeared on the floor. Now they were sticking to her body and she was shivering with cold.

The two men seemed to be doing their own things and didn't intend to pay attention to her.

After a while, Wen Yanyan, who was ignored, finally calmed down, sniffed, and decided to change her clothes first, then drink a cup of hot water to warm herself up.

When she was getting the hot water, she thought of Xie Yunting and Shen Yuntang, so she got two cups for them as well and carried the hot water back to where they were.

When she returned, the two men were sitting on a bench separated by a seat. It was unknown what they were talking about. Wen Yanyan only saw that Brother Yun looked very gentle and focused.

Once upon a time, she was also the one treated like this by him.

Wen Yanyan bit her lip and told herself not to think about it anymore. So she walked up quickly and said, "Mr. Xie, Ms. Shen, I'll get you two cups of hot water--"

She walked too recklessly and her knee hit her own messy suitcase. She stumbled in pain and stepped on the puddle of water that had just dripped. She flew out not far from them.

It’s over——

Wen Yanyan's flustered expression just appeared for a moment, and she saw Brother Yun's face showing a rare look of surprise and panic, and he stretched out his hand to her without thinking.

She stared at the hand in a daze. Before she could feel surprised, Xie Yunting's hand suddenly hit the back of her hand, and the hot water splashed in the other direction.

The cup in Wen Yanyan's hand slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground.

The two cups of hot water ended up only being poured onto Xie Yunting's hands and the ground.

“…”

Shen Yuntang, who had not yet finished the topic, was frightened by the chaotic scene and paused for a moment. He retracted his feet, and his expression was hard to describe, and it was hard to say that there was no element of sarcasm in it.

She thought for a while and finally said, "Miss Wen is always unique every time she appears."

Wen Yanyan was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes again. Embarrassment and shock hurt her alternately. Falling down was nothing. Xie Yunting's final blow was the fatal blow.

He was not worried that she would fall at all, but was just afraid that the hot water would spill on the hem of Miss Shen's skirt.

Wen Yanyan looked up at Xie Yunting's red and scalding hands hanging down, and he looked at her with cold eyes. She completely collapsed.

She didn't dare cry loudly, she could only hurriedly get up by herself, lowered her head and bit her lower lip, pushed the suitcase and turned around and ran out of the waiting hall.

She also ruined the last chance.

She was really completely hated by Brother Yun.

Wen Yanyan ran to the side of the road, then stopped in a daze, holding her knees and gasping for breath. She felt extremely aggrieved and helpless.

She didn’t dare to see Brother Yun again, but how could she go to the incense tasting party alone?

It was not until today that Wen Yanyan discovered why her life had been so smooth before.

It seems that every one of those conveniences is inseparable from Xie Yunting.

Even the opportunity to learn how to make incense was given to her by him, and she had always enjoyed it and didn't feel anything special about it.

But once Xie Yunting no longer wanted to help her, she really realized that she was nothing.

Xie Yunting is the most important part of her life.

Wen Yanyan belatedly felt the dull pain of loss. She squatted down on the side of the road, covered her face and burst into tears, attracting countless passers-by to watch.

The cup of water that Wen Yanyan received was still quite hot. Even though she had carried it all the way here, it had only just boiled for a short time. The moment it splashed over her hands, her skin turned red.

Shen Yuntang glanced at Xie Yunting's hand and immediately felt that Wen Yanyan was either trying to assassinate her or Xie Yunting.

She was surprised when she saw Xie Yunting hit the cup away so quickly. It was estimated that such reaction and eyesight could not be developed without playing baseball for more than ten years.

After seeing Wen Yanyan running out crying again, Shen Yuntang sneered and shook his head, expressing his incomprehension of this heroine who was always keen on finding faults for herself.

Then he said to Xie Yunting: "Thank you, President Xie."

If he hadn't stood up for justice, she would have been assassinated by Wen Yanyan.

Xie Yunting was still standing there, water dripping from his sleeves, motionless.

Then he looked down at his wrist, looking a little dazed.

It was not until he heard Shen Yuntang's voice that he seemed to come to his senses belatedly. He retracted his gaze, raised his head, and still spoke in a gentle tone.

"nothing."

He put down his sleeves, lowered his head and said, "I'll go clean it up." Then he paused and added, "I'll be back soon."

Shen Yuntang didn't know why he told her this. Looking at his beautiful eyes filled with confusion, she tilted her head slightly and nodded.

The plane was about to take off, and the captain asked her to get on board and wait first. She thought that the plane belonged to Xie Yunting, and a grown man like him couldn't leave, so she boarded the plane safely.

Xie Yunting was alone in the bathroom.

The light is warm yellow, shining down from the top.

He lowered his head, turned on the faucet to rinse his wrists, and without saying a word, reached out and turned the direction to the hottest.

The scalding water poured down.

The skin quickly turned red.

The wound, which had not yet healed completely, was hit by the hot water and soon blood appeared, dripping across the skin and flowing into the pool.

Xie Yunting's expression did not change at all.

I don't know how much time passed, but he finally raised his hand and turned off the faucet.

The water stopped suddenly. The severe pain in his wrist caused his hand to tremble physiologically, but his face remained calm.

Xie Yunting leaned against the sink, blue veins appeared on the inside of his wrists. Because of his movements, the bloodstains increased in speed, flowing to the drainage hole in the center of the pool, and were blurred by the accumulated water.

He slowly raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

Shen Zhizhe.

He put the tip of his tongue against his teeth and silently repeated the familiar name.

Xie Yunting lowered his eyes, pulled down his sleeves, raised his head, and walked out of the bathroom. In the quiet space, only the red water flowed into a vortex and fell slowly.

This private jet is fully equipped and is specially equipped with equipment that can connect to ground signals.

Shen Yuntang played the fighting game for a while, then decided to end his suffering, log out and go back to watch a movie.

As she stood up, Xie Yunting walked in and chuckled, "Isn't it fun?"

Shen Yuntang said with a straight face: "When I can win the game once, maybe I will find it fun."

Xie Yunting paused, laughed, and whispered, "I forgot."

Shen Yuntang didn't hear clearly what he said and looked at him strangely.

He pulled out a chair, sat down in front of another computer, opened the game skillfully, and turned around to invite her: "I'll take you."

Shen Yuntang looked at him suspiciously: "Can you do it?"

Xie Yunting nodded slightly, "Not bad."

"real?"

Xie Yunting paused and described it in a way that she could understand best: "Often win."

Shen Yuntang - Shen Yuntang sat back immediately.

As soon as he put on his headphones, he said without blinking, "Go to the number!"

The junior is indeed very experienced, he is a good junior.

Not only are his gaming skills mature, but he's also humble.

When someone is beaten, she is the first to rush forward, and when there are good things, she is allowed to pick them up.

Shen Yuntang was basically only responsible for voice output throughout the whole process, saying "Hit there, hit there! That person actually provoked me!", and "Someone fell over there! Hurry up and get on with it!"

In the end, the enemy captain, who had only used a move on her once and didn't dare to attack again, was chopped down to a trace of blood. He was numbly staring at the male character on the screen who was attacking him freely. After finally waiting until his blood was almost gone, he was cheered up and prepared to leave this pervert immediately and start the next game, but unexpectedly, the male character suddenly stopped moving.

The female soldier who had been hiding behind him and giving orders for half an hour came forward, raised her fancy knife, and chopped off the last bit of his blood with a slight blow.

The enemy captain looked at the offline notification: "..."

Fuck you.

What a joke.

He smashed the keyboard angrily.

On this side, Shen Yuntang happily threw down the keyboard, took off her headphones, and punched the air hard with her little fist.

Xie Yunting also took off his headphones, turned his head and asked her, "Is it fun?"

Shen Yuntang exhaled a breath of relief: "I have never performed so well before. What are your equipment? Tell me later."

Xie Yunting smiled slightly and said politely, "Okay."

No one told her that it was not a problem with the equipment.

Miss Shen was still a little unsatisfied and wanted to try one more level of skiing adventure, but the chef on the plane said dinner was ready, so she looked a little unhappy.

Xie Yunting consoled him, "I'll help you pass the 26th level."

Shen Yuntang's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to hand him the phone, he suddenly realized and asked suspiciously, "How do you know I didn't pass the 26th level?"

The other party said calmly without hesitation: "The sound effect was heard in the car."

She still felt that this reason was not very reliable.

But since Xie Yunting had volunteered, and she was really annoyed by this level, she opened the game and threw it to him.

Before throwing it, she stared at him and said, "Don't rummage around."

Xie Yunting nodded: "No."

So, she sat at this side of the table and enjoyed her dinner, while Xie Yunting sat at the other end and helped her play games.

After a while, Shen Yuntang found that he was still playing games and said, "It's all over."

Xie Yunting nodded and handed the phone back.

Shen Yuntang was a little skeptical at first as to whether he could finish one level for such a long time. But when she opened her phone, she was stunned by the level 46 clearly visible on the screen.

She looked up at Xie Yunting, who had just started to eat dinner slowly, with a strange look on her face.

Then he turned to look at the night outside the porthole, picked up the cup and took a sip of the drink.

It's a flavor of fruit wine that she likes very much.

Shen Yuntang's expression became even stranger.

Xie Yunting finished his meal and looked up, only to see her looking at him with a frown.

He paused, "What's wrong?"

Miss Shen's eyes were full of scrutiny.

After a while, she suddenly said, "Shen Zhizhe."

There was no suspicious change in Xie Yunting's expression, and he even expressed doubts to her.

"Is it the brand that Miss Shen wants?"

She crossed her arms and looked at him for a long while, not finding any flaws, but she did not rule out the possibility that the guy was so good at pretending.

There couldn't possibly be another person in the world who understood her so well.

After a while, she withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, took another sip of fruit wine, and said, "I was talking about the name in a book I read. You look like this character."

She looked at the faint stars outside the window, Xie Yunting smiled and said, "Is that a good role?"

"It's pretty good, but also pretty miserable. I was fostered in the home of my father's comrade-in-arms since I was a child. I have his last name and I have a younger sister. I was bullied by my sister every day." Shen Yuntang turned around, looked at him lightly and said.

"He's had a very difficult life."

Xie Yunting nodded politely: "It's difficult for everyone."

"Yeah." Shen Yuntang agreed without much effort, "Maybe he was bullied every day and was forced to become a decathlon genius."

The chef came to take away the tableware. He gently pushed the towel forward and said with his eyes lowered: "Extreme roles always have extreme reasons."

He saw that Shen Yuntang was a little sleepy. It was already past eight o'clock.

She propped up her head and looked at the misty starlight that was so close to her. Under the clouds, so many bright lights could not be seen.

"He's a good brother."

Shen Yuntang murmured, his eyes slowly trying to close, his voice getting lower and lower, "He's not like some stupid, rich, fast-moving second male lead like Brother Yun..."

Before she became troubled by her biological clock, Xie Yunting calmed down and asked softly, "Does your sister think of him as a brother?"

"certainly……"

Shen Yuntang was really sleepy. She couldn't stay up all night, and the difference in air pressure made her extremely tired. She fell asleep on the armrest of the soft chair.

Xie Yunting folded the towel on the table and placed it neatly on both sides. He raised his hand to turn off the ceiling light, leaving only a dim night light.

He stood up and put his coat on Shen Yuntang.

Xie Yunting knelt down beside her and smoothed out the wrinkles on his suit jacket.

Slowly, to himself, he said, "Yes, I know."

He lowered his eyes and slowly stopped moving. His voice was gentle, almost silent.

"So now, let me get to know you in a different capacity."