◇ Chapter 22: V Triple-in-One
The man just quietly hid in the wind and snow, standing steadily with an umbrella in hand, without speaking or moving, like a marble sculpture with a timeless posture.
Xie Yu closed the window and thought to himself, "Strange."
It was a snowy day, the snow and the wind were stronger than knives. If you stood like this for half an hour, you would be numb from the cold.
He muttered to himself, thinking that this man might be sick, so he stopped paying attention to him, sorted his luggage into categories, and took a quick shower.
The water from the shower head in the small hotel came out slowly and the temperature was not high. It felt very cold when it poured on his body. Xie Yu wiped his hair hurriedly and looked under the glass window. The man was gone.
The heavy snow wiped out all traces of him, as if he had never been there.
The system didn't feel cold. It floated in the air, flipping through the plot happily. The fluorescent blue screen flashed as if it was cheering.
Xie Yu: "Are you happy?"
System: "Host! We only have the last two steps left. The last two steps!"
There is not much plot about Xie Yu after he returns to China. Seven days later, Xie Yuanhai will hold a memorial dinner for Xie Yuanshan, and he needs to attend. He will cry a few times, and then he will be forcibly kidnapped by Shen Ci at the banquet, have his fingers broken, and be locked in a mental hospital. The plot ends.
During this period, Xie Yu didn't even have to do anything. He just needed to let his mind wander and cooperate like a puppet to finish the play.
The system checked Xie Yu's score. Although Xie Yu's acting skills were not up to standard and the details were messed up, fortunately all the necessary plot points were present and he finished his lines haltingly. His current score was 65.
Overall evaluation: "Your acting skills are really patchy, but you are diligent and dedicated. The overall evaluation is above average."
If it was before, the system would lament how he got such a low score, but if it was Xie Yu, he would want to beg for help and shout out thanks to all the Bodhisattvas for their blessings.
This is Xie Yu! Xie Yu, who has done so many amazing things before! How can he get 65 for this?!
Just act casually in the last two scenes, this is a sure thing!
The system displayed fireworks on the screen to congratulate in advance on the successful completion of the mission.
Xie Yu stopped him: "Don't, don't, it's the final step, don't set the flag randomly."
He suppressed his excited system and lay down on the small bed in the middle of the hotel. The bed creaked under the weight, and the iron filings rubbed against each other, making a sound like nails scratching a blackboard.
This hotel is really shabby. The bed is broken, the windows are broken, and the wind is blowing in from all sides. The strong wind passes through the gaps, making an indescribable whistle, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The system tried to hold back, but couldn't help but say: "Host, do we really have to live in this crappy place?"
Xie Yu closed his eyes and rested: "Just seven days, be patient and don't cause any more trouble."
Within seven days, Xie Yuanhai sent out invitations to all the celebrities in Jiangcheng, making it a lively event. Those who knew about it knew that he was going to hold a memorial service, while those who didn't thought he was opening a bar and inviting people to dance.
On the seventh day after Xie Yuanshan's body was found in the living room, before the banquet began, Xie Yuanhai finally remembered that he had a nephew. He sent an invitation to Xie Yu, called a driver, and also handed over a set of clothes.
The clothes were an orthodox suit, with a double-breasted vest and peaked lapels. Xie Yu touched the material and found it draped smoothly, so it must be good material.
He changed his clothes in front of the only floor-to-ceiling mirror in the hotel. The man in the mirror had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was tall and handsome. He looked quite realistic.
Xie Yu confirmed with the system: "For this final scene, I don't have to do anything, right?"
The system flipped through the novel: “No, you are just a background board, just cooperate and be dragged away by Shen Ci, that’s all.”
Xie Yu: “That’s easy.”
The driver drove all the way to the hotel and took him there. People were coming and going in the lobby. The men were dressed meticulously, wearing ties and applying hair wax, and the women were dressed up and looked elegant. During this time, Xie Yu found a secluded corner and sat down.
He took a glass of juice from the waiter and was drinking it when his eyes suddenly wandered to a place in the corner.
There, a familiar figure flashed by.
Xie Yu frowned: "He Zhiyuan?"
The system was stunned: "Wasn't this scumbag taken back to the capital by his father? Why is he here?"
Xie Yu retracted his gaze: "Maybe I saw it wrong."
It's far away and there are so many people, so there's a chance that you might have seen it wrong.
At exactly eight o'clock, Xie Yuanhai arrived as promised. He was in high spirits and delivered a long and boring speech at the main seat, turning the memorial service into an inauguration ceremony. Then he saluted to all directions to express his gratitude amid thunderous applause.
Xie Yu clapped perfunctorily and took a few pieces of grapefruit from the waiter.
I wonder if there are any grapefruits left in the mental hospital.
At this time, the secretary received a call, and Xie Yuanhai raised his hand to signal. The sparse applause in the audience stopped. He immediately walked to the door and adjusted his tie. The waiter beside him bowed and opened the door. It seemed that a heavyweight guest had arrived.
Xie Yuanhai was considered one of the most prominent figures in Jiangcheng. Not many people could make him stand up and greet him. Many people at the banquet were eagerly waiting, curious about who was coming.
Xie Yu was already halfway into a mental hospital, but he didn't care at all. He continued to drink juice, and when the crowd in front of him had almost cleared away, he raised his eyes lazily and looked in that direction casually.
Just one glance and he was stunned.
The man was wearing a formal grey suit, with a waist design that perfectly outlined a beautiful waistline, making people want to put their hands on it and rub that curve. His legs were also slender and beautiful, tucked into his drooping trousers, with only a little skin at his ankles exposed when he walked. Against the backdrop of dark socks, his skin was white and soft, just like the white glaze on porcelain.
Xie Yu didn't even need to look up at the face, just by looking at this piece of wrist, he knew that the person coming was Shen Ci.
“…”
Xie Yu's throat felt slightly bitter. He knew Shen Ci would come, but he didn't know that Shen Ci would come so early.
In the novel, Shen Ci was already powerful enough at this time, and Xie Yuanhai had to give him some face. At the end of the banquet, he brought people in and took away the eldest son of the Xie family on the spot. No one in the audience dared to say a word.
But now, the party has just begun.
The banquet was almost over and most people had left. Being dragged out at that time was different from being ridiculed and dragged out in public. Xie Yu didn't look up. He rubbed the wall of the cup unconsciously, pretending to know nothing, as if this way, Shen Ci couldn't see him either.
Shen Ci is now a hot new upstart in Jiangcheng. Countless people rushed to show their courtesy to him. Soon, he was surrounded by a crowd of people. As an expired young master, Xie Yu sat in a corner and did not attract anyone's attention.
Xie Yu drank the juice: "You can't see me, um, you shouldn't be able to see me."
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. The system was hanging over his head, and he even stuttered when he spoke: "Host Su Su Su!"
"Chenchenchenchenci is coming, be prepared to be dragged away!"
Xie Yu was already annoyed, and this thought made him even more annoyed. He used the fruit plate to block his view: "I said, drag me away if you want. It's me who's being dragged away, not you. Why are you stuttering?"
The system wanted to cry but had no tears: "...You don't know, Shen Ci has become a little scary."
Chen Ci's face was as elegant and beautiful as ever, but this time he had no expression on his face and his eyes were heavy, which made him look inexplicably cold and solemn. He casually pushed away the crowd around him, took a glass of wine from the waiter, and walked straight towards Xie Yu with steady steps, as if he was coming to call for justice.
Xie Yuanhai quickly followed, slightly stunned: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, why are you going to the center of the banquet? Why are you in this corner?"
Shen Ci stopped beside the sofa five meters away from Xie Yu and sat down sideways. Xie Yuanhai was stunned, thinking that he chose this place for peace and quiet, so he sat down as well. The few of them talked about the recent trends in the industry as if no one was around.
The system breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not coming for you, host."
Xie Yu was holding up his head to look in other directions, pretending to be in deep thought. Hearing this, he slightly turned his neck and looked at Shen Ci with his peripheral vision. He didn't dare to look blatantly, but only dared to glance at him hastily. The moment he touched her, he retracted his gaze as if he had been burned.
Xie Yu: "Chen Ci...seems to have become more beautiful?"
Chen Ci was very handsome before, with clear eyebrows and eyes, gentle temperament, and full of the literary air of a scholar. However, he was still a student at that time, his family was poor, and his clothes were loose and old, and the size was not suitable. The poverty that could not be concealed by his whole body suppressed his beauty by three points.
But now, Shen Ci's temperament has become much more noble. His wide shirt wraps his slender body well, his tailor-made suit is ironed and neat, his hair is meticulously combed, and he wears silver-framed glasses with low prescription. His eyebrows and eyes are hidden behind the lenses, and his emotions cannot be seen... If the previous Shen Ci was elegant and gentle, then now, his beauty is sharp, and he is dressed in a suit, elegant and restrained, like a gem wiped clean of dust, with a sense of awe and inviolability.
Xie Yu commented: "She has really become more beautiful. The little beauty has become a big beauty."
The system went crazy: "Brother, my dear brother, don't you see what time it is now? Is it the time to discuss whether he is beautiful or not?"
Xie Yu shook his head: "You don't understand, appreciating beauty is one of the great pleasures of life."
He sighed slightly: "It's a pity that such a beautiful woman will never be kind to me again."
system:"……"
It was speechless: "How about this, when you go to the mental hospital, scream miserably, so that he might laugh at you."
Xie Yu did not refute. He straightened his suit, stood up with his back to Shen Ci, and then deliberately made a circle, walked around the sofa from the outside, and headed towards the southwest corner of the banquet hall.
System: "...Where are you going?"
Xie Yu: "I'm too close. I'm afraid he'll see me. I'm going to the bathroom to avoid the spotlight."
The restroom was the best refuge in the entire venue, and Shen Ci couldn’t force him out of his pit.
system:"."
It asked: "Isn't it said that appreciating beauty is one of the great pleasures of life?"
Xie Yu: "It's fun to admire a beauty, but it's not fun to be dragged out in public."
The original text used a very vivid word when describing this part - "dead dog". It said that Master Xie kept struggling and cursing, but was restrained by someone and dragged out like a dead dog.
Xie Yu was not confident in his acting skills. He was not sure whether he could play the role of "dead dog" well, so he decided to leave first and wait until the banquet was almost over.
*
Shen Ci sat upright on the sofa, looking somewhere out of the corner of his eyes, until Xie Yu’s shadow disappeared, then he retracted his gaze.
He seemed to have a calm face and a relaxed posture, but his back was straight as he leaned loosely on the sofa, looking dignified and impeccable.
This posture is not comfortable, nor is it easy to maintain, but it looks good enough and is often used by the socialites and gentlemen of Jiangcheng. When Lin Yin followed He Zhiyuan before, she maintained this posture anytime and anywhere.
Chen Ci thought it was ridiculous at the time, but he never imagined that one day he would also put on a stiff demeanor just for someone's casual glance.
"...Just now we said that our Phase II experiment went smoothly and we can start Phase III right away. When the drug comes out, the stock price...Mr. Shen? Mr. Shen?"
“Sorry,” Shen Ci pushed his messy hair back. Since Xie Yu was not around, he didn’t pay attention to his hairstyle. He tidied up all his hair, revealing his smooth forehead.
He specially trimmed his eyebrows today, with a soft curve at the ends; he also trimmed his hair, and his profile facing Xie Yu was at a perfect 45° angle, which best highlighted his handsome eyebrows and eyes; he didn't understand fashion and dressed simply, so he asked Lin Yin to be his advisor and picked a suit that trimmed his waistline. Even the watch on his wrist was carefully selected, with a suitable size and a lacquered dial that was low-key and natural, and did not steal the show.
At that time, Lin Yin even took a breath after finishing the conversation: "Chen Ci, I know why Master Xie was so fascinated by you. You are so beautiful."
Shen Ci laughed at himself at that time. He had never been so obsessed with Young Master Xie. Among the two, Xie Yu was the one who had no attachment and stayed out of the matter. Young Master Xie, who was rumored to be lustful, was more etiquette-abiding in bed than the most upright gentleman. Apart from a shallow hug, there was nothing else.
But today, Xie Yu didn't even look up at him.
He secretly laughed sarcastically, thinking: "Master Xie is really as heartless as the rumors say. When he likes someone, he dotes on her in every way, but when he doesn't like her, he abandons her like a piece of trash. He treats a living person standing in front of him as worse than a cat or a dog."
"...Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen?" Xie Yuanhai came over, "Are you not feeling well today?"
In just a few minutes, I have been distracted countless times.
Shen Ci stood up: "There was a traffic jam on the road just now. I sat for a long time and felt a little carsick. I'm going to the bathroom to wash up."
Xie Yuanhai quickly pointed to him: "In the southwest corner."
Shen Ci: “Thank you.”
He pushed through the crowd and headed toward the southwest corner, bypassing two flower walls and stopping at the bathroom door.
Separated by a thin door, Shen Ci paused and pressed his eyebrows with a slight headache.
His thoughts were in a mess. It was not a good idea to follow Xie Yu. It was obvious that Master Xie had no interest in him. If he rushed to get close to him, he would be of no use except lowering his status and humiliating himself, as if he were a cheap toy that could be easily played with.
But he still followed.
Shen Ci pursed his lips slightly. The more uneasy he was, the colder his expression became. At this moment, his face was as cold as ice. If he met Xie Yu, he could pretend it was a coincidence.
Shen Ci grasped the handle and opened the door.
There was no one in sight.
The innermost compartment was locked and Xie Yu was inside.
Shen Ci paused, then washed his hands as if nothing had happened. He applied hand soap carefully and rinsed them thoroughly, calmly like any other guest at a banquet.
But at this moment, the door lock of the compartment behind him moved. He suddenly tensed up all over, strode back, found the nearest compartment, walked straight in, closed the door and locked it in one go.
Shen Ci: “…”
This posture is really embarrassing.
Xie Yu didn't know there was someone next door. He walked out leisurely, washed his hands leisurely, then took out his mobile phone and started playing games.
He was playing Tetris. With the sound of beeping, the blocks fell one after another. Xie Yu controlled the blocks to move, and a large area was eliminated in an instant.
System: "...Do we have to play games here?"
Xie Yu: "Stay out of the spotlight, stay out of the spotlight."
The restroom in the banquet hall was lit with aromatherapy, and there was no strange smell. Xie Yu operated it with both hands, feeling contented.
Shen Ci: “…”
He was standing there in a state of uneasiness.
After ten minutes, Xie Yu was tired of standing and planned to move to another place. Just as he was about to go out, someone suddenly came in and locked the door.
Xie Yu paused as he put away his phone.
The person coming is He Zhiyuan.
Compared with his previous high-spirited appearance, he now looks bleak: his hair is messy, his eyes are full of red bloodshot, blue stubble is popping out of his chin, and his suit is loose and wrinkled, with the edges curled up, as if it has not been ironed and trimmed for a long time.
The once popular playboy in Jiangcheng has fallen into this state.
He stared at Xie Yu with a ferocious and crazy expression, just like a madman. Xie Yu took a step back calmly: "System, why did he become like this?"
"Oh, after you left, something happened to He Zhiyuan, but every time I mentioned him, you showed no interest, so I didn't mention it later."
Xie Yu: "What happened?"
System: "I heard that his gang-banging was exposed, and the evidence is irrefutable. His family spent a lot of money to suppress it, but they have basically given up on his lineage..."
The He family is a wealthy and powerful family, unlike the Xie family which only has Xie Yuanshan and Xie Yuanhai, and Xie Yuanshan has only Xie Yu as his only heir. The competition within the He family is quite fierce. He Zhiyuan has had such a big problem that he has basically no chance of being the heir to the family. From now on, he can only say that he will have no worries about food and clothing, but he will be stretched for the rest of the time.
Xie Yu frowned: "Is there such a thing in the novel?"
Before he finished speaking, He Zhiyuan suddenly stepped forward and pressed Xie Yu's shoulders, his eyes red and gnashing his teeth: "Xie Yu, Xie Yu, you have a good lover, you have a good lover! You made me fall to this point..."
He muttered something in a mysterious manner, and his voice suddenly became high-pitched: "You have to help me get revenge! Xie Yu! You have to help me get revenge!"
Xie Yu raised his eyebrows: "Revenge on whom?"
"Shen Ci! Shen Ci... Do you know what he did? Do you know what he did?!"
Xie Yu: "Oh? What did he do?"
The system has displayed the information on the tablet, from how Chen Ci contacted Lin Yin and found the boys and girls who were previously victimized, to how he set up a scheme to get Lin Yin to get on Luo Shao's side, and then to how he gained Luo Shao's trust. Everything was clearly recorded.
Xie Yu found it a little funny. He Zhiyuan had done all these things himself. He was the one who played with pretty girls, beat people, and hosted all kinds of banquets. He deserved it when his crimes were exposed. He brought his own destruction upon himself. As a result, he was crying in an ugly way, as if someone was pointing a gun at him and forcing him to plunder.
He Zhiyuan's forehead was bulging with veins. "Xie Yu, you don't f*cking think Shen Ci is some innocent little white flower, do you? I tell you, he has a very dirty mind. When he advised Lin Yin not to claim compensation, I thought he loved me so much and was so obedient, but he ended up hurting me! Huh?! That's how he treated you as your lover."
Xie Yu didn't say anything and washed his hands slowly.
This hand was just held by He Zhiyuan, and he felt uncomfortable.
He Zhiyuan didn't know what Xie Yu was thinking. He held Xie Yu, his hands shaking wildly: "Xie Yu, we have been brothers for decades. He exposed my secrets today? What about tomorrow? Whose secrets will he expose tomorrow? He approaches you and gets benefits from you, but turns around and sells out your brother. He is such an ungrateful bitch..."
He Zhiyuan was furious, and his words gradually became unbearable. Shen Ci hid in the cubicle and heard everything clearly, but his face showed no expression. The pale light of the bathroom shone on his face, which was as white as gold paper, and even his usually gentle eyebrows and eyes had a bit more sharpness.
Yes, he did all this, but if he had to do it again, he would still do it.
He Zhiyuan is a real scumbag. He not only plays with people like Lin Yin, but also those young boys and girls who have just entered the society and are young and admire Ai. Some of them have been away from him for more than half a year, and he will wake up in his dreams. Shen Ci has seen a lot while accompanying him in the hospital. If the He family hadn't spent a lot of money to settle it, he would have sent He Zhiyuan directly to jail.
but……
Chen Ci rubbed his fingertips unconsciously.
But what would Xie Yu think?
Rumor has it that the eldest son of the Xie family is loyal and values friends the most, but Shen Ci stayed by Xie Yu's side, using the experimental quota Xie Yu got, but turned around and attacked Xie Yu's friends. It is no exaggeration to say that Shen Ci almost ruined He Zhiyuan's future.
He couldn't even find a word to refute He Zhiyuan's dirty talk.
Would Xie Yu agree with He Zhiyuan's words and think that he was... ungrateful?
He Zhiyuan was still immersed in his own world. He seemed to have found the only outlet and tried to vent all his malice.
"Xie Yu, you don't know Yu Yan's dirty ways, do you? He's really capable. Less than five years after you left the country, he turned around and hooked up with Luo Shao. Bah! He pretended to be so noble and aloof, and acted like he was dying if I touched him, but he ended up sleeping with Luo Shao. Now he's rich, a slut who can sleep with anyone..."
Separated by a door, Shen Ci clenched his palms.
He didn't care about the dirty words. Ever since he followed Xie Yu, there had been constant rumors. Even until now, there were still posts on the A University campus forum saying how he used tricks and schemes to hook up with Young Master Xie.
Shen Ci never took these remarks to heart, but he couldn't accept that He Zhiyuan laid out these illusory things in front of Xie Yu.
"Are you done? If you are, it's my turn to speak." Xie Yu had already washed his hands. He slowly took out a tissue and carefully wiped the water from between his fingers.
"He Zhiyuan, actually when I first met you, I wanted to do one thing. Guess what it was?"
The topic changed so quickly that He Zhiyuan was stunned: "What?"
Xie Yu laughed, and while He Zhiyuan was in shock, he suddenly raised his hand and threw a hook punch at his chin. The punch was so heavy that He Zhiyuan staggered and half-knelt on the ground.
"you!"
"The first time I saw you, I was wondering, how could there be someone in this world who deserves a beating like you?" Xie Yu looked down at him, grabbed He Zhiyuan by his tie, lifted him up, and punched him in the stomach twice, "He Zhiyuan, why don't you look at what you are? You are not worthy of slandering Shen Ci in front of me?"
Although Xie Yu was a pretty good slacker in high school, he didn't max out his swearing skills. His swearing skills were much worse than He Zhiyuan's, and he definitely couldn't say words like bitch and cheap. Fortunately, he worked out regularly, and his abdominal and chest muscles were still pretty good. He was the type who looked thin when dressed and had muscular bodies when undressed, so he was good at beating people up.
Shen Ci inside the door was stunned. He pressed the edge of the door and seemed to be fixed in place.
Shen Ci thought of many possible reactions from Xie Yu, but punching He Zhiyuan was not one of them.
He Zhiyuan was also very confused. He was hit by several heavy punches. He dodged awkwardly and cursed: "Fuck you, Xie Yu, are you crazy?"
According to the novel, Xie Yu shouldn't hit He Zhiyuan, he doesn't have this role, but since the plot has come to an end, He Zhiyuan is a supporting actor who is not even 80-tier, and there is no ending, Xie Yu thought that if he hits him, what can go wrong? Just follow your heart.
He punched He Zhiyuan on the chin: "Say it again, fuck whose mother?"
He Zhiyuan came here just to get mad at Xie Yu, but he didn’t expect Xie Yu to be even crazier than him, so he spat and looked ferocious: “Xie Yu, you are really fucking crazy, what kind of medicine did that bitch Shen Ci give you…”
Before he could finish his words, Xie Yu punched him again. He Zhiyuan's eyes immediately turned blue and blood flowed down his philtrum from his nose. He looked so miserable.
Xie Yu pressed him: "He Zhiyuan, I warn you, keep your mouth shut, how dare you talk to me like this, Shen Ci is dirty? Shen Ci is cheap? Can his mind be as dirty as yours? Can he be as cheap as you? Are you worthy?"
Xie Yu couldn't help but curse, "Stupid idiot."
In the original story, Shen Ci was abused to such an extent, but he did not do anything shameful. Speaking of revenge, he only took revenge on the original owner, and the original owner's relatives and friends were safe and sound. Even when he was at his most severe depression, he only hurt himself and never hurt others. Later, he was in a serious physical condition, with major and minor illnesses. Seeing that he did not have much time left, he donated most of his property to support poor children. If he were in Xie Yu's shoes, he would not be able to do so.
How could He Zhiyuan slander such a person?
In the compartment, Shen Ci curled his fingers silently.
This was really a novel experience. Chen Ci's family was poor, but he was good-looking. There had been constant rumors about him since he was a child. Some said he bought it outside, some said his mother bought it outside, and so on.
It’s not that no one has spoken up for him. Han Yunyun and Li Yue would complain and get angry every time they saw it on the forum, but the most they would do was reply to clarify a few words, and these clarifications never made any waves and were drowned out by rumors and slander.
Gradually, Shen Ci learned not to watch or listen. He stopped going to those forums and stopped listening to those gossips, so he stopped caring.
But now, Xie Yu punched down one after another, and Shen Ci stood in the compartment, vaguely recalling his childhood.
At that time, he and another girl in the class were both very beautiful. The boys in the class learned the words "brothels", "potters" and "top girl" from somewhere, and they surrounded them and joked that they were the top male and top female girls.
The girl cried, and her parents came to the school the next day. Her father grabbed the ringleaders and beat them up. Her mother went straight to the office to find the head teacher. When the head teacher heard about it, he was so angry that he punished the boys with a ruler again.
The girl was never criticized again because she had someone to back her up.
But Shen Ci didn't.
He was called up for two semesters, and no one stood up for him. His father died early, and his grandmother was old. She worked under the lamp every day, sewing shoe soles and doing hard labor to make a living. Shen Ci couldn't bother him about this matter between classmates.
And now, because of He Zhiyuan's two irrelevant and insignificant words, which even Shen Ci himself didn't care much about, Xie Yu took action.
Shen Ci closed his eyes, his eye sockets were red, and his chest felt very sore.
In this small and cramped cubicle, Shen Ci was in a trance and returned to that afternoon many years ago. He hid behind the classroom door and watched through the tattered crack in the door as the girl's father punched her again and again. Shen Ci couldn't remember his feelings at the time. Perhaps it was envy, bitterness, jealousy...all kinds of emotions mixed together, turning into overwhelming confusion and helplessness.
But now, some people are also shaking their fists for him.
Xie Yu had practiced when he was a gangster. His punching movements were graceful and beautiful. His elbows drove the muscles of his waist and back, his shoulder blades were tight, and his suit was tightly attached to his body, outlining smooth lines, elegant like an agent in a British movie. As Shen Ci looked at it, he suddenly remembered the shape of this body, and remembered the undulations of the muscles and the burning temperature of the skin when these arms tightly wrapped him in their arms every winter night five years ago.
He...really wanted to hug Xie Yu.
But now, Xie Yu is no longer his.
Outside the door, He Zhiyuan shouted sternly: "Xie Yu!"
Although his body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, he was still an adult man after all. He was pushed too hard, and he rushed up with red eyes, and was about to strangle Xie Yu's neck. Shen Ci watched from the crack in the door, his brows jumped, and he couldn't help but move closer.
Xie Yu sighed. He should eat and exercise when he was abroad. His physical fitness was far from what He Zhiyuan could compare to. He Zhiyuan felt pain when he twisted his body. An incredible thought came to his mind: "Fuck Xie Yu. It has come to this. You are still protecting Shen Ci? You even don't hesitate to attack me. Can you forget your old feelings for him?"
“…”
Inside and outside the compartment, Xie Yuchen paused at the same time.
Shen Ci silently grabbed his clothes, and the hem of his expensive suit was wrinkled, as if it was about to be torn to pieces by him.
Xie Yu was originally holding He Zhiyuan's shoulders, but upon hearing this, his hands loosened slightly, revealing his weakness.
He Zhiyuan struggled violently and took the opportunity to get out. He staggered two steps and looked at Xie Yu as if he had seen a ghost: "Are you really screwed?"
Among so many rich second generation in Jiangcheng, Xie Yu and He Zhiyuan are the most extravagant. They are both heartless rich young men. No matter how beautiful the boy or girl is, they will just play with them. Which of them has ever really fallen in love with them?
“…”
Xie Yu looked at him quietly without saying anything.
silence.
He Zhiyuan wiped his nose and found his hand covered with bright red blood. Xie Yu had just punched him in the nose, almost breaking the bridge of his nose. At this moment, sticky blood was dripping down his philtrum.
He Zhiyuan's hands were covered in blood, but he looked at Xie Yu and laughed: "Xie Yu, do you know who Shen Ci is now? He has won the favor of Luo Shao and has personally promoted a listed company. He has almost beaten my family to the point of not knowing what to do. Now your uncle Xie Yuanhai has to respectfully call him Mr. Shen when he sees him. You treated him like that back then and forced him to sign the agreement. How do you think he will retaliate against you? Huh? Guess?"
“…”
“Hahahahahahaha,” He Zhiyuan laughed more and more wildly, “Old love still exists? Xie Yu, what a great old love still exists. I’m waiting to see what happens to you!”
Xie Yu looked at him with disgust and said calmly, "You are wrong. I never have any lingering feelings for anyone."
It's not that he is being stubborn, it's just that there are only a few plot sections left, and He Zhiyuan is a chatterbox who likes to make irrelevant remarks. Now Shen Ci is working for Luo Shao, and if the rumor that "Xie Yu and he have an old relationship" comes out, it will not be good for Shen Ci's reputation, and Xie Yu doesn't want to cause trouble.
At this moment, the door of the compartment made a bang and the door panel trembled slightly, as if someone had lost control and hit it. It was a pity that He Zhiyuan was beaten half to death, and Xie Yu was throwing him out like a dead dog, so no one noticed the movement inside.
Xie Yu dragged He Zhiyuan out of the bathroom and left him far away. He looked at his watch and saw that there was still an hour or so before the banquet ended. So he carefully selected a secluded corner and started playing connect the dots.
The system perched on his shoulder, circling around to look at the screen, and said disdainfully: "Host, can you play something more advanced?"
As an electronic system, he can see the optimal solution to the connect-the-dots game at a glance.
Xie Yu: "Don't be picky. When you go to the mental hospital, it will be good enough if you can play connect the dots."
Normally it was fine, but during the days when Shen Ci went to visit him, he might have to lie in bed with restraints on, his hands and feet tied tightly, unable to move.
The system comforted him: "It's okay, I'll play a little movie in your mind when the time comes, I guarantee that they won't be able to see it."
All the other guests present were socializing, only Xie Yu, who called himself a "dying man", was enjoying himself. As a result, when he played two rounds and was about to break the record, there was a commotion at the door.
The guests in the front hall were thrown into confusion, and the sound of chatting suddenly increased. Xie Yuanhai also walked quickly forward, as if talking to someone.
The system left Xie Yu, flew forward for a circle, and then returned to Xie Yu. A "crying" expression appeared on the screen.
Xie Yu paused, the game timed out, and the screen displayed game over. He closed the game, put away his phone, and asked, "What happened?"
The expression on the screen was left with lasagna tears, and the system went crazy: "Ahhhhhhhh! I knew it! I knew it! The last game will definitely not go this smoothly!"
Xie Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was wrong: "What's going on?"
System: “You beat up He Zhiyuan, that idiot He Zhiyuan. He called the police!”
Xie Yu: “……?”
This group of rich second-generations have "strong martial virtues". They have done a lot of illegal things and fought fights on a daily basis. They are just used to paying money to settle privately and calling the police to solve the problem. This is really the first time for a young lady to do this.
"Okay." Xie Yu thought, "Barefoot people are not afraid of those wearing shoes. He Zhiyuan is desperate."
Soon, the crowd automatically made way, and a pair of silver handcuffs were handed to them. The law enforcement officer said sternly, "Xie Yu, right? Someone called the police and reported that you were fighting. Come with us."
The system is about to crash: "What the hell, how did the plot turn out like this!?"
Xie Yu glanced at the screen. The original text of the novel was: "Chen Ci called someone over and held Xie Yu down in public. Xie Yu struggled, but someone handcuffed his arms, pressed his shoulders, and dragged him away like a dead dog."
“…” Xie Yu sighed.
The original text was very well written and very vivid, but now that the silver handcuffs were right in front of him, he seemed unable to restore it.
After all, he couldn't just say, "Comrade, please drag me away like a dead dog."
Xie Yu raised his hand, analyzed calmly, and replied in his mind: "It's okay, don't panic, isn't my average score 65? There are still 5 points to be deducted. This kind of small plot point can only deduct two points at most, so there are 3 points left."
The system was gloomy and muttered: "...That being said, I always have a bad feeling."
No matter how powerful Shen Ci was, he couldn't snatch people from the law enforcement officers. When Xie Yu was taken into the car, he saw He Zhiyuan with a bruised face.
He Zhiyuan's eyes were swollen, his nose was broken, his chin was bleeding, and he had been kicked twice in the abdomen. The area was covered in purple and blue bruises, and looked scary.
But it just looked scary. Xie Yu retracted his strength. The bruises on He Zhiyuan's body were all superficial injuries, not even minor injuries. Even if he went for a scar assessment, Xie Yu would not have to go to jail. At most, it would be considered a fight and a disturbance of public order.
Several people made a statement. According to the rules, Xie Yu had to be administratively detained. The law enforcement officer saw that he looked good and did not look like a habitual offender. He was also wearing high-end clothes, so he asked, "Do you want bail?"
Bail does not require detention, but it does require a deposit and a bailor's signature to take responsibility.
This money is just a drop in the bucket for the rich second generation in Jiangcheng, but as soon as Xie Yuanshan died, Xie Yuanhai joined forces with other shareholders to repurchase shares. Now the money has not arrived, and Xie Yuanhai is hoping that Xie Yu's reputation will be ruined so that the board of directors will remove him from the board. It is impossible for him to sign a bail for him.
The remaining two were Zhou Yang and Xu Qingshan. But Zhou Yang was not in Jiangcheng, he had returned to Beijing to inherit the family business. As for Xu Qingshan, Xie Yu did not want to be associated with him, exposing their uncle-nephew relationship. Otherwise, when Shen Ci found out and found that Xu Qingshan was his relative, he would be transferred to another mental hospital. Who would Xie Yu cry to?
After thinking about it this way, he really couldn't find anyone to bail him out in such a big city like Jiangcheng.
Xie Yu sighed and slumped down on the chair: "Detain him."
The law enforcement officer paused. This was the first time he had seen such a request: "Really not guaranteeing it?"
Xie Yu smiled: "No one will protect me."
He laughed at himself and thought, "We are in two different worlds. I can't find anyone to protect me even if I want to."
Xie Yu was used to being alone and had few close friends. He had mental problems in high school and his classmates avoided him. One time, he climbed over the wall to skip class and ran into thugs who were trying to rob him in the alley. He also fought with them and was once detained administratively, but no one came to bail him out.
But Xie Yu was open-minded and didn't care. If it was awkward the first time, now he was familiar with it and felt quite comfortable.
The bail procedure is complicated, but the detention procedure is simpler. The law enforcement officer completed it quickly and printed out the document. He handed the ink pad to Xie Yu and said, "Check if there is anything wrong. Put your fingerprint here."
Xie Yu lowered his head. The column for the crime read: "Suspected of intentionally assaulting others and disturbing public order."
Xie Yu thought that he didn't mean to beat anyone, it was just He Zhiyuan's bad mouth, but these excuses were useless, so he just admitted it.
He was still handcuffed, restricting his movements, so he raised his thumb awkwardly, dipped it in ink, and tried to press it on the document.
But the next second, the file was suddenly taken away.
"Wait, wait a moment."
There seemed to be new information. The law enforcement officer checked the computer and gestured to Xie Yu to stop: "It seems that someone is here to pick you up."
Xie Yu paused: "Who will pick me up?"
The law enforcement officer lowered his head and tapped on the keyboard, then uncuffed him: "You'll know when you go out. It shows here that he has paid the bail and signed to take responsibility. You can go now."
“…”
When Xie Yu was about to be detained administratively, he was acting normal. But now that he was released on bail, he became stunned instead. He did not stand up until the law enforcement officer knocked on the table.
In this situation, who can bail him out?
Xie Yuanhai? Xie Yuanhai was socializing at the banquet, drunk as a dander, and had no time to care about his nephew.
Zhou Yang? Even more impossible. Even a plane wouldn't be able to make it.
Xu Qingshan? Xu Qingshan was in a remote suburban hospital. No one informed him, so he didn't know what was happening here.
Xie Yu frowned.
Who else?
He followed the law enforcement officer through the corridor and walked to the main entrance. From a distance, he finally saw the bailor sitting on the bench in the hall.
The man was wearing a well-fitting suit, had a handsome face, and an elegant and dignified manner. He was flipping through some documents at this moment, with a few strands of hair falling on his eyebrows. Perhaps he was annoyed, so he raised his hand to push his glasses on the bridge of his nose and tucked his hair inside. The incandescent light in the hall fell on him, reflecting his cold white skin, which was as moist as if covered with a layer of white glaze.
Just by sitting there, this man had a unique and elegant temperament, which made the shabby hall look classy. The rusty iron bench behind him looked like a display case supporting exhibits in a museum, and he himself was an antique porcelain displayed in a glass cabinet.
Xie Yu held his breath.
...Serene words.
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