Lin Yitang went up from the second floor. Four bodyguards were guarding outside Wen Hangxing's door. When they saw her coming up, they shouted in unison: "Madam."
Lin Yitang didn't go in. She asked, "How is Wen Hangxing feeling?"
One of the bodyguards, who seemed to be the leader, replied, "Madam, the young master is a little agitated and is inside right now."
Lin Yitang pushed open the door and was surprised to find that Wen Hangxing, who had been angry just now, was now sitting calmly on a chair, peeling an apple in his hand. The long apple peel hung down, and one could vaguely see Wen Hangxing's leisurely mood.
Lin Yitang understood instantly, and laughed angrily: "I was wondering why you were angry for no reason. Your feelings are deceiving me!"
Wen Hangxing's skin tightened, and he raised the apple in his hand, "Do you want to eat it?"
Lin Yitang snorted, took the whole apple away, and bit into it with a "crunch, crunch" sound. He said viciously, as if he mistook the apple for Wen Hangxing, "Explain it."
Wen Hangxing's throat tightened, he swallowed hard, and admitted frankly: "I did all this to make her leave."
"Why?" Lin Yitang couldn't understand this mentality and asked curiously.
"Because the manor is our private territory, if other unfamiliar people come in, we will feel uncomfortable that our territory has been invaded."
"We?" Lin Yitang responded in a split second. "Did Wen Zeli and you team up on this?"
"Not really. But it doesn't matter. He's probably more unhappy about it than me. You know my dad, he's very controlling."
"Then I can't bring friends back in the future?" Lin Yitang frowned, thinking of a question.
"Is she your friend?" Wen Hangxing smiled lightly, looking nonchalant. "You're only doing this out of sympathy. You don't even know her. You hesitated before bringing her back today, didn't you?"
Lin Yitang had nothing to say. In fact, she was also a person with a strong sense of personal territory. She chose to bring Qian Yuanyuan back today only because she was afraid that something might happen to her. Thinking of this, Lin Yitang couldn't help but marvel at the insight of the Wen family father and son.
"We base our actions on your wishes. If you truly invite someone to our home from the bottom of your heart, we will naturally welcome you. However, if you are being dragged along by thoughts that run counter to your true feelings and are unable to make a true decision due to the constraints you place on yourself, we naturally hope that you will follow your heart."
"What?" Lin Yitang vaguely felt that he understood what he meant, but the thoughts in his mind were not obvious, so he couldn't help but ask.
"That is, if you don't want to do something or can't do it, we'll do it for you. I hate it most in my life when people take advantage of or deceive me, but if this is you, I think I'd be happy to do it." Wen Hangxing's face was relaxed yet serious, and he didn't seem to realize the impact his words had on Lin Yitang. He thought for a moment and then said, "So, Ms. Lin, rely on us a little more and don't feel burdened."
An indescribable feeling surged in her heart. Lin Yitang's eyes were sore and swollen. She blinked rapidly, turned her head awkwardly, opened and closed her mouth several times, but found that she could not speak. Finally, she said in a pretentious and cheerful tone, "Why are you being so sentimental?"
It was the first time Lin Yitang had heard such words. She couldn't describe the shock and emotion she felt. For the first twenty years of her life, the image of shoulders had been missing. Her parents had a business marriage, and after giving birth to her, they quickly divorced and formed a new family, as if their mission had been accomplished. She had lived alone for many years, cultivating an independent character.
One afternoon, she met her mother. The woman, who always had a tense expression when she met her, was holding the hand of a little girl, her smile gentle and endearing. Her feet seemed rooted to the spot, not even having the courage to move forward. But on some dark nights, she would also wonder why she was not loved, and would curl up in a corner, letting tears blur her vision.
But today, in this world, she heard the words she had sought for so many years but never received. The sixteen-year-old boy stood before her and said sincerely, "You can rely on us." At that moment, a shackle in her heart suddenly loosened, and then there was a milky white light, strong but not dazzling.
She seemed unable to complete this task rationally anymore. She truly realized that she had developed feelings for Wen Hangxing a long time ago. She did not simply see him as a target to be conquered, but this feeling was particularly obvious today. She had already regarded this task as her own responsibility. She hoped that Wen Hangxing would live well, regardless of the task.
Lin Yitang's tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, like pearls that had broken off the string, drop by drop, crystal clear.
Wen Hangxing realized something was wrong. He noticed that Lin Yitang's face was covered with tears. The usually aloof and arrogant Master Wen panicked. He reached out to wipe away Lin Yitang's tears, but then he thought he should get a tissue. So he fumbled around Lin Yitang's face, "Don't cry, I... I didn't do anything to you!"
Lin Yitang looked at him, who was different from his usual silly self, and burst into laughter. "Give me a tissue."
Tissues, tissues. Wen Hangxing quickly stuffed the entire pack of tissues on the table to Lin Yitang, "Here, wipe your tears."
Lin Yitang was holding a pack of tissues in her arms, and her originally touched mood was ruined. She couldn't help but think that the originally good sentimental scene was shattered by your silly behavior.
Wen Hangxing looked at her wiping her tears and asked, "Why are you crying suddenly? Who bullied you?" When he said the last sentence, his tone suddenly became cold.
"It's okay, I just spoke out of my feelings and suddenly I couldn't control myself."
"Then what inspired you to speak like that?" Wen Hangxing asked her, his expression suddenly brightening. "Are you moved by what I just said?"
Lin Yitang saw him smiling like a fool and said, "I don't want to pay attention to you." After saying that, she threw the tissue into Wen Hangxing's arms and turned away.
Wen Hangxing looked at her movements and wondered what she didn't understand. He stared at Lin Yitang's back and smiled. The young man's high-spirited voice rushed straight into Lin Yitang's ears, with a flourish, "I'm serious. You can let me be a sword in your hand."
Lin Yitang paused for a second, then continued walking forward. She waved back with a carefree and peaceful expression, "I understand. I'll try my best."
I will try my best to accept your advice, learn to rely on you, change the predetermined outcome of this world, and give you a wonderful life.
Not because of the mission, but because you are worth it.
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