Chapter 14 is known in Latin as 'Rising Star'
Shen Jixing did not plan to stay too long.
He came just to make sure they were safe, or maybe he just wanted to see them privately.
"Don't blame yourself. I never blame you."
Shen Jixing soothed and let go.
He bent down, picked up the top hat that had fallen to the ground, wiped off the dust with his clean white cuffs, and put it back on Mrs. Herbert.
"On the contrary, I want to thank you and sir for coming all the way for me."
Although the results were not satisfactory.
But Shen Jixing didn't care.
Mrs. Herbert held him lightly with her wrinkled hands, her grey eyes flushed with guilt, "We thought about contacting you in advance, but I was afraid... afraid that you wouldn't want to see us, Nova."
Shen Jixing's long eyelashes drooped slightly and moved slightly.
Two seconds later, he said, "No."
The child is still as soft-hearted as ever.
But it also sealed him in a hard shell.
After he returned home, Mrs. Herbert spoke to him every week, sent him living expenses and beautiful clothes that she had recently bought for him.
He always accepts it well.
"Thank you ma'am, I love it."
A handsome black-haired boy sat opposite him. In the simple gray and white room, there was a fine carving that could not be blocked even by a blurry camera.
After a pause, he continued, "However, the dean recently bought new clothes for us. I am living well here. Please take care of your health and don't worry too much about me."
There was no refusal in his words.
But every word is unnecessary.
"Have you booked your return flight? I can take you and your husband to the airport when I have time."
Shen Jixing gently tucked the strands of silver hair around her ears.
The airport is a place with the most people. Mrs. Herbert smiled and said, "It has been booked, but we have to go to the calligraphy and painting shop in the ancient capital first. You know, Herbert likes these very much."
Many times, no words are needed.
Shen Jixing also knew that she meant to refuse.
They had lived together for three months, and Shen Jixing was a bit like her a lot of the time.
"good."
Shen Jixing nodded and said nothing more, "Have a safe journey and land safely."
Mrs. Herbert looked up and kissed the side of his face. "I will."
Shen Jixing only exchanged a few pleasantries with Herbert.
Any intimacy between men after they mature becomes awkward.
He bent down and picked up the black umbrella from the corner. Just as he was about to step out of the door, he suddenly heard Mrs. Herbert's trembling voice: "Nova..."
He paused slightly.
The hand holding the pitch-black umbrella bone exerted a little force, and the finger bones revealed a clear and thin cold white.
He tilted his eyes slightly and said softly, "If I may, I would like to make a request."
Old Herbert knew that he was in a mess.
Zheng Zhong said: "Don't worry, kid, we will do whatever it takes."
Mrs. Herbert nodded softly, with tears in her eyes.
The rain outside the window blurred the glass, gathering into threads and flowing down.
Shen Jixing said calmly, "I hope that next time we meet, you two can call me by my Chinese name, Shen Jixing."
Old Herbert stood there in a daze.
Mrs. Herbert suddenly covered her lips, and hot tears fell.
Old Herbert couldn't say no. After a long silence, he nodded slowly, "Of course, yes."
Shen Jixing smiled and said, "Thank you."
He turned and walked out of the lounge calmly.
Nova means 'new star' in Latin, representing a new beginning and implying brilliance and beauty.
But he had no new beginning.
So he is not Nova.
…
"Help me look up something."
Shen Jixing's gentleness and patience are actually rare.
Most of the time, he was the cold, arrogant and extremely rude person described by Zhou Yili.
It was as if all the tenderness had been consumed in just ten minutes. The damp mist from the late summer rain lingered at the corners of his eyes, and his voice was also saturated with biting coldness.
"Information about YC and Fang Siqian."
“It’s not that convenient.”
His voice was as calm as water. "I want all their information."
"good."
“…”
Shen Jixing turned the corner and bumped into someone unexpectedly.
He quickly stopped to avoid contact with the person, but the person staggered and fell towards him.
Shen Jixing frowned slightly, but still helped him gently.
The expensive, silky fabric brushed against his palms, and he heard the man's lazy, nonchalant tone.
"Hiss, you walk without looking..."
The man paused, his eyebrows slightly raised, and a dandy sneer spread across his eyes, "Hey, isn't that who?"
Shen Jixing: "..."
The yin and yang in the words are too obvious.
His hasty departure this morning did look like an attempt to shirk responsibility.
Shen Jixing opened his thin lips and was about to speak, but Zhou Yili scanned his phone screen and asked casually, "Who are you calling?"
It's a man.
According to preliminary estimation, he is still a handsome guy.
Before he could see the name clearly, Shen Jixing silently turned the screen inward.
He said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Send it to me tonight. That's it. I'm hanging up now."
Zhou Yili stared at him with deep black eyes.
Shen Jixing put away his phone without noticing anything and looked up at him calmly, "Why are you here?"
Zhou Yili never attends any external events when preparing for a new album.
There is a high probability that there is only one reason why he appeared at the YC celebration.
"It's none of your business."
Zhou Yili withdrew his gaze uninterested and slid his hands into his trouser pockets. The silk shirt was slightly tilted at his collar, revealing half of his delicate and sexy collarbone.
"I have an appointment."
Shen Jixing swept across his sharp Adam's apple.
It is rare for Zhou Yili to dress up like a peacock.
The people present were either from YC or Fang Siqian. He reached out and stopped the other person before he could step forward.
"Who do you have a date with?"
Yo, look at that tone.
I don't know, I would think I am his lover.
Zhou Yili glanced at the hands that were across his waist and abdomen. They were clean, slender, thin-boned and beautiful.
He curled his lips lazily and sneered: "What does it have to do with you? Who am I to you? Mr. Shen."
Shen Jixing looked at him with clear eyes.
Zhou Yili had a sharp and wild look, with a few tufts of blue hair on his head. He raised his eyebrows and said "Ah" in understanding, "It's the creditor."
“…”
Shen Jixing seemed speechless.
The damp rain melted into his eyes, as moist and beautiful as glass covered with water.
Zhou Yili's hands were inexplicably itchy.
He stared coldly at the person in front of him, suddenly put his hand lightly on his chin, and glanced down at him with extreme indifference and aggression.
"You'd better think about how to give me a reasonable explanation tonight."
Shen Jixing was forced to take a step back and looked at him with a frown.
He said coldly, "Let go, I haven't forgotten."
Zhou Yili actually didn't use any strength. The man had a narrow chin and it didn't look very big in his palm.
The touch was subtly addictive, and he decisively let go of her hand, "Okay."
"Send it to me tonight, that's all, I'm leaving now."
“…”
These familiar words.
Zhou Yili opened his legs recklessly, and his waist was about to hit the hand in the air.
Shen Jixing suddenly took it back.
It was not until the romantic and arrogant figure disappeared around the corner that Shen Jixing finally came to his senses.
"Nerve."
He raised his hand as if wiping away something dirty, and his fingertips lightly slid across his cold white jaw.
Then he calmly stepped into the rain outside the corridor.
Two seconds later, cool raindrops hit his scalp, instantly stimulating his thoughts to clarity.
Shen Jixing lowered his eyes and opened the umbrella expressionlessly.
“…”