Chapter 113 My name is Fu Zhiyan, Yan as in Yan Yu.
He took the plush rabbit from Duan Mufeng.
Wen Yanyu looked down and took out the plush rabbit from her bag, preparing to take a picture of Keyan and send it to her.
Hearing a noise outside the door.
Wen Yanyu tilted her head slightly, and her gaze met the person walking in from outside the door.
The man was extremely tall, wearing a black, fitted turtleneck sweater that completely covered his neck. He had deep, handsome features, and his raven-feather-like eyelashes cast shadows on his light gray eyes.
He was enveloped in an aura of cold indifference and lethargy that kept strangers at bay.
My heart skipped a beat.
A completely unfamiliar appearance.
A person I've never met before.
An inexplicable sense of familiarity and excitement.
When the two collide, the brain goes on strike.
Wen Yanyu stood there, stunned, and did not react for a long time.
The crowd's gaze lingered for a moment on the man's face, which was clearly not of their own country, before they exchanged greetings.
Sang Huai-ren smiled and inquired, "What country is Xiao Fu from? He speaks Xia language very well."
Fu Zhiyan did not answer him immediately, but turned her gaze to Wen Yanyu, who was still in a daze.
He slowly stepped forward and stood in front of the boy.
"Hello." Fu Zhiyan extended her hand to Wen Yanyu and said softly, "I am Fu Zhiyan, Fu as in giving and Zhi as in knowing."
Fu Zhiyan paused slightly, a smile in her eyes, and lightly added the last sentence: "Yan Yu's... Yan."
It had a slightly foreign accent, but compared to typical off-key singing, it didn't sound jarring; instead, it was strangely pleasant to the ear.
Metaphor?
Wen Yanyu was stunned for a moment.
Seeing Fu Zhiyan's hand hovering in mid-air, Wen Yanyu hurriedly raised her hand to shake it and replied, "Hello, my name is Wen Yanyu."
The two held hands.
Instantly separate.
The residual warmth still lingered on my fingertips.
Fu Zhiyan lowered her eyes, an irrepressible tenderness and longing surging within them, her cold gaze transforming into a gentle affection reserved only for one person.
"I really like your rabbit."
"Can I hold it?"
Her voice remained cool and aloof, yet it contained a subtle, almost imperceptible tenderness.
Wen Yanyu stared blankly, then subconsciously handed the man the plush rabbit that belonged to her.
Fu Zhiyan took the rabbit and sat down next to him before answering the question Sang Huai Ren had just asked.
"I come from Country E, and some of my family members are from Country Xia. I've heard it a lot, so I've gotten the hang of it."
Upon hearing this, Sang Huai-ren smiled and nodded, saying, "Welcome to our country as a guest."
The others chimed in, exchanging pleasantries and asking about interesting stories and gossip from Country E.
Fu Zhiyan replied to each one, neither too warm nor too cold, and her answers didn't reveal any flaws.
The crowd returned to normal after their initial sense of novelty.
[Wow, this non-celebrity guest is good-looking and her dad is handsome. She's so tall and has such long legs! Should she consider debuting? Wow!]
[[Covering chest] Who understands? The moment I saw this guy, all I could think of was a birch forest. Such a classic look and vibe, so reminiscent of a character with a strong sense of tragic charm.]
Unpleasant memories were stirred up.
[No... Oh no, why is Rabbit staring blankly at the new guest, Friend Bro! Friend Bro! If you don't come soon, your wife is going to be gone.]
[Country E, suddenly remembered that Rabbit's family member seems to be of mixed race from Country E, wow, Fu Fu Lei Fu!]
[One is Fu, the other is Fu, and both are from the E country—let's make a bold guess! Fu Zhiyan is Fu Hanchuan's long-lost brother!]
[How dare you! How dare you shake my rabbit's hand! I haven't even shaken it yet! How dare you! Drag him away! Chop him up!]
For quite a while.
Wen Yanyu raised her eyes, her gaze lingering on Fu Zhiyan's face for a few seconds before slowly revealing a look of existential doubt.
Cognition and instinct are fighting fiercely within the body.
How can I describe this feeling?
It's like this: you meet a stranger and see the shadows of two... people in him.
There was nothing wrong with it.
but.
One is like family.
One is a lover with whom you were just being affectionate in the morning.
Your brain is telling you that you don't know him, while your body is telling you that he is very close to you and that you are uncontrollably attracted to him.
Neither of them is a problem when they appear individually, but when they appear together...
A strange sense of disorientation and a feeling of transgression sent shivers down my spine. I had no desire to continue the conversation and just wanted to get as far away from this person as possible.
Just like everyone else, Du Zhiyan gave a brief self-introduction.
After exchanging a glance with Jiang Wanrou, Wen Yanyu suddenly stood up and stuffed the little rabbit she had just taken from Duan Mufeng back into her hands.
They didn't get their rabbit back.
"You can play with it first, just return it to me later."
After hastily leaving Zhiyan with a single sentence, Wen Yanyu immediately ran to sit down next to Jiang Wanrou on the other sofa, hiding behind Rabbit Mom as if she were avoiding a ghost.
He stopped joining in the other people's idle chatter.
Fu Zhiyan paused slightly, lowered her eyes, and swallowed back the words she was about to say.
Duan Mufeng had just retrieved the little rabbit.
Seeing that Wen Yanyu, who had been chatting happily, had now abandoned the rabbit and run away, it was clear that he could no longer continue the conversation.
Duan Mufeng was stunned, and the smile on his lips vanished instantly.
She turned her head to look at Fu Zhiyan's face, a face she felt she had seen somewhere before, but couldn't quite place, yet it just made her feel uncomfortable.
A subtle sense of unease crept into my heart.
Duan Mufeng frowned and clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Forget about that kid Fu Hanchuan.
Who does this guy think he is?
I sensed an unfriendly gaze.
Fu Zhiyan turned her head to look, her gaze slowly shifting from Duan Mufeng's face to the little rabbit in his arms, her eyes suddenly darkening.
Duan Mufeng's gaze shifted to the little rabbit in his hand, and he chuckled, instantly understanding.
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