Chapter 51 Then I'll ask you, why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?
This meal was actually not very enjoyable.
At least that's what Fu Yanli thinks.
Because Xu Wenci didn't give him macarons.
Xu Wenci ate his meal quietly, listening to the Fu family's compliments to Fu Yanli.
He had no interest in testing them, and felt it was unnecessary.
Fu Yanli from the previous world also came here.
What about the next world?
What about the world after that?
Will Fu Yanli travel with him through one world after another...?
He can never escape this cycle.
Fu Yanli had forgotten his memories of the past few months, but he remembered things from the previous world.
Xu Wenci chewed on the food Fu Yanli had picked up for him, frowned, and paused with a pause in his fingers.
This is his least favorite dish.
Fu Yanli did it on purpose.
Instead of glaring at Fu Yanli as usual, he angrily threw the food back onto Fu Yanli's plate.
All eyes were on him.
He swallowed the food, raised his eyes, and looked directly at Fu Yanli.
The others immediately lowered their heads, pretending to be busy with their own things.
Fu Yanli finally noticed that Xu Wenci's emotions were not right.
He frowned. Even if Xu Wenci was in a bad mood, he could still pretend perfectly.
How could it be so obvious today...?
We're doomed...
Fu Yanli felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck him, leaving him charred and burnt.
Thinking this, he picked up the dish that Xu Wenci didn't like and put it on his plate.
Xu Wenci closed his eyes, too lazy to spare another glance for Fu Yanli.
Has our plan changed?
Fu Yanli stood by the flower bed, his back to Xu Wenci, who was sitting in a rocking chair in the garden.
Xu Wenci sat in the rocking chair as if it were a park bench, with his arms resting on his knees and his head down.
His seemingly casual sigh instantly made Fu Yanli tense up.
"What's wrong? Did you notice anything unusual?"
Fu Yanli always felt that Xu Wenci's observation skills were much better than his own.
Therefore, he trusted the details pointed out by Xu Wenci without any reservation.
"Auntie is here..." Xu Wenci opened his mouth, but swallowed back the words he wanted to ask, and only whispered this to Fu Yanli.
Fu Yanli blinked. Wasn't this supposed to be a show? Why was his mother here?
"Fu Yanli, come with me." Ye Qingdai, in her high heels, strode up to Xu Wenci, her face expressionless. "You stay here for now."
"Mom," Fu Yanli said, noticing something was wrong, and immediately grabbed Xu Wenci's hand, "He'll come with me."
Ye Qingdai lowered her eyes, looking at the scene of Fu Yanli tightly holding Xu Wenci's wrist. Her expression suddenly became very strange, but she still said, "Okay."
Fu Yanli winked at Xu Wenci: What's going on? Why is my mother here? Weren't we going to watch a play? Isn't it inappropriate to leave early?
A barrage of questions bombarded Xu Wenci's head, making him wish he could punch Fu Yanli to pieces.
Watching Ye Qingdai hurrying ahead, he began to doubt for the first time whether what she said was true.
If Ye Qingdai said he was crazy, it was true.
"Five million, leave my son." Ye Qingdai sat elegantly opposite him and handed him a check.
The numbers on the check were ones he had never seen before in the last world.
At that time, he was like a positive and fearless innocent girl in a novel. He slammed his fist on the table in anger and said loudly, "Auntie, I feel that in love, money cannot be used to measure the value of the other person in one's heart."
In the last century, he felt that he had protected his pure feelings.
Oh.
Ye Qingdai seemed to respond to him in this way.
A sneer.
He didn't remember much about the scene afterward.
Ye Qingdai was probably still very busy; she glanced at her wristwatch again and left in a hurry.
But Ye Qingdai still did not give up.
He still didn't give up.
The two of them were like two performers, appreciating each other's actions while secretly competing to see who could persevere and who would wear the other down.
Fu Yanli, like an audience member who bought a permanent seat but is always drowsy, is immersed in his own understanding and will never participate in their performance.
"You're crazy..." Ye Qingdai was not moved by his persistence, nor did she accept him. What she received was news of her son's death. That's what she cursed him for.
By then, he no longer bothered to pretend in front of Ye Qingdai.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, hands in his pockets, but didn't know where to go.
Ye Qingdai asked, "Where are you going?"
He did not answer.
Leaning against the French windows, he lit a cigarette he had just taken out of the pack.
He seems to have a natural talent for smoking.
It was the first time he had bought cigarettes, and the first time he had ever smoked them.
However, it doesn't seem to be very pungent.
Ye Qingdai said, "It's too cold here. Let's finish this one and then leave."
That day was the second day after Fu Yanli disappeared.
He squinted, but dared not look at his fingers holding the cigarette.
Yesterday, he used this hand to plunge a dagger into Fu Yanli's heart.
He didn't think he was crazy.
Therefore, he scoffed at Ye Qingdai's words.
But now, Xu Wenci bowed his head.
He really felt like he was crazy.
I so desperately want to live, so desperately want to break free from the constraints of rules and the script, so why do I want to give up now...?
“The weather is very cold this year,” Fu Yanli pulled his collar tighter and whispered in Xu Wenci’s ear, “Maybe it will snow here in October.”
It will definitely look great when it's released.
Xu Wenci was unhappy herself, so she always liked to make Fu Yanli unhappy: "Do you think you can wear a down jacket if it snows?"
Fu Yanli: "Don't bring up things that are hard to talk about."
Wearing a coat will freeze you to death.
"Mom," Fu Yanli decided to change the subject and talk to someone else, "what do you want with us?"
"Do you know who Xu Wenci is working for?" Ye Qingdai stopped, opened the car door, raised her chin, and gestured for the two of them to get into the back seat.
Xu Wenci blinked.
Whose person?
He lowered his eyes, puzzled.
The next instant, as if remembering something, he blinked twice rapidly, his fingertips trembled unconsciously, and he hid them in his palm.
“My person,” Fu Yanli blinked, hiding the knowing look in his eyes, pulled Xu Wenci to his side, and grinned, “my secretary, my boyfriend.”
Ye Qingdai snorted coldly and closed the car door.
She looked up and observed Xu Wenci's expression through the front-view mirror.
Xu Wenci remained calm; he wasn't nervous at all about such a big thing being dug up.
Ironically, it is precisely these kinds of people who are the most terrifying.
“Old Master Qiao’s people.” She smiled slightly and sat steadily in the driver’s seat.
Old Master Qiao...
Xu Wenci's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he remained silent, as if the person Ye Qingdai was talking about was not himself.
Anyone who's willing to investigate can find out about this within a few days.
Unfortunately, Fu Rongzhen was too arrogant.
But Fu Yanli trusted him so much.
Old Master Qiao...
Fu Yanli pursed his lips, chuckled, and directly took Xu Wenci's hand, their fingers intertwined.
This was the first time he had ever done this.
His fingers were trembling.
His fingers were trembling too.
Warm, damp palms pressed against his fingers, pale fingertips gently pinching his palm and lightly touching it.
It seemed to be a gesture of comfort.
Xu Wenci stared intently at the two people's tightly clasped hands, and a halo seemed to be spreading out little by little in the amber light.
"Mom, I know about this. We've been in touch for a while now. We definitely outsmarted Grandpa Qiao." Fu Yanli joked, leaning against the driver's seat. "Besides, so much has happened between us in all this time, how could Grandpa Qiao have gotten away with anything..."
This reason barely convinced Ye Qingdai, who nodded, but her eyes were still full of doubt.
"It's good that you've reached an agreement."
This was not Ye Qingdai's main purpose; her main purpose was to take her son to the hospital for another check-up.
After all, they couldn't find anything wrong with him after being hospitalized for so long, but Fu Yanli still refused to be discharged, so he must still think there's a problem.
If this hospital's examination shows no problems, then we can go to another hospital for a second check-up, just to be on the safe side.
"Oh, right, I also reserved one for Xu Wenci." Ye Qingdai glanced at Fu Yanli and Xu Wenci's intimate actions, lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and stared intently at the oil gauge, clearly too embarrassed to tell Xu Wenci directly.
Xu Wenci: "Thank you, Auntie."
This matter was thus successfully glossed over in front of Ye Qingdai.
But privately... the two might have a falling out...
Sure enough, we returned to the villa.
Fu Yanli went straight upstairs.
It's more than a few meters over.
Xu Wenci thought to himself.
He counted Fu Yanli's steps as he went upstairs, one by one.
The irritation in my heart only intensified.
He turned his head away, not wanting to think about it, and not wanting to communicate with Fu Yanli for the time being.
Talking with Fu Yanli from the previous world, he suspected that he would be unable to resist plunging the dagger into his heart again.
It's really a bit cold.
Xu Wenci handed the coat to the little robot, then suddenly remembered that the little snake's appetite seemed to have been poor lately.
"Xu Wenci," Fu Yanli came downstairs and looked at Xu Wenci squatting beside the vat. His already chaotic mood became even more indescribable. He was furious. "Couldn't you wear something else...?"
Xu Wenci stood up, as if he hadn't heard, and prepared to leave.
Fu Yanli grabbed Xu Wenci's wrist, and when he touched the scar on Xu Wenci's wrist, his fingertips trembled and he frowned: "You're being unreasonable. I haven't even asked you about your plans with that old man Qiao yet. You're clearly in the wrong."
"Then ask."
As soon as he said it, Xu Wenci was stunned.
He was always dissatisfied with Fu Yanli.
From the last world to this world.
I've always been dissatisfied.
But he deliberately didn't ask any questions.
Now, he doesn't want to do that anymore.
"I won't ask," Fu Yanli said.
You think I'll just ask you whatever you want? No way.
He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes concealing the emotions within.
He was afraid... afraid that the answer he already knew would come out of Xu Wenci's mouth.
Anyone could say those words, but he couldn't accept that Xu Wenci told him them himself.
“Okay,” Xu Wenci stopped, tilted his head slightly, looked into Fu Yanli’s deep purple eyes, narrowed his eyes, and the amber color in his eyes became very deep, “Then let me ask you.”
Fu Yanli lowered his eyes, clenched the sleeve beside him, and subconsciously avoided eye contact.
Do you have any memories of the previous world?
Fu Yanli knew that Xu Wenci's ability to ask such a question clearly indicated that he already knew the truth.
He said, "Yes."
Upon hearing this answer, Xu Wenci breathed a sigh of relief.
His clenched fist loosened slightly.
"Can our connection be severed?"
As he asked the question, Xu Wenci slumped his shoulders and bent his body slightly, as if he had finally asked the question that had been building up for a long time. Even his face was expressionless because he didn't have much emotion.
Why?
Why?
Before the aching in his heart, Fu Yanli felt a dense, throbbing pain in his knees, as if blades were slicing through every muscle close to the bone, and the blades were also prying at the gaps in the bone. A cool breeze passed through the gaps and bounced back and forth deep inside.
It was a pain completely unlike any system punishment.
It was Xu Wenci's dislike that gave rise to this pain.
He stood quietly, but subtly shifted his weight to his left side.
Something seemed to be crawling in his eardrums, and the booming noises made it impossible for him to hear Xu Wenci's words.
"...I'll kill you..."
He vaguely heard those two words again, but he only frowned, because the cold sweat seeping from his forehead due to the pain hit the bridge of his nose, and he still didn't say anything.
Xu Wenci felt a surge of joy.
However, along with the pleasure came a faint sense of disgust, as both he and Fu Yanli were people who found pleasure in pain.
yes.
How could he not see Fu Yanli's pain? How could he not see that whenever he felt disgusted with Fu Yanli, Fu Yanli was suffering thousands or tens of thousands of times more than him?
He is injured, but he will not feel pain; it is Fu Yanli who will feel pain.
However, the pain will not subside as the wound heals completely.
Instead, he used his malice as a catalyst to torment Fu Yanli, whom he hated.
But... Fu Yanli's pain...
Compared to my previous life...
How can you compare them?
These two things are simply incomparable.
He would only be thankful that his own rules had long been lost, that he was no longer bound by these damned rules, and that he wouldn't feel sorry for Fu Yanli because of them.
The pain that Fu Yanli inflicted on him, whether intentionally or unintentionally, was far greater than this kind of pain.
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