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You Shulang's coffee had gone cold. He asked the waiter to get him a new cup before
looking up at Fan Yu.
Fan Er, who claims to love Chinese culture, was wearing a silk Tang suit with a
bright yellow background. He held a fan in his hand and tapped it on his legs again
and again. It looked out of place with his medium-length curly hair.
"Second Young Master, what deep hatred do you have with Fan Xiao? Why do you want
to bring him down so much?" You Shulang asked.
Fan Ersi slumped back in his chair, legs crossed. "There's no need to be too
explicit, Director You. It's nothing more than a struggle for power. We three
brothers have three different mothers. The eldest's mother is his first wife, the
third's mother is his favorite, and only my mother was raised outside. So, of the
three sons, I'm the least advantaged."
He lowered the corners of his lips and gave a sarcastic smile. "Even that old fox
Xu Zhong doesn't like me when choosing a son-in-law. He always picks the unmarried
third son or the divorced eldest son. So if I don't fight for it, do you think
there's still room for me in this family?"
He leaned forward with a grin and asked, "Director You, Lao San has been working
from home for almost a month now, and he brought his work laptop back with him. All
you have to do is turn on the laptop, insert the chip I gave you, and enter a
simple command, and the data in his laptop will automatically be transferred to me,
and everything will be done. But why haven't I received any data yet?"
The coffee You Shulang had just ordered was a bit bitter, and the taste on his
tongue was intertwined with his emotions.
"Why don't you change your path and transfer the data to me, and then I can file
the lawsuit. This will not only relieve my hatred, but also allow you to stay out
of this matter, so that people won't accuse you of a quarrel between brothers.
Wouldn't that be better?"
Fan Er was startled for a moment, his eyes wandering. After a moment, he burst into
laughter. "Old Third really hurt Director You badly. Don't worry, after I get the
evidence, I will definitely send you a copy. You can do whatever you want to punish
him."
You Shulang smiled for the first time today. "Second Young Master, I'm guessing you
want to get the evidence in Fan Xiao's computer, not to bring Fan Xiao down, right?
At least not just to bring Fan Xiao down. Could it be that there's something about
you hidden in there?"
Fan Yu's pupils trembled, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly tightened! But
in an instant, the grip loosened again, and the folding fan was swung open, blowing
out a whirring sound. "I have no power or influence in the company, what can I use
against you?"
You Shulang smiled slightly and apologized, "I was just joking, Second Young
Master, don't take it personally." He added, "I tried, but Fan Xiao's laptop has a
password. I can't open the computer or enter any commands, so it seems I can't help
Second Young Master."
Fan Yu raised his eyebrows: "Are you regretting this?"
"Yes, my ability is limited, and I'm sorry to disappoint the Second Young Master."
You Shulang pushed away the coffee, ended the topic, stood up and was about to
leave, but was stopped by Fan Er.
"Director You, don't be so anxious to leave." He pushed You Shulang's coffee back.
"In just two months, you've caused Fan Xiao to have three stress attacks. His head
is about to bleed. Is this just limited ability? He only had such a severe stress
reaction when he saw the sea again at the age of eighteen. So Director You, don't
be so modest. Give it another try. If you have any conditions, just ask. Don't be
polite with me."
Seeing You Shulang's silence and unwillingness to speak, he tutted, "Well, I won't
force you, Director You. But if this way doesn't work, there's another way."
He flashed a sly grin that perfectly matched his features, lowering his voice, "You
want to vent your anger, don't you? Why don't you just follow me? We'll be a
couple, and Fan Xiao will be pissed off!" He seemed to have rehearsed it in his
mind, his eyes narrowing into slits as he smiled. "How about this proposal? It's a
deadly one."
You Shulang gritted his teeth, but smiled: "Sure, as long as the Second Young
Master is willing to lie down and let me fuck him."
Fan Yusheng shuddered and stammered, "What I mean is that we... are just
pretending, there's no need for physical contact."
You Shulang stood up and finally said, "When I first got together with Fan Xiao, I
just thought he was easy to sleep with. I didn't expect to provoke a lunatic. So I
advise the Second Young Master not to start the game so easily, otherwise
everything will go to waste."
You Shulang put two banknotes on the table, pushed open the door of the cafe and
walked out.
Fan Yu lost the smile on his face. After a while, he picked up the mobile phone
that had been placed on the table, unlocked the screen, and saw that the time on
the recording interface was constantly accumulating.
After dragging the time track to the middle, Fan Yu listened for a while and
muttered to himself, "Damn it! That You guy actually cheated me! This guy is really
hard to deal with!"
I went back to the end and listened to You Shulang's last words again: When I was
with Fan Xiao, I just thought he was easy to sleep with, but I didn't expect to
offend a madman.
Fan Yu raised his eyebrows and finally showed a smile on his face.
He pulled out his address book and dialed a number. When the other party answered,
the corners of his lips instantly raised, and he spoke in a friendly tone: "Third
brother, what are you busy with? No, no, there's nothing wrong with the account.
Your account is very clean. Even if it is not clean, the second brother has to
cover it for you. By the way, who did I meet just now? Director You! Oh, as an
older brother, I know that I shouldn't get involved in your private affairs, but
what he said was really rude. I happened to be recording at the time. You know I'm
learning Peking Opera now, so I always record myself. Coincidentally, I recorded
what he said. How about I send it to you and listen to it yourself? It's really
outrageous..."
After hanging up, Fan Yu sent a message to Fan Xiao. With a swish, the folding fan
opened, and the man shook it with a sinister expression: "Fan Xiao, you're such a
lovesick person. If you hit your head against the wall again, won't you die?!"
For several days in a row, Fan Xiao was in a bad mood. He worked silently, cooked
silently, and added dishes and soup to You Shulang silently. He did not rack his
brains to find a topic like he did in the past.
At night, there was a knock on the door of the guest room, but naturally there was
no answer.
Fan Xiao gently pushed the door open without entering without permission. He looked
at the man who had just emerged from the darkness and said, "Shu Lang, can you do
me a favor? Help me see two similar drugs. Which one has greater market potential?"
You Shulang glanced at the laptop tucked in his arm and asked, "You're an expert in
this field, too. Why are you asking me?"
"I only know sales, and I only know the basics. I have two medicines on hand.
Although they have the same formula, one uses authentic herbs and the other uses
northern herbs. The price difference is huge. I'm a little unsure, so I'd like to
ask you for advice."
You Shulang pondered for a moment before saying, "If I don't look at it, can I ask
Mr. Fan to leave?" His voice was indifferent and indifferent, "Then bring it here."
Fan Xiao entered the power-on password in front of You Shulang and called up a
document.
“All the information is here.”
You Shulang hummed lightly and began to browse the documents. While reading, he
picked up the water cup at hand and brought it to his lips only to find that it was
empty.
Fan Xiao stood up: "I'll go get you some water."
"Do you still have the pomegranate juice from yesterday?" You Shulang's eyes still
didn't leave the screen.
"There are also pomegranates. I will squeeze them for you."
Fan Xiao left with the water cup. You Shulang slowly raised his eyes to watch his
back, a mixture of inexplicable emotions in his eyes. When the figure disappeared,
he opened the drawer beside him, took out the chip Qin Zhiyang had modified,
inserted it into the computer slot, and entered the instructions on the page that
popped up.
The data began to copy, and the progress bar jumped from zero to one, and then to
ten.
You Shulang looked at the ever-increasing numbers and the progress bar that kept
filling up, and the corners of his eyes...slowly turned red.
The progress bar was just about full when Fan Xiao came in with the pomegranate
juice. You Shulang reopened the abbreviated document at almost the same moment he
took the pomegranate juice.
"Although the prices of authentic medicinal herbs have been high in recent years
due to their high quality, the prices they quote you are also inflated. To
determine the exact price, we need to look up the price trends of the medicinal
herbs over the years and this year's planting yields, and then make a comprehensive
assessment."
After You Shulang finished his analysis and took a sip of pomegranate juice, his
phone, which had been placed beside him, flashed, indicating that he had received a
very large email.
He put down the pomegranate juice, blocking the text on his phone, and said coldly:
"Mr. Fan, is there anything else? If not, I'm going to sleep."
Fan Xiao put away his laptop and placed his hand on You Shulang's shoulder:
"Shulang, can we have sex tonight..."
"Boss Fan always does whatever he wants. When has he ever cared about other
people's wishes?"
Fan Xiao said softly: "I don't want to force you."
You Shulang raised the corner of his lips in disdain. "Fan Xiao, you have the power
to mess up my life, but it will take more effort to imprison me. Do you know why I
didn't force my departure? Because since I can't get rid of you, you only have one
function left: a massage bang with decent performance."
The whole world seemed to suddenly fade away, and at this moment, Fan Xiao only
heard two contemptuous voices entwined with each other.
"When I was with Fan Xiao, I just thought he was easy to sleep with, but I didn't
expect to end up provoking a lunatic."
"You only have one function left, a vibrator that performs quite well."
You Shulang watched as the light in Fan Xiao's eyes gradually faded, even becoming
misty. He heard him say in a hoarse voice, "As long as I can be of even a little
use to you, I'll be content."
He stood up and began to unbutton his shirt.
Fan Xiao once took off his clothes in front of You Shulang, his dark and shiny eyes
full of teasing and greedy light.
Now he was mechanical and stiff. With a tug of his ten fingers, his clothes opened,
revealing his sturdy body.
Fan Xiao's arms tightly embraced You Shulang, and he lowered his head to kiss him,
but the man in his arms turned his head away. So the kiss fell on his cheek and
neck, kissing along the fragile blood vessels.
You Shulang endured Fan Xiao's silent heat, and anger mixed with pain burned
together.
In his mind, there was Fan Xiao calling him Director You and whispering sweet words
to him, and then there was Fan Xiao's repeated deceptions and coercions.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
How could someone send both candy and a dagger? How could the person who brought
him the most thrilling joy, yet also caused him humiliation and pain, be the same
person?!
You Shulang suddenly turned over, pressed Fan Xiao under him, and strangled him
hard.
He looked down at him, his tone calm, his eyes sharp and cold: "I really should
kill you!"
Faced with the strong restraint and the bloodshot eyes, Fan Xiao did not resist at
all. His hand was still on You Shulang's waist, and his thumb was even rubbing it
gently.
"Don't get your hands bloody for me. It's not worth it." He gazed deeply at his
beloved. "It won't be long before everything goes as you wish."
You Shulang paused and said calmly, "What do you mean?"
Fan Xiao's eyes were deep and blurred, full of nostalgia and tenderness, just like
before.
Regardless of the fact that You Shulang's hand was still pinching his neck, Fan
Xiao raised his upper body and kissed his lips.
You Shulang subconsciously pushed him away, his hand tightly gripping his trachea.
Seeing Fan Xiao's face gradually turning pale, he pushed him away again and raised
his hand to slap him hard...

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Since the last unpleasant parting, Fan Xiao has not returned to the apartment for
many days.
High-end hotels deliver meals every day, even including the local delicacies that
You Shulang likes to eat.
But most of these things were taken away by the cleaning staff who came the next
day. Even when Fan Xiao was not there, You Shulang still guarded the dark guest
bedroom, day and night.
The phone had rang many times and the text message alerts were continuous. When Fan
Xiao left, he connected You Shulang's phone to a power source to prevent it from
running out of power.
You Shulang was so annoyed that he was about to turn off his phone. But when he
glanced at it, he saw an unusual name on the screen. He subconsciously stopped and
was silent for a while before answering the call.
"Master's wife, do you have something to ask me?"
…
After hanging up the phone, You Shulang looked solemn. He sat on the sofa and
smoked a cigarette. After the last puff of smoke dissipated, he unplugged his phone
from the charging cable, opened his mailbox, and checked the oversized email.
The oversized email had been gathering dust in his inbox, and You Shulang had never
opened it. He felt tired and bored, with no interest in anything, not even the
desire for revenge.
What good would it do to avenge Fan Xiao? He was still alone, without any
connection to this world.
Ever since he could remember, he had been living in loneliness. He was abandoned
outside an orphanage by his biological parents, then adopted, but abandoned again
because his adoptive mother was pregnant. Their parents went back on their word
and, fearing they would be held accountable, abandoned him on the roadside a
hundred meters away from the orphanage, doing the same thing as his biological
parents did.
That day, little You Shulang sat on the ground, looking at the dilapidated gate for
a whole afternoon. When the sun was about to set, he turned around and left, never
to return, and became a beggar.
Later, the little beggar often stretched out his hands to the sunlight to see if he
was transparent. If not, how could he explain that the people coming and going
could clearly see him but seemed not to see him?
A transparent soul wandering in other people's world will naturally be ignored by
everyone.
There were a few years when he had a home, family, people who cared about him, and
he was needed. He finally tasted the warmth of this world and met the person who
told him that this world is not bad after all.
But in the end, his fate was already determined. The loneliness and solitude he
once felt came back at this moment, pressing down on You Shulang hundreds and
thousands of times, making it hard for him to breathe.
He wanted to give up, to sink into despair. But every time You Shulang had this
thought, Fan Xiao would stab him hard in the heart. Only this person who brought
him endless pain could arouse You Shulang's dwindling fighting spirit.
He opened the email and found a few highlighted documents among the vast amount of
information. He double-clicked the document and read it carefully.
The words in the pupils kept changing, and the man's brows were furrowed tighter
and tighter.
When he saw the detailed explanation clearly marked in the document, You Shulang
suddenly turned off the screen. On the black LCD screen, he showed an expression of
extreme shock!
After confronting Fan Xiao's bald assistant for two minutes, You Shulang finally
waited for Fan Xiao to open the office door from the inside.
There was a heavy gloom between Fan Xiao's brows and obvious red bloodshot in his
eyes. He stared at You Shulang, but was scolding his bald assistant.
"No one can stop Director You. If you continue to do this, go back to Thailand."
After ordering the preparation of refreshments, he invited You Shulang into his
office. Although considerate, he remained silent.
"Have you filed a lawsuit against Changling Pharmaceutical?" You Shulang asked
directly.
Fan Xiao lowered his eyes, a self-deprecating smile on his lips: "You came to me
just to call me to task?"
"Why?" You Shulang didn't beat around the bush. "I've already left Changling
Pharmaceuticals. Why are you still suing my teacher?"
Fan Xiao leaned lazily on the desk, rubbing his fingers on the Buddha's hand
ornament displayed on it.
Coldness and indifference, contempt and arrogance, all appeared on his face at the
same time. This was the truest Fan Xiao: "No reason, I'm just in a bad mood
lately."
"In a bad mood?" You Shulang was shocked by the answer.
Fan Xiao tossed a rouge into his mouth, half-turned around, searching for matches
on his desk. He held a cigarette between his lips, his words slurring a bit. "Yeah,
I'm in a bad mood. Your teacher Huang is challenging me on some issues again. So,
it's all over. Who made him walk into this trap?"
"Did you know that he was so distracted by this incident that he fell down the
stairs and broke his ankle?"
"Really?" Fan Xiao was startled, then lowered his lip, "You want to accuse me of
this crime too?"
He finally found a match, lit the cigarette, and then threw the matchstick, which
was still smoking, into the lotus platform held by the Buddha's hand.
Making holiness dirty is Fan Xiao's specialty.
"Shu Lang," he exhaled the first puff of his cigarette, "If you plead for Huang,
I'll drop the lawsuit immediately. You know I love you, and I'll do whatever you
say."
You Shulang scoffed, "Besides this set of intimidation tactics, do you have no
other skills?"
Fan Xiao wasn't ashamed, but rather acknowledged it generously: "Yes, I begged and
pleaded, almost as servile as a dog, but you were still determined to leave me. To
be honest, I didn't sue Huang Qiming to force you to compromise, it's just that I
feel so bad, I feel like if I don't do something, I'll be suffocated!"
He walked up to You Shulang, looked directly into the man's eyes, and said slowly,
"Shulang, let's not torture each other, okay? I admit my fault. You can punish me
however you want, but don't leave me."
Just as he finished speaking, the office door was pushed open and the bald
assistant brought in some refreshments.
You Shulang walked over, sat on the sofa, and drank a sip of hot tea. When he
looked up again, his face was as calm as usual.
"Boss Fan, intimidation and coercion are not your exclusive use. I have something
in my hand right now. If I take it out, I'm afraid it will cause quite a stir."
Fan Xiao stood there, his profile lowered, his expression unclear. His usually
upright back seemed to sag, and he looked inconsolable, with a kind of gloom.
"Director You," Fan Xiao finally spoke after a long silence. "No matter what you
have, the contract I signed with Huang Qiming is real and valid. Even if I am not
the general manager of this company, Huang Qiming and his team will bear legal
responsibility."
He turned to look at You Shulang, "He probably can't afford the liquidated damages.
If he uses unfinished workmanship to deceive me, I will sue him for commercial
fraud. In that case, it won't just be a matter of paying him back."
You Shulang gripped the teacup, his knuckles turning blue. "Teacher Huang is going
to jail, the project is terminated, and compensation isn't paid. How are you going
to recoup your initial investment? What good will this do you?"
Fan Xiao bit his cigarette and raised his eyebrows: "Director You, you once said I
was a lunatic. How can a lunatic follow reason? I just want to have fun. I am not
happy. I will take off as many clothes as I can!"
You Shulang wiped his face with his palm and sighed deeply. "As far as I know, this
lawsuit has now reached the mediation court. The mediation court's opinion is that
both sides should take a step back. If Changling Pharmaceutical can complete the
process optimization within three months, they hope that you will withdraw the
lawsuit."
"Yes, but if I don't sign my consent, the case will no longer be under the
jurisdiction of the mediation court the day after tomorrow." Fan Xiao walked to the
window and opened the heavy curtains a little, letting the sunlight shine on You
Shulang. He turned and looked at the man on the sofa. "Besides, it's impossible to
complete the process optimization in three months. Although I'm a layman, I do
understand the process and time required."
You Shulang looked at the man standing in the backlight and said calmly, "If
Changling can complete the process optimization within three months, Mr. Fan, would
you be so kind as to offer a hand?"
The man exhaled a long puff of cigarette: "Why?"
You Shulang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes a snowy color, his brows thick
with sorrow and grief. His voice was unusually hoarse, like a weight weighing a
thousand pounds, rough and heavy: "Because you once said that you would
unconditionally agree to something for me."
He put the cigarette in his mouth, but stopped halfway. Fan Xiao's hand holding the
cigarette began to tremble violently. He felt that all the veins in his body were
aching, especially deep in his chest, where sharp pains surged.
In the past, Fan Xiao had made many promises as strong as gold. But now, he
suddenly knew what You Shulang was referring to.
The romantic night in H City was their first experience. Fan Xiao had successfully
tricked You Shulang into willingly taking a lower position. Like a wild child, he
had no skills, only brute force. He went crazy all night, and when he finally
calmed down, he found that You Shulang was pale with pain.
He felt distressed and tried to comfort her at the same time, vowing that he would
go through fire and water for You Shulang in the future.
At that time, You Shulang listened with a smile. Seeing that he was talking more
and more out of control, he leaned over and kissed him on the lips. "Okay, I'll
remember this. Promise me one thing unconditionally in the future. Now, come, come
into my arms."
The love words of the past were now just a reminder of You Shulang's unbearable
past. But he had to use them as a bargaining chip, and one can imagine how much he
endured and how desperate he felt.
Fan Xiao raised his hand, pressed his chest, which felt like it was being cut by a
knife, and extinguished the cigarette in his hand. He said, "Three months, not even
a day longer. Then I will wait for good news from Director You."
After leaving Fan Xiao's company, You Shulang felt a bit dazed. The early summer
light was bright, illuminating the dullness on his face. He seemed unaccustomed to
the sun and walked into a dark alley, pulling out his phone.
"Teacher Huang, we've managed to get three months. Although time is tight, if you
and your team work day and night, there might still be a glimmer of hope."
The voice on the phone was old and heavy. "Shulang, my foot is injured. Several key
members of the team heard that we were sued. They were already unstable, and now
they have all left. I have no generals and no soldiers. Even if you help me fight
for three months, there is no hope."
Suddenly, a dejected voice suddenly shook: "Come back and help me, Shulang, can you
help me take charge?"
The man in the back alley was silent for a moment. Without any pretense of modesty
or refusal, he responded in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll help you."
Huang Qimin hung up the phone and glanced at the heavy curtains: "Mr. Fan, I'm
really not used to your air-raid shelter. Do you like paying the electricity bill
so much?"
Seeing that Fan Xiao ignored him, he said again: "How is it? Is what I said on the
phone okay?"
Fan Xiao sat in You Shulang's seat just now, pressed his lip print and took a sip
of the tea he had drunk. "Mr. Huang, improve your acting skills in the future and
don't let yourself get caught."
"Any acting caliber is fine, as long as President Fan invests more." Huang Qimin
stood up with the help of his crutches. "You youngsters, I don't know what you're
all messing around with every day."
He glanced at the lounge he had just been in and said, "I was so scared just now.
I've never done anything wrong in my life, but now I'm so old, I'm actually
cheating my own students."
"Mr. Huang," Fan Xiao stood up respectfully, "Thank you."
Huang Qimin waved his hand and said, "You have to redeem yourself for your own
sins. Transfer the investment money quickly."
He limped towards the door on crutches when he heard a faint voice from behind:
"Your leg was tripped by your dog. It has nothing to do with me. Why are you making
such a scene?"
Huang Qimin turned around and squinted his eyes: "The nature is actually... no
different."
He pushed the door open and walked out, Fan Xiao's face darkened.

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When You Shulang walked down the stairs of the pharmaceutical research base, he
felt a little weak under his feet.
After leaving the air-conditioning, the hot and humid summer air rushed over. You
Shulang subconsciously took a step back. He couldn't accept the jump from the warm
early summer to the scorching hot midsummer.
The ground was damp, with puddles of water in the low-lying areas. Did it rain
recently? You Shulang hadn't paid attention to the weather outside the window for a
long time.
He stayed in this pharmaceutical research building for two months and twenty-three
days, and rarely went out during that time.
The process optimization of honeysuckle drink is not complicated. It only requires
improving the quality and effect of drug preparation while controlling costs.
It sounds easy, but only the project team members can truly understand the hardship
and urgency involved. As Huang Qimin's first assistant, You Shulang, faced with the
almost impossible task of completing the project within three months, the weight of
the burden on his shoulders is unimaginable.
The scientific research team looks at academic qualifications, seniority, and the
quality and quantity of published papers, so You Shulang's identity as the first
assistant was not initially widely recognized.
You Shulang, who had no advantages, became a key figure in promoting the overall
progress in the later stages of the project. In addition to his hard work day and
night, everyone had to admit the importance of talent and ability.
In addition, You Shulang is experienced and sincere in his approach to people, and
he handled all matters in an orderly manner, which enabled the entire project to
move forward rapidly without any interference or resistance. Now the project has
basically been completed and has entered the stage of data compilation, review and
evaluation.
Even though it had just rained, it was still very hot. You Shulang stood in front
of the building for a while, unsure where to go. Lao Zhou said he wanted to take
the kids to the amusement park for a day of fun after the project was over; Xiao Li
was looking forward to celebrating his girlfriend's birthday; Tian Xiaotian was
determined to eat three bowls of her mother's homemade hand-rolled noodles after
the project was over; even Huang Qimin was sighing and missing his old dog...
Only You Shulang hesitated when asked what he most wanted to do after the project
was completed.
Before this, what he did depended on what Fan Xiao wanted him to do.
Fan Xiao hasn't appeared for a long time. Since the last time the two of them made
an appointment in the office in March, You Shulang moved from Fan Xiao's apartment
to the R&D base that day, and they haven't seen each other since.
At first, You Shulang was worried about what kind of trouble Fan Xiao would cause.
But later, as he worked day and night, he gradually forgot the name and the person
Fan Xiao.
The project was gradually coming to an end, and You Shulang's heart was hanging in
the air again as the date was postponed. He didn't know what crazy and ridiculous
thing Fan Xiao would do next. He was even afraid that when he walked out of this
door, he would see Fan Xiao who had been waiting for him.
"Brother You, what are you thinking about? Let me ask you, what are you going to do
after the project is over?"
"Sleep, sleep for three days and three nights." He answered with a smile.
You Shulang, who was standing outside the Pharmaceutical Research Building, did not
see Fan Xiao. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the park along the
narrow shadow under the eaves.
This was the outskirts of the city, and there weren't many cars on the road. A few
minutes later, a black car pulling up in front of You Shulang, the driver craned
his neck and asked, "Want to go?"
You Shulang was stunned for a moment, then nodded, opened the passenger door, got
in, and gave a nearby address.
The first step I took when I got out of the car was into a ball of mud. The
sanitation work in this old neighborhood, which was barely better than a
shantytown, was inadequate.
After finding a relatively clean place to stand, You Shulang took out his mobile
phone and sent a WeChat message.
The name displayed above the dialog box is Bai Ting. She lives here. You Shulang
once sent her here, and she vaguely remembers it was this location.
"Are you free, Bai Ting? I'm passing by your place. If it's not too much of a
bother, can we have dinner together?"
It is five o'clock in the afternoon now, and Bai Ting should be awake. She sleeps
during the day and goes out at night, living a life that is completely opposite to
that of normal people in terms of time.
Bai Ting escaped from her marriage in the mountains. Her family exchanged her for
her brother's marriage and future. They received a huge betrothal gift and promised
her to a notorious old pervert who was about to die.
Bai Ting escaped and was almost caught twice while moving around. He called the
police and his father and brother were also detained. But he still did not change
his bad habits after he was released. He spent all the money for the betrothal
gifts and always dragged people back to pay off the debts.
Bai Ting had no education or skills, and was often harassed because of her beauty.
In the end, she was left with nothing and became a hostess in a place of
entertainment.
You Shulang once wanted to help him find a proper job, but Bai Ting refused.
"Once I got used to it, I wasn't as resistant as I was at first. I wanted to make
more money, buy a house and a car, and never rely on others again." Even now, You
Shulang still remembers the sadness and stubbornness in her eyes. "Only with money
can you be powerful and control your own destiny."
Suffering always changes us beyond recognition.
A few months ago, on the rooftop of the Municipal Building, Fan Xiao threatened You
Shulang with leaking Bai Ting's information to her family. Bai Ting had helped You
Shulang before, and Fan Xiao had known You Shulang's character and bottom line,
believing that he would never implicate an innocent and miserable woman.
Standing in the sunshine, You Shulang smiled bitterly. Fan Xiao really understood
him and had a firm grasp on his weak spot.
He looked down at his phone. Bai Ting didn't reply. He tried to dial another
number, but it was turned off.
You Shulang sighed in his heart, wondering where to go and what to do next?
After walking a few steps in a dry place, he heard someone calling him.
"Hey, who is that? Are you Bai Ting's friend?"
You Shulang looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young woman dressed up
in such a shabby neighborhood. She was wearing extremely high heels and had big
wavy hair, which attracted countless obvious and hidden contemptuous glances.
You Shulang guessed that she might be Bai Ting's roommate, as he had heard Bai Ting
mention her before.
"Hello, my name is You Shulang, I'm Bai Ting's friend. Is she not home?"
You Shulang was not afraid of the unfriendly looks. He walked up to the woman and
asked politely.
"You don't know where she is either? I was going to ask you." When the woman jumped
over the puddle, she tilted her body. You Shulang reached out to help her and heard
high and low clicking sounds, mixed with the faint sound of "indecent".
He ignored her, his mind focused on the woman's words: "What's wrong with Bai
Ting?"
"I don't know either." The woman stood firm, her face a little anxious. "She seemed
a little uneasy after receiving a phone call the day before yesterday. I asked her,
but she wouldn't tell me. She didn't come home with me after work that day, and I
haven't been able to contact her since."
You Shulang's expression grew increasingly serious. "Have you asked her other
friends? Doesn't anyone know her whereabouts?"
"Bai Ting doesn't have many friends. She's a bit... well, people say behind her
back that she's aloof and puts on airs when she's out selling herself, but I know
she just doesn't want to get too involved."
"Has she behaved in any other abnormal way in the past two days?" You Shulang asked
again.
The woman was silent for a while, then let out a low "ah".
"A man came to see her the day before yesterday. After she received the call, he
booked a large private room and asked her to be alone. However, the man left after
a short while. He ordered tens of thousands of yuan worth of drinks and didn't
touch them. The company gave Bai Ting double the commission. The sisters all said
she was lucky. In just half an hour, without being harassed, she earned such a big
order."
Under the scorching sun, You Shulang felt his fingertips slowly losing their
warmth. He asked with difficulty, "What kind of man?"
"He's tall and handsome, and looks gentle and refined."
"Any characteristics?"
The girl thought for a moment and spoke slowly, "There's nothing special about him.
There's just one thing that's quite strange: he's wearing long sleeves in such hot
weather, as if he's afraid of the cold."
The distance from the fingertips to the heart is indeed not far. In just a moment,
it became cold.
You Shulang never expected that Fan Xiao would repeat the same trick and use Bai
Ting to control him when the project was about to end!
The blazing sun evaporated the water on the ground in just over ten minutes, but it
was powerless to stop the coldness on You Shulang's face. It couldn't be dried out,
nor could it be melted...
Fan Xiao pushed open the door and casually threw his briefcase onto the cabinet in
the entrance hall. Without turning on the light, he went to a designated spot to
change his shoes, then walked to the refrigerator in the dark, opened the door, and
took out a bottle of ice water.
The sound of a lighter was heard behind him. Fan Xiao turned around suddenly and
saw You Shulang sitting on the sofa in the living room with the light from the
refrigerator.
He was extremely surprised and hurriedly turned on the wall lamp, stumbled to You
Shulang, rushed over and hugged him tightly in his arms.
"Shulang, you're back!" He buried his face in You Shulang's neck, like a fledgling
that had fallen from its nest and found its way home. "Why didn't you let me pick
you up? It's so hot."
"It's so hot, Mr. Fan, and you're still wearing long-sleeved clothes?"
You Shulang's face was expressionless, and his words were cold, but Fan Xiao was
completely oblivious. He was still immersed in the joy of You Shulang's spontaneous
return, and subconsciously replied, "It's still a little chilly in the morning and
evening."
After saying this, she felt that she had wasted her time, and that talking about
these trivial things had delayed her from kissing You Shulang.
One hand supported You Shulang's face, and his kiss was a little impatient, but
when the two lips were about to touch, You Shulang put the cigarette in his mouth.
The man bit the cigarette, exuding a cold calmness, and was indifferent to Fan
Xiao's enthusiasm.
Even with a cigarette between his teeth, his words were clear: "The laboratory part
of the process optimization of honeysuckle drink has been completed. The next step
is to submit it to the National Review Center for review. The timeline for this is
difficult to predict. It will be determined by the number of projects submitted at
the same time."
Fan Xiao didn't take it to heart and simply nodded twice. Risking being burned by
the smoke, he tilted his head and kissed the corner of You Shulang's mouth.
"Let's not talk about this for now, Shulang, Director You, I miss you so much. I
don't know how I managed to get through these past few months."
You Shulang lowered his eyes and looked at the outside of his thigh, where
something hard was pressing against it. Based on his understanding of Fan Xiao,
this man with a head full of lust could not maintain his rationality for three
minutes.
"The project is about to end, so you are thinking of how to threaten me again,
right?" You Shulang went straight to the point.
"What?" Fan Xiao paused for a moment as he struck You Shulang in the face. "I
didn't."
"Have you met Bai Ting?" You Shulang pushed Fan Xiao away from him and looked
directly at him with his eyelids raised. "Because Changling Technology no longer
has any evidence in your hands, you thought of her again?"
Fan Xiao slowly sat up straight, his gaze faded, leaving only a deep feeling of
powerlessness.
"You came back just to question me about this, right? I was being too sentimental
and thought you... forgave me."
A light sneer cut through the gloomy air.
"Fan Xiao, if I do to you what you did to me, will you forgive me?"
"If it were you, I would accept whatever you did to me."
You Shulang rubbed his teeth together, "Never be so self-righteous. You'll never
know how much pain it truly is until a bullet hits you." He said, almost angrily,
"I don't want to talk about love right now. I just want to ask, have you seen Bai
Ting? Where is she now?!"
Fan Xiao placed his arms on his knees, his back slumped. After a while, he stood up
and answered the irrelevant question calmly and seriously.
"You Shulang, do you really not want me anymore?"
The cigarette between his fingertips had already burned to the butt, forming a
small flame at the base of You Shulang's finger. The man extinguished the butt in
the ashtray at hand and gave his answer without hesitation: "I've said this
hundreds and thousands of times. If you want to hear it again, then it's as you
wish."
You Shulang looked at Fan Xiao coldly: "When I see you now, I only feel disgust,
not anything else. I don't know how you have survived these past few months, but I
have gained unprecedented ease in these few months."
"Not only do I not want you anymore, I also want to completely forget you, forget
all the pain and suffering you have caused me, and forget that I ever knew you!"
The room was so quiet that even breathing was barely audible. If it weren't for the
watch on Fan Xiao's wrist, which made a noise when he stroked it, the oppressive
silence in the room would have lasted for who knows how long.
"Will you fall in love with someone else in the future?" Fan Xiao's eyes seemed to
hide the sadness of the entire world. "Love him especially, protect him with all
your might, cook for him, put his picture in your room, let him wear gloves when
you make love..."
"Yes." You Shulang interrupted him, "Fan Xiao, other than being incredibly bad,
there's really nothing special about you."
Fan Xiao took out a cigarette from the box with shaking hands, as anxiously as a
drug addict trying to prolong his life.
After taking a few deep breaths, a voice finally rang out through the smoke: "I
went to find Bai Ting, hoping she would play a trick with me, like a hero saving a
beautiful woman. It would be best if I could take a few stab wounds, so that you
would feel distressed and softened, be moved by me, and then forgive me."
Fan Xiao's jaw twitched slightly. "But Bai Ting disagreed. I threatened her that if
she didn't cooperate, someone would come knocking on her door. She got scared and
ran away. I heard she hasn't been to work for two days."
He took a deep drag on his cigarette and started coughing. He smiled as he coughed,
"You Shulang, you have too many weaknesses. Bai Ting, Huang Qimin, and even your
annoying brother are all your weaknesses!"
His smile was tinged with madness: "Now that Bai Ting has escaped, your brother is
in jail, and Huang Qimin is legal, so what? Don't think that I can't do anything to
you now. I want to keep you by my side, and your dead adoptive mother will help
me!"
Fan Xiao slowly raised his eyes: "Isn't she your weak spot?"
"You!" You Shulang suddenly stood up and grabbed Fan Xiao's collar. "She's already
been laid to rest. What do you want to do? Are you still a human being?!"
"Haven't I already been a devil in your eyes?!" Fan Xiao flicked away the cigarette
in his hand and said coldly, "You Shulang, I want to fuck you now. Do you want to
go to bed and wait for me, or should I carry you over?"
You Shulang suddenly swung his fist, hitting Fan Xiao hard in the face. He pushed
Fan Xiao against the opposite wall, grabbed his neck, and said sternly, "Fan Xiao,
you are indeed a devil, but do devils have no weaknesses?!"
He took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked the screen.
"Look at what these are! They're your criminal evidence!"
His thumb slid across the page, and text scrolled upwards: "Fan Xiao, you are
suspected of multiple economic crimes. While in Thailand, you falsified accounts,
evaded taxes, and bribed Thai officials. Any one of these crimes is enough to send
you to prison for several years!"
"And these," You Shulang switched pages. "These are the criminal evidence of Fan Yu
embezzling public funds and enriching himself. No wonder he's been trying to get
the stuff on your computer. Does he already know you have evidence against him?"
With a flick of his finger, he switched to another screen: "This is evidence of
your eldest brother's illegal attempt to coerce your eldest sister-in-law into
suppressing her father's company."
"And more!" You Shulang exerted force again, tightening his grip, causing Fan
Xiao's breathing to quicken. "And these are evidence of your father's crimes! He
actually manufactured and sold counterfeit drugs in Thailand! Those are drugs!
They're life-threatening!"
Fan Xiao's face flushed due to lack of oxygen, and he said with difficulty: "What
are you going to do?"
"What? What do you think?" You Shulang's eyes gradually became moist. He raised his
phone, his thumb hovering over it. "Now, with just one click, the evidence of your
crime, including your entire family's, will be transmitted to the Thai public
security, procuratorial and judicial departments, as well as all the well-known
media outlets in Thailand!"
Fan Xiao's face was gloomy: "Are you really going to do this?"
You Shulang was lost in thought for a moment, a dull pain sweeping through his
heart. "Fan Xiao, I once wanted to give you the best. As long as I can do it, I
will do my best."
"I feel like you're God's gift to me, a gift of compensation, a gift that took pity
on me. You've made me feel less alone, and given me a close relationship I long
for. It's not physical intimacy, but the kind of heartfelt connection, the kind of
emotion I can't let go of."
Despair instantly filled the air, and You Shulang screamed at the top of his lungs
for the first time: "When I was little, I envied other kids for having candy. When
I met you, I thought I'd finally get to eat that candy. The funny thing is, all the
candies I ate were poisoned! Fan Xiao, do you know how I felt when I heard you
insulting and scorning me behind my back? Do you know how I felt when I heard you
call Lu Zhen 'Zhenzhen'? Do you know what you were thinking when you cornered me on
the rooftop?!"
"I wonder if I can escape from you, this demon, by jumping from there?" Tears
streamed down his cheeks, and You Shulang wiped them with his shoulder. "I haven't
cried since I was four, because I know tears are useless and can't solve any
problems. But Fan Xiao, I'm in such a mess now. It seems that the beliefs I've
painstakingly built up over the years are wrong. I don't even know where to go
now!"
"Meeting you is not a gift from God to me, but a punishment! It would be fine if
you punished me alone, but you also want to bring other people with you!" The faint
light of the mobile phone screen was inserted between the two of them, like an
unbreakable barrier.
You Shulang pressed hard on Fan Xiao's Adam's apple. "Mr. Fan, how does it feel to
be threatened?"
"Not really." Fan Xiao forced a laugh. "These were the things I found on them. I
was planning to use them to threaten them later, but I didn't expect that I would
be the first to be harmed."
"After all, we once had feelings for each other. Director You, you are so soft-
hearted. How could you be willing to send me to jail?"
Fan Xiao glanced at the phone, raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on
You Shulang's face: "Shulang, your gift is me, and your punishment is also me. I
will not let you leave me!"
You Shulang's hand holding the phone trembled slightly: "Don't force me."
Fan Xiao's eyes were slightly red, and he was obsessed with paranoia: "I've forced
you so many times, and every time I didn't win? Director You, why don't you just
accept your fate."
The veins on the hand holding the phone bulged, and the thumb moved to the send
position.
So much love, so much hate, intertwined, swarming like scenes from a movie. The
smiling, playful, gentle Fan Xiao, mixed with the sinister, cold, and crazy Fan
Xiao, frequently alternating in front of You Shulang, using the same face to make
different expressions and say different words...
You Shulang almost collapsed!
A slender, bony hand rested on the back of You Shulang's head, first rubbing the
hair there, and then pulling him over.
Fan Xiao leaned over and kissed You Shulang.
“พระโพธิสัตว์ ข้าจะไถ่บาป เจ้าเป็นอิสระ (Bodhisattva, I will atone for your sins
and you will be free.)"
Holding down the last syllable, Fan Xiao pressed on You Shulang's thumb and sent
the email!
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The incident caused a huge uproar and lasted for half a year. It not only overthrew
the entire Fan family, but also implicated many politicians from neighboring
countries.
As the judge brought down the hammer, all those who deserved the punishment were
sentenced and thrown into prison.
Buddha said that all things are empty, except cause and effect.
"Don't you really want to know about Fan Xiao's news?" Shi Lihua asked while
leaning against the door of the research institute, wrapped in an extremely thick
down jacket.
The Chinese New Year was approaching, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard
occasionally on the streets. The Sky-piercing Monkey leaped up with a shrill blast
and exploded in mid-air, bringing You Shulang, who was in a state of
confusion , back to reality.
"I don't want to know." He said, holding his badge.
The scientific research base is open to the public without permission. He stopped
Shi Lihua outside the door and didn't even offer him a cup of hot tea.
"Have you seen the news?" the unwilling man asked again.
"It's been pretty busy lately." You Shulang glanced at the laboratory behind the
glass door, "It's still the same now."
Shi Lihua gathered his heavy clothes and said angrily, "Fan Xiao said you have a
kind heart, but I don't think so."
"Just pretend I've never been here." He turned and walked out, cursing as he
walked, "Damn it, this awful weather is freezing me to death!"
Without waiting for Shi Lihua to disappear, You Shulang used his badge to open the
door and returned to the laboratory. He was the only one left in the empty room as
everyone had gone home for the New Year.
After passing through the long laboratory, the innermost part is the tea room. On
the table, a half-eaten box of instant noodles has gone cold, with oil solidified
on the soup, which is very unappetizing.
You Shulang put the instant noodles in a bag and threw it into the trash can, then
made himself a cup of tea with boiling water.
The pantry has a small window facing the backyard of the building.
Changling Pharmaceutical's research base is an old building abandoned by the
school. The backyard of the old building is basically unattended, with withered
yellow grass covered with snow, looking desolate and desolate.
A piece of wild grass hooked onto a passing plastic bag, and the bag was filled
with wind, shaking violently.
"I can fly the plastic bag very high, higher than a kite." You Shulang suddenly
remembered what Fan Xiao once said.
Sitting on the grass in the wetland park, the man bit his cigarette sideways,
looking at the kites in the sky, his face full of smugness: "Director You, do you
want to see it? If you want to see it, I'll fly one for you."
You Shulang stood in front of the window and slowly drank a sip of tea. He was
thinking about how he responded at that time. It seemed to be: childish.
Coming back to his senses, You Shulang looked away, put down his teacup, and
walked into the laboratory.
He hadn't lied to Shi Lihua just now; he'd been incredibly busy lately. He'd taken
on a new project and was busy preparing for his master's exam. He was the oldest
candidate in the pharmacy program this year. Before the exam, a former classmate
invited him for a drink and encouraged him: "Keep working hard, young man! If you
pass the exam, you can touch the hands of your younger classmates."
You Shulang drank the wine happily, and curled the corners of his lips: "I'm
looking forward to it."
Since they were all from the medical field, it was natural that someone mentioned
the big news from the neighboring country during the dinner.
You Shulang smiled and continued, "The little boy hasn't finished talking yet, why
are you going off topic?"
Having passed the preliminary exam, You Shulang is now busy preparing for the
second exam.
He buried himself in literature and books day and night , uninstalled all
irrelevant software on his mobile phone, blocked everything and ignored worldly
affairs.
It gets dark early in the north in winter. Sitting at the console until it was
already dark, You Shulang had to get up to turn on the light. His phone, plugged
into its charger and placed on silent mode at the entrance, turned on the light and
casually glanced at it.
Four or five missed calls came in, all from landlines in the city. Unplugging the
charger, You Shulang called back, and the slogan for the city's First Hospital
blared through the line.
After a while, the call was connected. The other party, who had obviously checked
the caller ID, immediately announced his name: "Mr. You Shulang? I finally got
through to you."
You Shulang now has no relatives or friends, and he feels that he is not worthy of
the word "finally".
"What do you want from me?" he asked.
"Do you know Wu Yuping?"
You Shulang paused slightly: "Who?"
The hospital's inpatient department was finally not full on New Year's Eve.
Chinese people value family reunions and seek good luck at the beginning of the
year. Therefore, if the illness is not serious, people will not go to the hospital
at this time to bring bad luck.
The ward that You Shulang knocked on was a four-person room, but now only two
people were living in it.
He was still checking the patient's name hanging on the bed when the woman who was
half lying by the window called out: "Brother You."
After they met, the blurry face in You Shulang's mind became clearer, but also
different. The woman now was much more withered than the one in his memory.
He walked over, stood in front of the woman, and said softly, "Ms. Wu, long time no
see."
You Shulang and Wu Yuping also met for the first time in the hospital. Two years
ago, Wu Yuping's son was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. She could not bear
the blow and collapsed, climbing over the hospital fence with her child in her
arms.
In a panic, the child slipped from her arms. At the critical moment, You Shulang
and Fan Xiao worked together to save the child.
Fan Xiao at that time... You Shulang stopped his thoughts and asked, "Ms. Wu, are
you sick?"
Wu Yuping, whose manuscript was as dry as a bone, patted the stool and asked You
Shulang to sit down.
"I," just one word, like a lifetime's worth of sighs, "liver cancer. I don't have
many days left. The doctor said my family carries this 'bacteria' in their bodies.
My son has it in his brain, and I have it in my liver."
You Shulang slowly frowned: "I heard that the child has recovered."
A smile flickered across the woman's tearful eyes. She nodded, "Thanks to you and
Mr. Fan, Tiantian underwent two surgeries and several stages of chemotherapy. The
doctor said he's fine now."
You Shulang comforted him softly, "You will recover, just like Tiantian."
"I'm hopeless. It's in the late stages. I won't live for many days." The woman
stared at the corner, her eyes terribly empty. "To be honest, I'm terribly afraid
of death. If I die, what will happen to Tiantian? I'm his only relative in this
world, and he's still so young and all alone. How can I be at ease?"
"But what's the point of being afraid? I can't win my life after all." The woman
was only a few years older than You Shulang , but she was pale and old from the
pain of illness. She wiped the tears from her face with her bony hands and said
timidly after some hesitation, "Brother You, I know you are a good person. You gave
Tiantian his life. You are his second parent. After I die, Tiantian will definitely
be sent to an orphanage. Can you please... please visit him more often?"
"I know this will bring a lot of trouble to your life, but I'm really desperate. I
can only think of two people in this world who would be kind to Tiantian and whom I
can trust: you and Mr. Fan."
"Fan Xiao." You Shulang repeated subconsciously.
"I couldn't get through to him on the phone, so I had to contact you," Hu Yuping
said incoherently. "Tiantian is very well-behaved and obedient. He rarely cries
even at such a young age. You just need to go and see if he's doing well, healthy,
and happy."
You Shulang gently patted the woman on the shoulder and said, "Ms. Wu, don't get
excited. Let's talk slowly."
He comforted her, "The country now has many policies for raising and caring for
orphans. You don't have to worry too much."
The woman fell silent for a long moment before speaking helplessly, "The policies
are all good, but I hope he has someone by his side who cares about him and whom he
cares about."
You Shulang hooked his fingers on his knees, creating a few wrinkles in his pants.
The woman looked at You Shulang, a paranoid hope in her eyes: "He doesn't remember
anything now, and he will forget me in the future. In such a big world, he has to
be alone. How sad he must be."
You Shulang pinched the cigarette box in his pocket from outside his clothes and
was speechless for a moment.
"Brother You, you can refuse." The woman smiled, holding on to her loose skin.
"Mothers are selfish. They always consider their children first. You don't have
to..."
The woman's words were interrupted by a series of light and fragmented footsteps
coming from the corridor, followed by the sound of a deep middle-aged female voice.
"Tiantian, don't run. Here, here, your mother is in this room."
As soon as he finished speaking, a little boy appeared at the door. He was grabbed
by a big hand behind him and started giggling.
"Why are you here?" Wu Yuping stretched out her arms to the child. "Come, Tiantian,
come to mommy."
The middle-aged woman was a bit plump and was a little out of breath from running
after the child. After catching her breath, she said, "Tiantian's mother, haven't
you found a nanny yet? Chinese New Year is coming soon, and my husband and children
are urging me to go back home for the New Year. I've already bought my ticket for
the evening train. What do you think I should do?"
Tiantian is now two and a half years old, but he is shorter than the average child.
He is very active. He rolled in his mother's arms and then climbed down from the
bed.
He seldom met strangers, so he felt curious when he saw You Shulang . He took
small steps and approached little by little, tilting his head to look into You
Shulang's eyes.
The baby who was once three or four months old has now grown into a toddler, with
sparse hair that cannot cover the scar on his head.
You Shulang looked at the child's round, doe-like eyes and smiled gently.
As soon as you smile, you will be stuck to others.
The child moved closer to him, raised his arm, and grasped You Shulang's thumb with
his short, chubby fingers...
Outside the ward, Shi Lihua was leaning against a corner deep in the corridor,
talking on the phone.
"I've done everything you told me to do. I asked Wu Yuping to contact You Shulang.
Do you think You Shulang will adopt Tiantian? Is he crazy? What does that child
have to do with him?"
A deep voice came faintly from the phone: "You don't understand him."
Shi Lihua snorted, "That's a child, not a kitten or puppy. What if you guessed
wrong? Should we send Tiantian to an orphanage? The doctor said Wu Yuping doesn't
have many days left to live."
"If You Shulang doesn't adopt Tiantian, then I will." The voice on the phone was
lazy, but serious.
"You raised me?" Shi Lihua was shocked. "No, why do I feel like I don't know you?"
"That's the child we saved together. He will grow up happily, and someone will tell
him that the world is not bad after all."

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You Shulang adopted Tiantian and agreed with Wu Yuping that they would go through
the adoption procedures after she passed away.
You Shulang considered for three days about adopting Tiantian.
The experience of suffering has repeatedly lowered his expectations and desires for
life. He rarely has the idea of taking something or someone for himself. The last
time he had such an idea was by Fan Xiao.
It was You Shulang who suggested adopting Tiantian. His fingertips rubbed against
each other in his sleeves, feeling a little nervous but more expectant.
The woman was grateful, but You Shulang shook his head.
"Actually, I have selfish motives. I am also an orphan. This world is too lonely. I
hope Tiantian can keep me company."
Educational certificates, employment certificates, and deposit slips were placed in
front of the woman one by one.
"There is one more important thing, Ms. Wu, you need to consider it carefully."
You Shulang patiently explained: "I am TXL. If you feel that my sexual orientation
will have a negative impact on Tiantian's growth, you can reject me."
The woman was silent for a moment, her sick eyes revealing a kind of open-
mindedness that comes from understanding the world. "I did find a man, but what
happened in the end? Some things, when faced with life and death, can be let go."
As I emerged from the hospital, fireworks were already ablaze in the sky above the
residential complex across the street. Amidst the blasts, people were bidding
farewell to the old and welcoming the new, looking forward to a brighter future.
You Shulang looked back at the light-transmitting window. A thin figure of a woman
was standing there, illuminated by the fireworks.
Was she watching him go, or witnessing the last splendour of her life? Unwilling to
speculate, You Shulang walked out into the deep, cold night.
It was difficult to get a taxi during the Chinese New Year, so he walked along the
road and looked at the map on his phone. The nearest subway station was a twenty-
minute walk away.
Most of the shops on the roadside have closed down, with only a few grocery stores
still leaving their signs lit.
You Shulang was planning to buy a pack of cigarettes, but when he got closer he
discovered that there was a small dumpling restaurant sandwiched between two shops
with bright signboards.
The dumpling restaurant is still open for business. The storefront has not been
replaced with a glass display, and the sign is not a light box, so it is not
obvious from a distance.
After buying cigarettes, You Shulang took out one, lit it, bit it between his
teeth, and put on gloves again.
He took three or five steps, then retreated. "It's New Year's Day, so I have to eat
some dumplings," he told himself.
There were actually customers in the dumpling shop. A man in his fifties was
sitting at a wooden table at the innermost corner, stuffing dumplings into his
mouth.
Hearing some noise at the door, he looked up and called out to the kitchen in a
loud voice.
"Bai Ting, there are guests."
Bai Ting? You Shulang was stunned.
The door curtain of the back kitchen was lifted, and a young woman in an apron
walked out.
She greeted people with a smile and curved eyebrows, but when she saw You Shulang,
there was only shock in her eyes.
"Brother You?"
You Shulang took off his gloves and picked up his cigarette.
"Bai Ting, your phone has been disconnected, why are you here?"
With a plate of steaming dumplings in front of her, Bai Ting sat opposite You
Shulang and opened a pair of disposable chopsticks for him.
The quality of the chopsticks was average, with vertical wood grains. I changed a
new pair, but they were still the same.
"This will do." You Shulang took the chopsticks but didn't touch the dumplings.
"What's going on with you now? Can you tell me?"
The man in his fifties had finished his dumplings and left eight yuan on the table.
Bai Ting put the money little by little into the wallet tied at her waist and said
with her head down, "I'll just...become a good person."
She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't even tell you. I just wanted to...
cut off ties with everything that happened before."
"Are you worried?" Bai Ting's plain face looked several years younger than before,
like a girl who had done something wrong, and she was about to be blamed. "I should
have told you."
"I understand." You Shulang smiled gently, "I would do the same."
He picked up a dumpling, took a bite, and raised his eyebrows in approval: "It
tastes good. Did you make it?"
In the past, Bai Ting's eyes always had sadness and sophistication, but now her
face turned slightly red, and she said "hmm" softly as if she had received a huge
compliment.
You Shulang ate several dumplings in a row before putting down his chopsticks.
"Don't worry, I won't come looking for you again." He leaned forward slightly,
patted Bai Ting on the head like a brother to his sister, and jokingly said,
"Player, please start your life anew."
The woman's eyes were red, and her voice was nasal: "Thank you, Brother You. If you
have the chance, please also thank Mr. Fan for me."
You Shulang was tearing sawdust off his chopsticks when he heard this. His fingers
froze. "...Who are you thanking?"
The girl was confused: "Fan Xiao, Mr. Fan's name is Fan Xiao, right?"
There was a pain at the fingertips as sawdust pierced into the flesh.
"More than half a year ago, I didn't want to take those dirty jobs at a nightclub,
so I was threatened by a small boss there. He had checked me out and knew about my
family situation. He threatened to call my family, but when I still refused, he
didn't bother me anymore. I thought the matter was over, but a few days later, my
father and brother came to find me."
"They had been detained before, so this time they were afraid I would call the
police, so they just followed me from a distance and didn't harass me. When I was
at work, they were guarding both the front and back doors, so I didn't even have a
chance to run."
The woman stared blankly, her teeth itching with hatred. "Later I learned that they
had gotten some knockout drugs from somewhere, intending to knock me out at the
first opportunity, and then take me back home under the pretext of taking my
daughter to see a doctor."
"How did you escape?" You Shulang hesitated and asked again, "How is this related
to Fan Xiao?"
Even as she recalled the past, the woman's face paled. "I really had no other
choice. You were the only one I could turn to, but your phone was disconnected. In
the end, I could only call Bai Sanmiao. He was having a passionate affair with me
at the time, and he even said he wanted to marry me after drinking."
You Shulang remembered that he had just joined the project team during that period.
In order to adjust his mentality and also to avoid Fan Xiao, his mobile phone was
almost always turned off.
Mentioning Bai Sanmiao, the woman sneered, "Not only did he not help, he also
mocked me, saying that I made so much money that I could build a villa in the
mountains."
"At that time, I suppressed my anger and asked him how I could contact you. He said
sarcastically that you could contact Mr. Fan."
His knuckles tightened, the wood chips piercing deeper into his grasp. A bright red
bead of blood emanated from You Shulang's fingertips. "Were you the one who
contacted Fan Xiao?"
Bai Ting nodded: "I wanted to contact you through him, but he said you were busy
with some research and there was no need to disturb you. He could handle it."
"Mr. Fan took action, and my father and brother left three days later. Fearing they
might come back, Mr. Fan asked me to hide outside. Since then, I've been living a
normal life and don't want to go back. I used all my savings to buy this dumpling
restaurant, and now I live a stable life every day..."
You Shulang was a little dazed. He listened to the woman's next words but couldn't
make out the meaning.
Almost interrupting the woman, You Shulang asked, "Is Fan Xiao helping you? What
did he do?"
Seeing the man's strange expression, Bai Ting did not dare to be negligent and told
him everything.
"My brother loves gambling. After Mr. Fan found out from me, he pretended to be
careless and dropped a few large-denomination coins from an underground casino in
front of him. My brother thought he was lucky and took the chips and went to the
casino to gamble. In the end, he lost everything he had and even borrowed a lot of
high-interest loans."
"Mr. Fan said he was beaten up in the end, with his little finger pressed against a
kitchen knife, crying and calling my dad, asking him to pay to redeem him." Bai
Ting snorted, "At the time, Mr. Fan arranged for me to hide away, and my dad
couldn't find me, so naturally he had no choice but to spend all his money to save
his precious son."
A drop of blood slid from his fingertips, and You Shulang said in a faint voice:
"That seems like Fan Xiao's style."
You Shulang had no recollection of how he left the dumpling restaurant, how he said
goodbye to Bai Ting, or how he got to the subway station.
He held the gloves in his hands, and the cold wind blew, causing his fingertips,
which were pricked by sawdust, to feel a slight pain.
All he could hear was the woman's last words: "I wanted to thank him, but he said
he was doing something for the Buddha. If I wanted to thank someone, I should thank
the Buddha, not him."
What was the last thing Fan Xiao said to him?
"Buddha, you are free."

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The green willows around the kindergarten are drooping, and when the breeze blows,
they sway like silk ribbons, curling and lingering.
You Shulang sent Tiantian to kindergarten. He watched the little boy, who had
become stronger, follow the teacher into the door, and then stick his head out from
inside the door and loudly shout "Goodbye, uncle". Only then were all the
procedures for entering the kindergarten completed, and he happily started a new
day.
You Shulang didn't dare stay outside the garden for long. He had a particularly
deep memory of being surrounded by mothers or grandmothers who were picking up
their children and chatting with them. He just answered truthfully that he was
"unmarried", and out of nowhere he had three or five more blind dates.
There were weeping willows all along the road. Green Wave patted my shoulders
lightly and generously left behind its exclusive gift - willow catkins.
You Shulang was wearing a thin black cardigan today, which made the white fluff
sticking to his body more obvious.
He picked apples as he walked, then wandered into a nearby pharmacy. Two boxes of
the family's stockpile of medicine had expired, and since Tiantian was around, You
Shulang always replaced them immediately.
After reporting the name of the medicine and waiting for the salesperson to get it,
You Shulang, like his occupational disease, walked to the shelf and started
checking the medicines.
The honeysuckle drink has been launched on the market and has received good market
response. The first quarter financial report has been delivered to Huang Qimin's
desk. Judging from how happy he has been these days, the returns should be
considerable.
The collapse of the Fan Building naturally affected Pinfeng Ventures as well. Fan
Xiao was summoned back, and Pinfeng Ventures was handed over to Xu Zhong. All
accounts were submitted to the relevant authorities for review, but no flaws were
uncovered. They were simply cut off from further funding, forcing the company to
halt two new projects. Fortunately, the initial funding for the honeysuckle drink
was largely secured, so Pinfeng Ventures wasn't significantly impacted.
Although Xu Zhong did not like Fan Xiao, he agreed with the marketing strategy he
set and continued to implement it as planned, and indeed achieved sales
expectations.
Dispelling his complicated thoughts, You Shulang picked up a box of a similar
competitor product from the new project. Just after he looked at the dosage form,
he heard a noise coming from the door curtain behind the shelf.
Just a customer, he didn't look up.
The drugstore was not big, with only two or three people including the cashier, but
they all gathered around. Even the girl who was getting medicine for You Shulang
drew an arc in the air with her white coat, turned around quickly, and walked
towards the door.
The girls' voices were all pleasant, but when they stumbled together, they sounded
a bit chaotic. I only heard someone call out "Brother Fan" and someone else ask if
he was hot or thirsty.
Compared to the girls' enthusiasm, his answer was calm and leisurely.
"It's not hot today, no need for water. I'm here to collect sales data, record the
demerits, and leave."
There was a hint of laughter in the man's deep voice, not much, but it neutralized
the coldness of his voice.
There was a slight noise coming from behind the medicine shelf. The man who spoke
took a look and saw only neatly arranged medicines and occasional pieces of dark
clothing showing through.
He withdrew his gaze, turned around, took off his helmet, and habitually touched
his crew cut with his hand, with a hint of gentle distance in his tone.
"How are the sales of the new products launched this week? Are the knowledge
learned from the last training being used in sales?"
The girl chirped in reply, and in the brief silence, the sound of pen dropping
could be heard.
After just three or two minutes, the man closed the notebook and ended the
conversation. He pulled out a handful of colorful candies from his pocket and said
with a smile, "Someone gave them to me. I'm just offering them as a token of my
gratitude."
During the enthusiastic farewell, the door curtain was lifted up again, then fell
back down. The curtain swung three or two, and then the girl who delivered the
medicine wanted to visit You Shulang again.
"Sir, sir!" She called out several times before the handsome customer finally came
back to his senses. She hurriedly handed him the medicine in her hand and said,
"Sorry for the wait. This is your medicine."
You Shulang glanced at the still-swaying door curtain, nodded slightly, and placed
the crushed medicine box in the girl's hand: "I'll settle this together."
Walking around the shelves, You Shulang walked towards the cashier. He handed over
his ID card and was reminded before he changed it to his medical insurance card.
Amid the crackling sound of the settlement being printed, the crisp clatter of
plastic beads suddenly mixed in. The door curtain was lifted again, and a tall
figure walked in with the fresh May breeze.
"I forgot to take the key..."
Hearing the voice, You Shulang subconsciously looked over, and without the
obstruction of the shelves, their eyes met.
He still had that oppressive and sharp look, but with a buzz cut, he looked even
more unruly and difficult to tame.
His eyes were still deep and gentle, and the smile on his lips was just right,
neither too strong nor too weak, not too ostentatious, and it suppressed the
sharpness brought by his appearance.
The whirring of the printer continued, and time and space suddenly stretched and
distorted. You Shulang seemed to have returned to that May two years ago. The car
window slowly rolled down, and a warm current poured out of the car. Fan Xiao, with
a smile on his lips and a kind look in his eyes, broke into his life...
My heart tightened.
The drugstore was very small, with the cashier counter only two or three meters
away from the door. You Shulang watched Fan Xiao's initial surprise, followed by
delight, and finally his uneasiness.
The sound of the printer finally stopped, and the bag of medicine and the dropped
key were delivered to You Shulang and Fan Xiao at the same time.
You Shulang took it, and Fan Xiao raised his hand only after being reminded twice.
After thanking him, You Shulang walked towards the door with his bag. In just a few
steps, he passed through the breeze and floating willow catkins between the two of
them and came close to Fan Xiao.
He nodded gently, being as kind and friendly as he was to every stranger with whom
he had an eye contact.
However, when their bodies intertwined, they tried their best to avoid Fan Xiao who
was blocking most of the door.
As he stepped out of the door, the sunlight outside was already shining into his
eyes, but someone grabbed You Shulang's wrist.
He frowned and turned to look at Fan Xiao.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
Fan Xiao was silent for a while, slowly let go of his hand, took out a business
card from his pocket and handed it to You Shulang.
"I'm a medical representative for Kangda Pharmaceuticals. If you have any questions
about purchasing or taking our medicines, you can contact me and I will resolve
them for you promptly."
You Shulang glanced at the business card handed to him. Fan Xiao, a terminal
pharmaceutical representative for Kangda Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.
Terminal medical representatives are drug promotion and sales personnel facing
pharmacies or hospitals. They generally have no basic salary or benefits and only
earn commissions. They are considered the lowest among medical representatives.
When one's eyes shifted a few inches from the business card, one would see cheap
overalls and big-toed shoes. No one would have thought that Fan Xiao, who was
holding a motorcycle helmet, once had a diamond cufflink that cost tens of
thousands of dollars.
Only the watch on his wrist looked familiar, leaving a patch of his original tanned
skin.
You Shulang looked away and didn't take the business card. He declined, "I don't
use Kangda's medicine. There's no need for me to take your business card."
He took another step, one inside the door with Fan Xiao, the other outside, and
continued, "Kangda's medicine is expensive and ineffective. I wouldn't have chosen
it before, and I won't use it in the future."
After saying that, You Shulang turned around, walked into the green waves without
any reluctance, and gradually walked away.
The swaying door curtain blocked Fan Xiao's face, making it hard to see his
expression...
I don’t know how long I walked along the road, but when You Shulang heard the sound
of a motorcycle behind him, he had already missed the bus stop.
The roar grew louder and closer, finally stopping beside him.
On the side of the road shaded by green trees, there is a half-old motorcycle and a
piece of work clothes that are not very sophisticated, but because of the quite
eye-catching figure, it adds a sense of unrestrained sexiness.
Fan Xiao supported himself on the ground with his long legs, took off his helmet
and held it in his arms, leaned forward slightly, and looked at You Shulang in the
colorful shadows of the trees.
The soft willow branches swayed against his face, making him smile. He reached out
to You Shulang, and as the man dodged sideways, he plucked a willow catkin from his
black clothes.
Retracting his hand, Fan Xiao's gentle voice was softer than the catkins in his
hand: "Don't be afraid, Director You, I just want to tell you that even if we live
in the same city, I will not bother you again. Just live your life steadily and
pretend that you have never met me today."
He put on his helmet, started the scooter, and turned his head over his goggles
amid the roar. "However, if Director You ever wavers, I'll be there at your beck
and call."
The accelerator was stepped on to the maximum, and the motorcycle rushed forward,
stirring up a cloud of fallen willow catkins.
Ever since Tiantian came into the world, You Shulang rarely smoked. The house he
rented was very close to the research institute, in the suburbs, in an old
building, so it was cheap.
One bedroom, one living room and a small balcony, just right.
But there is no good view outside the balcony. There is not a single green plant.
Only a narrow strip of sky can be seen.
Tonight's moon happened to be hanging in that narrow place, and its endless bright
light was entangled with the white mist of cigarette smoke.
Tiantian had already fallen asleep. You Shulang leaned on the balcony and smoked.
When one cigarette burned out, he lit another one. When it was halfway burned, the
man finally picked up his mobile phone and looked up the big news in the medical
field in the neighboring country a year ago.
When searching for keywords, many news items popped up. You Shulang picked out the
one that seemed the most detailed and clicked on it.
The focus of the case fell on the production and sale of counterfeit goods, and
there were many hidden secrets involved. Twenty years had passed since the
incident, and those who knew about it and participated in it at the time were
either dead or old. Therefore, apart from Fan Xiao's father who was imprisoned and
sentenced to a heavy sentence, only some minor figures were involved.
As for the three sons of the Fan family, the second son Fan Yu served three years
in prison; the eldest son Fan Bo was only given a suspended sentence because he
actively compensated and was forgiven for suppressing the company.
I swiped my thumb upwards and scrolled to the end of the article, but there was no
information about Fan Xiao.

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Fan Xiao actually kept his promise.
He promised not to disturb You Shulang's life, and he never showed up from spring
to summer.
Sometimes, You Shulang would vaguely think that the willow catkins in the early
morning had never floated by, and the man had never picked a piece of white cotton
from his shoulder and rubbed it between his fingertips.
And this trance would often be broken, just like this morning when You Shulang saw
the red brick road.
The residential complex where You Shulang rented was low-lying, and whenever it
rained, a large amount of rainwater would accumulate. In addition, the roads within
the complex had been in disrepair for a long time, and were muddy and muddy, making
it extremely difficult to walk on.
It's been rainy this summer, and it rained again for half the night. When he went
out early in the morning, You Shulang held Tiantian in his arms and rolled up his
trouser legs.
He lived on the second floor and there was no elevator. He went downstairs along
the stairs and greeted his neighbor who was out buying breakfast. He heard a few
unclear words about "Lei Feng" from him. You Shulang responded with a smile and
didn't take it seriously.
When I opened the door of the unit, I saw the clear sky with clouds hanging over
it. The weather was exceptionally good.
"Huh?" Tiantian whispered in You Shulang's ear, pointing his short little finger
downwards.
When You Shulang looked over, he found that there was a narrow red brick road in
front of the unit door, winding and twisting, leading directly to the gate of the
community.
Only one layer of pavement is laid in shallow water areas, while two or three
layers are added in deep water areas. When walking along the road, you no longer
have to painstakingly choose a place to stand in the water and mud.
You Shulang looked around. This old building had three units, but only his unit had
a red brick road in front of the door. The other two units only had red bricks in
the deep water, like patches, one piece at a time.
Tiantian was curious and kicked his feet in You Shulang's arms, eager to try. You
Shulang put him on the red brick road and bent down to flatten his trouser legs.
"That young man worked half the night in the rain last night." A chatter reached my
ears. "My old man offered him a cigarette and asked if he wanted to move in. He
said no, saying that the person he loved lived here and he was worried it would be
inconvenient for her to come in and out."
"Tsk tsk tsk, is it for the girl on the sixth floor? She is really pretty."
The red brick road was narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass. You Shulang
followed the bouncing Tiantian, his eyelids drooping, and his eyelashes fluttered a
few times...
Only after the laboratory was empty did You Shulang stand up from the laboratory
bench.
There is a party today. You Shulang’s college classmates have returned from abroad,
and everyone has made an appointment to get together and has set the date for
tonight.
After asking his neighbor to take care of Tiantian, You Shulang went to the locker
room to change into a suit. This was the suit he used to wear every day when he was
an office manager, but now he felt uncomfortable wearing it.
Facing the dressing mirror, You Shulang buttoned his shirt until it reached his
throat. Suddenly, he remembered something Fan Xiao had said.
The man breathed against his ear, his wet lips brushing against the sensitive skin,
deliberately teasing: "Director You, the tighter you wrap yourself, the more
seductive and exciting it will be."
You Shulang paused for a moment, then slowly unbuttoned the button under his
throat, revealing his slender neck.
Since it was a female classmate who was returning to China, we booked a table at a
Western restaurant. The restaurant was on the 40th floor of Tower B of the Gemini
Tower, a landmark building, and the windows overlooked the entire city at night.
As the elevator ascended, the numbers climbed. A female classmate with wavy hair
complained with a smile, "I've been eating Western food for nearly seven or eight
years, and now I want to eat Western food again. Zhang Shicheng, haven't you
resolved the grudge between you and me from back then?"
The man named Zhang Shicheng nodded seriously. "I had three girlfriends during
college, and they all ended because of you. I'm going to hold this grudge for the
rest of my life, right?"
"That's because your love is not strong enough."
"Every time I date someone, you ruin it. You and I were so deeply in love, how come
you've been hiding abroad for seven years?"
There were four people in the group, two boys and two girls. The helplessness and
loneliness on the girl's face were quickly covered up. She put her arm around You
Shulang's arm and acted like a spoiled child: "Shulang, Zhang Shicheng is bullying
your woman."
You Shulang smiled casually and halfheartedly chimed in, "It's expensive here. I'll
help you eat until he goes bankrupt."
The elevator door opened, revealing a circular lobby with two restaurants on the
left and right.
"Huihui, if you don't want Western food, this one across the street is also good.
It's a newly opened Southeast Asian restaurant," the woman who hadn't spoken
suggested. "I wonder if there's any room without a reservation?"
Across from the Western restaurant, imitation yellow sapphires shone brilliantly,
brimming with a fiery, exotic atmosphere. Soft, sentimental music poured softly,
sweeping across the lake of my heart, creating ripples...
Curry, old movies, heavy curtains, a weekend for two... fragments of the past,
attached to the soft scales, surged like a tide, instantly engulfing You Shulang...
When he came to his senses again, the people in front of him had already walked
into the restaurant. Zhang Shicheng turned back helplessly and waved to You
Shulang.
No reservations were needed, and several people were seated. The guide politely
left, and the waiter handed over the menu.
"What would you like to order? Today's chef's special dish is Thai coconut chicken
soup."
This voice... You Shulang suddenly raised his eyes!
It’s really Fan Xiao!
Their eyes met again, and they were even more shocked than last time.
The tall and strong man was wearing traditional Thai clothing, a beige double-
breasted high-collared formal suit, a dark green veil draped over his shoulders, a
golden decorative chain slung across his shoulders, and a jeweled belt of the same
color tied around his waist.
Unlike the handsome man in a suit and tie, Fan Xiao in front of him was dressed in
bright and gorgeous clothes. Although his smile was still gentle, it could not hide
his noble temperament and a bit of exotic charm.
No one noticed that You Shulang was acting strangely, as all their eyes were on Fan
Xiao. Even Zhang Shicheng looked at him a few more times, sighing in his heart that
it was difficult to chase after an old lover, and even the waiter could take away
your attention while having a meal.
"Do you know him?" Zhang Shicheng's ex-lover followed Fan Xiao's gaze and looked at
You Shulang, and drew a line between the two with his finger.
Fan Xiao's eyebrows moved slightly, but he said nothing. He knew his limits and was
waiting for You Shulang to define their relationship.
"Don't know" or "Ordinary friend", Fan Xiao weighed it in his mind, trying to
figure out which one is easier to accept.
The dining table was next to the window, and the lights outside were just coming
on. You Shulang, who had already calmed down and was shocked, had an indifferent
expression reflected on the curved glass.
Facing everyone's gaze, he looked at Fan Xiao with a stern expression, tapped his
fingers twice on the table, and said calmly, "I know him. He's my ex."

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"Yes, my ex."
In one sentence, a huge thunder was thrown at the table.
The students were all gossiping, their eyes fluttering and their glances darting
around in a storm of gossip.
The unexpected answer made Fan Xiao's breathing stop. He thought about it over and
over again, but still couldn't taste any sweetness.
You Shulang said this in a very casual tone, like saying sugar is sweet and
medicine is bitter, like saying white clouds and black soil, without any waves,
just simply stating the facts.
The "ex" he mentioned did not bring any special feeling to me, just like a piece of
clothing that I had worn before but no longer liked.
At this time, You Shulang had already put aside the topic of "ex" and was fiddling
with the tablecloth in his hand. The tablecloth with embroidered prints seemed to
be more worthy of attention than his ex. He spread it out, put it on his legs, and
adjusted its position.
"My man has a really good eye for men." Dabolang finally broke the silence,
propping up his chin with his arm and looking at Fan Xiao. "My ex, bring four
delicious dishes. You decide."
Fan Xiao's eyes swept across the woman's face, closed the menu, and said
thoughtfully, "If you don't have any dietary restrictions, I'll go prepare it."
It was so cold that the big waves shivered.
As soon as Fan Xiao left, You Shulang poured cold water on the enthusiasm of
several people.
"Don't ask. There's nothing much to say. I'm too old to have no ex."
"Just one question." Big Wave raised a finger and asked quietly, "How was the work?
I heard that the more handsome a guy is, the less so-so his work is."
You Shulang: “…”
When classmates get together, there are always endless topics to talk about. Zhang
Shicheng and Dabolang were arguing with each other, and You Shulang took the
opportunity to go out for a smoke.
Smoke was rising from the corner of the bathroom. After flicking the ash two or
three times, Fan Xiao pushed the door open and walked in.
You Shulang was not surprised. He watched him walk towards him without showing any
resistance, and even moved aside to make half a corner for him.
Fan Xiao took out a colorful cigarette from his complicated collar. It was Rouge.
"Director You, would you like one?" He flicked one out and handed it to You
Shulang. "Didn't you like it before?"
You Shulang raised the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, shook his fingers, and
the accumulated ash fell down.
Fan Xiao placed the rouge into You Shulang's mouth, then took the half-smoked
cigarette from his hand and bit into it between his teeth. The movements were
smooth and flowing, as if the two had never been apart, still inseparable, without
any taboos.
A match was struck and the flame came over. You Shulang glanced at Fan Xiao,
lowered his head and lit a cigarette with his hand.
"Waiting for me?" Fan Xiao extinguished the match and asked with a smile.
After taking a deep breath and exhaling the smoke, You Shulang asked, "What do you
mean?"
"You've been in here for six minutes, which is enough time to use the toilet and
smoke. If you haven't left yet, it means you're waiting for me."
You Shulang didn't answer, which was considered as tacit agreement: "Aren't you a
pharmaceutical representative? Why, did you change jobs?"
The wet and sticky cigarette butt in Fan Xiao's mouth made his heart palpitate and
he lost his mind. After a moment, he replied to You Shulang.
"I'm still working as a pharmaceutical representative. I run pharmacies during the
day and come here to work part-time at night. There are often Southeast Asian
customers here. I can speak Thai, so the salary is higher."
You Shulang raised the corners of his lips, his smile not reaching his eyes. He
raised the cigarette in his hand and examined it carefully: "A pack of rouge is
enough for you to serve dishes here for two nights, right? What is the reason for
Mr. Fan to condescend like this?"
Pressed by the question, Fan Xiao's eyes lit up with a smile: "I tried to quit
smoking in prison, but I couldn't control myself after I got out. I want to smoke
when I miss you, and when I'm upset. I've tried other cigarettes, but I couldn't
get used to them. This cigarette is expensive, so I smoke less now. I only have one
when I really miss you."
The affectionate confession did not soften his sharp and cold words. You Shulang
warned: "Fan Xiao, some words are inappropriate to say now. You'd better swallow
them back."
Before Fan Xiao could reply, You Shulang asked calmly, "Inside? As far as I know,
you've never been inside, right?"
"Six months." Fan Xiao was reluctant to smoke the half-smoked cigarette, taking
only a light puff each time. "Because I'm a tainted witness. According to the laws
there, tainted witnesses with less serious crimes cannot reveal their guilt to the
outside world."
You Shulang took off his cigarette and looked at Fan Xiao seriously for the first
time: "Tainted witness?"
Fan Xiao nodded: "I have always wanted to take revenge on them. During the tsunami,
they could have taken my mother and me with them, but they selfishly closed the car
door and were unwilling to wait any longer."
The hand holding the cigarette was shaking a little, and with his eyes lowered, Fan
Xiao sneered: "My mother is his wife, their dedicated mother; I am his son, their
obedient and sensible brother. But in the end, no one cares about our lives!"
"I had been planning my revenge on them for a long time. To find evidence, I even
went along with the corrupt officials. Later, I cooperated with the local
prosecutors and agreed to help them investigate the counterfeiting case from 20
years ago. We did find some evidence. So, during the trial, they treated me as a
tainted witness and gave me a lighter sentence of six months."
After that, they were silent for a moment. You Shulang's gaze was deep, as he
looked at a seven-spotted ladybug struggling to crawl on the sink.
It climbed up the curved inner wall of the pool, using all its strength, and took
several steps, but failed again and fell back into the depths of the pool.
After stubbing out the expensive cigarette and throwing it into the trash can, You
Shulang walked to the sink, turned on the faucet and washed his hands. In the
instant before the water burst out, he picked up the ladybug and threw it away.
Amid the gurgling sound of running water, You Shulang asked, "Fan Xiao, which of
the money in the medical fund account you set up for Tiantian, or the dividends
from Pinfeng Venture Capital's investment in your name, is enough to warrant this
kind of suffering?" He turned off the water, pulled out a tissue, and wiped his
hands. A flash of anger passed through his voice. "So, what are you up to again?"
Half a cigarette was smoked, and now, there was no longer any flavor. The cigarette
butt was still pinched between his fingers. Fan Xiao looked into You Shulang's eyes
through the mirror and said, "The money for Tiantian's medical treatment, I won't
touch it even if I am in dire straits. Forget about the dividends of Pinfeng. If I
want it, the whole company will be mine."
Taking a step forward, Fan Xiao almost pressed against You Shulang's back. "Besides
all this, I also have my own company with good profits, enough to ensure I have
enough food and clothing."
"But……"
The conversation was suddenly interrupted when a low voice called out from the
corridor: "Fan Xiao, Fan Xiao! The manager is looking for you. He wants to know why
you've been away from work for so long."
"Fuck." Fan Xiao cursed, grabbed You Shulang, pushed open the door of the bathroom
stall, and stuffed him in.
"you!"
As soon as he said that, Fan Xiao covered You Shulang's mouth. He jumped onto the
toilet and made a gesture to keep quiet.
Someone came in and called Fan Xiao's name several times. He also looked under the
doors of each cubicle and left quickly after seeing You Shulang's leather shoes and
trousers.
The lines of the palm pressed against the lips could easily bring up some
indescribable memories. You Shulang's ears turned slightly red and he pushed Fan
Xiao's hand away.
"What are you doing?"
Fan Xiao squatted on the toilet, the wetness on his hands making him feel a little
distracted. He suppressed the urge to kiss his palms, stood up, and continued the
previous topic: "I have something else to tell you."
"You just heard it. I am rich, but that money was earned by leveraging my family's
influence. Capital, connections, and connections—all of them were obtained by me
using the name of my father's son."
"Shulang, I'm not so naive as to have to go against money. I'll get what I deserve
back eventually. But I also want to truly be myself. It's not for some stupid
reason of realizing my own value, but I just want to make some clean money to spend
and do something worth my effort. Otherwise... I really can't hold on."
In the small space, the frequency of the sound seemed to touch the heart. You
Shulang stepped back, but there was nowhere to retreat.
"Starting from scratch is much harder than I imagined." Fan Xiao pulled out his
phone, flipped through the album and pulled out a photo, then held it up to You
Shulang. "But it only took me six months to go from a terminal pharmaceutical
representative to a regional general manager. Even though I only got the job in the
economically underdeveloped area of Xipu, it's still considered incredibly fast in
the industry."
In the photo, Fan Xiao is dressed in a suit and tie, just like before. He stands on
the stage with some sales champions, wearing red and green, and holding
certificates of honor in his hands.
He seemed to be a little disgusted with the big red flower on his chest, frowning
slightly, but his eyes were particularly bright.
The camera froze at this moment, capturing the light in his eyes.
Just like... Fan Xiao now. You Shulang took another look at the photo before
looking away.
Fan Xiao tentatively moved a little closer to the person in front of him, his voice
buzzing, as if he was acting coquettishly: "Such a small position, a bonus of a few
boxes of cigarettes, something I used to look down on. At that time, I was so
excited that I was shaking slightly."
I don't know what he was thinking about, but his expression quickly fell. "After I
got off the stage, those people called home to tell me the good news. I've never
had anything worth announcing in my life, and now I finally have one, but I don't
know who to tell."
"I looked at your phone number for more than ten minutes, but in the end I didn't
call it. I said I wouldn't disturb your life anymore, and I will do it."
Fan Xiao gently rubbed the hem of You Shulang's clothes, but he only dared to rub
the hem of his clothes. "Now all the money I've earned in the past six months is
invested in goods. Buying and selling, there will always be gaps in capital
turnover. Any profit is a little bit, Director You, I have been working in this
restaurant for a long time."
In the narrow cubicle, with nowhere to look, You Shulang was silent for a moment
before slowly raising his downcast eyes. "What does this have to do with me? As
long as you don't get into trouble again and don't disturb my life, what kind of
work you do, whether it's hard or fun, how much you earn, it has nothing to do with
me."
You Shulang pushed the man away: "Fan Xiao, please continue to abide by your
promise and get out of the way now."
After returning to the restaurant and sitting down, You Shulang was naturally
teased. Dabolang glanced at the time and clicked his tongue twice, "It really looks
good but is useless. It's only been a dozen minutes."
You Shulang drained the red wine from his glass and wiped the corner of his mouth
with his napkin. "That's why you should cherish Zhang Shicheng even more."
"Hey, what does it have to do with me?" Zhang Shicheng was speechless. "You said
I'm not good-looking? Youzi, you have a really mean mouth."
After some laughter and banter, they left the banquet. You Shulang and Fan Xiao
passed each other, one ignoring the other, the other looking back, without saying
goodbye.
After being urged by others, Fan Xiao retracted his gaze and continued to serve,
but somehow he offended the male guest at the table. A hundred-yuan bill fluttered
to the ground, and the male guest humiliated him: "Tip."
His back slowly stiffened, his eyelids drooped, and the smile on Fan Xiao's face
deepened.
The tip of her shoe kicked the bills around. The man at the table raised his eyes,
his expression full of disdain: "You're not going to pick it up? You're so noble,
yet you still work as a waiter?"
The contemptuous voice was so light that it traveled far away, even causing You
Shulang, who was walking towards the door, to stop.
He turned around and saw Fan Xiao with his back to him, his back straight like a
sword.
The banknote lay quietly at Fan Xiao's feet, less than the price of a box of rouge.
The man with his arm resting on the back of the chair urged again, obviously a
little annoyed.
The sharp blade in You Shulang's eyes slowly bent, and the tall man lowered his
body...
"Youzi, the elevator is here."
You Shulang stood still for a moment, retracted his gaze, turned around and walked
towards the elevator.
Fan Xiao, who picked up the tip, was very attentive. The red wine slowly slid into
the glass, one glass was handed to the male guest, and the other glass was handed
to the charming woman.
"Sir, would you like me to store your scarf for you?" Fan Xiao provided attentive
service.
The male guest enjoyed the lower class's submission to power and offered the men's
scarf around his neck.
He opened the exclusive wardrobe and found the scarf thrown casually. Fan Xiao
reached into the man's suit with his long fingers and found the business card.
Enter your name and company, and a large amount of information will be retrieved
from your phone.
After searching for a while, he saw a photo of a couple. Fan Xiao sighed and his
smile became even gentler.
Dinner was only halfway through when the gentleman's wife overturned the table.
Amidst the fighting and noise, Fan Xiao was in the corner, giving his own palm a
deep kiss.
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The high-performance sports car was driving smoothly on the road, and You Shulang
answered the video request while sitting in the passenger seat.
Huang Qimin is old and has been lacking energy recently. He rarely appears in the
laboratory, and all work communication relies on telephone conferences. He is also
a casual person and will answer the phone whenever he is asked, regardless of time.
Fortunately, he is pragmatic and never procrastinates.
In just a few minutes, the multi-person conference call ended. Tian Xiaotian,
holding a bowl of noodles, smiled across the screen, "Brother You, turn the camera
to the left. I want to see who's driving. If he's not handsome and not worthy of
our Brother You, I'll make a scene."
Upon hearing this, the other people in the conference room moved closer to the
screen and became big-headed dolls. Even Huang Qimin sat back down with his teacup
in hand and put on his reading glasses.
Even at the death angle, You Shulang looked handsome on the screen. He calmly
extinguished everyone's gossip: "Xiaotian, remember to wipe your mouth after eating
noodles. Also, I wish you all a happy weekend."
After leaving the meeting room, You Shulang put away his phone and said to the
people around him, "Sorry, my colleague was just joking."
"It's okay." A young, icy face turned towards me. "I'd be very happy if Minister
You could turn the camera to me."
"I have left Hengtong. Mr. Qin, please don't call me Minister You." You Shulang is
good at making a big deal out of nothing, and he picked up an unimportant topic to
continue.
Qin Zhiyang understood and immediately changed the address: "Then Shulang, don't
call me Mr. Qin anymore. Call me Zhiyang."
You Shulang looked out the window and corrected him, "Just call me Brother You,
Xiao Qin."
It was a long time after he finished speaking that Qin Zhiyang, who had been
looking straight ahead, responded lightly with "Okay".
Arriving at the restaurant and parking the car, Qin Zhiyang answered a phone call
and gestured for You Shulang to open the trunk for him.
Flicking the switch, the trunk lid slowly opened, and a ball of burning flame
leaped out. The entire trunk space was filled with fiery red roses, dotted with
colorful lights, and was extremely beautiful.
"Happy birthday!" Qin Zhiyang came over. "I've been asking you out for three days,
and I was really worried I wouldn't be able to get you today."
You Shulang rarely felt helpless, but now he had experienced this firsthand. The
way a child chased someone was speechless. Although Qin Zhiyang had a face that
said "keep away from strangers," he was even more aggressive than Lu Zhen back
then.
He let out a soft click and pressed the button again, shutting the car full of
roses back into darkness.
"dislike?"
"Today is not my birthday, the date on my ID card is a mess, and the flowers are
beautiful, but they don't suit me."
After all, he was still in his twenties, and even with a cold face, he could see
Qin Zhiyang's embarrassment at the moment.
"So when is your birthday? I'll help you celebrate again."
He had wanted to find an opportunity to talk it out with Qin Zhiyang, but seeing
that he was stubborn at this time, You Shulang was straightforward.
"Mr. Qin, oh, Qin, I understand your feelings, but we are not suitable. Thank you
for helping me a lot before. But gratitude is gratitude, and feelings are feelings.
They cannot be confused. If you feel that we can still be friends, then we can
continue to contact each other as friends. If you feel that we can't do that, it's
okay to break up."
Seeing Qin Zhiyang stunned, You Shulang patted his shoulder and said, "There's no
rush for this. Think about it slowly. Even if you don't celebrate your birthday,
you can still eat, right? I'm hungry."
Just as I turned around, I heard Qin Zhiyang's voice behind me: "Take your time to
think about it. I'll answer you now. We won't be ordinary friends. I will pursue
you until the day you fall in love with me."
You Shulang stopped and resisted the urge to hold his forehead. He took out a
cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, turned around and walked back.
When she was very close to Qin Zhiyang, she leaned over and whispered in his ear,
"I'm not some spiritual Plato. Pure little things like you should stay away from
me."
After saying that, You Shulang withdrew his body, turned around, and walked towards
the entrance of the parking lot.
"You Shulang!" Qin Zhiyang, whose face was as red as a shrimp, remained
expressionless. "Okay, I'll go to bed with you."
Damn! You Shulang didn't know what sins he had committed in his previous life. Why
was his life always so restless?
He didn't turn around, but just raised his hand and said lazily: "I'm not
interested in you."
You Shulang was in a bad mood, so he bought a cup of coffee and sat in the central
square to relax.
The bustling area is crowded with people. The late summer wind has brought a chill.
Occasionally, a fallen leaf will be blown in and land on the hard stone slabs, but
it will not turn into spring mud, which adds to the regret.
The coffee cooled down quickly and felt cold in his stomach. You Shulang had no
habit of wasting it and took small sips.
The entire curtain wall of the light luxury furniture store opposite is decorated
with gold. The setting sun shines on it, making people's eyes hurt.
Just as You Shulang was about to look away, he saw a familiar beautiful figure
walking out of the door, followed respectfully by a man. Her back was slightly
hunched, and her face was full of wrinkles as she smiled.
With his eyebrows furrowed and a moment of hesitation, You Shulang called out, "Mr.
Shi."
The glamorous woman was very surprised. Seeing You Shulang approaching, she put her
arm around him and said, "What a coincidence, meeting you here." She glanced at him
and asked with a smile, "Are you alone? Where's that difficult friend of yours?"
You Shulang, holding a coffee cup, felt a little helpless: "It's been so long since
the almanac was published, and Mr. Shi is still looking at it?"
"Who is this?" You Shulang immediately turned the topic to the man accompanying
him, and gave him a friendly look.
"Ah, the owner of the furniture store, last name...?"
"Qi, Qi Tiansheng." The man quickly handed his business card to You Shulang.
You Shulang glanced at the business card in his hand, said "hmm" vaguely, and
handed the coffee cup in his hand to the man very naturally.
"Boss Qi, please help me get it. I'll keep your business card."
As a friend of the well-known "Mrs. Shi" in the business world, she must be of
great importance. Qi Tiansheng respectfully took the coffee cup and held it with
both hands.
Although it was called Huicun, the business card was just casually put into the
pocket. You Shulang took out his wallet, pulled out a hundred-dollar bill, and then
took the coffee cup with a smile.
"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Qi." Then he handed over the money, "Your tip."
"What?" Qi Tiansheng was stunned.
"Too little?" You Shulang went back to his wallet.
"No." Qi Tiansheng glanced at the woman who was watching with interest, and said
with a smile, "It's just a small favor, why talk about a tip?"
"Even though you're the boss, you're in the service industry, just like a waiter.
You still have to tip, right, Mr. Shi?"
The woman raised her eyebrows, then nodded: "That's right."
Qi Tiansheng's face was a little distorted, but when he thought of the big order
the woman had just placed, he could only suppress his anger and gritted his teeth
to take the money from You Shulang's hand.
"Thank you..."
Before he could finish his words, the man holding the coffee cup spread his fingers
apart, and the banknote floated to the ground.
The malicious intent was obvious, and anyone could see it. You Shulang even kicked
the banknote and said insincerely, "Sorry, I didn't catch it."
The car had driven a long way away, and the woman was still laughing.
"I didn't expect him to actually pick it up. He's so shameless just for a single
business deal. You really pushed him hard."
"I'm just riding on Mr. Shi's influence." The iced coffee was churning in his
stomach. You Shulang wrapped his hands around it and said gratefully, "When Mr. Shi
has time, please allow me to express my gratitude."
The woman smiled and nodded, then asked, "Do you have a grudge against that Qi?"
With a flicker in his eyes, You Shulang replied, "I guess so."
He rubbed his stomach twice and pointed forward: "My home is in that community,
just park in front of Mr. Shi."
The car slowly stopped, and the headlights illuminated a bright area in the already
dark sky.
The woman let out a long "Yo" and said with a smile, "Is that your old almanac? Is
it waiting for you?"
Upon hearing this, You Shulang looked towards the entrance of the community and saw
Fan Xiao, dressed in work clothes and with an unrestrained and uninhibited
temperament, leaning on his old motorcycle with a frown and a serious look, as if
he was confronting someone.
The person standing opposite him was Qin Zhiyang, the one You Shulang had just met
today, who had easily given up spiritual Plato.
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"Who is that young man? This year's new calendar?" the woman asked eagerly. "Do you
need me to cover for you?"
You Shulang opened the car door and got out, saying helplessly, "Mr. Shi, please
forgive me."
The woman's car attracted attention, and the shining headlights attracted the two
people confronting each other to look over subconsciously.
The empty gaze was retracted and then quickly returned. After getting out of the
car, You Shulang caught their gaze like a magnet.
Qin Zhiyang straightened his back, with an expressionless face, scratched his
trousers with his fingers, and was the first to call out "Brother You".
Fan Xiao was still in the same posture, leaning lazily against the motorcycle, his
eyes passing from You Shulang to the woman driving the car.
His inquiring gaze changed, and he gave a smile, nodding to the woman as if they
were old acquaintances meeting.
The woman smiled back, but she stopped You Shulang as he was circling the car.
Holding the steering wheel, she leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice, "If
you have to choose, choose the new calendar. That old almanac, while beautiful, is
definitely not a good choice."
You Shulang leaned down to hold the car window and helped the woman fasten her seat
belt.
"Mr. Shi has a good eye, but I don't want anything new or old."
The woman shrugged, glanced at Fan Xiao with a gloating look, then started the car
and glided out.
You Shulang nudged his stomach with his knuckles, took a deep breath, and turned to
face the two men.
"Something wrong?" he asked lightly.
Qin Zhiyang rushed to take the lead before Fan Xiao: "Brother You, I'm here to
apologize to you."
You Shulang nodded, not asking what he was apologizing for, and casually agreed, "I
understand." He raised his chin in the direction of Fan Xiao, "What about you?"
Fan Xiao then changed from leaning to standing, blocking the cake box hanging on
the handlebars with his body.
"It's okay, I'm just passing by." His eyes traced You Shulang's face, and he
frowned suddenly. "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Since you're fine, don't block the way." Without answering Fan Xiao's question,
You Shulang walked sideways between the two people without touching anyone's
clothes, and walked towards the depths of the community.
Fan Xiao glanced at the thin figure walking away, his eyes filled with worry. As he
pondered, he heard Qin Zhiyang's gentle sarcasm: "Aren't you here to deliver the
cake? You didn't dare to say a word after meeting me. You don't seem very good."
Fan Xiao had never shown mercy to his love rivals, let alone when they provoked him
right in front of him. He brushed off the dust from riding his bike and replied
incoherently, "Boy, I'm angry. Behave yourself and you'll get scolded less."
And he was murderous and heartbreaking: "I am not that good, but I have been with
him day and night, so at least I understand him better than you."
Qin Zhiyang's face became even colder. The word "bastard" touched his sore spot. He
was not a good person and knew that the knife should be stabbed into the softest
place.
"You do understand Brother You better, so you know how to hurt him the most, don't
you?" Qin Zhiyang said with a superior attitude, like a judge determining the crime
and sentencing. "People's wounds will always heal, but the pain they once caused
will always be fresh in our memory. Brother You will feel pain every time he sees
you."
He mechanically and firmly gave his judgment: "So, Fan Xiao, you will never have
the chance to get back together with him again."
With a buzz cut and cold eyes, Fan Xiao now looked even more fierce than before.
His expression changed several times, but he finally smiled, as if to fool a child:
"You are right. Please go back now. Those boys have been circling your sports car
for several times. Don't be naughty and carve something on it. It will look ugly."
Qin Zhiyang felt like he had been hit hard in the chest, and some bad memories were
brought back.
He suppressed his anger and remained calm: "Brother You is my first love, I will
never give up."
It was like being pestered by a bared puppy, making Fan Xiao a little annoyed. He
wanted to smoke, but couldn't bear to. He could only take out a cigarette and rub
it slowly between his fingers. He spoke with ill intentions: "Boy, there is one
thing I should correct you about. First love, at least, must be mutual. If you are
too passionate, it can only be called unrequited love."
He smacked his lips and said, "Xianglian must be in unrequited love, otherwise she
wouldn't have stayed in the cold kiln for eighteen years."
Qin Zhiyang's face turned pale. He had been known as a mature young man since he
was young, but now he started to speak without thinking.
"I'm younger than you, richer than you, and more handsome than you. Even if I'm
unrequited, there's always a way out. Unlike you, your path has been blocked by
yourself!"
Qin Zhiyang said such childish words in a very balanced way, and Fan Xiao was
somewhat impressed by him.
He was dressed in work clothes, looking unrestrained and casual. He raised his hand
and beckoned a few children nearby: "Come here, judge for yourself, who's more
handsome between us?"
Fan Xiao smiled very gently and patted the motorcycle body quietly with his hand,
the meaning was self-evident.
Choose me and take you for a ride.
The children's eyes sparkled, and just as they were about to answer, they saw
another man patting his sports car.
With a press of the remote control in his hand, the canopy of the sports car slowly
folded up, looking very cool.
"You're handsome! You're the most handsome!"
Qin Zhiyang was pointed at by the children. He glanced at Fan Xiao and slowly
raised the corner of his lips.
"Fuck!" Fan Xiao held the cigarette between his lips and scolded the children,
"Superficial."
The sports car was full of children, and Qin Zhiyang's face, which looked like
"don't get close to me", also showed a bit of complacency. He started the car and
turned the steering wheel, but was stopped by someone.
Fan Xiao propped up the windshield, held onto the car door, and said solemnly, "If
you want to protect You Shulang, you should stay away from him."
"Why?"
"Because you're a little lunatic, we're the same kind of people, and I won't allow
anyone to hurt him again."
“…”
Tiantian was picked up from the neighbor's house. The child read, took a bath, and
went to bed on time. You Shulang received a sweet goodnight kiss.
He closed the bedroom door and tightened the pressure on his stomach. This was a
problem You Shulang had been having recently. With his intense academic schedule,
heavy project workload, and the responsibility of taking care of Tiantian, he often
missed meals and mixed up hot and cold foods. This was when his stomach problems
came knocking, and they kept coming back. It was a constant, exhausting experience.
I had just finished taking the stomach medicine at home, and I wanted to bear it,
as it had happened often before. But this time it was severe, with cramps in my
stomach and sweating all over.
After putting on his coat and picking up his keys, You Shulang planned to go
downstairs to buy medicine. Before leaving, he took another look at the bedroom,
still worried about Tiantian being home alone.
Go quickly and come back soon. You Shulang made his plan, quickly closed the door
and walked downstairs.
The streetlights in the old neighborhood were sparse and dim, and the lighting
coverage was very narrow. Normally, it would be difficult to walk at night, but
now, stepping on the red brick road, there was no need to worry about anything
else.
After a few steps, he heard sporadic noises not far away. They weren't loud, but at
night, they were unsettling. Old neighborhoods lacked security, so there were
always those who took advantage of the situation. You Shulang clutched his stomach
with one hand and plucked a red brick from the road with the other, holding it
tightly.
The bench in front of the building wasn't within the streetlight's range, so the
noise came from there. A vague figure walked from outside the light into the
inside, its outline gradually becoming clearer.
Before You Shulang could call out his name, the other party spoke first: "Shulang,
is it really you?"
"Fan Xiao?"
Holding the red brick, You Shulang's eyes were cold. "Why are you here?" He glanced
along the building towards his room. "Are you spying on me?"
"No." Fan Xiao explained hurriedly, "Just now in front of the community gate, I saw
that you looked not good, with obvious blue-gray under your eyes. I thought you
might be feeling unwell. So that's how you are. If you're sick, you can tell from
this."
He pointed under You Shulang's eyelids, keeping his fingertips far away, fearing
that he would be disliked.
"I'm a little worried, so I want to stay here for a while."
It was late summer, and Fan Xiao had already put on long-sleeved clothes. The night
was cold, and he was afraid of the cold, so his ears were already red from the
cold.
"Always guarding?"
"I always wait until you turn off the lights."
"All of them?"
Fan Xiao hesitated for a moment and changed the subject: "Where are you going in
the middle of the night?"
You Shulang turned and walked out of the community: "I'm fine, you can go back."
"Are you really not feeling unwell somewhere?" Fan Xiao chased after him, grabbed
You Shulang's shoulders, and without giving him any time to explain, he raised his
hand and touched his forehead.
"No fever." He breathed a sigh of relief, then saw You Shulang covering his abdomen
with one hand: "Does it hurt your stomach or your stomach?"
"None of your business." You Shulang pushed him away. As his body was torn apart,
the cramps came again. You Shulang was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten
his back, and his forehead was wet.
Fan Xiao hugged him tightly, breaking out in a cold sweat. "What's wrong? Is it
your stomach? Is it hurting?"
You Shulang was unable to deal with him and hummed impatiently.
"I'll take you to the hospital." Fan Xiao picked up Princess You Shulang.
Even at night, when no one was around, You Shulang felt a surge of shame and
indignation. When they were together, they'd often tucked in and out of bed. Fan
Xiao seemed to have this habit, a silly way of showing off his prowess. Though
uncomfortable, You Shulang was willing to indulge him, only complaining inwardly as
he tossed her around.
But he could hold her in his arms before, but now he couldn't. You Shulang
struggled, but his stomach ached and he became weaker and breathless.
"I don't need to go to the hospital. I can just buy a box of medicine and I'll be
fine after taking it." He had no choice but to compromise and give a solution.
Fan Xiao pushed him up, held his arms tighter, and walked faster, without saying a
word and refusing to accept any suggestions.
"Fan Xiao, Tiantian is still at home, I'm worried."
The rapid pace slowed down and Fan Xiao looked at the person in his arms.
"Just take some medicine and it will be fine. It's always like this."
"Every time? Do you often have stomachaches? It wasn't fine before?"
Just as You Shulang had grasped Fan Xiao's weakness, his own words now revealed a
flaw. He broke free from Fan Xiao's embrace, landing on his feet. He tried his best
to straighten his back, not to appear too weak or disheveled. Ignoring Fan Xiao's
question, he simply said, "I'll just go out and buy some medicine."
"I'll take you home now, and then I'll go buy medicine." Fan Xiao made the decision
without any room for argument...
The water had just boiled when there was a knock on the door.
You Shulang subconsciously glanced at his watch. Six minutes was not enough to walk
from the community to the pharmacy.
When he opened the door, he saw Fan Xiao with his hands on his knees, gasping for
breath. He was speechless for a moment and just handed over the medicine.
You Shulang stretched out his fingertips and hooked the medicine bag. He slowly
retracted his arm and finally let it hang at his side. He said "thank you" and
closed the door at the same time.
The door was about to close when it was suddenly stopped by a large hand. Fan
Xiao's breath was unstable and his words were intermittent: "I'll make you some
porridge... and then I'll leave."
"No need." You Shulang refused decisively from the door panel.
He tried to close the door again, but still couldn't resist. You Shulang simply
opened the door and looked at Fan Xiao coldly.
Inside and outside the door, they stared at each other silently. Under You
Shulang's deep, indifferent, and obscure gaze, Fan Xiao slowly stopped breathing
and stood up straight.
He knew best when to provoke You Shulang and when not to provoke him. Now it was
the latter. If he took even a step into the room, his retreat would be difficult.
Lifting his heavy legs, Fan Xiao took a step forward, stepped past You Shulang,
walked into the room, and said softly, "I'll make you some porridge. I'll leave
once it's done."
After making medicine for You Shulang and watching him drink it, Fan Xiao locked
himself in the kitchen, like a trustworthy gentleman, fulfilling his promise.
The sound of the range hood working, the clinking of cups and plates, slowly mixed
with the aroma of rice, filled the entire room, creating a false sense of warmth at
this midnight.
Sick people are fragile, and You Shulang's mind was filled with all sorts of
thoughts. He used to lean against the door and watch Fan Xiao cook. The mouth-
watering delicacy was three-tenths in the pot, and seven-tenths in the man himself.
The wild desires of the mundane world were the most potent in stirring the senses,
and the two of them often ended up in bed before even eating.
Shaking his head, You Shulang pushed aside the chaotic images. This push brought
back some rationality. He thought, You Shulang, you actually let the wolf into the
house again.
During this period, Fan Xiao also walked out of the kitchen once, when the clock
hands coincided at 12 o'clock.
The sound of turning off the lights came at the same time as darkness. The kitchen
door was gently pushed open, and the dancing candlelight illuminated Fan Xiao's
extremely gentle face.
A ball of fire was carefully protected and brought to You Shulang, reflecting into
his pupils.
"Happy birthday." Fan Xiao's voice spread in the air, with a hint of sweetness and
stickiness. "Your stomach is uncomfortable today, so you can't eat cake. Just blow
out the candles and make a wish."
A thin candle was inserted into Tiantian's egg yolk pie. The seemingly weak flame
surged with huge heat, making people feel hot for no reason.
You Shulang leaned back on the sofa, away from the flames.
"Make a wish?" His gaze shifted from the candlelight to Fan Xiao's face. "Guess
what I would wish for?"
The eagerness faded little by little, and the corners of Fan Xiao's lips, which had
been raised, slowly flattened and drooped. You Shulang took it all in, snorted
softly, stood up, walked to the wall, and flicked on the light.
The lights were so bright that a candle flame was no longer worth mentioning.
"I don't know when I was born and I never celebrate my birthday."
"But we clearly agreed that every year on this day..."
The pain fueled his temper, and You Shulang felt a bit restless. He sat on the
sofa, crossed his legs, and his pale face was cold. "Promise? Does it count? You've
always said you'd be good and obedient, but what about the reality?"
He spread his palms and pressed his temples with his thumb and ring finger. He lost
his patience and said, "Is the porridge ready? If it's ready, get out of here!"
Fan Xiao stood under the incandescent light, holding a candle. He was silent for a
long time and then said, "Then I'll make a wish for you."
He closed his eyes and whispered a wish: "May Director You and Tiantian always be
healthy and happy."
With a loud bang, You Shulang threw the half-empty plastic water bottle against the
wall in a rage!
Huh, Fan Xiao gently blew out the candle...
After taking the medicine and drinking half a bowl of porridge, You Shulang's
complexion looked better.
Fan Xiao insisted on clearing the dishes. After You Shulang vented his anger, he
remained silent, as if there was no such person in the room.
After drying his hands and walking out of the kitchen, Fan Xiao saw You Shulang
already sleeping on the sofa.
After finding a quilt and dimming the lights, Fan Xiao sat on the floor in front of
the sofa and quietly stared at You Shulang's sleeping face.
He sat there for a long time, and finally at a certain moment when he could no
longer hold on to his rationality, he slowly leaned over and moved closer to the
person sleeping on the sofa.
A little closer, I could smell the scent of wild roses; a little closer, I greedily
inhaled the warm breath.
The warmth that broke through the skin, the distance between Fan Xiao and You
Shulang was only the thickness of a piece of paper.
Their breaths had already intertwined, and the person he was thinking about was
right in front of him, but Fan Xiao stopped at the distance of a piece of paper.
"Director You is testing me, right?" he suddenly said, "What will happen if I kiss
you?"
"He will die." You Shulang replied without opening his eyes.
Fan Xiao raised the corners of his lips, his eyes full of tenderness under the dim
light: "I'm leaving now, you have a good rest. If you need me, I'll be there at
your service."
Fan Xiao's lips touched You Shulang's hair that was hanging in the air, which was
considered a kiss.