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"Shang Yang, what happened last night?" I put down my chopsticks and was no longer in the mood to eat.
"Last night, after Yun took you away, I happened to be standing next to Yiwa. She looked very down, and she kept pulling me over for a drink." Shang Yang paused here, then added, "And then the two of us had a drink. Xu Tianyi and the others were going to the bar, and Xia Yiwa said no, so I stayed with her, and we drank and talked a lot."
"Talking about me, right?" I asked subconsciously. From what Xia Yiwa had said before, I could already hear her voice.
"Well," Shang Yang nodded frankly, "She told me about when you were young, she said she cared a lot about you, and she said you were very similar. What she likes must be what you like, and what you like she will like. She didn't say it out loud, but I knew she meant Yun. "Shubei, you tell me frankly that you like Yun, right?"
"No, not …" "It's not what you think."
"Shubei, I don't think you're as straightforward as Yiwa. "If you like her, then you like her. There's no need to hide it. I've known you for so long, I can tell." Shang Yang said straightforwardly.
"Do you think it's possible for me to be with him? We are not from the same world at all. " I shook my head and said helplessly, "Stop speculating and tell me about yourself first. Yiwa has never been in a relationship before, so it's very possible that you're the first person she's ever been in contact with from the opposite sex. Do you understand what I mean? "
My words made Shang Yang, who was already relaxed, tense up. He looked at me in surprise: "Is what you said true? No wonder last night … I woke up in the morning and I thought she was having a period. "
"How can this be? Didn't she grow up abroad? How can you not have been in love? " Shang Yang looked at me in disbelief. He scratched his head and was so excited that he started to walk back and forth in the room.
"Her aunt was very strict with her and forbade her to socialize with men. After all, she relies on her aunt for everything, so she listens to her aunt. " I said, "So that's why she's so secretive. I hope you understand her."
"But last night, her behavior didn't seem like she …" Shang Yang regretted it for a while and said dejectedly, "Actually, I still have the basic self-control, because last night she drank too much and kept holding onto me, and then when we met in the elevator, she seemed to get stimulated and kept kissing me. From KTV all the way to home, I forgot how I got home. "Sigh!"
Saying this, Shang Yang let out a heavy sigh: "I don't want to do this, now …" "What should we do?"
"You mean, Sheng Yun's behavior towards me last night agitated her?" I couldn't help but ask, feeling an indescribable sense of guilt.
"She didn't say it out loud, but she clearly cared about it. I think she secretly likes Yun, but because of your relationship with Yun, she always took it to heart, "Shang Yang said, looking at me sadly and said," Actually, do you know why we drank so much last night? "Because my mood is the same as hers. From the first time I saw you, I was happy …"
Shang Yang's gaze suddenly became passionate and my heart thumped. At that moment, the door was pushed open and Sheng Yun walked in with Xia Yiwa in his arms.
"I'm fine now. I've made you all worry." A trace of a smile hung on Xia Yiwa's face, but she regained her composure.
But when I saw her trying to force a smile, my heart hurt. I walked over and took her hand. I didn't know what to say, so I just said, "I'm sorry, Yiwa."
"Shubei, it's not your fault at all, I drank too much myself. I'm too greedy." Xia Yiwa held my hand so tightly that the yellow light shone through the door and her fingers, which were so green, were entwined with mine. She held it so tightly.
For a moment I knew how much she didn't want to lose our friendship. She was so patient with her feelings for me, but I... Guilt welled up in my heart, and when I looked up again, my gaze on Sheng Yun cooled down.
"Sheng Yun, I want to talk to you." I looked at Sheng Yun and said.
My gaze seemed to make him realize something in an instant. I walked out the door, and he immediately followed me.
"What do you want to say?" he asked coldly behind me.
"In the future, other than work, we will... Keep your distance, okay? " I looked up at him, his hair gleaming in the setting sun, and he frowned at me for a long time without speaking.
My heart was in my throat.
"No." After a long silence, he gave me a resolute answer.
"I don't want to hurt Yiwa anymore. She likes you!" Do you understand? " I looked at him.
Sheng Yun's body trembled slightly.
"She was good to you and to me. "Since we have no true feelings between us, why do those unnecessary things to hurt her?" I continued, "If it wasn't for you being kind and compassionate to me in front of everyone last night, she wouldn't have been provoked, and she wouldn't have been in such an awkward situation with Shang Yang!"
"You think there's no need between us?" He looked at me, his eyes a little colder. "You really think so?"
My heart felt as if it was being torn apart. It burned painfully.
His eyes were so serious, his emotions so close to bursting, I knew that whether I gave him an affirmative or a negative answer, the effect would be beyond my estimation.
"Yes." I hesitated for a few seconds, then replied with certainty.
At that moment, there was a burning pain in his eyes, but it was only for a split-second. He immediately calmed down and let out a cold snort. "En, I think so too."
It was only at this moment that I had to force myself to admit that no matter how much I tried to force myself on him, I still had feelings for him.
"Then let's keep our distance, don't you think?" I asked, trying not to feel the pain.
"Look at my mood," he said, his face returning to its unfathomable depth. He looked at me with a touch of evil in his eyes, and his thoughts became unfathomable. "It's just that I won't be in front of Yiwa anymore, and I'll give her the best thing in the world to make up for it."
"If you don't like her, then don't harm her. Women can easily be moved by a man's kindness!" I heard him say this and hurried to say.
"I will do my best to pamper her, and you …" He leaned close to my ear and said flirtatiously, "Remember, Xu Shubei, I can't possibly fall in love with you, but your body … I'm going to do it. "
"Why are you doing this?" "Do you understand what you're doing? Yiwa and I have been friends for many years! Is that good for you? "
As if the more angry I got, the more he felt like he meant it. He raised his eyebrows, pinched my chin, and said, "This is the result of you being stubborn."
"Sheng Yun!" I was really angry, but there was nothing I could do about the man in front of me.
He could easily crush me with his wealth, contacts, and background. Even if I was angry, it would just be a joke in his eyes.
"What exactly are you to Yiwa?" If you do, please stay away from me. " I asked, fighting back my emotions.
"Why should I tell you?" His cold eyes swept over me and ignored me. He turned around and entered the villa.
The setting sun was like a huge disk that slowly fell below the horizon. As the sky gradually darkened, I stood there feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
So it turns out that he is the ruler. He can do whatever he wants, no matter how hard I try to break free. As long as he doesn't let go, he will have the right to own me.
"Shubei, it's dark. I'll send you back." After a long while, Shang Yang put on his clothes and came out of the villa. He found me squatting alone on the flower bed and told me.
"What about them?" I asked.
"Yun took her next door." Shang Yang said to me, and I noticed that blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"You guys fought again?" he asked when he saw him like this.
"No, he gave me a punch. I didn't fight back." Shang Yang lightly touched the wound and grimaced.
"I always thought that he was the kind of man who would not make a move. Who would have thought …" A sliver of disappointment passed through my heart. I realized that I had known Sheng Yun for so long, but didn't understand him at all.
"He won't do it? "Heh!" Shang Yang actually scoffed at my words, "That's him from ten years ago."
"Ten years ago?" Shang Yang's words seemed to hide a very long story.
"Yes, the Yun ten years ago was like a completely different person compared to the him now." Shang Yang looked at the distant ink-stained sky and sighed, "But that is all in the past."
"Tell me about it." I was suddenly interested.
Ten years ago, when he was about sixteen or seventeen, when he was in his teens. At that time, I was still in the orphanage, helping Xia's mother take care of her younger brother and sister, working every day to earn a living.
"Do you know why we call him Yun and not his full name?" Shang Yang patted my shoulder and said, "It's a long story."