They arrived home. Ya’er paid the fare, and Feng opened the door.
Everything remained unchanged, except the joyful atmosphere had completely disappeared. Silence seemed to be the only way to avoid conflict.
“Good night.” She didn’t look at him, heading straight upstairs.
Ye Feng, if you can’t smile, what’s the point of bringing you back to Dongjing with me? He walked to the bar and took a bottle of whiskey from the shelf.
Ye Feng didn’t hear him go upstairs. Feng Jianya, don’t torment me anymore! She put on her nightgown and quietly went downstairs.
“Stop drinking.” She found him in the bar, half the bottle of whiskey already gone.
“Ye Feng!” He grabbed her hand, his eyes filled with hot tears. “I’m in so much pain. I just want to give you happiness, just that simple.”
She didn’t move, letting him hold her hand. Feng Jianya, what does happiness mean? To refuse you, I’m unwilling; to not refuse you, are we to spend our lives like this?
His lips touched her hand, her pulse racing. “Just say you’re willing to be with me, and I’ll retire from the entertainment industry, and we can go somewhere where no one knows us.” “Forget it.” She was heartbroken. Resistance was futile, whether against man or God. Let fate decide! “No point in thinking about it, is there?” “You—” He stood up in shock. “You’re not hesitating anymore?”
She was enveloped in his embrace. Yes, there was nothing to hesitate about anymore.
Tian Zhong Meijiang and Bing Shi Qingjian met at a coffee shop. “Big Brother, something to tell me?” Qingjian pulled out a chair for her. “Sorry, I had a car breakdown on the way.” Meijiang ordered a coffee. “Qingjian, I’ll get straight to the point. What do you think of Tian Zhong?”
Bing Shi Qingjian was quite sharp. Thinking of Wen Shan and his ambiguous feelings, he couldn’t help but speculate on her intentions in asking this. “Tian Zhong, he’s a good man.” He took out a cigarette, “He’s a fortunate man.” “That’s all?” Meijiang stared intently at him. “That’s it.” Qingjian lit the cigarette. “He has a family, fame, and wealth. What more could a man want? What else can I do but admire him?”
She carefully observed the young man in front of her. A lovable face, like a child not yet rid of childish innocence; his long hair, cut with a personal style, reached his shoulders. The most ruthless expression was his lack of any emotion, even his eyes, which could reveal inner secrets, showed no feeling.
She made her decision. “But Wen Shan feels differently about you. Bing Shi Qingjian, in his heart, you’re more than just Lingzi and me.” “That’s impossible!” He denied it without hesitation. “Wen Shan and I are just friends.”
She feigned a forced smile. “Bing Shi Qingjian, whether it’s true or not doesn’t matter. For the happiness of Lingzi and me, for my family, please don’t come to our house anymore, I beg you!” Was this a guest order? Qingjian still showed no emotion. “I understand. Rest assured, I won’t come to your house again.” He stood up, “I’ll take my leave first.” “I should go too.” Tian Zhong Meijiang left the coffee shop with him. “Qingjian, thank you.” She bowed deeply.
The happiness I shouldn’t have. After turning away, Bing Shi Qingjian’s face showed sadness for the first time. Wen Shan, why was I drawn to you? There are so many people in the world, but only by your side do I feel at peace. Yet, you have a happy life, and fate won’t be forgiving.
Let it go; as long as you hold onto your happiness, that’s enough. Silently wishing you well, I can also find happiness, can’t I?
Bing Shi Qingjian boarded a motorcycle. Tian Zhong Wen Shan, let’s say goodbye before we even start!
April 15 was the 21st birthday of Feng Jian Ya Ye. The gifts and birthday cards from fans kept the staff at Xinjing busy. It seems Feng Jian Ya Ye’s popularity has not decreased at all due to his public relationship. Ya Ye also declined the company’s proposal to organize a birthday party. After five years, finally able to spend his birthday with Fang Feng, he couldn’t waste it on unrelated people.
He waited at home for Feng Feng to return. She said she was going shopping at the supermarket, but it had been so long! He anxiously checked the time.
A car stopped at the front door. Feng Feng pushed open the car door, “Thank you, Doctor Ying. Actually, you didn’t need to bother driving me.”
“It’s no trouble at all,” he laughed, “and I wanted to hear you say you’re happy.”
“I am happy.” She got out of the car carrying plastic bags, watching him drive away.
Feng Feng opened the door, taking off her shoes while saying, “I’m back. Ya Ye, are you here?”
Ya Ye stood by the window, able to see everything outside clearly, but not visible from the outside. He turned around with a trace of cold mockery on his lips. “Who sent you back?”
“It was Doctor Ying. The doctor who saved you.” She carried the plastic bags to the kitchen. With nothing much to do at home, her culinary skills had improved a lot.
“Who cares if he saved me!” He followed her closely. “Have you been with him for these two hours?”
“Could you please not follow me so closely? I can hardly move,” she shot him an annoyed glance. “So what if I was, it’s my freedom.”
He suddenly grabbed her into his arms. “Ye Feng Feng, you are not allowed to have any other man but me!”
“It hurts, Ya Ye!” Squeezed tightly, she couldn’t help but cry out. He was domineering, like a tailor-made husband.
“Say you love me, need me, and will never leave me!” Ya Ye’s eyes were fervent, his voice full of passion, making Feng Feng forget the pain.
“Ya Ye, don’t do this! I won’t have anyone else, unless one day fate decides to separate us.” She leaned her head against his chest. The secure and strong arms, the steady heartbeat, she was already lost in his fiery emotions.
If they weren’t siblings, this emotion might not have been so true and intense, nor would it have been so painful as if their hearts would be torn apart. Life would have been much simpler then.
“On your birthday, April 15th, I never connected the two of you,” she lit a candle for him. “But I never follow entertainment news, so it’s understandable.”
“You are a very innocent person. It’s not easy for you to imagine Ye Wu Feng turning into Feng Jian Ya Ye,” he said.
“You make me sound like an idiot. My education is better than yours,” she urged him to make a wish quickly.
Feng Jian Ya Ye pondered for half a day before blowing out all the candles in one breath.
“What did you wish for?” she asked curiously.
“First, I hope we can always be together; second, let me do as I please today.” He embraced her slender waist. “Ye Feng Feng, you can’t refuse.”
“You naughty housemate!” She made a face.
He hugged her tightly, “Feng Feng, I think in our past life, we must have been lovers, and you definitely abandoned me.”
“Here we go again with the nonsense!” She looked up into his shining eyes, like the brightest stars in the sky. She felt it, the love in her heart for him.
“That’s why I cling to you, because I don’t want to face the fate of separation again!” He lowered his head, “I love you, I’ve always loved you…”
His lips silenced hers, and she could no longer think. It seemed only the phrase “I love you” echoed like a spell in her ears…
The Tian Zhong Wenshan family. The band had no activities, and the TV drama had already finished filming, so Wenshan sat idly reading the newspaper. His daughter was painting, and his wife Meijiang was knitting a sweater, a happy family scene.
“Daddy, Brother Qingjie hasn’t come to play in a long time. Did you have a fight with him?” Ling flipped through her painting, breaking the silence in the room. Meijiang watched Wenshan with a sensitive gaze.
A fight? Wenshan shook his head. Qingjie had been avoiding him for quite some time. He could never find an opportunity to be alone with him.
