Chapter Fifty-Seven: His Birthday Present
"So, you're living with Bai Yan now?" Jian Jian raised his eyebrows, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped in mid-air, looking a little unnatural.
Wen Erfan nodded weakly and said, "Well, our family is now a grasshopper in the same boat as him, but nothing happened to me and him!" β
"Why don't you ask me for help?" Although Jian Ji was a little unhappy, he still looked so gentle that he couldn't talk.
"I don't want to drag you into the water!" Wen Erfan put a piece of meat into Jian Ji's bowl and said coquettishly.
Jian Jian suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, lowered his eyes, seemed to be worried about something, and his expression was a little complicated.
After a moment of silence, he changed his previous image of being as gentle as water, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Erfan, I don't want you to push me away when you encounter something." β
Wen Erfan pouted, put down his chopsticks a little aggrieved, and weakly explained: "This incident happened suddenly, and they targeted our family and Bai Yan, so they cooperated with the boat~"
He didn't let go of her explanation, the worry in his eyes seemed to be getting thicker, and he flickered vaguely, he fell into deep thought again, and sighed after a long time: "That...... What can I do for you? β
"Hmm...... Help me keep an eye on Uncle Thirteen's personal safety! Seeing that the other party was relieved, she smiled lightly and made this request.
Although Wen Shuyu is now secretly protected by Bai Yan's people, in her opinion, the more people who protect him, the better, and Wen Shuyu is very important to the Nanwen clan.
Jian Jian frowned, paused, and said, "It's not a difficult matter, the point is when will you be able to leave Bai Yan's house?" β
"The agreed agreement is that I can leave after the business war, and I can be with you at that time!" Thinking that he would be involved in his future life, Wen Erfan smiled sweetly.
But at this moment, Jian Jian did not feel relieved by this, he still frowned, and the worry in his eyes did not diminish at all.
He noticed that Wen Erfan's resistance to Bai Yan seemed to have decreased significantly, especially since the car accident and hospitalization, the disgust in her eyes when she talked about Bai Yan almost disappeared, and he couldn't help but worry that the hints she had given at Allen Hospital were gradually wearing off.
At that time, he not only used drugs to her, but also secretly hypnotized her during the treatment process, suggesting that she had a tendency to like herself, as long as this tendency was enough, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of her when something happened, hinting at her...... Bai Yan harbors evil intentions and cannot be trusted.
Now that I have fallen in love with her, I suddenly regret that I didn't deepen the hypnotic suggestion that she liked herself.
"I'll find a way to end this business war early." Jian Jian showed a gentle smile of understanding, but his eyes were faintly cold and worried.
Wen Erfan was not so happy at this lunch, although she didn't notice Jian Ji's strangeness, although the worry in his eyes could be understood as jealousy, but in addition to this meaning, there was also a bit of indescribable meaning.
On the first floor of the NW Imperial Building, where there are shops and cafes, she was fascinated by the sound of music box music and couldn't help but stop at the window of a boutique.
She looked at the delicate and beautiful diamond cuffs, and suddenly had a desire to buy, and suddenly remembered that this month seemed to be Bai Yan's birthday, but she couldn't remember what day it was.
She paused, turned to leave, walked a few steps, folded back, looked at the cuffs and hesitated for a moment, and entered the store to face the clerk at the cash register: "The pair of cuffs in the window, please help me wrap them, thank you!" β
"What did you talk about when you had dinner with Jian Ji today?"
At dinner time, Bai Yan cut his sirloin steak and asked Wen Erfan, who was eating spicy fragrant pot.
Although it was already obvious that his people were following him, he asked such a question, which made Wen Erfan a little unhappy.
"What do you think I'd say to someone I like?" Instead of answering, he asked rhetorically.
"You're still my fiancΓ©e."
"You've had sex with two of my cousins."
Although she often smiled at him, she would not give in to such a question.
Bai Yan's slightly drooping eyes moved, and he raised his eyes slightly, and the dark eyes under his thick eyelashes looked coldly at the girl in front of him, without saying a word.
Wen Erfan's heart chuckled, greedy for a momentary happiness, and now he coaxed another batch.
She weakly put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm full!" β
Then, she quickly escaped the scene and returned to her room, put the bathtub water, and by the way, chose a movie that she could watch while taking a bath, without paying any attention to the matter of Fang Cai.
After taking a bath, he walked out of the bathroom, wiped his hair with a towel, sat on the bay window humming a cheerful song, looked up and saw the richly wrapped cuffs on the table, slowed down the movement at hand, and hesitated to give it to him now.
After a moment's pause, she put down the towel in her hand, walked to the table and picked up the box of gifts, sighed faintly, and decided to give it to him now!
Wen Erfan went upstairs, knocked on the door of his room, and saw that there was no movement, and guessed that maybe he had not returned to his room and went downstairs to the living room to have a look.
He was not in the living room either, Wen Erfan scratched his head and turned around suspiciously and walked in the direction of the study, which he usually stayed in for a while.
The door to the study was hidden, and she heard the crisp sound of glasses colliding inside, so she knocked lightly and poked her head in.
Bai Yan sat in front of the desk and raised his eyes slightly in the direction of the door, with a slight melancholy in his slightly drunk eyes, a bottle of whiskey on the table, a whiskey glass in his hand, and a faint gaze at Wen Erfan at the door.
Wen Erfan tiptoed up to him a little, carefully put the gift on the table and said, "I don't know what your birthday is, but I bought you a gift." β
Bai Yan looked down at the gorgeously wrapped gift for a while, and said coldly: "Take it, I'm not on my birthday." β
I have known each other for so many years, and it seems that I have really never seen him hold any birthday banquets, as for what the reason, Wen Erfan does not plan to ask more.
Seeing the other party's attitude, she frowned slightly, picked up the gift and wanted to turn around and leave, but was held by Bai Yan with one hand.
She was suddenly a little dissatisfied: "What are you doing?!" β
"What do you really like about Jian Ji?" There was unwillingness in his tone.
Seeing that the other party cared so much about Jian Ji, Wen Erfan couldn't help but worry about whether the two of them would have any conflict behind their backs.
"I like this kind of thing, it's a feeling, and I can't put it into words." To put it mildly, she couldn't tell him that it was because he was smart, handsome and rich, after all, everyone in front of him had all these things.
"Have you ever thought it was all a delusion?" He was still unwilling.
"So what?" She couldn't understand why he was so persistent tonight.
"Wen Erfan, do you have a heart?" When he asked this sentence, Bai Yan's voice trembled a little, and the loneliness and grievances in his eyes were nowhere to hide.
His words suddenly made her calm down.
Wen Erfan took the whiskey in Bai Yan's hand, took a sip, swallowed it with difficulty, and after a moment of silence, Zhengse said: "I told you that you and I are the two most similar people in the world, do you know what that means?" I'm looking in a mirror to face you. β
"Do you think you really know me?" Bai Yan raised his eyes and stared at her, the faint desolation in his eyes flickered, as if he contained a thousand words that could not be said.
Wen Erfan was silent for a moment, and asked lightly, "Do you know how many people lived in the Nanwen Mansion five years ago?" β
Seeing that Bai Yan didn't speak, she continued: "Thirty-two people, now there are only seven people left, and that still includes me......
Although she was just a small transparent in the family at the beginning, she lived a very fireworks life.
However, the commercial scuffle five years ago caused panic among people, and they were implicated by the Dongbai clan because of the ghosts' hearts, which caused many people to go bankrupt and couldn't stand the blow and chose to commit suicide.
From that incident on, Winfan was no longer a simple little girl, everything she did had some kind of purpose.
She had never wanted to get to know him, she just wanted to tell him what kind of damage he had done her.
"But I didn't do it." Bai Yan's eyes trembled imperceptibly.
"You are an accomplice!" Bai Yan participated in the business war full of lies back then, and she still remembered him who frequently went out to the Nanwen mansion and followed behind Bai Mu at that time.
Bai Yan's eyes were stained with a layer of gray, and he bowed his head and said nothing, he did participate in that business war back then, and he did benefit a lot in that war, with almost no losses, and laid the foundation for his current position.
"You've met my third uncle, haven't you? Do you know the sadness and fear of the wake? I wanted to see each other hug each other, but I was afraid that the other person would actually crawl out of the coffin. Wen Erfan's voice was suddenly surprisingly calm, but tears slipped quietly from the corners of his eyes without realizing it.
"Wen Eryunming knows that you are my fiancΓ©, but she still climbed into your bed without hesitation, do you think I am really so generous? But she is the only thing I think of my third uncle, and when she dies, I only have memories left. Over the years, all the grievances in her heart have poured out at this moment, her voice is still calm and clear, and there is a self-deprecating wry smile on her face.
Her fingers wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes without a trace, and looked at Bai Yan's black eyes with a trace of pain like an abyss, her eyes were full of stubbornness and toughness.
His unfortunate life was not half better than hers, but he was not good at expressing it, and he chose to forbear and listen to her catharsis quietly.
"You ask me what I like about Jian Ji, and I tell you, because I need sunshine, so I like him." She finally relented and said the true answer in her heart, in her heart, it seemed that Bai Yan had always brought her darkness.
Bai Yan lowered his eyes, still silent, with imperceptible sadness and powerlessness hidden in his eyes.
"I like him, I won't hurt him, but I won't make any sacrifices for him, and I'll do the same to you, I ...... Much more selfish than you think. Indifference crept up her face.
She has never been afraid to admit her selfishness, and her self-protection barrier is done with selfishness.
"My tear ducts don't fight, they don't mean anything, it's just an organ, that's my personal position, the above ...... It's all my disclaimer...... Are you going to keep pestering me? With that, she wiped all the tears on her face, did not wait for Bai Yan's answer, and vented all her emotions, she turned around and ran out of the study, walked upstairs briskly, returned to her room, closed the door, lay on the bed, and buried her head in the quilt.
She said she couldn't figure out what had happened to her all of a sudden, but at the moment she felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her life......
In her opinion, talking about money is not vulgar, it is the instinct of survival, talking about love is luxury, how rich does a person's spirit have to be to have a surplus to talk about love?
After she left, Bai Yan poured herself another glass of whiskey, and the moment she raised her head to drink it, tears quietly slipped from the corners of her eyes.
He glanced sideways, and there was a small black-and-white photograph hidden in the corner of the table, on which the elegant and beautiful young woman was his mother.
On his eighth birthday, he jumped freely from the eighteenth floor in front of him and ended his life.
Since that day, he has not celebrated his birthday again.
Who can understand the pain, struggle, and powerlessness of his heart......
Unfortunate people are always prone to create more unfortunate people, and he is a little hesitant whether he should let her go......