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AAMIBBSBY 22
by starlightxelThe catchy, brainwashing song gradually faded in the office, returning to tranquility.
After a long while, Shen Shixiao gently opened his eyes. What entered his line of sight was Xia Zhi’s magnified face.
Seeing him awake, Xia Zhi said with a chuckle, “I just told you a story.”
Shen Shixiao nodded calmly, wanting to look for his checkbook, but was stopped by Xia Zhi.
“I didn’t mean to ask you for money. Besides, your cards are all with me.”
Not knowing if it was an illusion, Xia Zhi kept feeling that Shen Shixiao after waking up was much more gloomy than just now, unwilling to speak much, and… a bit cold.
No way, no way.
Could it be that his singing was discovered?
Shen Shixiao got up and put his overcoat on properly, facing forward and saying, “Going home?”
Xia Zhi nodded gently and followed.
Along the way, the two were silent and wordless, as if returning to the time when they first met.
Shen Shixiao’s legs were crossed, half-leaning in his seat, looking out the window, making it impossible for people to discern any emotions.
Xia Zhi tucked his hands in, quietly observing him.
His premonitions were always very accurate—Shen Shixiao definitely heard his confession.
Wuwuwu, he must still be thinking about his bai yueguang, so he is unwilling to accept him.
However, it’s not good to state it explicitly so he fell into a tangle.
The vehicle passed by a dark neighborhood for a brief time, alternating light and shadow reflected onto Shen Shixiao’s body.
His eyes were dark and heavy, slightly dazed.
After arriving home, Xia Zhi’s fine, soft hair drooped slightly, not as active as he usually was upon returning home.
The servants had already prepared dinner. Shen Shixiao only took one glance and walked straight up to the bedroom, leaving behind only one sentence.
“I have a cold and no appetite, you eat more.”
Xia Zhi held onto the staircase, slightly tilting his head up. “Mm.”
In the dining room, it was very quiet.
Xia Zhi held the edge of the bowl, his spoon stirring slowly, delaying his meal.
Is Shen Shixiao feeling physically unwell?
Or… did he really hear his confession.
Wuwu, if he brought trouble to Shen Shixiao, he could explain it clearly.
Just saying it was an impromptu improvisation of the novel’s contents would be fine, right?
His gaze fell on the hot porridge. Xia Zhi scooped out a portion, picked out a few refreshing and light side dishes, and carrying the tray, stepped up the stairs.
It might also be that he’s feeling unwell from the cold.
It’s still better to eat something.
The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tight, completely isolating the moonlight outside.
The room was pitch black. Shen Shixiao sat alone on the bed, coughing softly.
He hadn’t expected Xia Zhi to like him so quickly.
If he hadn’t found Xia Zhi in the country as quickly as possible back then, and Xia Zhi had entered a marriage alliance with someone else—
Would he have liked someone else too?
After all, he had forgotten all his memories from studying abroad.
Shen Shixiao’s mind was in a mess. He could realize he was drilling into a bull’s horn1A vivid Chinese idiom. Imagine a bug crawling into the tip of a bull’s horn—it gets narrower and narrower until it’s completely stuck and can’t turn around. It means to get stuck in a dead end, to overthink something stubbornly, or to fixate unproductively on an unsolvable problem., but he couldn’t restrain himself.
At this time, Xia Zhi’s voice sounded from outside the room.
“Are you asleep? I brought some dinner, eat before you sleep.”
Shen Shixiao’s fingertips brushed across the bedsheets, pausing for a moment.
He remained silent, not answering.
He currently doesn’t know how to respond to Xia Zhi.
Xia Zhi stood outside the door lingering for a while, pursed his lips, and was just about to leave.
“Not asleep, please come in.”
The bright lights in the room were turned on again. Shen Shixiao was only wearing a loose long-sleeved shirt, and because of coughing, his eye sockets were slightly red.
Xia Zhi gazed at him, cautiously carrying the meal tray to his bedside. “There’s porridge and side dishes, eating a little will make sleeping more comfortable.”
Shen Shixiao said in a low voice, “Thank you.”
The spoon gently clinked, making a crisp sound; the room was dead silent.
Xia Zhi brewed over it in his heart, pondering how to explain things clearly to Shen Shixiao, but when it reached his lips, he swallowed it back down.
Mustering his courage again, he asked, “Today in your office, when I was telling you a story—”
Before he finished speaking, Shen Shixiao placed the bowl on the small table. “Thank you, I want to rest now.”
Xia Zhi lowered his eyes, softly responding with a word of acknowledgment.
As expected, he had heard those words when he was half-asleep.
The room was tightly closed once again, and the interior returned to darkness.
A sleepless night.
Early the next morning, Xia Zhi rarely didn’t sleep in. He sat in the dining room waiting for Shen Shixiao to have breakfast with him.
When Shen Shixiao saw him, he was visibly startled. After saying good morning, he quietly ate his food.
Xia Zhi looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, “The next filming location for the production crew isn’t at the film and television city anymore. It should be further away halfway up a mountain in the suburbs, and now they are asking if I want to stay there. Of course, I can also come home.”
That place was about a two-and-a-half-hour drive from home.
Shen Shixiao looked at the stock market and said in a low voice, “It’s up to you, but it’s a bit far from home, staying there is convenient.”
Xia Zhi stirred his millet porridge2A very common, traditional Chinese comfort food, especially eaten for breakfast or when someone has a weak stomach or is feeling unwell., whimpering in his heart.
This means he doesn’t want me to come home.
However, he eventually mumbled again, “Actually coming home is also okay. After all, living at home is a bit more comfortable.”
Shen Shixiao nodded silently, and after finishing breakfast, he took his laptop and left.
Xia Zhi sat alone in the dining room, staring blankly at the xiaolongbao3Famous Chinese soup dumplings. They are delicate steamed buns filled with hot, savory broth and a pork filling., lowering his sour and astringent eyes, and took a bite.
Wuwu, so delicious.
Returning to the bedroom, he pulled out two large suitcases and began to pack clothes and daily necessities.
Wuwuwu, Shen Shixiao was resisting his affection.
There was nothing else he could do!
He needed to find a corner to quietly lick his wounds, and not let anyone else know.
“Clatter!” The charger rolled and fell.
He squatted down. What he picked up wasn’t the charger.
It was his shattered glass heart!
Closing the bedroom door, Xia Zhi left whimpering.
—
Work at the Shen Group was very busy today. It wasn’t until 2:00 PM that Shen Shixiao completely stopped to rest.
However, he had an appointment with Fang Tingyu today, and the other party should be arriving very soon.
When Fang Tingyu arrived, he saw his heavy-hearted appearance and asked curiously what was going on.
For so long, Shen Shixiao had always hidden matters concerning Xia Zhi at the bottom of his heart, with no one to confide in.
He only shook his head gently.
Fang Tingyu was a smart person and asked, “Did you have a fight with Xia Zhi?”
Hearing Xia Zhi’s name, Shen Shixiao’s expression shifted slightly. Having suppressed it for a long time, he told Fang Tingyu the fact that he was his first love.
After hearing this, Fang Tingyu was shocked for a long time, and asked in confusion, “Wasn’t your purpose in doing everything possible to enter a marriage alliance with Xia Zhi just to make him like you again?”
Shen Shixiao: “Mm, I also held onto a glimmer of hope, hoping he could recover his memories and recognize me.”
Fang Tingyu was puzzled. “He kinda likes you now, shouldn’t you be happy?”
Shen Shixiao furrowed his brows. “I guess he likes me because I treat him well, but every time I think of this matter, I start to imagine—what if the person who entered the marriage alliance with him was someone else? If someone else treated Xia Zhi well, would he also fall in love with that person?”
Fang Tingyu understood where the crux of the issue lay, and analyzed it for him. “Have you ever thought about it then, if it was another person who entered the marriage alliance with Xia Zhi, and he didn’t love him as much as you do, the love conveyed to Xia Zhi would also be vastly inferior? Would Xia Zhi still like him then? Let’s talk about Xia Zhi again. Since Xia Zhi liked you the first time, it shows that the person he likes is you. Liking you a second time is also perfectly logical and reasonable. If you swapped in someone else, it might not be the case!”
“Fate is a very wonderful thing.”
“Perhaps the reason Xia Zhi likes you so quickly is because his heart has always retained his love for you.”
“Your assumption is very unfair to Xia Zhi.”
After Shen Shixiao digested these words, his gaze gradually focused. He abruptly stood up and put on his jacket.
“Thanks.”
After returning home, Shen Shixiao headed straight for the stairs, running up to Xia Zhi’s bedroom on the second floor in a frantic rush. When he steadied his mind, only then did he realize that many things inside were gone.
A servant came over and told him, “Today, Mr. Xia left carrying two very large suitcases, and he didn’t look very happy.”
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