Chapter 11
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It was late at night.
The evening breeze was slightly cool.
Yan Chen drove home and received a phone call midway.
Caller ID: Gu Huai
“Are you home yet?”
“Not yet, almost, is there something wrong.”
“I have to catch up on my sketches today, I might be back late.”
Yan Chen frowned slightly, “It’s just work; why work so hard.”
Gu Huai was unimpressed, “It’s not just work; painting is my lifelong dream; I hope you can understand me, Yan Chen.”
Yan Chen’s face was insecure, but he still controlled his tone: “Okay, I know. Take care of yourself, don’t stay up too late.”
“Okay, you also go to bed early.”
Yan Chen faintly hmmmed. His mood wasn’t too good as he hung up the phone and threw it aside.
The traffic at this point wasn’t too good, and after being stuck in traffic several times along the way, he was a bit distracted and irritated. He smoothly punched the steering wheel and turned around to turn into a shortcut.
This road, which he had been on last time, happened to be the street of the neighborhood where Ye Mu was currently living.
Because the road was narrower, he temporarily parked his car a street away from the neighborhood when he encountered a private car driving in the opposite direction along the road.
That car drove very slowly for fear of scraping against him.
Yan Chen was a bit bored and took advantage of the opportunity to casually scan the surrounding buildings.
A few dozen meters away, he saw Ye Mu who was smoking at a certain building.
Ye Mu was smoking at that time and was very intoxicated. He did not notice that downstairs, the night lights outside the house were bright and colorful, reflecting his handsome side profile with a unique and decadent atmosphere.
As a cigarette burned out, he was silent and took out the cigarette case from his pocket. His long and thin fingers drew out a cigarette, lit it, and put it on his lips as he smoked again.
The piercing smell of smoke in the lungs was held for a while before it was finally poured out like a thin stream of water. The curling smoke circled around, adding a sense of years to him.
Yan Chen sat in the car, his eyes lingering on that spot.
Even though he didn’t like this person from the bottom of his heart, he had to admit that Ye Mu’s side profile was very gentlemanly and graceful, and there was a sense of fondness that people couldn’t stop feeling.
On his lips, it seemed that the cheapest cigarettes in the world could be smoked by him with an aristocratic flavor.
Yan Chen was carried along and also wanted to smoke a little, so he lit a cigarette and watched as he smoked along with Ye Mu.
The taste of tobacco made a person inexplicably calm and cozy.
He comfortably smoked the cigarette halfway and leaned back in the driver’s seat.
“Buzz.”
The screen of his cell phone vibrated unexpectedly.
Yan Chen’s attention was drawn to it, and with downcast eyes, he picked up his phone and discovered that it was a text message.
Good night, love you – Gu Huai
Yan Chen gave a rare smile. With a handsome side profile, he also typed a few words and replied.
–Good night, love you too
After typing these few words, after seeing that there was no reply, Yan Chen turned his eyes to the distant balcony again.
But in just a minute’s time, Ye Mu was already gone, leaving only an extinguished cigarette butt.
The winter evening wind was bleak, and it was already late when he returned to the apartment.
The large house was dark, and Gu Huai obviously hadn’t come home yet.
After washing up, Yan Chen directly turned off the lights and went to bed, ready to sleep alone first.
But he didn’t know if it was because it was too quiet, but tonight he suddenly had insomnia.
After staring at the ceiling for half an hour, Yan Chen couldn’t stand it anymore and casually turned on the radio to listen to the broadcast.
At that time, there was a channel called “City Night Returner.”
“Listeners, hello, I’m the anchor Xiao You. It’s now 11 o’clock at night, and we’re here to answer a call from a friend in Beijing and listen to what’s bothering him.”
“Hello, Xiao You, how are you?”
“Hello, sir, may I ask your last name.”
“My last name is Lin.”
“Okay, Mr. Lin, what is the reason for your insomnia tonight?”
“It’s like this, I’ve broken up with her for two years. For two years, I habitually opened her blog every day after work to see her mood for the day. Sometimes she’s happy, sometimes she’s sad, sometimes she’s lost ……”
“I just watched quietly without making a single comment and even deleted my browsing history. But yesterday, her blog was full of her wedding photos. Underneath there was a small line where she said, “I got married and couldn’t wait for you, no more updates”.”
“I feel regretful for not daring to face my love and make the right decision.”
“So that’s how it is, Mr. Lin. I really feel sorry for you. How good would it have been if you could have faced your heart squarely in the first place and mustered up some courage.”
“Maybe it really wasn’t meant to be; I went downstairs to her house tonight and watched her from the balcony for a long time and suddenly felt that it would be nice if I could just keep looking at her like this.”
“Mr. Lin, I remember that there’s a love motto in Nepal that often says that if you drive your car in the middle of the night to someone’s building downstairs and then look at their balcony obsessively, it means that you’ve already fallen deeply in love with that person ……”
“Snap.”
The radio was suddenly turned off.
Yan Chen subconsciously opened his eyes and casually said, “It’s late.”
Gu Huai took off his jacket. “Time is tight, can’t be helped. But you, why are you up in the middle of the night listening to late-night emotional programs? So, what did you get out of it?”
Yan Chen snorted, his lips curled up as he spoke with a touch of sarcasm, “Come on, it’s all just some nonsense.”
–What a joke; how could he possibly fall in love with that b*tch Ye Mu?
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