Chapter 1908: Leaving in a Huff (3)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Ah Ye…”

After a long while, Lan Xiu finally called out in a low voice.

Dongfang Liuyun’s gaze was still fixed on Fujiwara’s cold and stern face. There was no expression on his plain and otherworldly face, but there was clearly a hint of depression in the depths of his starry eyes.

Fujiwara also silently watched her for a long time, until the cold night wind had chilled the last bit of warmth in his body. Only then did he pick up his pace and walk forward. Under their two gazes, he pulled out a seat at the side and sat down.

He took the wine and poured himself a gla.s.s. He frowned slightly and downed it in a few gulps. He then raised his eyes to look at the two of them. His voice was a little hoa.r.s.e. “What do you mean that’s all there is to your feelings? What do you mean that’s as far as you can go?”

As he asked, he quietly looked at Dongfang Liuyun. Deep in his eyes, there was clearly a wave of pain that was tightly suppressed by him. He thought that he could control it, but when he saw her now, he realized that he had overestimated his own self-control.

“I’ve never seen a woman as ruthless as you. What am I? Dongfang Liuyun… What kind of hatred do you have for me to make you so determined?”

Under the dim light, one could vaguely see the melancholic expression on Fujiwara’s face. After he finished speaking, he tightened his grip on the wine gla.s.s and looked at Dongfang Liuyun.

Lan Xiu looked at the two of them silently. Dongfang Liuyun lowered his head in silence. His gaze fell on the gla.s.s in his hand. He did not look at Fujiwara, but Fujiwara’s gaze was a little pained…

“You have bad gastric, don’t drink this. I’ll order some porridge for you.”

Lan Xiu had no choice but to break the depressing silence. He reached out and took the wine gla.s.s from Fujiwara’s hand, but Fujiwara suddenly moved away. “There’s no need. I’m not that weak.”

With that, he raised his head and drank up the wine in the gla.s.s.

Lan Xiu still beckoned the boss over and served Fujiwara a bowl of hot porridge.

“How did you know we were here?”

The one who asked was Dongfang Liuyun. She had already returned to her usual calm. She reached out and took an empty bowl from the side and served both Fujiwara and Lan Xiu porridge. She also served herself half a bowl.

Fujiwara watched her actions. He did not know why, but he felt a wave of sadness in his heart. She knew that he was most afraid of her acting like this, indifferently doing these things without the slightest ripple on her face…

The way she was right now made him feel even more heartbroken than the intense argument.

“Matsuda went to look for Lan Xiu.” Fujiwara still answered in a low voice.

Dongfang Liuyun nodded slightly and moved the porridge in front of him. “Eat some. The porridge here is pretty good. If you didn’t come here to argue with me, then let’s talk while we eat. I’m a little hungry.”

Dongfang Liuyun’s reaction was surprisingly calm, and her tone was even more indifferent. As she spoke, she lowered her head and quietly ate her porridge.

“Eat some. It’s been a long time since the three of us sat down to chat like this. Today is a good opportunity to talk about some happy things. Ah Ye, you should drink less. Among the few of us, you have the worst alcohol tolerance. In the past, you were the first to fall, and Liuyun was always the last to stay awake.”

In a daze, Lan Xiu thought of their previous times. Those were the times he missed the most. Perhaps only these times could make him feel a sense of comfort when he missed them.

“Among the four of us, Lan Qi actually has the best alcohol tolerance. Even I can’t drink better than him. He always drinks until it shows on his face. After just one or two drinks, his face would turn completely red. However, it’s usually people like him with the best alcohol tolerance. The year I just graduated, he came to visit me at school. I drank with him for an entire night. In the end, I lost to him and lost the Qinghua porcelain set.”

Dongfang Liuyun also remembered that period of time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Xiu nodded. “I remember that the Qinghua porcelain set was bought by you and Ah Ye when you went to Jiangnan to partic.i.p.ate in the auction. I’ve always liked it.”

“Yeah, he won a lot of things from me, but every time he won them, he would send them back to me after some time. That Qinghua porcelain set is still in Debao House.”

“If you like it, I’ll get someone to find ten more sets for you.”

Seeing her slightly relaxed expression, Fujiwara spoke up directly. He took the porridge that she had nudged to him and tasted it.

“One set is enough. For many things, it’s not because you have more that it’s good.”

“Your personality is still the same as before, easily satisfied.”

Fujiwara chuckled softly. Only then did his tensed handsome face show some signs of easing up—

Actually, that was all. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, every time he saw her, he felt much better, especially when he could talk to her like this.

He always knew that all the pain and gloominess would instantly disappear when he was with her. However, he was afraid that he would no longer have that right.

Who could understand that he, Fujiwara, was currently stuck in this city like he was holding onto the last straw because he was afraid that he would cut off the last bit of connection between him and her?

“I’m not that easy to be satisfied, I’m just forcing myself to be easily satisfied. I’ve heard that only those who are easily satisfied can touch happiness. After all, these things aren’t things that others can give you. Didn’t I ask you before, if you could give me this thing? And what did you say back then? You said that you don’t even have it, so how could you give it to me?”

As Dongfang Liuyun spoke, the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, “We are all people holding on strongly to things, it is usually harder for such people to live life as compared to others. I’ve already accepted a new kind of life. Thinking about it, the person I thought I was waiting for might not be the one who would truly protect me to the end. I hope that you won’t reject the fate that belongs to you. I also hope that you can live a better life.”

As Dongfang Liuyun spoke, she raised her wine gla.s.s and toasted the two of them, “Just like me, muster up the courage to accept another kind of life. You’ll realize that if it’s for the sake of everything that’s beautiful now, then all the unhappiness and grievances that you’ve endured before are worth it for this moment.”

Lan Xiu agreed with Dongfang Liuyun’s words, but Fujiwara’s handsome face, which had just calmed down, suddenly fell silent again—

Worth it?

Then, what if he was not confident that he could accept any other women besides her?

There was no need for ifs. Fujiwara did not think that he could accept any other woman apart from Dongfang Liuyun. How else had he been able to endure through all these years?