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"There’s no need to be so nervous," he said, breaking into a smile. Seeing my serious expression, he unconsciously straightened up a bit.
Compared to his calm demeanor, I indeed seemed a bit flustered; I hated this feeling of anxiety.
He continued, "After you left that day, he asked me some questions... I felt that the vibe between you two was off."
"To be honest, it was raining that day, and you were waiting for him, right?"
Song Yuchen spoke with certainty, and as his tone softened, I felt as if he pitied me, just like when we first met; his gaze seemed to say: Xia Jiayi, why are you still clinging on?
I knew what he wanted to know, and it wasn't a big secret. I didn't mind revealing my relationship with Gu Yicheng to Song Yuchen.
After listening, Song Yuchen fell silent for a while.
Eventually, he flashed a bright smile and said, "Xia Jiayi, it's okay."
I felt a bit confused.
Later, Song Yuchen took me to the concert venue. I had never seen anyone shine like this under the glow of the doctor’s presence. The pink glow sticks lit up the entire place.
Just like his enthusiasm, I joined him in shouting wildly; the joyful atmosphere spread through the crowd, and for that moment, I forgot all my worries.
After it ended, Song Yuchen pulled me in for a photo and posted it on social media.
It felt like I hadn't been that happy in a long time.
Song Yuchen dropped me off at the entrance of my community. I waved goodbye and expressed my gratitude for the joy of the day.
A warmth called kindness filled his eyes: "Xia Jiayi, we are friends."
The days that followed were nothing special. Work was relatively quiet lately; Jiang Jiang found a boyfriend, so my dining companion naturally became Dr. Song.
I just didn’t expect Gu Yicheng to appear at my doorstep.
He leaned against my door. Hearing footsteps, he looked up in my direction. Backlit by the sun, shadows fell across his face, and his expression darkened. "You don’t look at Song Yuchen like this."
I stood right in front of him, feeling a bit jealous.
I blinked and naturally asked this question, but Gu Yicheng just smiled lightly, seemingly indifferent.
"My mom asked me to bring these over to you."
Following his voice, I noticed some agricultural products on the ground, likely grown by her family and sent over.
I just didn't expect Gu Yicheng to be the one delivering them.
I nodded to show I understood, not indicating that I wanted him to come inside. I had my own pride; I wasn't desperate for Gu Yicheng's forgiveness. Some things shouldn't be pursued relentlessly.
As I tried to walk past him, he grabbed my arm with a bit more force than necessary, a look of confusion on his face as he tried to read my expression from above.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?"
He gritted his teeth. I thought for a moment; perhaps he was still hung up on what had happened before.
It made sense—being teased like a pet would naturally elicit such a reaction. My mind raced, and my expression shifted from indifference.
"Gu Yicheng, I apologize for my previous actions."
I looked him in the eye, honestly expressing my apology. I wasn't asking for anything in return; if I had to wish for something, it would be to return to simpler days.
The door was already open and the light was on, so I pulled my wrist free from his grip.
Things were indeed different now; that gaze was filled with memories of my youth, something I hadn't seen in a long time. It felt like those memories had faded with time.
He just stood there watching me, and I said, "Well, I wish you happiness."
Then I closed the door.
On Old Xia's birthday, he specifically called me to come back.
Seeing Gu Yicheng was expected. His gaze fell on me unabashedly, making me feel somewhat uncomfortable; our relationship was ultimately awkward.
I was no longer young and still didn't have a boyfriend, so naturally, I faced pressure from my family.
As I watched Old Xia scold me while glancing at Gu Yicheng, I couldn't help but support my face with my hand and said, "Stop urging me. I promise to find you a son-in-law before I turn 27."
There were still six months left.
When I said this, there was a moment of silence. Old Xia quietly asked me, "Is it that kid with the surname Song?"
Later, I learned that Song Yuchen's father was friends with Old Xia.
I apologized to Song Yuchen on WeChat, feeling sorry for using him as a stand-in. He sent a photo of a hot pot restaurant that had recently become popular and required reservations.
"Alright, I'll take you there," I replied.
"What are you so happy about?"
Gu Yicheng's deep voice sounded above me. I put away my phone and sat up straight to look at him. He was sitting beside me, and I instinctively pulled away to create some space between us.
Why? Why did your face show signs of hurt?
Gu Yicheng stared at me in shock for a few seconds before he smiled self-deprecatingly, seemingly lost in thought. Guests were gradually arriving at his home, and his expression seemed magnified in front of me.
Crazy!
The voice of my Stepmother calling Gu Yicheng snapped me back to reality. I widened my eyes at him, but fortunately, he quickly composed himself. There were hints of moisture in the corners of his eyes as he said, "Xia Jiayi, you have no heart."
Right, if I had one, I wouldn't have done that back then.
He remained motionless on the sofa and asked, "Do you know where I first met you?"
Where else could it be? The image of Old Xia holding his hand while bringing him in with his mother was something I would never forget.
My expression was somewhat stiff, and Gu Yicheng shook his head upon seeing this, saying I had remembered incorrectly.
"I come from a single-parent family. I followed my mother to the city for elementary school, and everyone looked down on me. My mom worked tirelessly to send me to an elite school, never realizing how children without money or power would be bullied."
He lowered his head, lost in past memories. His brow furrowed, showing some pain, and then he looked at me with a smile reminiscent of the past.
"It was you. That year, when I was being extorted in the corner of the stairs, you stepped up and drove them away."
He said that when he first saw me in the Xia Family, he had already surrendered.
I had long forgotten such trivial matters; Gu Yicheng's words did not stir much in my memory. So was this his reason for enduring my bullying all these years?
Ironically, I could feel his sadness. When Gu Yicheng came over to hug me, I clearly sensed his feelings.
But my mind was a mess; his weak posture with his head lowered was no different from years ago.
Just as he seemed about to say something else, I said, "Gu Yicheng, your mom and the others are still outside."
I paused for a few seconds and then smiled slightly. "Or do you want to use my tactics against me?"
Gu Yicheng sat there silently, watching me.
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