Gu Suian had always been accommodating to Wen Feiran's requests, so Wen Feiran hadn't expected him to refuse this time.
He reflected earnestly, "I was indeed somewhat irresponsible."
"Most people have had the experience of being irresponsible towards themselves, and one day they realize it and regret it deeply. I'm just giving you advice as someone who's been there, not blaming you."
"And what about you?" Wen Feiran asked curiously, "Do you also make hasty decisions?"
Gu Suian remained silent for a long time this time, and Wen Feiran couldn't understand the look in his eyes.
"Relatively speaking, it was indeed rather hasty," Gu Suian gazed deeply at him, "But I don't regret it. All the decisions I made before required analyzing the pros and cons. Even if it went against my will, I would choose the one with greater benefits. But that time, I chose to listen to my heart and made a decision in just one second. It was just that I had to wait until daytime. That was the first extremely difficult yet incredibly exciting night, as if I were on the edge of heaven and hell."
Wen Feiran couldn't believe it and pressed, "What decision did you make that night?"
Gu Suian didn't answer directly, but frowned slightly, "Did I use too much force? Why is it so red?"
Although the two were having a serious conversation, Gu Suian's hands didn't stop moving. Even though there was no mirror in front of him, Wen Feiran could guess just how red his face was from the heat.
"It's nothing." He coughed, making up a casual excuse, "Maybe it's just too hot in the room."
It's already winter now. The cold wind is howling outside, and although it's warm inside, it's not so hot that you'll sweat.
Fortunately Gu Suian was aware of his instigation and didn't expose him, withdrawing his hand. "When do we set off?"
"I'm going to change my clothes," Wen Feiran finally escaped from Gu Suian's clutches and walked to the side bedroom without looking back.
After closing the door, he finally revealed his true emotions, patting his chest and taking a long breath.
Being too close to Gu Suian made me feel like there wasn't enough air around me, and I had a dizzying feeling of oxygen deprivation.
Afraid that Gu Suian would wait too long, he went to the bathroom, but dared not look at himself in the mirror, and roughly washed his face with cold water.
After cooling down physically, he changed into a thicker set of clothes and came out of the room.
The two took the elevator to the underground parking garage. After getting into the car, Wen Feiran belatedly asked, "Don't you have to work today?"
Gu Suian smiled. "There's not much going on at the company."
Wen Feiran glanced at him furtively, her fingers unconsciously twisting into a knot.
He could tell that Gu Suian was lying; she wasn't going to the company because she wanted to be with him.
Wen Feiran coughed, "Actually, I'm fine on my own."
Gu Suian paused for a moment, then said, "How about this, you go upstairs and pack your things first, I'll have a video conference in the car and come find you later."
Wen Feiran nodded, pondering what he should bring to Gu Suian's apartment, whether his suitcase was big enough... He thought of his clothes from the pots and pans, when suddenly everything went black.
He had always thought that since his husband had died and he lived alone, he didn't care about his personal appearance. Now, looking back, he realizes that his loungewear was getting more and more childish and ugly.
Wen Feiran frowned, looking troubled, and decided to secretly buy a few pajamas online, Gu Suian.
Gu Suian thought he had encountered some trouble and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Wen Feiran was embarrassed to say what he was struggling with, and just smiled, "I just want to..."
He suddenly got stuck, unable to come up with a good excuse, and just stood there awkwardly.
Gu Suian chuckled, offering him a way out, "Are you thinking about how to reply to Elder Zeng?"
"Yes, yes!" Wen Feiran frowned, "I'm really in a difficult position!!"
Wen Feiran's clumsy acting amused Gu Suian, and his low chuckle echoed in the small space.
It was too cold outside, and the car windows were tightly closed. The sound lingered in Wen Feiran's ears for a long time; it was too unfair.
Wen Feiran coughed a few times, pretending to be distracted by the scenery outside the window, and turned the back of his head towards Gu Suian.
The car quickly stopped downstairs in the residential area. Wen Feiran looked around through the car window and, finding no suspicious people, tentatively opened the car door. "Then I'll go upstairs and pack my luggage."
Gu Suian looked at him. "If you have any questions, call me anytime."
Wen Feiran nodded.
He had lived here for a long time and was very familiar with everything around him. He climbed the stairs lightly and reached the third floor without feeling tired.
He took the keys out of his bag and was about to turn the corner when he caught a glimpse of several people standing densely packed in front of his house.
!!!
Wen Feiran paused, quickly retracted her foot, and silently hid behind the wall.
It's so dangerous! The paparazzi have already found out where he lives and are even hiding at the door!
Wen Feiran is now incredibly grateful that he stayed at Gu Suian's apartment last night; otherwise, he would have been stuck at home today.
He dared not show himself, and was about to turn away quietly when he heard voices coming from above.
The voice was very old, hoarse, and indistinct.
A big question mark appeared above Wen Feiran's head. Her body reacted first, and she secretly peeked out from the corner.
That glance terrified him.
All those blocking his doorway were white-haired and hunched over; not a single young person was among them.
My goodness, a septuagenarian is still carrying a long gun and a microphone, eager to be a paparazzi!
That's way too much!
Chapter 71 Boss Zhipin
Wen Feiran realized she had misunderstood, hesitated for a long time, and then walked out from around the corner.
Most of his elders had passed away, and he had been living alone for a long time. The fact that so many people were suddenly looking for him pointed to only one possibility—