On the Verge of Eruption

Lin Fan was somewhat speechless. It couldn't be that Brother Sikong failed to recognize him, could it?

"Brother Sikong, it's me, Lin Fan!" Lin Fan said with a bitter smile.

He had not expected to be mistaken for a beggar.

"Lin Fan?" Shen Wuxiao deliberately stepped closer and sized him up. "Holy crap, it really is you?"

"How did you end up like this? At first glance, I thought you were a shit scooper!"

The corner of Lin Fan's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Did he really look that much like one?

And he found it strange. Why did Brother Sikong's words carry a faint barb?

But he did not care. He had not forgotten why he had come.

"Brother Sikong, won't you invite me in to sit for a while?"

Lin Fan truly could not wait to confirm the owner of that voice.

If it was not her, he would be relieved and leave immediately.

If it was... if it was her, then what should he do? He had not figured that out either.

Shen Wuxiao looked somewhat troubled. "Brother Lin Fan, it's really not that I don't want to invite you in."

"It's just that my woman is still asleep in the room. If I invite you in and she doesn't know, then if she gets up and comes outside and sees a stranger, it'll be rather awkward. You understand."

Lin Fan understood too. That was indeed the case.

But he still asked, "Before, I thought you were some playboy. I didn't expect you to be so considerate toward women. By the way, what is my sister-in-law called?"

Lin Fan probed around the edges.

Shen Wuxiao looked immensely proud. "My wife? Hah, even the young Catherine Zeta-Jones and Monica Bellucci weren't as good-looking as her!"

"Ah?" Lin Fan froze.

Hadn't he asked for her name? How had the conversation veered onto beauty?

But Lin Fan could not be too direct. "A foreign woman?"

"Not at all!" Shen Wuxiao spoke with Lin Fan through the iron gate.

Lin Fan truly wanted to go inside and get to the bottom of it.

Yet Shen Wuxiao showed no intention of opening the gate.

And Lin Fan genuinely did not know what else to say.

He could not exactly barge in. What kind of behavior would that be?

Lin Fan could only change his strategy.

"Brother Sikong, how about letting me use your place to take a bath?"

Shen Wuxiao rejected him without even thinking. "If it were before, there definitely wouldn't have been a problem."

"But my woman is here now. It really isn't convenient for you to take a bath here. Think about it yourself—isn't your request a little excessive?"

Lin Fan was truly helpless.

He nodded.

"Fine, then I'll leave first!"

Lin Fan could not get in, so naturally he could not confirm anything.

Yet the doubts in his heart only grew deeper.

So when he left, he did not go far. He merely circled behind a huge reef not far from the villa.

He might not go in, but they had to come out eventually, didn't they?

That way, he would be able to see them.

In truth, he had overthought it.

The two of them did not go out much in the first place.

So after Shen Wuxiao returned, he went straight back to the room and hugged Jiang Huaiyue as they went back to sleep. Just like that, the entire morning passed.

Lin Fan waited until he was half dead, yet he did not see anyone leave.

At noon, Shen Wuxiao and Jiang Huaiyue got up.

Jiang Huaiyue made lunch.

Since the two had been more like newlyweds in their bridal chamber last night, this was also a time when they were especially lovey-dovey.

After lunch, the two went to the villa's karaoke room to sing.

That afternoon, they went to the villa's gym to work up a sweat.

At dusk, they took a lovers' bath together!

After bathing, they went straight to the villa's private cinema to watch a movie.

While they were at it, they engaged in intimate exchanges in the private cinema for two and a half hours.

As another day drew to a close, the two had not stepped outside once.

The waiting Lin Fan felt as though he was about to freeze into an idiot.

Autumn had long since arrived, and with last night's heavy rain, everything around him was damp and wet.

The wind by the sea was fierce as well.

Not only was the place where he hid damp, it was also exposed to the wind. The sea breeze had never stopped.

Another day passed.

Lin Fan only felt like he was about to Crack up.

He had only come to confirm someone's identity. How could it be so complicated?

And besides, did they never leave the house?

The next day, after Lin Fan braved the stars and moon and threw himself forward without regard for his own safety, he finally... saw someone.

The villa door opened, and Jiang Huaiyue emerged with her arm hooked around Shen Wuxiao's.

In fact, Shen Wuxiao had always known that Lin Fan was hiding nearby.

He simply could not be bothered to pay him any attention.

What he needed to do was let Lin Fan see Jiang Huaiyue with him before Lin Fan went completely hysterical.

That way, all the suffering and grievances Lin Fan had endured these past days, along with the agony of being battered by wind and rain last night, would erupt.

Lin Fan in such a state would find it hardest to control his emotions.

He would absolutely break with Jiang Huaiyue.

They would not even count as Comrades anymore.

The harder he could strike Lin Fan, the more points he would get—and the better he would feel!

As they stepped out of the villa, Shen Wuxiao deliberately stopped so Lin Fan could see clearly.

He raised a hand to smooth Jiang Huaiyue's silky hair, his palm cupping her cheek.

"What is it?" Jiang Huaiyue asked, her eyes brimming with tenderness.

"Did you put on lip gloss today?"

Jiang Huaiyue Shook her head. "No. I never use cosmetics!"

"I don't believe you. Let me have a taste!"

Jiang Huaiyue burst out laughing. "Sure, go ahead and taste it!"

As she spoke, she even puckered her little lips.

Shen Wuxiao followed suit and kissed her.

Only after quite a while did he pull away. He licked his lips. "You really didn't put on lip gloss!"

"If you wanted to kiss me, just kiss me. Why make up an excuse?" Jiang Huaiyue rolled her eyes at him.

Lin Fan, hidden in the shadows, saw every last bit of this clearly.

His mind went blank.

It was as if a BGM began playing in his head: "Wuwuwuwu~~ wuwuwu~~ the pain of clinging to every love, the wounds of clinging to every hate."

"I can no longer tell love from hate. Is this how it is... these trembling hands still cannot stop, cannot... forgive!"

Lin Fan only felt that he was about to erupt. He truly could not endure it any longer.

He clenched his fists until they crackled.

"Yue'er, it really is you. It actually really is you!"

Lin Fan's fury erupted. He stomped his foot, and a vast surge of true power spread outward.

His whole body soared like a great roc spreading its wings. After several heavy stomps beneath his feet, he reached the road.

The aura he released was also precisely locked onto by Jiang Huaiyue.

As though facing a great enemy, Jiang Huaiyue immediately turned to look in the other direction.

She saw a man with curly hair, blackened skin, and tattered clothes, his fists clenched as he walked toward them.

"Stop!" Jiang Huaiyue shouted sharply.

But it was as if Lin Fan had not heard her. His teeth ground together with crackling sounds.

He truly had not expected that the woman he loved and had longed for all this time would be here being affectionate with another man.

That man was even the brother he had acknowledged.

Such monstrous humiliation—how could he endure it!

Seeing that the other party did not seem inclined to stop, Jiang Huaiyue was about to make a move as well.

But when he came closer, Jiang Huaiyue discovered that the person in front of him looked somewhat familiar.

Looking carefully, she was instantly shocked. "Lin... Lin Fan? How did you end up like this?"

Jiang Huaiyue asked.

Yet her tone was calm, merely the greeting of one friend to another.

There was no guilt or unease in it whatsoever.

After all, in Jiang Huaiyue's mind, she was merely Lin Fan's comrade.

Even if there had once been feelings between them, that was in the past. Aside from being Comrades, there truly was no other relationship between them.

So there was no need for her to feel guilty at all.

"What is your relationship with him?" Lin Fan stepped closer and closer, finally stopping before them.

He was already on the verge of eruption, yet he still had no intention of making a move.

He was only questioning her.