"He's practically wearing 'I'm chasing you' on his face!" Li Xiaowei complained, "What kind of misunderstanding do you have about chasing someone?"
Tang Mingxi sighed again.
I think it's unlikely.
His relationship with Ye Heng is very complicated. If he were just a normal ex-boyfriend, Tang Mingxi would definitely not be so conflicted.
The key point is that Little Ye is the protagonist of this book, but he is also a cannon fodder scumbag.
Why would the protagonist chase after a cannon fodder scumbag?
No, it's really not that bad.
"You don't understand," Tang Mingxi said sullenly.
He went to so much trouble to leave Ye Heng's side back then, is he going to come full circle and go back?
Although, it seems, the male protagonist doesn't seem to have any intention of killing him right now.
However, we must not let our guard down!
"Then why don't you test the waters?" Li Xiaowei stroked her chin. "Just tell him you already have someone you like."
"..."
"Never mind."
Tang Mingxi was in a complicated mood; her brain was overloaded, and she couldn't think of a solution at all.
The Lunar New Year is here in the blink of an eye.
This was the first time Tang Mingxi, a native of the South, had spent the Lunar New Year in Cloud Capital.
At the end of the year, two pieces of good news finally arrived. One was that Zeng Yang, that idiot, had reached an agreement with Jingyu on a project, so he needed to stay at Jingyu's office for a short period of time and wouldn't have time to bother Tang Mingxi.
The second piece of good news was that Li Xiaowei and her blind date had fallen in love after only two months of dating, Tang Mingxi had also found a new house. To celebrate this triple celebration, Li Xiaowei opened a booth at the Slope Club and invited a bunch of rich second-generation heirs to commemorate her last single night.
Tang Mingxi originally wanted to refuse her request to stay home and sleep, since he neither drank nor had any fun, and was a fruit platter killer at bars.
However, unable to resist Li Xiaowei's persistent pleading, he finally had no choice but to dress up a little and head to the slope bar for their date.
When he arrived, Li Xiaowei was already slightly tipsy.
As soon as Tang Mingxi arrived, many men and women turned their attention to his face.
He was already used to being watched, so he sat down with ease and grace.
After taking a few bites of the fruit platter with restraint, a college student-looking boy approached Tang Mingxi.
Do you drink alcohol?
"I won't drink."
"Could you please tell me your name?"
"Inconvenient."
Tang Mingxi didn't bother to respond to him at all, and the other person, feeling snubbed, sat back down in a huff.
Seeing his attitude, the others also backed down.
The Ice Queen is beautiful, but her beauty is somewhat aloof.
The conversation quickly shifted from Li Xiaowei to the high society circles of Cloud Capital.
The boy who had just struck up a conversation with Tang Mingxi asked another woman wearing a tank top a question—it has to be said, wearing a tank top indoors in January takes a lot of courage.
"How are things going between your cousin and Ye Heng?"
Upon suddenly hearing Ye Heng's name here, Tang Mingxi paused slightly in her hand holding the orange juice.
"Cheng Feng, are you out of your mind? What kind of cousin is Su Luoxi to me? She's just someone we raise to eat."
"Didn't your dad say he was going to give her to Ye Heng? How come there's been no news for over half a year?"
"There's no noise at all."
The girl seemed a bit drunk and casually remarked, "She does want to get married, but Ye Heng doesn't even look at her. Lately, I've seen her attending a few private parties with other people; I wonder if she's managed to contact Ye Heng yet. Doesn't she ever look in the mirror and see what kind of person she is?"
Tang Mingxi suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. For once, she poured herself a glass of wine, then put it down and said coldly, "You're a girl too, there's no need to say such hurtful things."
The girl paused, then blushed when she heard Tang Mingxi speak, muttering, "I was just saying it casually, I wasn't really insulting her..."
To be honest, Ye Heng hadn't contacted him much in the past two months.
Although Tang Mingxi also found the male lead who harassed her on WeChat all day long annoying.
He knew that overthinking was also annoying.
But after hearing the girls' discussion just now, I still feel inexplicably depressed.
Tang Mingxi finished one cup and poured himself another.
He grabbed a bottle of liquor without knowing its alcohol content, but after just two glasses, he felt dizzy, lightheaded, and nauseous.
The air in the bar suddenly became stuffy, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.
Tang Mingxi got up and walked unsteadily outside.
Upon stepping outside, I discovered that it had started snowing in Cloud Capital sometime earlier, and a thin layer of snow had already covered the ground.
Tang Mingxi had never seen snowflakes as heavy as goose feathers before. He stared at them in a daze for a while, deeply moved.
"Such heavy snow."
His body was slightly feverish from drinking alcohol, and he swayed as he sat on the flower bed, beginning to collect snow from the leaves.
Tang Mingxi was so focused that he didn't notice his phone vibrating in his shirt pocket for a long time.
When the third vibration sounded, Tang Mingxi finally belatedly came to her senses and answered the phone.
"Hello."
Where are you?
Who are you?
"..."
"Have you been drinking?"
Ye Heng paused slightly.
"Yeah." Tang Mingxi frowned. "Who are you?"
"I'm your husband." Ye Heng sighed. "Where are you?"
"My husband? Hah." Tang Mingxi's hatred level instantly soared to its peak. "He's already a dead man. Do you need something from him? I'll burn paper money for you."
"..."
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Tang Mingxi raised his voice and questioned.
"No," Ye Heng said. "I just didn't expect that after a few days, I would be a dead man."
Tang Mingxi thought about it carefully and realized that it was true; the dead could not speak.
The logic is sound!
Ye Heng: "Where are you?"
"The bar," Tang Mingxi said sullenly, "I'm drunk and feel like throwing up."
"Address."
I feel nauseous.
"Is anyone with you... never mind. Do you remember the name of the bar?"
"Slope."
In less than fifteen minutes, Ye Heng drove to the Slope Bar.
Tang Mingxi was also looking for something. He didn't go far; he just sat by the flower bed playing in the snow, and had already built seven or eight snowmen that were only the size of a palm.
His ears and the tip of his nose were red from the cold, and the dim yellow light of the streetlamp cast a striking shadow on his features, highlighting his breathtaking beauty.
Tang Mingxi is finishing his ninth snowman.
Just as I finished shaping it, I looked up and saw Ye Heng.
For some reason, the anger that had almost subsided in the bar suddenly flared up again.
He kept a straight face, didn't say a word, and simply ignored everyone.
Ye Heng felt that he had most likely offended Tang Mingxi again on a topic he had never even considered, so he was very patient.
Tang Mingxi wouldn't talk to him, so he went to mess with the little snowman Tang Mingxi had built.
As soon as his hand touched hers, Tang Mingxi got angry and slapped his hand away.
"Don't move!"
"Why can't I move it?" Ye Heng immediately turned the tables. "Are you afraid I'll find out you secretly sculpted a snowman in my likeness?"
He didn't just make up a rumor.
Tang Mingxi has a prior criminal record.
"Who pinched you? Don't be so narcissistic."
Isn't this it?
Ye Heng casually pointed to one of the little snowmen with a stern face, referring to the snow as Ye.
Tang Mingxi's gaze was fixed on Little Snowman Ye, and the next second, she reached out and crushed Little Snowman Ye's head.