It was Nuowente, wearing a long black overcoat, looking travel-worn and as if he had just gotten off a plane.
Shu Yan froze for a few seconds, then almost instinctively wanted to turn around.
But before he could do anything, he was pulled into someone's arms.
Nuowente looked at the person in his arms. "Is this how you take care of yourself after we broke up?"
Shu Yan struggled for a moment, but couldn't break free. He tried his best to keep his voice calm and composed. "It's none of your business, I'm fine."
"Great? Have you looked in the mirror and seen yourself like this?"
Shu Yan forced a smile, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Nuowente is too ugly."
Nuowente sighed, "You know that's not what I meant. If I had known you would end up like this, I shouldn't have let you leave Paris in the first place."
Shu Yan: "We've already broken up."
Nuowente: "Yes, I know we've broken up, so I'm going to pursue you again. I'll be settling down in the country for the next six months, and of course, you don't have to respond to my advances."
Shu Yan: "I don't want... I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore."
He seemed to have lost all his strength when facing this man, and if Nuowente were to pursue him again, Shu Yan knew very well that he couldn't hold out for long.
Just hearing Nuowente say those words had already made him lose control of his heart...
But what difference would there be between doing it again and before? He's special, he's unique, but he's not one of a kind...
There will still be other people around Nuowente.
He will die.
Nuowente released Shu Yan and looked at Shu Yan face, which was now streaked with tears. "Is it that you don't want to, or that you're afraid?"
Shu Yan's lips moved a few times, but she didn't utter a single word.
Nuowente took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away Shu Yan's tears. "I promise you, from now on, you will be the only one by my side."
Shu Yan stared blankly at Nuowente.
This is a promise that Shu Yan has longed for countless times over the past few years.
But he arrived way too late.
Shu Yan could no longer believe that he was late.
"I don't need it, I won't fall for it."
It's all fake, fake, it's all fake. He shouldn't be fooled, he shouldn't believe what he says.
His voice was loud, but he was as fragile as a piece of exquisite porcelain.
My heart aches for you.
Nuowente looked at Shu Yan, noticing how much weight he had lost in less than a month.
How could he bear to see him so sad?
He should have come to find him sooner.
He used to think that Shu Yan was special and different, but these past twenty-odd days have made Nuowente realize that Shu Yan is not only special, but also irreplaceable.
He suddenly thought of his conversation with his younger brother.
But this time he had a different answer.
The other flowers in the garden were still as beautiful as ever, but he was more reluctant to let his favorite flower wither than to look at the other flowers.
At this moment, the word "regret" seems far too inadequate.
"You won't be fooled, because I assure you, every word I say is sincere."
Shu Yan shook his head, his body trembling uncontrollably. "It's fake."
Nuowente pulled the swaying Shu Yan into his arms. "It's true. If you're willing, we can fly to New York right away to get married. We can sign a prenuptial agreement with a clause regarding infidelity. If I betray you again, you can get all the assets in my name."
It seems that only these things can make his words seem somewhat credible.
Shu Yan's tears flowed even more fiercely, and he began to struggle in Nuowente's arms again. "I don't want it, I don't want you, I don't want your things, and I don't want to marry you."
Nuowente held the person tightly, coaxing in a low voice, "Take it, take it. These are all I have left. If I relapse, you can kick me out anytime and make me a homeless person on the streets. Oh, and you can also find a group of people to beat me black and blue to vent your anger."
Shu Yan: "You're lying. Even without those things, you're still the second young master of the Konohe family. How could you possibly become a vagrant?"
Nuowente: "Maybe they think I'm a disgrace and kick me out. Yeah, Shen Xingcan, that Evil Ragdoll, will probably be laughing the loudest then. You know, he's always loved to gloat."
Shu Yan couldn't help but laugh at those words, and her tears smeared all over Nuowente's trench coat.
Seeing that Shu Yan smiled, Nuowente felt a little relieved.
Happy 25th birthday to Shu Yan!
Shu Yan ignored him. He rudely wiped his tears with Nuowente's trench coat, then stepped out of the other's arms and turned to open the door.
Nuowente followed immediately inside, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Shu Yan didn't stop him.
This wasn't the first time Nuowente had visited Shu Yan's home in S City, so he was already familiar with some of the things.
So when he saw the pair of shoes in the shoe cabinet that were clearly not Shu Yan's size, his gaze paused.