Yi Wan was standing in the corridor, in front of her was Fu Qi, who was 189cm tall.
Fu Qi was smoking in the corridor.
The cigarette butt flickered in the dim corridor, and the facial features of the man were not clearly visible. Yi Wan paused in front of him. Fu Qi didn't look at him, still immersed in his own memories.
The heavy rain, the empty room... and An Yelin, who was sitting in front of the easel, pale and silent, but always smiling at me.
Will you forgive me? After seeing those memories that I dug out from my past life... the memories between me and you
Fu Qi felt that he needed to spend a little more time waiting for the answer to this question—waiting for An Yelin, who had solved the problem, to come out of the room and see him at first sight. But the passerby who came to his side at this moment not only did not leave tactfully, but instead spoke calmly and said something unexpected.
"Boss Fu, if I say I plan to go through here to find my teammates, will you give me way?"
—It’s really hard to read the air.
Fu Qi glanced at him.
I know that An Yelin has joined a good boy band in his life. But compared to the famous Bo Jiang and Chi Jixia, I don't have much impression of this teammate of An Yelin. I once asked someone to investigate the information of Yelin's teammates. Bo Jiang's information made me wary, but Yi Wan's information was just like him - except for his good-looking face, the rest was unremarkable.
Except for one thing, he was considered An Yelin's friend. The person in charge of the investigation said that Yi Wan had a good personality and had never had a conflict with anyone.
This made Fu Qi a little more patient with me. I looked down at the man's dark eyes and said like a teacher teaching a student: "Yelin is not very convenient now. There are some things between me and you... that need to be resolved."
According to past practice, this sentence was enough to make anyone who knew what was going on leave. They tacitly agreed not to get involved in the "family affairs" between the two. Some even gossiped about their love, wept, and even took the initiative to go talk to An Yelin.
But that teammate obviously didn't understand.
"Does he feel that he is inconvenient - or do you feel that he is inconvenient?"
Although his tone was calm, his words were sharp—completely unlike what Yi Wan would say.
Fu Qi finally looked at me straight in the eye. I frowned and said, "I don't know if Ye Lin has ever mentioned me to you, but obviously, you don't know much about our relationship—"
"It's 2:45 in the afternoon. Excuse me, Mr. Fu. We are in a show now. You are the owner of this house, but you interfere with the game process. In my opinion, this is extremely unprofessional." Yi Wan said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the first variety show that An Yelin has participated in after his debut. If you really like it..."
"You should have tried to get more shots instead of tampering with the surveillance, blocking you here, wasting a precious half hour of the show, and completely ruining your first appearance."
These words were sharp and heartbreaking. But Mr. Fu smiled. He said: "I originally thought that you and Ye Lin were good friends, but it seems that you have never mentioned me to you. Yi Wan - your last name is Yi, right? I have never heard of your name before - you seem to be the last one to join Ye Lin's boy group as a substitute? I understand that people like you value this variety show, but..."
"Yelin is a different person from you. I don't have to take a variety show as seriously as you do, because I give you more. And—" Mr. Fu said, "Do you really know what you want?"
Having said this, he smiled contemptuously.
"You can't leave this group, but Ye Lin is different. You can leave at any time. As long as we are together, I will buy you the best resources. You should know what kind of power the Fu Group has. I will help you cross the difficult ladder. All the careers you want to have will not be a problem for me."
When hearing "Leave the Group", Yi Wan pinched his fingertips.
There was no anger, no hatred, but his eyes were calmer.
…
Backstage of the program team.
When Mr. Fu and Yi Wan bumped into each other, Yu Rongshi realized that this was a live broadcast accident. He ordered someone to turn off the public video, and he and his assistant went to the small room to check the situation on the computer.
Now we see it.
"So that's how it is." The assistant was completely shocked by the inside story. "It turns out that Mr. Fu and An Yelin are old acquaintances... Is Mr. Fu pursuing An Yelin? Or is he seeking a reunion? If that's the case, isn't it inappropriate for Yi Wan to disturb him?"
"… "
"In fact, I think what Mr. Fu said makes some sense. As long as Mr. Fu is here, what can An Yelin not get? By the way, speaking of the 50 million that Mr. Fu invested in the show, in exchange for his own house, maybe he also wanted to meet An Yelin... Ah, An Yelin is out."
In the camera, An Yelin finally walked out from the corner. He hunched his back and looked thin and haggard. The assistant stared at the screen: "I wonder if you guys are okay..."
The signal is lost.
assistant:?!
She turned her head and saw Yu Rong holding the unplugged data cable in her hand.
"I won't watch it anymore." Yu Rongshi said calmly, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today, and don't report it to anyone."
Assistant: “Oh, but we don’t…”
"Remember the confidentiality agreement we signed? The compensation was 30 million." Yu Rongshi smiled.
Assistant: …No more talking.
But when she was thinking about Yu Rong, why did she cover up for An Yelin? Obviously, these two people didn't look familiar.
Different from his assistant's idea, Yu Rongshi was more worried about Yi Wan than An Yelin.
Yi Wan is always blindly kind-hearted—regardless of An Yelin’s concerns and Qin Xuexin’s concerns.
I am a little worried that Fu Qi will do something bad to me.
—Maybe it’s better to go over and take a look.
…
Yi Wan watched An Yelin walk towards him.
changed. But in just twenty minutes. lowered his head, pursed his lips, his face was pale, and there were traces of crying under his eyes.
made Yi Wan feel strange.
"... Yelin." Fu Qi said hoarsely, "You have seen it."
Mr. Fu held An Yelin's wrist, and this time An Yelin did not struggle. He closed his eyes and finally carefully pulled his wrist out of his hand.
"Let me think about it." He said weakly, "Let me... think about it."
"I'll wait for you." said Fu Qi.
How touching... and makes people look forward to the subsequent reunion scenes.
Yi Wan didn't say anything. He stared at the two of them, his eyes like a dark river flowing. After An Yelin said that hurriedly, he patted Yi Wan's shoulder and motioned for them to leave together. Before turning around, Yi Wan looked at Fu Qi's mouth shape.
—You get the idea.
—You don’t understand anything about what happened between me and .
At that moment, Yi Wan seemed to hear a mocking sneer. That sneer did not come from Fu Qi, but from the sky, or from a higher level in the distance. The owner of the sneer was proud and compassionate. We tell you, what do you not understand.
As a mortal being watched by the gods, he stood in this dark and cramped house. He looked up, his dark eyes calm, but the gods' gaze did not linger on his face. They projected their gaze and will on the rest of the people. Yi Wan was just a gray backdrop in this world.
But the gray background is visible.
What did you see
The gray background is calm and friendly, yet cold and isolated. He quietly watches everything in front of him, just like God is watching his set.
Perhaps the gods and those eyes did not exist. But the background saw An Yelin at this moment.
“…Yi Wan.”
"I don't understand."
When he reached the end of the corridor, Yi Wan stopped.
"Let's give it a try." said .
"Yi Wan?" An Yelin looked at her in astonishment, "You..."
then smiled bitterly: "You guessed right. is the person who gave me flowers before. I used to... hate . My mind is in a mess now, but now..."
Yi Wan held ’s hand.
Yi Wan's palm was warm, which comforted An Yelin a little. He said, "I'm still struggling..."
"I think it's pretty good." Yi Wan said unexpectedly, "If..."
"If you just intend to take advantage of me and extract the value I owe you."
Yi Wan's words were shocking. Whether in his past life or this life, An Yelin had never heard such words from Yi Wan. His voice was like a basin of cold water, pouring on all his nerve endings in an instant.
"Yi Wan?" he said hesitantly.
But Yi Wan didn't let go yet.
"Isn't this good?" His tone was as calm as usual, and even his expression didn't change at all. "You don't have to give your heart, and you don't have to forgive betrayal. You don't have to save spoiled milk, and you don't have to force yourself to have the heart you missed. Everything you want, you can take back from you one by one."
He walked towards An Yelin, his eyes dark, and his voice became gentle in An Yelin's dazed mind: "You can get money, endorsements, and resources from me. There is only one thing, you are not begging for my compensation, or using love to exchange for my compensation. Your soul always stands on the upper hand, watching me take whatever I want from you - I can't force you to forgive, and you always maintain the independence of your soul."
"Isn't it a good plot development if the story continues like this? It's exciting and has some highlights... It's also liked by the audience."
The sound of the song is neither sad nor happy, and does not carry any emotion. It is like a statement of facts, like the audience's speech, and even has a bit of a divine quality, isolated from the human world.
But because of this extreme indifference, it seems to carry an extreme temptation.
An Yelin shuddered. He gasped for breath as if he had just woken up from a dream. Yi Wan stood beside him, watching him quietly.
After a long time, An Yelin spoke. Hesitantly, "What did you just say? I don't think I heard it clearly..."
“… failed.”
"fail?"
"Nothing." Yi Wan finally said, pausing to keep his voice calm, "You go back first - I'm going to the bathroom."
Saying this.
An Yelin returned to the crowd. Yi Wan went to the bathroom alone. He turned on the faucet like he did the previous two times and stared at himself in the mirror.
It was as if I could hear myself in the mirror making sounds.
"This is the essence of this story - we can set penalties for the occupation of property, and we can make assessments for physical injuries. For murder, arson, traffic accidents, and property theft, we can find a suitable punishment in the law code. But we cannot do that for 'love', or, rather, it is a crime named 'love'."
"Legally, no one is responsible for another person's feelings - even if that person will die because of this 'love'. So who took what, and who should pay what to redeem the other person who was owed - the measurement of equal exchange thus becomes quite ambiguous."
"And those who try to 'recover' will self-righteously believe that everything should give way to their 'recovery'."
And I…
I don't want to be an actor in your story.
They have absolute dominance over their stories.
Yi Wan stared at the mirror for a long time, then dipped his finger in water and wrote three names on the mirror.
Light crimson.
Chi Jixia.
Ding Biehan.
His fingertips lingered among the three names and finally stopped on "Ding Biehan".
"It's you." He said softly.