72. Xiao Wen Watching the Drama Online
“Man?” Wen Han was puzzled.
“Yes.” Zhao Mengsheng nodded. “I want to make up for the regrets I missed out on. I want to find that person who has been haunting my dreams even when I was abroad. That’s why no matter how much money I could have earned in Financial Street, I still decided to come back.”
If not for the information I saw about you being kicked out of Financial Street and laughed at for failing your English, making you unable to stay abroad and return home, I almost believed it.
But Wen Han suddenly trembled, as if she understood something but dared not face it: “That person… Mengsheng, let’s not talk about this anymore.”
“That person is you,” Zhao Mengsheng said with deep emotion. “Wen Han, actually, I didn’t ignore you before. I always liked you, but I… I was too shy!”
Are you referring to the part where you claimed to sleep with female students every day?
“Wen Han, I was really shy back then, so I couldn’t bring myself to break that barrier with you. I thought it was just a momentary infatuation, but after going abroad… I realized I wanted you even more.”
Are you referring to the part where you claimed to go out every night, taking advantage of foreign women’s curiosity and collecting one-night stands?
“I’ve wanted to say this for a long time!”
Must have been quite a challenge to fabricate all that.
“I can’t hold back any longer. If I don’t tell you now… I feel like I might die.”
Just die already, I’m still waiting for the 200,000 yuan!
“Wen Han!” Zhao Mengsheng opened his eyes, his Adam’s apple moving. “I know this is sudden because you don’t know how much I think about you day and night. I like you… I don’t care about your past or if you had children, because I like you!”
Of course, you would say such sweet things before pursuing someone.
It’s just about sleeping, not becoming a wife, so naturally you wouldn’t mind.
Wen Han sneered inwardly, her face looking shocked and bewildered.
At that moment, panic and youthful heartache seemed to overwhelm her again.
Wen Han hurriedly said, “Mengsheng, we… let’s not talk about this now, okay?”
“You’re lying to me,” Zhao Mengsheng muttered. “You lied to me saying you had someone you liked, but you didn’t. Wen Han, I feel sorry for you, and it’s all my fault!”
He suddenly stared straight at Wen Han: “Let me make up for the past mistakes and missed opportunities, okay?”
“I…”
Hmph!
If I hadn’t been a man before, I might have really been fooled by your sweet words.
Wen Han closed her eyes, shook her head for a long time, and then sighed deeply: “Mengsheng, I’ve lost the ability to love. I don’t want to love anymore.”
“Why?”
Because you’ve already confessed, now the initiative is in my hands.
Oh… So I can slowly torment you, right?
“Because…” Wen Han squeezed out a tear. “It hurts… It really hurts!”
Whoosh!
A car flashed by, revealing their faces to each other.
Another rejection from Wen Han drove Zhao Mengsheng crazy.
But the harder-to-get woman made him even more restless.
Especially since Wen Han seemed close to being won over, obviously close to being won over!
Just one step away, how could he give up?!!!
“I really like you,” he blurted out, eager to continue his confession. “I will protect you, please believe me.”
“I find it hard to trust men’s words anymore,” Wen Han shook her head.
However, she wouldn’t completely reject him.
Tease them by refusing seven parts and leaving three.
So she immediately lifted her head: “If…” Wen Han suddenly stopped.
“What if?” Zhao Mengsheng suddenly seized the opportunity and quickly asked.
Wen Han silently shook her head: “Nothing, I wasn’t… forget it.”
She suddenly stood up, smiling slightly: “Mengsheng, thank you. I know you’re only saying this to comfort me today… But I don’t like this kind of joke, I want to go home.”
Zhao Mengsheng quickly stood up: “Wen Han, wait.”
“Just leave it at that, I don’t want to talk anymore,” Wen Han shook her head. “Maybe once I regain the ability to love… No, I’m rambling again.”
“You—”
“Mengsheng, thank you.”
She looked at him with gratitude and reluctance.
It’s like hoping for something but forcing herself not to hope.
Wen Han hesitantly hailed a taxi, disappearing under Zhao Mengsheng’s hesitant gaze.
“I… huh?”
With Wen Han gone, she no longer needed to be so emotional, leaving only resentment and regret.
But Zhao Mengsheng suddenly noticed something on the ground.
“It’s Wen Han’s?”
He knelt down in confusion, picking up the wallet in his hand.
There was nothing inside except a few scattered bills.
Besides that, there was…
“A photo?”
Zhao Mengsheng pulled out the photo, flipping it over.
On it was a candid shot of himself from school days.
“!!!”
…
“Hello, take me to the Snack Street in Star River City.”
After getting in the car, Wen Han picked up her phone and glanced at it.
The panic, shyness, and reluctance from earlier vanished instantly, leaving only her cold and elegant demeanor.
Scanning around, she finally replied to Zhou Bin who had asked about her leg injury, then looked out the window, soon seeing familiar sights.
…
“Mua! This taro is really fragrant~”
After strolling through the snack street for an hour or two.
Wen Han, who moved leisurely, ate her fill and held several bags of snacks, wandering back to the Sports Park.
“Huh? Everyone’s gone?”
Looking at the empty Sports Park, she checked her watch.
“Ten thirty? Those two… hehe, although it’s odd, I guess they’re still playing.”
She could grasp about three-tenths of their personalities.
For example, Su Zeheng, he’s rather traditional and righteous, and he’s particularly silly around girls, but very serious when doing important things.
As for Lin Wuju, he’s more carefree, rarely showing emotions, as if he has none, and is inscrutable.
Given these two…
Crack! Crack! Crack!
After walking for a few minutes, Wen Han heard familiar sounds.
“Sure enough~” She grinned, walking through the grass to sit on a stone bench.
She munched on skewers while sipping milk tea, happily watching the two of them drenched in sweat, going back and forth.
Watching sports is like participating in them.
“On the court, Lin Wuju quickly dodged. ‘Su Zeheng, I’ll only let Zhou Bin off if you win me.’”
Crack!
On the other side, Su Zeheng retaliated quickly: “I won’t bet with a demon like you!”
Crack!
Their clothes were already soaked, and they were dripping with sweat.
Wen Han enjoyed the breeze, glancing at Su Zeheng.
Not betting with a demon?… It seems I’ve taken on a different place in Su Zeheng’s heart, maybe he hasn’t realized it yet.
She smiled coldly, stuffing her colored socks into her shoes and sitting cross-legged barefoot.
Crack!
Just as she raised her head, she suddenly saw them playing faster and more intensely.
It was unclear whether it was because no one else was watching or because they were getting carried away.
In the end, Lin Wuju hit a ball, causing lightning to strike the court!
Opposite, Su Zeheng squinted and quickly returned the shot.
A ball of flame immediately expanded, almost engulfing the entire court in flames.
Buzz…
The badminton was violently shaking, suspended in mid-air, caught between the flames and lightning.
Su Zeheng and Lin Wuju exchanged a glance and then rushed forward.
Their rackets struck the shuttlecock with force at the same time.
Boom!
Wen Han looked up, only to see their rackets and the shuttlecock explode into gray smoke.
She yawned, lowering her head to continue searching for food in her bag.
At the same time, Su Zeheng and the others suddenly noticed her, turning slowly to look.
