Chapter 47: Following Nature

  Sometimes I think that's what love is all about: just a few words that can't be let go of, can't forget, and still loving you.

  Absolute love may exist, but the probability is too low.

  Wang Yan's appearance has more or less affected Fang Wenke, I don't blame her, nor do I blame him. Because love itself is a game of endless addiction and withdrawal, and besides, I was never the mastermind behind this drug trafficking case from start to finish.

  I and Zhao Jun strolled in this cool night for a long time, I forgot. We walked silently along the way, swaying gently towards the depths of the alley, aimlessly.

  I kept flipping through my phone to see if there were any missed calls or unread messages, but there weren't any.

  I resent, resent Fang Wenke for not chasing after me just now, resent the uneasy eyes of Fang Wenke at that moment, and resent him for throwing me behind his head so quickly.

  "Fang Wenke sent me a message, he asked me to settle you in the hotel first." Zhao Jun's words broke the silence.

  I looked down at my phone again, still nothing, perhaps Fang Wenke didn't know how to start a conversation with me.

  "What about him? Is he still with Wang Xing?" I asked softly.

  "He sent a message saying that his mother Fang Yun wanted to invite Wang Ying for dinner, it seems that you can't stay at his house tonight." Zhao Jun sighed and looked at me.

  "Then take me to Jiang Xiaoqiao's house! I don't dare to stay in the hotel alone." I pretended to be calm, a faint sense of loss sank heavily in my chest.

  Zhao Jun suddenly stopped and looked at me with an expression as if he was about to announce that I had already lost without a fight. "Wei Ming, I hope you're mentally prepared," he said. "Housing Wenke's feelings for Wang Yan are not just as touching as the stories say. They have many experiences that cannot be expressed in words, and perhaps cannot be surpassed."

  "That house heard Ke always why still want to be so good to me! Still want to pursue me like that!" I suddenly couldn't help but loudly shouted out, releasing the humiliation that had been endured for a whole night.

  It's clear that Zhao Jun was startled by my over-the-top reaction, but perhaps this was also within his expectations, or perhaps it was part of his plan.

  "I can guarantee that Fang Wenke genuinely likes you, but neither of us expected Wang Xing to come back."

  "So I was fooled, huh?" I slumped to the ground, my head buried deep in my arms, unable to feel tears, only pain.

  I don't know how long I had been squatting, but Zhao Jun just silently accompanied me like this. Before I could sort out my thoughts, my phone rang. I thought it was Fang Wenke, but the person on the phone was actually Liang Xue.

  "Hey! Liang Xue." I took the tissue handed to me by Zhao Jun, blew my nose, and couldn't help but have a sob in my voice.

  "Hey! Wei Ming! Come quick! Just now, a woman in her thirties suddenly came to Xiao Qiao's house and knocked on the door. As soon as she opened it, she scolded Xiao Qiao nonstop! I couldn't stop them! Xiao Qiao's parents aren't home yet, and Xiao Qiao won't let me call the police! Come quick! They're still arguing now!"

  On the other end of the phone, Liang Xue seemed like a little girl who had never seen a fierce woman fight before, and her words were filled with a sense of being at a loss. After listening to Liang Xue's description, I also dared to conclude that the woman in her thirties must be Liang Chengming's wife, Wang Tao.

  I didn't care about my own pain at this moment, and directly let Zhao Jun accompany me to Jiang Xiaoqiao's home to clean up the mess.

  The night is getting darker and darker, the engine sounds and horn sounds on the road are piercing my eardrums and making my head feel stuffy.

  I sat in the taxi, lost in thought, as my mind replayed one after another the sudden situations that had arisen, but still couldn't find a suitable way to solve the problem.

  I just let my doubts run wild and wait for things to unfold naturally.