Chapter 65 Misunderstandings are like Epidemic Influenza (Part 2)

  The morning in Yincheng was cool and overcast, the sun hidden behind thick clouds. The morning sunlight flashed like a fleeting flower, only to disappear without a trace. November in Yincheng is as unpredictable as that in Jiangcheng, always changing between sunny and cloudy, hot and cold.

  Jiang Fengchen stood outside An Yiran's house, looked up at the swaying treetops blown by the wind, sighed, and walked forward to lightly press the doorbell.

  An Yi Ran quickly came over to open the door, and when she saw Jiang Feng Chen, the smile on her face immediately disappeared, replaced by a deep concern. "Feng Chen, what's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well last night?"

  Jiang Fengchen shook his head slightly, with a calm and carefree expression, "It's nothing, it's normal to lose some sleep occasionally."

  "But," An said, still looking at him with concern, "you really don't look good."

  At this time, An Yijun shouted again from inside, "Do you two have to stand at the door and keep talking? Is the scenery outside good or are you disgusted that I'm here getting in the way?"

  An Yi turned back and glared at her, scolding: "How old are you now, still so reckless and unreasonable."

  Jiang Feng chuckled lightly and said, "Yiran, let's go in and talk."

  An Yiran hastily stepped aside to let him in, laughing and saying, "It's actually me who blocked you outside the door and didn't let you in."

  Jiang Fengchen just smiled lightly and didn't speak, but An Yijun didn't give him face and said: "You only know now."

  An Yi Ran couldn't help but glare at her, "Little brat, do you have to oppose your sister before leaving just to prove your existence? You'd better leave quickly, or else I'll get annoyed just looking at you."

  "Sister, must you be like this?"

  Listening to the conversation between the sister and brother, Jiang Fengchen couldn't help but feel amused, but soon felt a little melancholic, homesickness arose, and his eyes involuntarily dimmed.

  An Yiran saw this and hastily pulled out a chair from the dinner table to invite him to sit down, "Feng Chen, come on, dinner will be ready soon."

  Jiang Fengchen squeezed out a faint smile and sat down.

  An Yi Jin leaned in close to the table, lowering his voice to express his dissatisfaction, "Brother, why do I always feel that my sister is better to you than she is to me? Look, I've never had such treatment from her, helping me pull out a chair."

  Jiang Fengchen heard the vinegar intention in An Yijun's words and couldn't help but lightly laugh, saying: "She treats you like a family member, and me like a friend. When treating friends, she is always polite. One day if she becomes polite to you, then you should really be heartbroken."

  "Really?" An Yijun raised his head and looked at An Yiran who was busy in the kitchen, asking softly.

  "Of course."

  "What are you talking about? You're so excited." An Yiran brought out a pot of soup at this time.

  An Yi Jin hastily got up and took over the pot of soup, carefully placing it on the dinner table, saying: "Of course, I'm praising your cleverness and capability."

  "Is it?" An Yi's eyes swept over An Yi Jin with a hint of skepticism.

  An Yi Jin looked embarrassed and hastily changed the subject, "Alright... I'll go help you serve the dishes!" He then quickly ran into the kitchen.

  After a busy time, it's finally time to have dinner. An Yiran raised his wine glass and said: "Come on, let's toast to our An Yiran making a big achievement!"

  Jiang Fengchen and An Yijun also picked up their wine cups, "Cheers!"

  "After dinner, An Yijun said to the two of them: 'I still have some luggage that hasn't been packed up yet, you guys chat.'"

  "Go ahead!" An Yiran waved his hand, gesturing for Jiang Fengchen to sit down. "Just now, that brainless little rascal An Yijun was here, and I couldn't ask too much. Fengchen, if you have something on your mind, you must speak out. Maybe I can help share some of the burden with you. Keeping it hidden in your heart is too hard on yourself."

  An Yiran had already spoken so sincerely, Jiang Fengchen couldn't hide it anymore, and could only tell her about the mysterious colorful message from last night and his worries in detail.

  An nodded thoughtfully for a long time before speaking, "Wind Xuan, it's not that I want to stir up trouble between you two. You've already entered society, but she's still living in that fantasy-filled school campus. There's already a gap between you two inherently. If someone were to intervene at this point, things could get really precarious between you two. It's better if you just be honest with her and clear the air now, or else who knows what kind of mess it'll become later on."

  Jiang Fengchen furrowed his brow and thought for a moment before saying, "Mm, I'll consider it."

  "Don't blame me for being nosy, after spending these days together, I really regard you as my second younger brother. I just don't want to see you unhappy."

  Upon hearing this, Jiang Fengchen was slightly moved and said: "Yiran, thank you."

  An Yiran wanted to say something, but An Yijun jumped out inappropriately and said: "Sister, where did you put the peace charm I asked for the other day? Don't say that I didn't believe it and threw it away at home without taking it with me."

  An Yiran hastily stood up, nodded at Jiang Fengchen, and walked into An Yijun's bedroom, saying: "Didn't I put it in your drawer?"

  "Not found."

  An Yiran pulled open the drawer under the table, carefully searched for a while, and finally pulled out the peace symbol from the gap, handed it to him and said, "Here."

  An Yi Jin smiled and took it over, then asked in a low voice: "Sister, shouldn't you be advising people to believe in each other at this time?"

  "Why am I saying this?"

  An Yi Jin smiled slyly and said, "Sister, you're not being very kind."

  An Yi Yan gently patted him on the head with her fist, "Pack your luggage and leave."

  Back at the rental house from An Yiran's home, it was already past 12 o'clock. Jiang Fengchen held his phone and hesitated for a long time, thinking about what An Yiran had said to him, and finally made up his mind to dial Su Yisu's number.

  Su Yisu had just finished lunch and returned to the dormitory, chatting with the people in the dormitory, when he saw Jiang Fengchen making a phone call, and hurriedly walked out of the dormitory, "Chen?"

  As soon as he heard Su Yisu's voice, Jiang Fengchen hesitated again, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Yisu, why did you go to Liu Jingliu Park with Shen Beiqiu alone? And... so intimate..."

  Upon hearing this, Su Yisu suddenly felt hurt and said disappointedly: "Jiang Fengchen, did you send someone to spy on me?"

  "I didn't!" Jiang Fengchen hastily denied.

  "So how did you know I was with Shen Bei Chou in the park? I don't think I've told you yet."

  Listening to Su Yisu's cold tone, Jiang Fengchen became even more indignant, and his tone also turned cold. "If you want to keep it a secret, don't do it in the first place."

  "It's better to be alone," Su Yisu's heart grew colder, "Jiang Fengchen, what kind of person am I in your heart? You don't even trust me? Between two people, there isn't even the most basic trust, being together is meaningless!" After saying that, she hung up the phone abruptly.

  The triangular plum blossoms in front of the building are still blooming brightly, and tears can't help but fall silently. Not having true love is a kind of sadness, haha, triangular plum, how ironic!

  The phone started vibrating violently again. Su Yisu took a deep breath, hung up the call and turned off her phone. Jiang Fengchen, go to hell!

  Lin Xiao didn't know if it was a coincidence or not, but at this time, she also walked out of the dormitory and saw Su Yisu standing in the corridor staring blankly at the backyard. She couldn't help but walk over curiously and ask: "Su, what's wrong?"

  Upon hearing Lin Wan's voice, Su Yi Su hastily wiped away her tears and stiffly smiled: "N-nothing's wrong."

  Lin Wan stared at her reddened eyes, "What did Jiang Fengchen do to you?"

  Su Yisuo smiled bitterly, "Ran, I suddenly remembered a sentence I saw in a book before."

  "What's up?"

  "Misunderstandings are like influenza, and if you're not careful, they can cross-infect."

  Hearing this, Lin Wan also roughly guessed what was going on and said: "Since you know it's a misunderstanding, why don't you explain clearly?"

  Su Yisuo suddenly turned her head and looked at her, "He doesn't believe me, why bother wasting my breath."

  Lin Lin shrugged her shoulders, "Misunderstandings are just like that, getting more and more intense."