Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)
Part Nineteen – translated by Trespasserby (proofread by EvlNabiki, Erro, C/E edited by lucathia)
“What about you?” Bai Xue Chen asked. Seeing Lin Jian Yin’s confused look, he supplied, “Did you complete your initial objective? Didn’t you go to find the God ‘n Devil antique store because of that impulsive mouth of yours?”
Lin Jian Yin froze. He’d really forgotten the reason he’d gone to find the antique store. He hesitated, then shook his head, remembering that he’d told God Charity that he didn’t want to change. So after that, why the hell had he bought the Nintendo? He didn’t even remember if he had paid or not.
Bai Xue Chen said vaguely, “Well, it doesn’t really matter. Your sharp tongue is one of your defining traits. If you really did change, then I would really have to wonder whether you were actually Lin Jian Yin.”
Lin Jian Yin rolled his eyes at his best friend.
Bai Xue Chen ignored the eye roll and smiled as he said, “However, your mood has recently gotten less gloomy. Furthermore, although you chased your manager away yesterday, she obviously doesn’t intend to resign, and even seems to be in a pretty good mood today. Given the fact that she has already been chased away once and still greeted you in the supermarket as if nothing had happened, this girl is more resilient than a cockroach.”
“Don’t call her a cockroach,” Lin Jian Yin rebuked unhappily.
Bai Xue Chen had suddenly been scolded, but he didn’t feel angry in the slightest. On the contrary, his good friend’s sudden change piqued his interest. He was about to poke fun at Lin Jian Yin, but the sudden opening of the shop doors prevented him from doing so. They both turned their heads to look and saw an elegantly dressed Yue Lan walk in.
“Yue Lan? Why are you alone?” Bai Xue Chen looked around but didn’t see Ye Meng Ling.
Seeing that Lin Jian Yin was also present, Yue Lan replied somewhat hesitantly, “Meng Ling met an acquaintance and was dragged away to go drink tea. So I came back by myself.”
“Who did she meet?”
Lin Jian Yin had a strongly uneasy feeling in his heart. If the person were just an acquaintance, Meng Ling would definitely not have sent Yue Lan back by herself. It was more likely that all three of them would have gone and drunk tea together.
Hearing this reply, Yue Lan was startled. In distress, she looked toward Bai Xue Chen. He held her gently and said softly, “Don’t worry. Go ahead and say it.”
“Meng Ling said he was her ex-boyfriend. They were only reminiscing! Really!” Yue Lan answered cautiously. At the same time, she carefully observed Lin Jian Yin’s reaction. If he looked unhappy, she would defend her new friend to the death.
Ex-boyfriend? The memory of that time at the supermarket, when that couple had hurt Meng with their words, suddenly surfaced in Lin Jian Yin’s mind. When Lin Jian Yin had begun arguing with that woman, the man had just stood off to the side, not daring to say a word.
Why has he searched out Meng? Lin Jian Yin felt a sense of foreboding surface in his heart. Maybe that woman is instigating something. Could she be taking revenge?
At that thought, Lin Jian Yin hurriedly asked, “Do you know where they went?”
Hearing Lin Jian Yin say this, the other two both smiled mysteriously. Yue Lan answered thoroughly, “They only went to the Starbucks two streets away. It’s not easy to park there, so you should walk. We walked there to shop just now.”
“Got it.” Lin Jian Yin threw open the door, not even saying goodbye as he ran off.
Bai Xue Chen blinked and asked mischievously, “Take a guess. This June, do you think we could be having a double wedding?”
Yue Lan blushed and gazed affectionately at her beloved. Then she looked toward the door with some worry. “But Meng Ling is very reserved and timid when it comes to love.”
“Don’t worry. Lin Jian Yin is the most direct person I’ve ever seen.” The smile on Bai Xue Chen’s face grew brighter and brighter.
“The most direct versus the most reserved. I wonder who will win this tug of war.” Bai Xue Chen raised his eyebrows. “I’m inclined to bet on the unwaveringly bad temper of my long-time friend.”
Lin Jian Yin sprinted the whole way, images of Meng’s crying face flashing through his mind. At each one, his footsteps sped up. Reaching the second street, he was just in time to see the back of a familiar figure about to step into someone’s car.
Still running, he roared, “Ye Meng Ling!”
She turned her head to look, clearly shocked. She didn’t know why, but seeing Lin Jian Yin running over made her feel guilty. In her panic, she clambered into the car and urged the man in the driver’s seat to hurry and leave. The man was surprised, but he floored the accelerator, and the car sped away.
Lin Jian Yin never expected that woman to hear him shouting and then run away with someone else, when he had actually come to save her. Anger sprang up in his heart.
“Ye Meng Ling, how dare you run away?” Lin Jian Yin’s eyes narrowed dangerously.