Deluge - Chapter 27

[Chapter 27]

When Xu Juan left the house, the sun was shining outside.

The September breeze was blowing all over the city, and his car had no choice but to drift out with the wind.

He didn’t expect that he would quarrel with Pei Yu.

What had he been thinking about in advance? He didn’t seem to think about anything, he really didn’t take Pei Yu seriously, he wasn’t afraid that Pei Yu would get angry, and he didn’t think that Pei Yu’s reaction would have too much impact on him, so he said it very directly, rather than discussing it with Pei Yu , it would be better to say that Pei Yu was notified.

But it was reasonable for Pei Yu to refuse. He knew that Pei Yu was an upright person and could not tolerate sand in his eyes.

Then why did he dare to challenge Pei Yu?

Maybe he is more confident subconsciously, thinking that he can coax the simple teacher Pei by saying a few sweet words.

Indeed, Pei Yu didn’t get angry with him in the end.

It was a fool who was dazzled by love, and he tried to persuade him to give up his incorrect practices, be a good man, and return to the right path.

Xu Juan laughed.

He often feels very confused and can’t understand, why can one person love another person so much?

Pei Yu is not the first person to love him.

He has a very good skin, and a very prestigious family background. Isn’t that what people in this era are like? Either look at the face or worship the money, he happens to have both, and he doesn’t joke that, on his terms, he doesn’t need to do anything when he debuts as a star, just hang up his photos and introductions, and spend some money on marketing to attract people. Lots of people who love him.

But what do they love?

Xu Juan didn’t even understand.

He also looks at faces and likes beautiful women, but sex is just a pastime for him. Like watching movies and playing cards, it is a part of spiritual entertainment.

Maybe someone else loves him, and the same goes for him.

Everyone, let’s have fun with each other, no one needs to take it too seriously, isn’t it over to be happy?

Is it the same for Pei Yu?

Certainly not, Pei Yu will not take him for entertainment subjectively, but from the objective results, Pei Yu loves him, can it be called true love?

Even he is a fake, how can love be true?

Having said that, why should he care about these things? He refuses to disguise others and asks them to love him. He thinks too beautifully.

However, doesn’t the happiness of people come from “thinking beautifully”?

Xu Juan’s heart was in chaos, and there was a hint of sobriety in the chaos.

He knows very well that what really pokes his sore spot is not about love or not. How much is love worth? He didn’t invest himself, so where did the losses come from?

What embarrassed him was that it turned out that Pei Yu knew everything. He thought that his image in front of Pei Yu was perfect, but he was actually seen through by others. Sezu.

– What a fool.

Xu Juan didn’t know what he was doing in front of Pei Yu, and he even regarded Pei Yu as a fool. In fact, the way Pei Yu looked at him might be similar to how he looked at Guo Shao.

Incompetent men have fragile self-esteem.

The more empty he is inside, the more vulnerable his self-esteem is. Xu Juan now understands that he is indeed so, no matter how handsome and flawless his appearance is, he is all paper.

He didn’t want to see Pei Yu anymore.

At least this moment.

Xu Juan stopped by the roadside and went to the supermarket to buy a pack of cigarettes.

He generally does not smoke, mainly because the smell of cigarettes is too sticky, but compared with alcoholism, the lethality of cigarettes is less.

Look how good he is to himself.

If you are in a bad mood to vent, you have to choose a way that is not so hurtful. He loves himself more, no one loves Xu Juan more than Xu Juan.

But he didn’t understand, what was there about Xu Juan worthy of being loved? Except for the money that doesn’t belong to him, except for the beautiful skin that will fade away with time, is there anything else?

Outsiders don’t mention it, even at home, he is the child that his parents dislike the most, who is to blame?

It’s never been an unfair fate.

It was his own choice to get to where he is today.

Is this a failure? Xu Juan didn’t know.

At this moment, he knew what he was thinking, and it seemed that he didn’t know anything, and it was not important anymore. In his heart, no one or anything could be called important. In fact, he was a person without desire.

He stood by the roadside smoking a cigarette all afternoon.

When it was getting dark, the phone rang, and Xu Juan’s eyelids jumped with the vibration. He slowly took out the phone and looked down to see that it was Hou Shijie’s phone.

“Brother, what are you doing at night, come out to play?” On the other end of the call, the music was loud, and Hou Shijie didn’t know where he was going. It’s my birthday! Come all night! I have a few girls here, they are so beautiful! Can’t come, bro!”

“…”

Xu Juan was thinking about life, almost becoming a fairy, and was suddenly sprayed with a familiar look of extravagance and corruption The smell of red dust, almost choked.

“No.” He said sullenly, “You guys are playing, I’m a little tired.”

“Oh, that’s fine, you rest early, don’t you have a birthday party tomorrow? It’s also physical labor–ah, no, it’s only now. It’s not even seven o’clock, you rest so early?!” Hou Shijie was startled, and Xu Juan’s ears hurt when he yelled.

Xu Juan was too lazy to pay any attention to him, so he just hung up the phone.

It is strange to say that he and Hou Shijie grew up together. He is better than Hou Shijie in every aspect, but it is difficult for Xu Juan to say which of the two of them has a more dashing life.

why?

Because Hou Shijie is content and always happy?

He is quite content now, right? Maybe not completely? He should completely go with the flow and not force anyone or anything, since he doesn’t care anyway.

For example, Pei Yu, Pei Yu loves to say whatever he wants. If he is unhappy, it is a big deal to change another object. Anyway, he will never lack the next one.

The next one is even better.

Xu Juan exhaled a smoke ring and squatted down slowly.

He was a little tired.

I just drove aimlessly and didn’t notice where I parked when I got out of the car.

At this time, when night fell, he was wearing expensive clothes, but he was squatting under a street lamp with a cigarette in his mouth like a street gangster. He looked around by the dim light, and it seemed that this place was near Qingjing Garden.

Xu Juan was stunned, the memory of the last time he came to Qingjingyuan was suddenly awakened.

That day was the second time he saw Pei Yu.

At that time, Pei Yu stepped on the trap and got into his car.

During that short drive, Xu Juan quietly observed Pei Yu’s expression while driving carelessly. Then he sent Pei Yu to Qingjing Garden. In the evening, he met a drunk Pei Yu at the door of the hotel and sent Pei Yu home. , wrote a “Orchid Pavilion Collection” for Pei Yu, and borrowed Pei Yu’s clothes –

a month is too short.

Everything that happened a month ago is still yesterday.

Yesterday he said to Pei Yu, “Have you heard the story of Youhu borrowing an umbrella?”

Today the umbrella was gone, and Bai Suzhen was imprisoned under the Leifeng Pagoda, thinking, Xu Xian is nothing, she keeps a good demon and does not do anything , I want to go to the water to flood the golden mountains, and it ends up like this, is it worth it?

Xu Xian may also be thinking, what kind of thing she is, a snake demon, just close it.

Xu Juan couldn’t help but laugh.

Laughing and laughing, the last cigarette has been smoked, and the whole box is empty.

Xu Juan finally decided to go home.

It was his home, and there was no reason not to go back.

Moreover, after so long, the house must have been empty-he did so much, the clay figurine was still a little angry, not to mention Pei Yu?

Xu Juan stood up from under the street light, walked back to where he had parked, got into the car, and drove home.

When people are in a bad mood, they are most afraid of hitting a special day.

For example, during the New Year and festivals, everyone is happy, and if you are unhappy, the unhappy one is set off into two points, and the same is true for birthdays.

Xu Juan had never had such a frustrating birthday. Although it wasn’t even twelve o’clock, strictly speaking, it was not a birthday.

But it’s almost there.

On his way home, he passed a snack street, got out of the car and bought something to eat, and the wind was blowing on the side of the road.

He intentionally procrastinated, what?

It may feel that Pei Yu is still there, maybe still, that’s a bit embarrassing.

But, frankly, if Pei Yu really left, it wouldn’t make him happy either.

Xu Juan didn’t really want to verify the result of Pei Yu’s presence or absence, but sooner or later he would have to go home.

He dragged it into the night.

At about 11:50, Xu Juan finally drove the car back to his garage.

The courtyard was pitch black.

The whole villa was immersed in darkness, and not a single light was on.

Xu Juan held her breath, opened the door, and turned on the light.

The bedroom door was open, and the study door was also open – no one, Pei Yu really left.

Xu Juan breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the time on the phone: “Okay, wish me a happy birthday.”

[End of This Chapter]