Black Lotus - Chapter 10
Wen Niannan was leaning on the wall as he slowly walked back to his hospital room. Tang Shuo walked beside Wen Niannan, excitedly telling him about the embarrassing things that had happened in high school. Wen Niannan, who had been suppressing his emotions for the past few days, suddenly felt better and showed a rare smile.
Uncle Xu, who was anxiously waiting at the door, finally heaved a sigh of relief when Wen Niannan returned.
“Mr. Wen, you’re finally back.” Uncle Xu quickly poured a glass of water and brought it to Wen Niannan.
Xu Shu noticed the man next to Wen Niannan and asked, “This is…?”
“He’s Tang Shuo, my and Yansheng’s former classmate.” Wen Niannan took the cup and sipped slowly.
“Haha, I will have to leave now since we’re already here, and it isn’t really convenient for me to stay. Here’s my phone number, let’s keep in touch in the future!” Tang Shuo took out a business card and handed it to Wen Niannan, showing his little teeth and dimples.
“Well, thanks,” said Wen Niannan, as he looked at his crescent-shaped eyes.
“Niannan, remember to contact me ah~ I haven’t seen you for so many years, and I missed a lot. The next time that you’re available, I’ll make an appointment so we can eat together,” said Tang Shuo as he shook his phone that was in his hand as if he had intentionally said it in front of Uncle Xu.
After that, he walked to the elevator, waved his hand to Wen Niannan before entering, and turned to Uncle Xu again, giving him a meaningful look.
What Wen Niannan didn’t see was that after the elevator door closed, the person inside the elevator was so excited that he almost jumped up.
Tang Shuo grinned at the number that was listed in his phone’s address book. It was really worth coming to the hospital today. He stared at the phone and smiled again.
Uncle Xu stared at the direction where Tang Shuo had left and asked, “Mr. Wen, was that the young master of Qiyue Cooperation?”
“Yeah.” Wen Niannan laid on the bed and checked the business card.
Ming Yue Music Studio. Tang Shuo had actually pursued music. Well, he had an older brother to manage their company so he was free to chase his dream.
Uncle Xu glanced at the business card that was in Wen Niannan’s hand, showing a worried look.
“Mr. Wen, it wouldn’t be good if the young master finds this. You should throw away the business card.”
“Yeah.”
In a blink of an eye, a few days have passed already and Wen Niannan was supposed to leave from the hospital. But Gu Yansheng never visited him once.
Wen Niannan still had scars on his forehead. Even though the marks were only slightly visible, he changed his hairstyle to one that could cover his forehead.
On the way back, he looked at the scattered leaves on the side of the road, and had thought about buying some autumn clothes. He drove to the mall, and when he arrived at the store he often visited, Wen Niannan noticed two familiar figures from a distance.
Gu Yansheng was shopping for clothes with Shen Luoan. He chose a beige coat for Shen Luoan to try.
“Yansheng, do you think I look good in this?” Shen Luoan frowned at the mirror.
“Well, I like seeing you wearing this color. It suits you.” Gu Yansheng walked to the mirror with a tender look in his eyes and wrapped his arms tenderly around Shen Luoan.
Wen Niannan froze in place. As he watched how intimate the two were, he felt extremely sad.
He was sent to the hospital because of his husband and that said, his husband never came to see him once. He thought it was because he’s busy with the company and couldn’t get away, but he was actually with Shen Luoan…
He has been bearing Gu Yansheng’s coldness over the past few years. He had thought for a long time that that was the real Gu Yansheng. But he realized that he was wrong after seeing how Gu Yansheng treats Shen Luoan with gentleness and care.
Shen Luoan laughed at Gu Yansheng, looked at him in the mirror, and was about to say something when his eyes caught someone.
He could see Wen Niannan’s reflection from the mirror, standing in the distance. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Edited by: UnderTheMoon