Mr. Su's Love Investigation Report
Chapter 211: Chinese Was Not Taught by the P.E. Teacher

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Chinese Was Not Taught by the P.E. Teacher

Fan Yue stared tearfully, acknowledging that Tu Hengsha wasn’t wrong. Whether or not Tu Hengsha harbored any resentment at the moment, she herself couldn’t get past it. She couldn’t pretend nothing had happened, and in front of Tu Hengsha, her heart wasn’t as clear as a mirror, especially since it involved her Grandma’s life.

"So, leave everything to time! Time is the best life teacher. Only it can give us the final answers, which aren’t necessarily right but are the only ones."

Nobody touched their chopsticks at that meal, at that table full of dishes.

Tu Hengsha left first, and at the restaurant door, she couldn’t help but look back. Fan Yue was still sitting in her chair, crying into the table.

She remembered that Fan Yue once said over the phone, "Little Sha, between Cui Pei and you, I’d rather choose you."

She believed that Fan Yue was sincere at the time. Their relationship had been worth it. However, back then, Fan Yue balanced friendship in one hand and love in the other. No one expected that there would really be a day when she had to make a choice.

Pledges are mostly like this.

Everyone swears as if under five thunders, sincerely. However, time passes, and things change. In the flow of time, people, as insignificant beings, are merely swept along with the tide.

So there’s no need to doubt the truth of a vow, because at the moment of promise, we were all sincere, only to change later on.

Choice is both a right and a freedom. She didn’t know if the decision was hers to make, choosing between Fan Yue and Su Ronggui, who she would choose. No matter whom she chose, it would hurt like losing an arm. Whether left or right, both are connected to the bone and flesh.

So, she understood Fan Yue choosing Cui Pei. Cui Pei was the most important person to her and would accompany her all her life, right? What right did she have to demand Fan Yue choose her? Still, it made her sad because, after all, they had walked a long, long road together. Fan Yue was different from the girl she had splashed ink on when she was young. Fortunately, they both still had very important people by their side. For the road ahead, at least someone would accompany her and someone would accompany Fan Yue, and that was enough.

Between people, there is always a goodbye, whether sooner or later.

She stood briefly at the restaurant door. The autumn wind gilded everything, drawing dust and turning the street trees into a sprawling golden waterway, glittering and seemingly endless.

Perhaps it was just the sand blurring her eyes.

A figure in a dark blue trench coat appeared suddenly in front of her. The light-gray sweater inside seemed familiar, and a faint smell of green grass filtered into her breath. She was pressed on the back of her head, her whole face buried in the soft fibers of the gray sweater.

"Let’s go," a deep voice said.

She was wrapped in the trench coat, strong arms holding her, stuffing her into the car.

"Why did you come?" She pulled out a tissue, wiped the corners of her eyes, and spoke nasally, a bit congested.

"I was afraid someone would stand foolishly and daze around, unable to find the way back."

"Nonsense!" How could she be so muddled? She had lived alone for twenty years and was practically a walking encyclopedia of life.

"Silly." He patted her hair. "Now and in the future, you can allow yourself to be a little confused. You don’t have to be so capable."

She bit her lip, her damp eyes suddenly overflowing. She lunged forward, hugging his neck, "Xiao Xu, I still have you. Thankfully, I caught you."

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Why ’caught’?"

"Just ’caught’..." she muttered quietly. Who told you to always run? Who told you not to pay attention to people since you were little?

"..." Then ’caught’ it is... "Have you eaten?"

She shook her head.

"I brought you some food." He patted her, "Get up, stop clinging to me, you can’t reach it."

"..." Did he have to ruin the atmosphere! She declared earnestly, "You definitely haven’t dated! I’m sure!"

He chuckled and retrieved a bag of food from the back seat for her, "Even when dating, you’ve got to fill your stomach. You’ve got work later!"

"Mm, Hao Ren is waiting for me." She started eating large bites.

"..." So who is ruining the atmosphere?

"How did you know I was at this restaurant?" she asked while eating. "Did you ask Yueyue?"

"Mm." He made no secret of it.

"Did you already know about Yueyue and Cui Pei?" She picked up the milk tea, realizing it was still from that place yesterday. Did he have that much time to queue?

He took it and inserted a straw for her before handing it back, "Yes."

"When did you find out?" She sipped the milk tea, warming her whole body.

He thought for a moment, "The first time I met Cui Pei, and at every meeting thereafter."

"..." She nearly choked on the milk tea, "That early? What happened at the first meeting?"

"A person’s inner desires, their eyes, their every move, reveal themselves. The first time he saw me, later with Su Rongcheng, his attitude couldn’t have been clearer."

Tu Hengsha really spluttered this time, tears streaming from her eyes from coughing.

He patted her back, puzzled, "What did I say to warrant this reaction?"

"You... you mean he..." she coughed and gasped, "said Cui Pei..."

He frowned, "What?"

"He... saw you and Su Rongcheng... desire... does he favor... you guys? Hmm, male beauty?" Certain words, she was truly embarrassed to say, stuttering, with a face that screamed, "Do you understand?"

Su Ronggui felt the urge to take apart this small head in front of him to see what’s inside, "What’s in your mind?!"

"..." She bit on the straw, feeling quite wronged, "You said it yourself... desire..."

He gritted his teeth, "Your Chinese wasn’t taught by a gym teacher! Must have been taught by yellow fiction, right? Does the word ’desire’ have only one meaning? Other than what you think, doesn’t human desire have other meanings? I was talking about the greediness of human nature! The longing for power! Status! Wealth!"

Tu Hengsha knew she was in the wrong but stubbornly continued, eating her food while murmuring, "Well, you can’t blame me... it’s just today’s atmosphere... once upon a time chrysanthemums were just flowers..."

"..." He was so angry, he coldly laughed, "Tu Hengsha, you are well-versed, huh, you even understand chrysanthemums! What do you think about all day? What do you look at every day glued to your phone? Hooligan stuff?" The day before she had accused him of being a hooligan, clearly, people see in others what is in themselves!

"No... no, I’m proper... yesterday I was at your place reading history books..." she shifted sideways in her seat, muttering complaints, "You, why are you losing your temper? I was talking serious stuff, now there’s no atmosphere."

"Oh?" His eyes coolly fixed on her, "What atmosphere? The one where chrysanthemums are not just chrysanthemums?"

"..." She decided not to speak, just eat! This person was really annoying! She had just lost a friendship, was feeling sad! Instead of comforting her, he just lost his temper randomly!