Chapter 20 Why is it you?

The next morning, Cheng Wenjun told Shen Boyan that they would stay on the yacht for two days and one night.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyan, it's my problem." After this period of torture, Cheng Wenjun finally learned to apologize, "I didn't ask clearly in advance, I'm so sorry."

He lowered his head, looking like he really had a few questions. Sincerely.

Shen Boyan didn't want to accept it, but he didn't want to miss the cruise party, so he casually said with relief: "It's okay."

Cheng Wenjun raised his head for a second and smiled. Shen Boyan felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that expression, turned around and went back to the room.

He simply packed up and went out with Cheng Wenjun.

The yacht is parked at Blue Heron Bay in H City next door. When Cheng Wenjun arrived, the host of the banquet, Zhuang Shenling, greeted him with some warmth.

"I've finally waited for you!" He led the two of them onto the cruise ship. "Here, here is the room key -"

He raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "I have prepared a room for you, do you mind?"

"Of course." Cheng Wenjun took the room card with a smile before Shen Boyan.

"It's in the guest room area on the third floor." Zhuang Shenling patted Cheng Wenjun on the shoulder, "There are still people coming, so I'll excuse myself first." A room...

Shen Boyan still endured it after Zhuang Shenling walked away . He couldn't help but frowned.

It's not like he hasn't slept with others before. When he was in college, he shared a bed with Zhuang Shenling. But with Cheng Wenjun, especially Cheng Wenjun now... He felt uncomfortable just thinking about it. never mind.

At worst, I'll sleep on the sofa.

Shen Boyan thought as he broke the jar.

Cheng Wenjun seemed to have no idea about Shen Boyan's unhappiness. His expression was relaxed and he even looked a little happy.

Went through the corridor and found the room. Fortunately, Shen Boyan found two small beds placed side by side in the room. One by the door and one by the window. The porthole reflected the blue sea not far away.

Shen Boyan put down his things and heard Cheng Wenjun say, "Xiaoyan, do you want to go out for a walk together?"

"...Ah, okay." Shen Boyan swallowed the rejection as soon as it came to his lips.

When they got on the deck, the cruise ship was just about to leave. The sea breeze carried the salty smell, causing Shen Boyan's hair to fly messily. Amidst the howling wind, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

"...Shen Boyan!"

Shen Boyan was sure that he was not hallucinating. When he turned around, he saw Fang Shengyun standing not far away.

"Hi." Fang Shengyun raised the drink from the water bar next to him, "Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon." Shen Boyan nodded.

Fang Shengyun stepped forward: "It's just you and Cheng Wenjun. Your sister doesn't seem to come every time."

"She hasn't been on vacation yet." Shen Boyan explained, "Don't you know, she is not your father's Director of the President's Office? "

Also, Shen Boxuan probably prefers working to drinking strange raspberry red drinks on the cruise ship.

"How can I find out about her work? She thinks I'm annoying." Fang Shengyun was helpless. "My dad also thinks I'm annoying. He always thinks that I'm ignorant and incompetent. He asks me to imitate Xiao Shen every day - that's how I am. What are you learning?"

Shen Boyan thought it was funny and laughed.

"Fang Youhan didn't come either." Fang Shengyun sighed with pretense of regret, "He had a quarrel with grandpa recently."

"He can also quarrel with others." Shen Boyan was surprised.

"Well, I've seen him quarreling with his clerk several times. It's not surprising." Fang Shengyun shrugged and said in a tone of watching a good show, "His grandfather insisted that he go abroad to study for a master's degree in business, but he just wanted to He was a salty fish in his own cafe. "

The old man couldn't accept it, so he quarreled with grandpa."

"It was indeed what he would do." Shen Boyan could even imagine this scene.

Fang Shengyun took a sip of the drink and frowned sourly: "Anyway, grandpa is old and can't care about him. No, I will continue to stay in the store today."

They chatted one after another . talk. Fang Shengyun has always been a talkative character. Although Shen Boyan is relatively lacking in language, he has no intention of being silent.

But Cheng Wenjun seemed to remain silent.

He stood silently beside Shen Boyan, neither trying to talk to Fang Shengyun nor interfering in their conversation.

Shen Boyan caught a glimpse of Cheng Wenjun's hand at the seam of his trousers, pinching the hem of his clothes anxiously.

It was as if he was just a complete stranger, awkwardly not knowing how to fit into the conversation.

Just as he was talking, Fang Shengyun finally realized the existence of Cheng Wenjun.

"Why are you mute?" He bumped into Cheng Wenjun, "You haven't even farted for a long time?"

"...I'm listening." Cheng Wenjun didn't stand still, almost staggering, and even the smile he put on in a hurry was a little unbearable. .

"What hit you?" Fang Shengyun joked, "You talk less than Shen Boyan. That's not like you!"

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener does.

Shen Boyan turned around and asked, "Does he talk a lot?"

"Of course, it's not the first day you met him." Fang Shengyun looked surprised.

He patted Cheng Wenjun again: "I said you started to be taciturn after you got married. Are you saying that you are a husband and a wife?"

Cheng Wenjun smiled, gave a perfunctory answer, and changed the topic: "It's okay. By the way, this is Did you get it at the water bar?"

He pointed at the drink in Fang Shengyun's hand.

"Well, that's it." Fang Shengyun pointed, "But don't take this one, it's too sour and doesn't taste good."

Cheng Wenjun said "thank you" and turned around to go to the water bar. Shen Boyan waited there for a while, but saw that Cheng Wenjun had no intention of coming back at all. He stood far away, as if he wanted to leave.

"Go ahead." Fang Shengyun put the cup on the small round table aside.

He narrowed his eyes slightly with an incomprehensible expression: "He is hiding from me."

Shen Boyan was startled and turned to look at Fang Shengyun: "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Fang Shengyun shook his head, "I can't understand him. "

After following Cheng Wenjun, Shen Boyan's mind revolved around what Fang Shengyun said. Also recently.

Shen Boyan found that those who said Cheng Wenjun had changed would clearly express a point in time - about a month after he returned to China.

He had just settled down at University C when Wu Chen made him an inexplicable engagement. Then he and Cheng Wenjun met for the first time in many years and began to realize that something was wrong with Cheng Wenjun.

It just so happened that it coincided with this time.

The fact that these are perfectly coupled lends even more credibility to the whole thing. Is it a coincidence? Probably not. Shen Boyan thought.

He was so lost in thought that he didn't realize for a moment that Cheng Wenjun beside him had not spoken for a long time.

They walked along the coastal promenade, with the waves crashing against the sides of the boat.

Shen Boyan turned around and looked at Cheng Wenjun, only to see him with his head slightly lowered and his eyes obscured.

"Where are you going?" Shen Boyan asked.

Only then did Cheng Wenjun raise his head.

"Sorry." He smiled helplessly, "I seem a little tired, why don't we go back and rest." ... Just tired? Shen Boyan was stunned.

The scenery on the sea was very good, and he wanted to continue taking a walk. But Cheng Wenjun's expression was reluctant, as if he didn't want to stay outside at all.

"Then are you going back first?" Shen Boyan asked.

"Well...I'll go back first." Cheng Wenjun hesitated and replied, "Let's meet again in the evening."...

Cheng Wenjun turned and left.

He walked quickly and disappeared around the corner. Shen Boyan withdrew his gaze and looked at the sea level in the distance.

The wind was a bit strong, so he stood for a while and then returned to the boat. The cruise ship arranged by Zhuang Shenling is equipped with all entertainment facilities. The bar is not open yet, but there are already some people gathering in the restaurant for afternoon tea.

Shen Boyan found a seat by the window and sat down, randomly selected an afternoon tea set, and then stared at the sea view alone.

He was busy studying in high school and busy applying for schools abroad in college. Even when I was studying in country A, I was tortured by difficult and obscure professional knowledge and had no personal space.

Therefore, even after staying there for several years, Shen Boyan almost never traveled, and never even left the state where his school was located.

But even though his life is so fixed, he rarely makes friends.

Occasionally, friends from China would come to see him, such as Shen Poxuan and Fang Youhan. Even Fang Shengyun, who also studied in country A for a period of time, came to see him several times.

There is no Cheng Wenjun.

Shen Boyan's thoughts wandered for a while, then returned to the sea in front of him.

The sea is so deep and vast that you can't see the bottom at a glance.

Just like most people in this world.

But logically speaking, no one dislikes beautiful scenery, and Shen Boyan is no exception.

The waiter brought what he ordered - a plate of exquisite cakes, a cup of coffee, and some desserts that Shen Boyan couldn't name.

He stopped thinking about the things that would make him feel strange, picked up the coffee and drank it.

The warm coffee went all the way down from his throat to his stomach, and his body, which had been chilled by the sea breeze, finally regained some consciousness.

"Shen Boyan?" Suddenly someone called his name again.

Shen Boyan was startled.

When did he become so popular that he could meet people he knew wherever he went?

"I didn't expect you to come here." The man's tone was natural and familiar, "Can I sit here?"

Shen Boyan saw the man pointing to the seat opposite him.

"Okay." He nodded.

So Meng Xinqiao sat down generously, pulled out the menu on the side and started to browse.

"Which package did you choose?"

He asked with a smile: "I will choose the same one as you."