Chapter 57:

Shen Boyan can never forget his twentieth birthday.

Heavy rain, Cheng Wenjun who was late, and birthday wishes and gifts that he had not received.

But for some reason, his twentieth birthday gift was lying on the bedside of Cheng Wenjun's old house. It traveled through time and finally appeared in front of Shen Boyan today.

Cheng Wenjun clearly prepared a gift.

But why wasn't it sent out, and why was it broken?

Why did Cheng Wenjun never pay attention to him since this broken gift?

Shen Boyan felt that his chest was filled with heavy astringency.

He breathed hard, and the buzzing in his head slowly subsided.

With so many bizarre things happening, he knew he needed to calm down.

Whether it was Meng Xinqiao's original intention or the influence of force majeure, it was obvious that he could not tell him anything about the truth.

No matter how terrifying and ridiculous the truth is, he has to figure out for himself what happened to bring him and Cheng Wenjun to where they are now.

He didn't want to live in a daze, miss things in a daze, like a fool who was kept in the dark.

Thinking of this, Shen Boyan put the box back intact in order not to alert others.

As soon as he closed the head of the bed, he heard footsteps approaching quickly.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

When Shen Boyan took a look, he saw Cheng Shunhao standing suddenly outside the door.

Cheng Shunhao's eyes were very dark, so dark that he couldn't hide even a little light. He stared straight at Shen Boyan and spoke slowly: "Boyan, why are you here?"

"Aunt Jiang Jing has something to do with Cheng Wenjun." Shen Boyan replied calmly, "I'm just going to take a rest here."

" Really?" Cheng Shunhao raised the corners of his mouth as if he was smiling.

"What's wrong with Uncle Cheng?" Shen Boyan asked.

"It's nothing." Cheng Shunhao replied.

He had no intention of opening the door: "I just wanted to see you come up alone, because I'm afraid we won't entertain you well."

Shen Boyan suddenly felt wary in his heart.

Although Cheng Shunhao has always been taciturn, it has to be said that he is more eccentric today than in previous days.

"Of course not." Shen Boyan shook his head, "This is Cheng Wenjun's room, I just need to stay for a while."

"They are almost finished." Cheng Shunhao said, "Boyan, let's go to the living room and wait."

He Don't you want me to stay here alone?

Shen Boyan understood in an instant.

He calculated in his mind and knew that the price of resistance would be relatively high, so he compromised and said, "Okay, Uncle Cheng."

Cheng Shunhao smiled weirdly again.

They went downstairs together.

Cheng Shunhao and Shen Boyan chatted sporadically. When they turned the curve of the stairs, they saw Jiang Jing and Cheng Wenjun with ugly faces.

Jiang Jing's face became even worse when she saw Shen Boyan and Cheng Shunhao staying together. Her nose was not a nose, her eyes were not eyes, and she glanced at Shen Boyan, and finally gave a haughty "hum".

Shen Boyan didn't bother to get to know her, so he just shut up and ignored her.

Cheng Wenjun didn't know what he and Jiang Jing were talking about. He seemed to be deep in thought at the moment. There was a brief silence in the hall, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while before Cheng Wenjun said as if he was waking up from a dream: "Dad, Mom, Xiaoyan and I will go back first."

"Go back." Jiang Jing crossed her arms, "Wen "Jun, please be safe when you go back."

She acted like a loving mother and arranged for the driver to take them away.

Cheng Wenjun had quite a lot of real estate in his name, but he still didn't choose Nanjing Garden. He just found a house slightly closer to Shen Boyan's school to live temporarily.

Shen Boyan packed up his few things and moved in with Cheng Wenjun like two guests. The decoration of the new residence is completely different from the original one, with a new post-modern atmosphere. Shen Boyan didn't like it very much, but Cheng Wenjun was very satisfied with this style. So be it.

It’s not home anyway.

The new residence is a little far away from the house Meng Xinqiao rented, so it may not be that easy to meet by chance.

But Meng Xinqiao did not disappear suddenly, but kept in touch with Shen Boyan on WeChat.

When Shen Boyan asked him what he was doing recently, Meng Xinqiao would usually give a vague and short answer:

[Busy dealing with company issues. ]

Then he told Shen Boyan: [Remember, no matter what happens to the company, you should not get involved. 】

Shen Boyan asked: 【What are you doing? ]

He thought Meng Xinqiao would not answer this question, but Meng Xinqiao still replied solemnly.

【Don't let him have time to attack you. 】

let him? Let Cheng Wenxiu?

Such a serious attitude and unclear words are really the style of Cheng Wenjun in the past.

Shen Boyan was somewhat used to it.

After all these years, he still feels the familiar powerlessness.

He couldn't do anything, couldn't change anything, couldn't even know anything.

But Shen Boyan has also grown up over the years.

He also learned to conceal it.

As long as he doesn't say anything, Meng Xinqiao won't know that he found his birthday gift. At the same time, Shen Boyan also contacted Fang Youhan and asked him to help find someone.

Fang Youhan became excited after hearing Shen Boyan reveal some inside information. He contacted the person very efficiently and found him out quickly.

Coincidentally, the person he was looking for happened to be in City C. So within two days, Shen Boyan made an appointment with the man in Fang Youhan's coffee shop.

On the day we met, it started to rain again.

Cheng Wenjun got up a little late that day. When Shen Boyan packed his bag and was about to go out, he called out: "Are you going out, Xiaoyan?"

"Yes." Shen Boyan nodded.

He also stayed up late these days waiting for the sound of the system. After the system was in punishment mode, it returned to its original appearance.

"Host, your strategy progress has dropped to 57%." Its voice was still weird and cold, "I hope you will continue to work hard."

Keep working hard? What more incentives should I receive?

But Cheng Wenjun, who had gone through punishment mode, became even more frightened. He tried very hard to please Shen Boyan, but Shen Boyan always maintained this cold and indifferent attitude.

He was a little anxious, and Shen Boyan could see it.

Probably because of fear of death.

"Are you going to work?" Cheng Wenjun looked at Shen Boyan, as if he wanted to exchange a few words.

"Yes." Shen Boyan had nothing to say and just replied.

Cheng Wenjun had no idea. After that thrilling day, Shen Boyan ignored him more and more.

He sat at the dining table, holding chopsticks in his hands, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Shen Boyan didn't have eyes on the back of his head, and of course he didn't see Cheng Wenjun's suddenly weird expression.

He held an umbrella and took a taxi and quickly arrived at Fang Youhan's cafe. There were not many people in the cafe in the morning, except for a man in a leather jacket, sitting on the window seat with his legs crossed and an untouched cappuccino in front of him. Is he Chi Yang?

Shen Boyan no longer has much impression of Chi Yang's appearance. He pushed the door open, and when the door hinge creaked, the man raised his head.

"Shen Boyan." The man had a short beard. He didn't look like he was under thirty years old, but he looked much older.

He looked at Shen Boyan and smiled.

Shen Boyan paused.

"Chi Yang?" he asked.

"It's me." The man put down his crossed legs.

Shen Boyan couldn't help but look him over.

Although Shen Boyan is not familiar with clothing brands, judging from the frayed and weathered jacket Chi Yang wears, he must not be doing well.

Chi Yang was also looking at Shen Boyan, with an expression of admiration and nostalgia on his face.

"Are you looking for me about what happened back then?" He said carelessly, "I know I did a lot of bad things back then, and I later realized that I was wrong."

"But..." He smiled to himself.

"Maybe it's my own fault. The family is in trouble, and all those bad things fall on me."

He looked at Shen Boyan: "You seem to be the same as before, nothing has changed."

"It's always like this. You don't like to talk and don't care about anything. It seems that no one can make your mood fluctuate. "

...Sorry, you may have misunderstood me." Shen Boyan didn't know why he gave him such an impression. I was a little embarrassed, so I could only say it dryly.

Chi Yang shrugged noncommittally: "If you say no, then it's not. Anyway, part of it was Wu Chen's fault for treating you badly at the beginning, and part of it was maybe because I wanted to attract your attention." "

But it's too stupid . , Right. You changed classes and didn’t want to talk to me anymore. I can only write you very disgusting love letters. Now that I think about it, it’s really childish.”

“I haven’t received any love letters from you.” Seeing that he was so straightforward, Boyan said straight to the point, "I didn't know about such a thing before."

"...Don't you know?"

Chi Yang was a little surprised.

But soon he said "oh" as if he suddenly understood.

"Cheng Wenjun must have taken it away," he said.

Although he had already had fantasies about this, Shen Boyan was still stunned when he heard such a firm judgment: "What?"

"It must be him." Seeing Shen Boyan's appearance, Chi Yang was stunned. He looked like he was eating something, "Do you really know nothing at all?"

"No idea at all." Shen Boyan emphasized his tone.

"Oh." Chi Yang leaned back on the chair.

Maybe he was really depressed, or maybe he really felt guilty about what happened in the past. He didn't take Joe seriously, but directly recounted the original incident.

"Once, I forgot how many times I wrote you a love letter." He recalled.

"It seemed that it was after school. When I sneaked into your class and stuffed a love letter into your desk, I looked up and saw Cheng Wenjun standing in front of me."

"To tell you the truth." He narrowed his eyes, " This man is usually good-tempered, but that moment really shocked me.

"He smiled and said a few polite words, and told me not to give it away in the future."

"Did he say anything else?" "Shen Boyan stared at him, "Aside from these things?"

"It seems to have been said." Chi Yang thought hard, "Oh, I was so angry at that time, why did he interfere with you like this? What's your business?"

"Then..." The corners of Chi Yang's mouth twitched.

"His expression, oh, his expression suddenly became very scary."

"He said to me: 'I don't think Shen Boyan wants to have any interaction with you. If you insist on doing this, you will be in school. Maybe none of the things I have done can be suppressed. '" Threat?

"I'll go." Chi Yang sneered, "Then I had no choice but to lower my head. But I still gave it to you quietly the next day, thinking he wouldn't find out."

"As a result... I framed Cheng Wen'an. The matter of cheating was immediately reported to the grade director. "

How dare I write a love letter to you? I always liked to bully those two illegitimate children during that time, and they did a lot of good things. If I drop out of school, My dad will definitely beat me to death."

He looked at Shen Boyan and said, "Look, am I right? The only one who hid my love letter was Cheng Wenjun."

Shen Boyan had mixed feelings in his heart.

He closed his eyes, confused and confused.

Chi Yang didn't mind Shen Boyan's silence, so he exaggeratedly said,

"I was still thinking about whether he still had a crush on you!"