It was dark, and Zhou Xuan sat there blankly. The night was deep.
September nights in New York are still cold, but Zhou Xuan doesn't feel cold and just sits there blankly.
Suddenly, a can of coffee was handed to me.
Zhou Xuan looked up. Wei Xiaojing's face was still red from the cold, but she held out the can of coffee to him: "Drink it, it's hot!"
Zhou Xuan shook his head and said, "You drink it yourself, I won't. And," staring at Wei Xiao, Qing added, "Go find a hotel to stay in, don't follow me around here!"
Wei Xiaoqing remained silent, then sat down a meter away from Zhou Xuan, placed the coffee at her feet, cupped her face in her hands, and rested her head on her knees. Her eyes were fixed on the tips of her shoes. Seeing that Wei Xiaoqing was so stubborn and wouldn't listen to reason, Zhou Xuan stopped paying attention to her. The two of them sat blankly on the stone steps in front of the door, not saying a word.
It was late at night, and there seemed to be fog. A chill swept over them, but Zhou Xuan felt no cold as the icy air flowed naturally in his left hand. He then turned his head to look at Wei Xiaoqing.
But Wei Xiaoqing was shivering from the cold, and even under the streetlights, you could clearly see a thin layer of glistening dew on her head!
Although I was angry at Wei Xiaoqing's willfulness, when I thought about it from another perspective, hadn't I done the same for Fu Ying? Wei Xiaoqing, a beautiful young lady from a wealthy family, was willing to suffer for me. Even if I didn't like her, how could I not feel sympathy?
Zhou Xuan sighed softly, took off his coat, stood up, and gently draped it over Wei Xiaoqing's shoulders. This coat could only serve a purpose; it couldn't truly ward off the chill.
Zhou Xuan then channeled his icy energy into Wei Xiaoqing, circulating it back and forth several times.
Wei Xiaoqing was much better now. Her body stopped trembling, and she fell asleep sweetly with her face resting on her hands and her knees.
It was a long and arduous wait until dawn, as one might expect. Given the wealth and power of the Fu family, they must have had many business associates, but from morning till noon, not a single person came. The main gate remained closed, and no one went in or out.
Zhou Xuan found it strange that no one was coming or going from the Fu family home. Even if no outsiders came, did his entire family of over a dozen people not eat or drink? At least the eldest sister-in-law would buy groceries, right?
But then I thought, maybe the groceries they bought before were enough for a few days. But it's a bit strange that so many people aren't going out. Are they trying to keep me out?
However, no matter what, he would not leave until he met Fu Ying and figured things out.
Zhou Xuan himself didn't feel anything because he wasn't eating or drinking, but Wei Xiaoqing was also not eating or drinking with him. Looking at Wei Xiaoqing's slightly pale face, her expression was also very haggard.
Zhou Xuan was both angry and pitying. He said in a low voice, "Xiao Qing, what did you tell me? I told you not to follow me, I told you to go away, and you—what are you doing? Even if Yingying hadn't come out yet, she'd be angry if she saw you following me!"
Wei Xiaoqing bit her lower lip and remained silent for a while before saying, "Who told you not to let me rest easy? If you're eating and drinking, of course I won't follow you!"
Zhou Xuan was both angry and helpless. After a long while, he waved his hand and said, "You—you get out of the way!"
Wei Xiaoqing, still fuming, walked to a spot five or six meters away from Zhou Xuan and sat down, ignoring him completely. She looked away, sulking.
As evening approached, Zhou Xuan sat there blankly, and the Fu family's gate remained unopened.
Wei Xiaoqing noticed that Zhou Xuan's lips were chapped. Unable to bear it any longer, she went and bought two boxed lunches and two bottles of water, handing him one of the boxed lunches.
Zhou Xuan shook his head and said no, he had no appetite at all, how could he eat!
Wei Xiaoqing placed both golden rice bowls on the stone steps. Then she handed water to Zhou Xuan, who still impatiently shook his head.
Wei Xiaoqing put the water and the boxed lunch together. She also put the can of coffee from last night. She sat down, staring at the items for a moment, then tears streamed down her face.
Another cold night passed by. Although Zhou Xuan ignored Wei Xiaoqing, he still secretly used ice to keep her warm during the night, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
The next morning around nine o'clock, the woman finally opened the door, but then closed it and left. She glanced at Zhou Xuan, shook her head, sighed, and said nothing. "Chuan," she said, carefully bringing the fork back. Huai Zhen was indeed buying vegetables, but Zhou Xue noticed she only carried a small amount: just some fresh lettuce leaves. This amount of vegetables was probably only enough for one or two people. Could it be that there really wasn't anyone from the Fu family?
Although Zhou Xuan felt something was strange, the woman didn't give him a chance. After opening the door and going in, she immediately closed it again.
Wei Xiaoqing walked shakily to Zhou Xuan's side and said, "I beg you, can you eat something? Even if you don't eat, can you at least drink some water?"
Zhou Xuan waited for two days and nights, his heart felt like it was about to explode, his mind racing with worry for Fu Ying. What exactly happened?
He ignored Wei Xiaoqing's pleas as if they were nothing.
Another day passed, and evening fell. Zhou Xuan looked at Wei Xiaoqing, feeling both angry and resentful, yet helpless. How could a girl like her compare to him? After thinking for a moment, he went over to her, took a glass of water, and handed it to her, gently saying, "Xiaoqing, have some water!"
Wei Xiaoqing looked somewhat dazed, and after a moment of surprise, she recognized Zhou Xuan. She then stubbornly shook her head and said, "If you eat, I'll eat; if you drink, I'll drink. Or we can go back together!"
Zhou Xuan was so angry that he threw down the water bottle, wanting to punch someone. But Wei Xiaoqing's pale and haggard appearance made him anxious, and of all times, she had to come and cause trouble!
If Zhou Xuan hadn't possessed icy energy, he would have collapsed from exhaustion over the past few days and nights. Wei Xiao and Qing, lacking supernatural abilities and being delicate girls themselves, would hardly have been able to hold on.
It's dawn!
As Zhou Xuan hesitated about whether to take Wei Xiaoqing away to get something to eat, he suddenly heard a noise at the front door. Then the door opened.
It was the same woman who came out. Zhou Xuan guessed that she was probably still going to buy groceries so early, but she walked straight towards him.
Zhou Xuan immediately tensed up and quickly stood up to look at her.
The woman took out a cell phone, dialed a number, and handed it to Zhou Xuan after the call connected.
Although she didn't speak, Zhou Xuan suddenly realized that this phone call was very likely from Fu Ying!
My hand trembled slightly before I took the phone. I put it to my ear and said, "Hello," but the sound was hoarse. I quickly repeated it, and this time I managed to speak, but my voice was clearly raspy.
There was a long silence on the phone before a calm voice said, "Zhou Xuan, it's me!"
The tone was calm, but Zhou Xuan felt as if he had been electrocuted. That voice belonged to Fu Ying, his Yingying!
"Yingying, why did you leave?" Zhou Xuan said, his throat tightening with emotion.
Fu Ying paused noticeably for a moment, then sighed and said, "Zhou Xuan, forget about me. We can't be together. Maybe Xiao Qing is more suitable for you. Treat Xiao Qing well!"
With veins bulging on her forehead, Shuai Xuan shouted, "I don't want anyone but you!" But all she heard was a dial tone; Fu Ying had already hung up!
Zhou Xuan paused for a moment, then dialed back. The other party's phone was switched off, and although he couldn't understand English, it was the same situation as in China—the phone was switched off, and the conversation went from Mandarin to English. He'd heard that voice many times before.
The woman took the phone back from him and said, "Now you should give up, right? Young man, go back. There's no point in staying any longer. Besides, our young lady isn't even in America!"