Chapter 15.7 – Bellflower in Full Bloom
Zhou Yun Sheng still remembered how Xue Zi Xuan had flew into a rage, how he had kissed him crazily, how he had snatched the PSP from his hands, and then smashed it to pieces. At that time, he had felt very annoyed and thought that Xue Zi Xuan was making a big fuss over a minor issue. But looking back on that incident, he felt deeply moved and full of regret.
The young white man was still talking in his ear, but Zhou Yun Sheng could no longer hear him. He absently said goodbye, and then drove away quickly.
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When he got home, he turned on the computer and saw that Xue Zi Xuan had posted another message on his Weibo. It was only two words: miss you.
The attached picture showed a huge dining table with a sumptuous meal lay out. There was a hand picking up food with a pair of chopsticks and placing it into a bowl of the next seat over. But the seat in front of that bowl was empty. The person that he was waiting for was still far away.
There were replies from fans below that message. The fans had by chance unanimously all chosen the crying emoji.
“Huang Yi, your brother is calling you to go home for dinner!” One of the netizen’s heartbroken appeal was echoed by many.
Zhou Yun Sheng stared at this Weibo for more than ten minutes before hesitantly clicking the like button. Then he began to browse the news about Xue Zi Xuan.
The young man had grown more and more powerful and cold over time. He had an extremely poor reputation in the market. He was nicknamed “Cannibal” because he liked to annex companies of the same type in the process of expanding the Xue consortium. Among those annexed companies were some giants who have been all-powerful in their field.
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Two years ago, the Xue consortium was mainly engaged in the financial and real estate industies, but now it focused on machinery and heavy industry manufacturing.
Xue Zi Xuan also annexed one of the most famous automobile manufacturing companies, amu, and took over the submarine tunnel project connecting Asia and Europe. The profit of that venture was upwards of tens of billions.
[T/N: “amu” was written in English in lowercase letters in the raws.]
He was like an insatiable glutton, devouring his fancy prey one by one, wishing to extend his tentacles to every corner of the world. A certain business giant once satirized him as a nouveau riche that wanted to buy the entire world. When a reporter asked Xue Zi Xuan about this statement, he nodded blankly and agreed with this statement. That night, he posted on Weibo: The whole world can’t find you, so I can only buy the whole world.
The overbearing president’s declaration made the fantasy-loving young girls excited for several days, and also caused Xue Zi Xuan to have insomnia for half a month.
Right now, Zhou Yun Sheng was going through all of Xue Zi Xuan’s Weibo posts one by one, and reading them one by one. At the same time, his empty and lonely heart was slowly being filled with warmth.
When it was eleven or twelve o’ clock in the evening in London, in China it was already seven thirty in the morning. Xue Zi Xuan had another night of dreams. It always started from the muddy country road and ended at an endless abyss.
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He wanted to go back to the past, back to the dilapidated earthen kiln where he had first met the teenager, hold his hand, and tell him that he would protect him and love him. But even in his dreams, he could not do that. When he stretched out his hand, the youth in front of him would suddenly become far away. He chased after the youth’s disappearing form, but ended up falling into an abyss.
After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Xue Zi Xuan habitually picked up the phone and sent out a “good morning” message on his Weibo.
In the huge Xue manor, he was the only one living in it. The steward and the servants lived in a building in the corner of the backyard.
After getting dressed, Xue Zi Xuan walked down the steps. When he heard the sound of his footsteps echoing in the stairwell, the feeling of loneliness instantly struck at his heart.
He missed the teenager uncontrollably, but he was powerless to find him. The youth had hid too well, and left behind not a single trace of himself. Sometimes, Xue Zi Xuan would think desperately: Would he be able to meet the teenager within his lifetime?
Xue Zi Xuan walked across the grass, bypassed the workshop, and came to the greenhouse built two years ago. There were no precious flowers or plants in the greenhouse, except for Chinese bellflowers and even more Chinese bellflowers. Under the controlled environment of the greenhouse, the flowers have already begun to bud, and after a period of time they would be in full bloom.
He took a photo of the delicate flower buds covered with dew, posted it on Weibo, and wrote this sentence while praying and hoping in his mind: Legend has it that when the bellflower is in full bloom, happiness will come again. Please give me a chance to live a happy life again, okay?