MTL - Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub-Chapter 574 Extra: Lone Wolf VS Orange Cat (End)
Chapter 574 Extra Story: Lone Wolf VS Orange Cat (End)
Back to the apartment where I usually live for a short time, it is already one o'clock in the morning.
Open the door and walk into the living room, the bay window is still brightly lit, even if the light is not turned on, the hall is still brightly illuminated by the light from outside.
Yanqin put the Minnie doll he bought on the sofa and sat down.
The lights are not turned on.
When people are in the dark, their heads will be more awake and rational than usual.
Thinking of Jiang Yiqiu's blessing, he let out a short chuckle.
Meijuan? love each other?
He never told anyone that he never actually believed in love.
At the beginning, when he was obsessed with liking, and exhausted all means to get it, what he believed in was not love, but Song Yueliang.
I believe that once she falls in love with someone, she will be determined, will never leave, and will depend on blessings and misfortunes.
He loves her courage and persistence, and even in the end, he became one of the moths flying to the flame.
He didn't regret it.
It's just that he is not the lucky one who is favored by her.
Sitting quietly for a while, Yanqin got up and went back to his room to take a shower when the movement of the fireworks outside the window gradually subsided.
Walking out of the bathroom, the night was even later, but I still didn't feel sleepy at all.
Yanqin sat down in front of the desk, turned on the lamp on the desk, and took out a simple and exquisite square box from the hidden drawer below.
Open it, and there are a few photos lying quietly inside.
The background of the photo is a secluded corner of the banquet hall, the light is dim and hazy.
In the ambiguous atmosphere, the tall and handsome man locked the woman between his arms and the wall, his head drooping slightly, and the sense of oppression and aggression was so strong that it almost came out through the paper.
In his arms, the woman only showed a small square of snow-white delicate chin, down to her slender neck, and a black tube top evening dress wrapped her graceful figure.
The desk lamp on the desk emitted a warm yellow light, illuminating the man's dazed eyes.
Yanqin raised his slender fingers lightly, and moved towards the woman in the photo who didn't show her true face, and just before touching her, he restrained himself from retracting it.
This is a photo he asked someone to take at the Song Family Reception many years ago. At that time, he was obsessed with madness.
That was the closest he was to her.
He exhausted all his restraint to suppress the throbbing in his heart, but the way she looked at him, outside the camera, was full of disgust.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Yanqin raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently.
Now, just hiding pictures of her like this seems like sacrilege.
Putting the ashtray at the corner of the table, Yanqin flicked the lighter, lit those photos one by one, and watched them turn into ashes before his eyes.
The past should be like smoke.
Some people have things that I can only remember from the bottom of my heart.
Yanqin never thought of himself as a dedicated person.
It's just that he has an extreme personality and extreme emotions.
All his emotions belonging to normal people have been exhausted after he was young and crazy, and there is no more.
Like a lone wolf, if you lose your favorite, you will never love again.
Even if he tries hard to make himself try like a normal person, it won't help.
Heart doesn't throb at all.
Years later, after Yanqin reported to Yanhuai, he handed over the cooperation plan with Jiang to another department of the company for overall planning.
In this way, he almost lost contact with the Jiang family.
A few months later, before leaving get off work, Yanqin received a call from Jiang Yiqiu.
"Mr. Yan, you must be happy." The other party only had a short sentence.
Yan Qin hummed, thanked him, and apologized.
Many things don't need to be said clearly, we know each other well.
He saw Jiang Yiqiu's mind, and after confirming that he was helpless, he chose this way to stay away and break the intersection.
Many years later, the man's temples have turned white, and he still looks radiant and demeanor when he appears on TV, but his breath is more restrained and deep, and he is full of aura when he raises his eyes.
A female reporter rushed to the front with a microphone in hand to conduct an interview.
"Mr. Yan, there are many rumors that you have been single for decades. You have taken over Yan's status for many years and have been unshakable, but the outside world says that you are not married and have no children. Have you considered this issue? You have no children. Who will take over the Yan family in the future?"
The man glanced at the female reporter and smiled slightly, "Who says I don't have children?"
As soon as the words came out, there was an uproar all around, and the microphones were scrambling to attack the man, waiting for the boss to reveal the big news.
The man raised his eyes unhurriedly, looked at the camera, and still smiled slightly, "Qiqi is my child, and everything I have in the future, as well as the entire Yan family, belong to her."
Off-camera.
In the Yan family villa, Fu, who was sitting in front of the TV and accidentally watched an interview, turned dark instantly.
Yanxi even smashed her grandson's milk bottle, "Fuck! This Dogecoin! I said he's not willing to die! Brother, he's trying to put a cuckold on your head!"
Song Yueliang, who has been upgraded to a grandmother, rubbed her eyebrows, picked up her grandson's rice bowl and placed it on Yanxi's head.
The chaos in Yan's villa lasted for decades.
Always lively.
This is the end of Yanqin's ending. It may not be as satisfactory, but in my imagination, Yanqin should be like this. He is a lonely king, and he is more suitable for Dumei than being a CP. There will be some casual episodes in the future, the book of sweetheart cubs is probably over, and see you in the next book, dears!
(end of this chapter)
