"Get a massage."
"Alright."
"What about Brother Ning? Coming?"
"Look at your sorry ass. He doesn't even drink, let alone get a massage." You Shun rolled his eyes. "Piss off!"
Ning Ci was straddling a red Honda motorcycle. Haozi stood beside him. They were testing the engine. He didn't even lift his head. "No way."
"Come on, you'll have fun once you're there." Wei Shao kept urging.
Han Xiao obviously knew something and grinned slyly. "Don't bother. Our Second Young Master's star of romance is rising. Better stay away from shady places."
You Shun: "Oh? Star of romance? What's that?"
"Come on, brother, let me enlighten you."
"Flirtations that never end but never consider results are called 'peach blossoms.'"
"Bad peach blossoms, I know." You Shun said.
"Mm. And the ones that fight whenever they meet but miss each other like crazy when apart are called 'red beauty.'"
"Oh~" So that was Wei Shao and his current girlfriend. Shun Zi laughed heartily. "Go on, go on!"
Deeply satisfied with his attentive listening attitude, Han Xiao continued, "Then there's the constant mutual hurt but inseparable kind, like a pair of happy enemies—that's called 'heavenly joy.'"
"The rest, the mutual love, the one and only for life, is called 'red luan.'"
"You get it?"
Shun Zi was half-understanding.
"So you see, no matter good or bad, you can have as many peach blossoms as you want. But this red luan, there's only one. You understand now?"
Whether Shun Zi understood or not wasn't clear, but the others were listening with interest and delight. "Ooh, so Brother Ning has met his true love?"
"Mm-hmm. He's already planning the wedding car for next year. What do you think?"
"True!"
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When Wan Yi chased out of the building, the little miss was standing by the street, dazed.
She looked dazed, as if her soul had left her. But her posture was still as upright as ever.
She had been raised by her brother since childhood, trained by him. Her posture was perfect. No matter when, her back and shoulders were straight and firm, like a stalk of ink bamboo in front of a courtyard, slender but with its own strength.
Wan Yi called softly, "Miss."
She turned back. "Sister Wan Yi." Her expression was helpless, her voice weak. "I can take a taxi back. Don't worry about me."
Wan Yi was both worried on her own account and because it was her duty. She said directly, "President Lu asked me to see you back."
The implication was clear: I'm just following orders. Please understand.
Cheng Buxi of course knew her brother's style. She looked up at the top floor of the group building, craning her neck until it ached, but she couldn't see the whole view.
After a long while, she compromised. "Then take me back to school."
...
At the same time, a flashy green sports car screeched to a halt in front of the 4S store.
The door lifted upward like a wing. A strange young man in a brown fur coat got out, a thick gold chain around his neck, black sunglasses, full of attitude. He also had a sexy girl in hot pants in his arms.
"Who's this bastard?" You Shun squinted from a distance.
"Young Master Wei's new friend."
"That fur coat, that convertible, looks like a nouveau riche."
"Hey—you're right. He is a nouveau riche."
"Not possible. When did Wei Shao stoop so low?"
"Enough to keep fifteen people entertained for half a month." [...] a snort of laughter.
The guys watched from afar as the two had a big, dramatic embrace, Wei Shao acting like they had found each other too late. You'd think he was sucking up. Quite a novelty.
Soon, the gold-chain-and-sunglasses guy was in front of them, along with the seductive girl in his arms.
"Damn, this place is so out of the way. How can someone like you, Young Master Wei, be friends with someone like this?"
The moment the guy opened his mouth, the air froze.
Then, "Pfft..." You Shun couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
He took an elbow and hid behind Ning Ci.
Ning Ci sat silently on a bench, head down, idly playing with a motorcycle part he had just removed, not even lifting his head.
It seemed this guy was called over by Wei Qisi to hang out, but the meeting spot was too low-class and strange. How could a young master hang out with a 4S store clerk? Seeing Haozi arguing with a customer not far away, he showed disdain. "A mechanic?"
"Too low-class, everyone. How can you hang out with someone like that?"
As soon as he finished, Ning Ci's hand froze slightly.