The Wind Seeks

Chapter 468 - 478: Yixun, Is That You?

Chapter 468: Chapter 478: Yixun, Is That You?


Fei Yichen took a deep look at him. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly started to persuade, "It’s been four years. Some things, you should let go."


"Let go?" Leng Yixiu put down his glass, lifted his gaze to him, "If this happened to Mu Yi, would you let go? Would you completely forget her?"


"I wouldn’t." Fei Yichen replied without hesitation.


He suddenly realized he had no standing to act as a mediator. He had no reason to persuade Leng Yixiu to forget the woman named Lin Yixun because if it were him, he couldn’t let go either.


He had tried before, thinking time could make him forget Mu Yi completely. But as it turned out, time isn’t always a remedy. Sometimes, it doesn’t erode some feelings but rather makes one addicted to longing, unable to extricate oneself.


Fei Yichen fell silent, took a bottle of liquor from the bartender, refilled their glasses, and then clinked his glass with Leng Yixiu’s.


He could empathize with the pain of losing a loved one, but he couldn’t bring Lin Yixun back for Leng Yixiu. Now, this was all he could do.


Just then, a stylish, voluptuous woman came over to them with a smile, "Hey handsome guys, interested in sharing a drink?"


Leng Yixiu lifted his gaze coldly, his sharp eyes scrutinizing the woman. Just when she thought she had a chance, he parted his thin lips, "Get lost!"


His voice was fierce and cold. The woman shivered, her face instantly losing color, and she fled as if escaping.


Fei Yichen watched the woman’s hurried back with a cold smile at the corner of his lips. This kind of person really overestimated herself.


Who knows how much time passed. Several empty bottles had piled up on the bar, and both men were a bit drunk.


Fei Yichen’s phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and glanced at the screen, his hard features softening slightly.


"Hello?"


"Honey, when are you coming back?"


Fei Yichen instinctively glanced at Leng Yixiu beside him, "Maybe a bit later. Go to bed first, don’t wait for me."


"Oh, okay. Don’t drink too much, it’s not good for your health."


"Alright, you get some sleep. Staying up late is bad for you and the baby."


After a brief exchange, Fei Yichen hung up the call. He noticed Leng Yixiu was staring at him intently, his expression... indescribable.


Just as Fei Yichen thought Leng Yixiu might be drunk, Leng Yixiu suddenly spoke, "Fei Yichen, sometimes, I really envy you."


"You envy me?"


"Yes, I envy you. I’m even a bit jealous. Jealous that you have a happy family, a woman who loves you deeply. Jealous that you can be with the woman you love. But I..." Leng Yixiu smiled bitterly, "Once, these things were within my reach, easy to have, but I missed them. I missed them, haha..."


"Leng Yixiu, you’re drunk."


"No, I’m not drunk. I’m very clear-headed. I really want to get drunk so I can forget all my worries and... forget her completely. But I can’t get drunk, haha, isn’t that pathetic?" Leng Yixiu paused, "Your wife is still waiting for you at home. You should go back, don’t make the woman who loves you wait."


"I’ll take you home first," Fei Yichen saw that Leng Yixiu was about seventy to eighty percent drunk.


"Don’t worry about me, I’m fine. I just want to sit here for a while."


Having known Leng Yixiu for many years, Fei Yichen somewhat understood him. Since Leng Yixiu said he wanted to stay here for a while, he would stay for a while. No one could change his mind.


"Alright then, be careful. Call me if you need anything."


"Okay, okay. Why are you so naggy? Go back, don’t worry about me."


Although Fei Yichen left the bar, he called for a designated driver and left his driver with Leng Yixiu, instructing him to keep an eye on Leng Yixiu and take him home when he had enough to drink.


The driver was supposed to follow his instructions to take Leng Yixiu home, but after getting Leng Yixiu in the car, he realized his boss hadn’t told him Leng Yixiu’s address when he left.


He looked at the time in the car, it was already 1 a.m. Calling his boss now would probably get him cursed out, so he decided to take Leng Yixiu to a nearby five-star hotel—the hotel was under his boss’s name. Things wouldn’t go wrong if he took Leng Yixiu there.


After getting out, booking a room, and getting the room card, the driver struggled to get Leng Yixiu into the presidential suite. When he left, he made sure to inform the lobby manager before feeling relieved.


...


Having traveled a long distance that day, Shi Yi was quite tired, but she found it hard to sleep in a new bed. She tossed and turned for a long time but couldn’t fall asleep.


Just as she was finally about to drift off, she heard noises from outside the door. She instinctively turned over, thinking the noise would stop after a few moments, but the person outside seemed very persistent, knocking again and again, showing no sign of stopping.


Shi Yi flipped over abruptly, annoyed, and sat up on the bed. She turned on the bedside lamp, slipped on her flip-flops, and stormed to the door. She wanted to see who was causing trouble outside.


She opened the door in the next moment. As the door swung open, Shi Yi was slightly startled to see a handsome man in a suit knocking repeatedly.


But no matter how handsome the man was, it couldn’t quell her anger. She pointed to the room number behind her and said angrily, "Mister, you’re at the wrong door."


"Wrong door?" The man looked at the room number, his vision somewhat blurry.


Shi Yi then noticed that not only was the man’s vision blurry, but he was also wobbling. She leaned in a bit closer and smelled the pungent scent of alcohol on him.


So, he was just a drunken fool!


Shi Yi felt even more frustrated. She had barely managed to fall asleep, only to be disturbed by a drunkard. But since the man was drunk, there was no point in tangling with him further.


She was about to turn around and call the front desk to complain, but before she could, the man’s hazy gaze suddenly changed. The next moment, her wrist was grasped tightly by a strong hand.


"Yixun..."