A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 263 - 263 141 The Supreme White Moonlight_2
Chapter 263: Chapter 141: The Supreme White Moonlight_2 Chapter 263: Chapter 141: The Supreme White Moonlight_2 In fact, this speech wasn’t particularly moving for Yun Yuwan, because she didn’t quite have feelings of affection for Jiang Yingyu yet.
However, upon hearing these words, there was a trace of what seemed to be either the shimmer of water or tears trembling lightly at the bottom of Yun Yuwan’s eyes.
Perhaps it was too sincere.
Once she actively pursued love only to be hurt, forced to close off her heart.
Jiang Yingyu simply smiled at her, his dimples shallowly indenting the palm of her hand, creating a long, lake-shaped hollow. His smile didn’t necessarily require seeing, one could even feel he was smiling by touch.
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Wen Yangzhi was acutely aware that she wanted to avoid him, but he knew how to find her and didn’t want to press too hard.
Instead, he found her undergraduate classmate and inquired about her situation.
After receiving his payment, the classmate thought he was a suitor of Yun Yuwan, wondering what Yun Yuwan liked and how one might win her over.
However, the handsome oriental man just sank into the sofa, like a heavy mist, before speaking after a long while:
“I want to know, what was Millie like when she was studying?”
That simple?
The classmate’s laughter was radiant as they spoke honestly, “Millie was probably the most demure in our major. She was so quiet that sometimes I would overlook the fact that there was such a person in our major. Therefore, there are some things about her I don’t know.”
It was an unbelievable answer that made Wen Yangzhi feel as if a brand-new mirror was unfolding before him, showing him another side of Yun Yuwan.
His voice was solitary:
“Are you sure?”
The classmate confirmed, “Of course!”
Wen Yangzhi’s voice grew lighter, “But the Millie I know has always been extroverted and proactive.”
The classmate felt it was strange. Millie was extroverted and proactive?
That was not at all the image they had of her. The classmate shared their experience of Yun Yuwan:
“We once had a very mean professor. Even if Millie was being scolded by the professor, she would only cry quietly back in her corner seat. She spoke very softly. At first, when she did presentations, we couldn’t even hear what she was saying. It took almost two years for her to become a bit more outgoing, but she would still often sit quietly in a corner at parties. Are you sure you didn’t get it wrong about Millie being extroverted?”
Listening to the classmate’s lengthy narration, Wen Yangzhi’s voice was so heavy it seemed to carry a profound bitterness, the kind that would become unbearably bitter with just a slight touch of the tongue, a delayed but piercing pain.
“Yes, I’ve always been wrong.”
After Yun Yuwan’s classmate left, he remained silent for a long time, until there was a sound from the other end of the ongoing international call, “…Yangzhi.”
Wen Yangzhi, as if waking from a dream, responded, “Did you hear that?”
Jiang Jianqing was also surprised, not expecting Yun Yuwan’s past to differ entirely from their assumptions.
But it wasn’t unreasonable.
Jiang Jianqing explained, “NPD occurs in such a state because of having been in a very unfriendly environment before. Thus, upon entering a new environment, they strive to lower their presence and are afraid to speak out for fear of being targeted as before.”
Wen Yangzhi listened to those words that cut like a blade, so finely sharp that the initial cut was clean, without pain, followed by an excruciating agony.
Jiang Jianqing said, “.So she subconsciously fell silent, even knowing that in foreign lands this would make her quite unpopular, until she recognized that the environment was friendly. Only then did she gradually relax and immerse herself in the group.”
Wen Yangzhi closed his eyes, but Jiang Jianqing’s voice remained ruthlessly resonant:
“She couldn’t get you out of her mind because in that environment where everyone was unkind to her, you were the only one who was good to her, so good that she couldn’t forget.”
Jiang Jianqing felt a sense of pity, his voice waivering and light as if afraid for him to hear, “Yangzhi, she once gave you full marks.”
Wen Yangzhi knew that he might not even have half of those marks now.
“NPD isn’t just about being narcissistic. Most have an idealized moonlight in their hearts, someone perfect.” Jiang Jianqing said regretfully, “You were once that person.”
Wen Yangzhi gripped his phone tightly, “Is there anything I can do to bring her back to me?”
“For now, it’s unlikely. Give her some time. She’s still angry and feeling wronged, and maybe keeping your distance would even be better for now.”
But Wen Yangzhi didn’t want to. He had placed a tracker in her bag hoping to win her back.
He hung up the phone.
The next time he saw Yun Yuwan, she was on Corso Vittorio Emanuele II in Milan.
He purposefully didn’t disturb her, merely watching her from the aerial walkway.
He saw her pause in front of a shop window, gazing at the ties inside.