CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 15 A SPECIAL AFFECTION_2

"Hmm." Fu Weiheng closed the car door and walked around to the driver’s seat.

"I..."

She hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping. Fu Weiheng fastened his seatbelt, shifted gears, and pressed the gas, merging into the road.

I want to go back too...

The moonlight was beautiful, with a few sparse stars hanging in the smoky night sky. Inside the car, it was silent and moving slowly along the coastal road. Su Wan rolled down the window, letting the sea breeze gently sweep through.

Fu Weiheng was somewhat irritated and also a bit helpless. He had sent her messages, but she didn’t mention a word about entering the police station. In the end, it was through Jiang Zhiyan that he learned what had happened.

But luckily, she was safe and sound.

On the way from home to the police station, Fu Weiheng kept reflecting, wondering if it was because he hadn’t shown his feelings obviously enough or if someone’s understanding in this area was too lacking.

"Su Wan."

After a while, he broke the silence. Su Wan, watching the scenery outside the window, casually answered, "Hmm."

His warm and gentle voice stirred up waves, and he asked her, "Do you like me?"

In an instant, the sound of the wind blowing past her ears faded away. Su Wan, who was watching outside, turned her focus to the handsome man beside her, saying, "Hmm?"

She stared at his calm profile, suddenly feeling her heart start to race. Her feelings had only become clear to her a few days ago, and now he had figured it out so quickly?

"Wanwan." He gently stepped on the brake and stopped by the roadside. His deep gaze locked onto hers earnestly, "No matter what happens in the future, I hope the first person you think of is me."

It was the first time he had addressed her so intimately, his rich, magnetic voice gentle as water, tugging at her heartstrings. Su Wan shyly lowered her head: "Oh..."

Fu Weiheng frowned, seemingly thinking that someone really was... He shook his head helplessly, and said firmly, "Can’t you tell? I’m pursuing you, Su Wan."

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When returning to the dorm, Su Wan was still in shock, wandering like a lost soul even as she entered the bathroom.

Xu Chengyang noticed something was off about her and, with a toothbrush in her mouth, mumbled, "Wanwan, what’s wrong? Did you leave your soul behind after going out with God for a bit?"

Su Wan’s gaze slowly moved to Xu Chengyang’s mouth full of toothpaste foam, her voice light and airy: "...No, just feel like I got punched in the chest."

Xu Chengyang pulled out the toothbrush in shock: "Did God grope your chest?"

Su Wan, confused, glanced at her, climbed directly into bed without a word, and stared at the cute stuffed toy there, slowly regaining her senses...

God just... seemed to confess to her.

She seemed to have replied, "Chasing me, to run?"

The words flashed through her mind, and Su Wan jolted awake in shock.

It’s terrible, she only blamed God for being too unattainable, she never thought he would have any interest in her. Instinctively she just...

However, the key point is, after hearing this, God had no reaction, silently accompanying her to her dorm before leaving with a "goodbye."

She was simply bewildered.

Everyone says that a smart person can also have a moment of foolishness, and she had ruined what should have been a perfectly good confession.

That night, under the ashen sky, a thin fog shrouded it. Su, full of regret, lost sleep.

The next day, it was overcast and raining.

She didn’t sleep all night and was yawning endlessly from the moment she left home...

Once on the subway, Su Wan involuntarily recalled Fu Weiheng’s confession from last night.

"Su Wan, do you like me?"

"Wanwan, no matter what happens in the future, I hope the first person you think of is me."

"Can’t you tell? Su Wan, I’m pursuing you."

However—

"Chasing me, to run?"

That very loud stupid question immediately snatched her thoughts back, causing her to repeatedly bump her head against the handlebar by the seat, utterly embarrassed as she clutched her face.

About a hundred meters straight from the subway station to the company entrance. Su Wan, holding an umbrella as she stepped out of the subway entrance, noticed the familiar Bentley V8 driving past her. She paused, seeing it stop at the Endless Company entrance in the distance.

The guard stepped up to open the back door. Then, she saw Fu Weiheng, in a sharp black suit, stepping out of the car.

Su Wan, who was in the middle of yawning, was suddenly taken aback, quickly closing her lips and sneaking over to the nearby flower bed to hide.

She waited for about five minutes, estimating that he had entered the elevator before cautiously heading towards the company entrance.

By the time she arrived at the practice room, the team was already there. Distractedly responding to everyone’s greetings, she headed straight to her spot and sat down.

Having been confessed to by God, she should have initially rejoiced and then calmly responded with, "Yes, I like you too."

But where did this unexpected chill come from...

Is it because she dismissed it thoughtlessly? But was that really a rejection? She hadn’t even said the word no!

Then how to explain Fu Weiheng’s nonchalant reaction when he sent her back to the dorm?

Could it be that this was just his odd sense of humor, and he was joking with her?

The sudden thought made Su Wan’s heart tighten, and a wave of disappointment crashed over her like ocean waves.

Ah... maybe he was really joking, and yet she took it seriously, being torn about it all night...

So the more she thought about it, the heavier her mood became...

She couldn’t keep pace with several rounds of rehearsal...

Behind her, the flutist Wen He, noticing Su Wan’s absent-mindedness from the moment she entered, took the opportunity to ask with concern, "What’s wrong, Wanwan? You seem distracted as soon as you got here. Didn’t sleep well last night?"

Su Wan turned her head and smiled, "Nothing, just feeling a bit adrift..."

The next few hours were filled with repetitive rehearsals. Su Wan, who was always calm and composed about everything, was distracted for the first time by such a matter, unable to fully focus even during orchestra practice. Fortunately, the afternoon rehearsal was canceled; otherwise, she would have been the only blemish in the orchestra today.

At the end, Fu Weiheng somehow appeared in the practice room, speaking with the orchestra conductor at the front, his black suit crisp and masculine, exuding an elite aura from head to toe, presenting an image of aloofness, as if difficult to approach.

Apart from the online information about him, she seemed not to know anything about him.

Lost in thought, Fu Weiheng, who was speaking upfront, suddenly glanced in her direction out of the corner of his eye. Their eyes met in an instant, leaving Su Wan flustered. She quickly lowered her head to pack her instrument.

She was standing a few meters away from the door of the practice room, where Fu Weiheng was near. Glancing between him and the door, she finally gathered the courage to stride towards the door. Just as she was about to step over the threshold, a warm force grasped her wrist.

She paused in surprise and instinctively turned back.

Fu Weiheng’s gaze was burning, his rich voice incredibly gentle: "Wait a moment, it’s raining heavily. I’ll give you a ride home."

Su Wan froze in place, unsure how to respond.

Catching sight of the conductor’s meaningful smile, she felt even more embarrassed, twisting her wrist a few times to break free from his grip, suddenly turned around, and hurriedly left.

Reaching the elevator, Su Wan gasped heavily, quickly stepping inside as soon as the doors opened.

Inside the cramped elevator, she could clearly hear the unusual thumping in her chest, each beat causing her nerves to pulse intensely.

Standing at the company’s main entrance, staring at the misty rain falling like smoke, she recalled Fu Weiheng’s words earlier, shivering involuntarily.

She wasn’t going to wait... after all, she had certainly decided to play the turtle!