Chapter 0263: A Man Like the Wind

In fact, when Wen Yu woke up this morning, he was completely bewildered.

Who, upon suddenly discovering that after a night of heavy drinking, they were lying naked in a hotel room with a member of the opposite sex equally unclothed, would happily crack a smile?

There was no pleasant surprise—it was all shock.

People are always reluctant to believe simple truths, ignoring the essence of things and chasing superficial appearances.

Take feelings, for instance: they are never a matter of addition or subtraction, but multiplication.

As long as one side is zero, no matter what the other side is, the result is zero.

"You... how are you here?" Wen Yu stared at Han Meimei in surprise.

Han Meimei lowered her head and said nothing.

Wen Yu slapped his forehead: "Ah, this alcohol!"

Since things had come to this, he had no other choice. He comforted Han Meimei, said he would take responsibility, went downstairs to check out of the hotel, sent Han Meimei back to her dorm, and then stormed back to confront the culprits.

Everyone has their own choices in life, and each person's choices determine their future fate. But Wen Yu absolutely did not want others to make that choice for him.

As it turned out, although he had initially intimidated Wang Zhen and Tan Kaixuan, who sat obediently listening to his reprimands about how innocent he was, aside from occasionally muttering that they were wronged, the two didn't dare make a peep.

But what he never expected was that after Zhao Fusheng, whom he thought was the ringleader, returned, a few words from him made Wen Yu realize that he seemed to be the most hateful one.

"Wen Yu, I'm not one to criticize, but drinking is fine, how could you lose control and act recklessly?" Tan Kaixuan, seeing that Wen Yu had fallen silent after Zhao Fusheng spoke, knew that Wen Yu definitely didn't remember what happened last night.

With such a good opportunity, it would be a shame not to take the chance to teach him a lesson.

Besides, this was a lifelong black mark.

Wang Zhen also quickly chimed in with righteous indignation: "Yeah, Han Meimei is just a young girl, and you insisted on lying in her bed. When she blushed and tried to leave, you blocked her and wouldn't let her go. We didn't know what to do."

"I... I blocked her?"

Wen Yu stammered, completely stunned, his face flushed, his body swaying slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled inwardly. It seemed this guy usually had improper thoughts in his head; otherwise, why would he, upon hearing their nonsense, not refute it and instead react so strangely?

People are often hypocritical, thinking one thing but saying another. They are duplicitous and stubbornly refuse to admit it.

Wang Zhen and Tan Kaixuan might not see it, but Zhao Fusheng saw clearly: not only did Han Meimei like Wen Yu, but Wen Yu also liked Han Meimei in his heart.

However, perhaps as he himself said, he had always regarded Han Meimei as a sister, and suddenly turning her into a girlfriend felt strange, so he subconsciously resisted the change.

But while he resisted on the surface, he must have wondered what it would be like if Han Meimei were his girlfriend.

Having had such thoughts, Wen Yu felt a twinge of guilt even though Wang Zhen and Tan Kaixuan were clearly talking nonsense.

As the saying goes, if you have nothing on your conscience, you won't fear a knock at the door at midnight. That's the truth.

Those with a clear conscience have no fear. Only those with hidden secrets will take everything others say to heart, carefully believing it to be true.

"Ah, you didn't just block her," Tan Kaixuan, no fool, seeing Wen Yu take the bait, continued to fool him: "You were actually hugging Han Meimei's legs."

"Yeah, you were holding her legs and wouldn't let go. When I tried to pull you away, you cursed at me and told me to get lost, saying you'd never be separated from her..." Wang Zhen blinked and said casually.

Zhao Fusheng almost couldn't help laughing. These two idiots couldn't even make up a decent lie. Wen Yu was so drunk he was unconscious; even if he were acting drunk, he wouldn't be like that.

Those two had clearly watched too many Qiong Yao dramas.

Fortunately, Wen Yu was in such a panic at the moment that he didn't have time to focus on what Tan Kaixuan and Wang Zhen were saying.

He staggered back a few steps and sat down on the bed, momentarily forgetting to interrogate them, his mind full of what Zhao Fusheng had just said.

"It was me who blocked Han Meimei from leaving, it was me who..." Wen Yu muttered to himself, clearly panicked now.

Zhao Fusheng sighed, slowly walked over to Wen Yu, pulled up a chair, and sat down, saying, "You like her, don't you?"

Wen Yu was silent for a long time, then nodded, and smiled bitterly: "I just didn't think about being with her now..."

That was the truth. In his view, Han Meimei had just started her freshman year; there was plenty of time. They had known each other since childhood, and such a change in their relationship needed time.

He had even thought that after he graduated and had a stable job, he would talk to Han Meimei. If she was willing to be with him, then they could discuss it.

"You're overthinking it," Zhao Fusheng said with a light laugh. "What if someone else steals her away? Wouldn't you regret it for the rest of your life?"

"Huh?"

Wen Yu looked up, then sighed.

He naturally understood what Zhao Fusheng meant, but character determines fate. He was the kind of person lacking confidence. If he had the courage of Tan Kaixuan or Wang Zhen, Han Meimei would probably have been with him since high school.

People are different, and Zhao Fusheng knew that well. So he didn't say much more, just patted Wen Yu on the shoulder: "No matter what, since it's happened, you might as well go with the flow. You can't expect the girl to make the first move, can you?"

Wen Yu nodded: "I know. Since it's come to this, I'll take full responsibility."

Seeing him look like a martyr heading to the battlefield, Zhao Fusheng and the others couldn't help but want to laugh. They decided to give him some time to calm down and slipped out of the dorm together.

"Is he a pig?" As soon as they got downstairs, Tan Kaixuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, complaining helplessly.

"Yeah, he didn't even think about something so obvious," Wang Zhen also laughed uncontrollably.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly: "You guys, he was so drunk he didn't remember anything. That's a normal reaction."

He paused, then said meaningfully, "But didn't you notice? That girl Han Meimei isn't stupid."

The two were taken aback, recalling what Wen Yu had said, and nodded in unison.

As Zhao Fusheng said, Han Meimei was no pushover.

You see, when they left yesterday, although Wen Yu was drunk and groggy, he was still wearing clothes.

But according to what Wen Yu just said, when he woke up this morning, he was completely naked. What did that mean?

The answer was obvious.

"I never expected that little girl to have such nerve," Tan Kaixuan shook his head and remarked.

After all, social mores were still relatively conservative at that time. For Han Meimei to have stripped Wen Yu naked last night, whether anything happened or not, just that act alone showed she had guts.

But they admired her. After all, not many girls dared to love and hate so openly. Many people hide their feelings, not even daring to speak their true thoughts. A girl like Han Meimei, who loves openly and is willing to give everything for the one she loves, always brings joy.

"Alright, let's not say anything about this, understand?" Zhao Fusheng said to Wang Zhen and Tan Kaixuan after thinking for a moment.

After all, this was Wen Yu and Han Meimei's privacy. They had already meddled too much. Since the lovers were finally together, there was no need to say anything else. Let it be a beautiful secret.