Chapter 0347 Floating Life

Zhao Fusheng had never really understood the butterfly effect theory before, because he felt things weren't as mysterious as those experts claimed—a small butterfly flapping its wings in the Amazon rainforest of South America could supposedly cause a hurricane in the South Pacific.

But now, listening to what Wang Zhen was telling him, Zhao Fusheng suddenly realized that fate sometimes changes not only a person's life but also our way of thinking.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know what Dong Chenxi was thinking, but he was sure that Dong Chenxi would never accept the idea Wang Zhen's parents had.

Having seen the vastness of the ocean, who would be willing to return to a babbling brook?

Having witnessed the scenery at the mountaintop, who would be willing to become a caged bird?

The answer was obvious.

Hesitating for a moment, Zhao Fusheng still asked Wang Zhen, "What do you think about this?"

Others' attitudes didn't matter; the most important thing was what Wang Zhen thought.

Wang Zhen gave a bitter smile. "Well... I don't know either..."

Zhao Fusheng sighed. This was indeed Wang Zhen's answer; he had always been like this—indecisive, never having his own opinion on anything, used to listening to others.

Although he wasn't a bad person, matters of the heart could never be judged by the simple standards of good and bad.

"Wang Zhen, you haven't told Dong Chenxi yet, have you?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a wry smile.

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's question, Wang Zhen clearly didn't understand what he meant and said matter-of-factly, "Of course I told her. I told her before I came back."

Zhao Fusheng really wanted to knock hard on this guy's head to see if it was filled with mush—how could he just blurt out something like that?

And especially when they hadn't even met face to face, with no mental preparation at all. Dong Chenxi, hearing the news out of the blue, would definitely be scared off, wouldn't she?

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhao Fusheng silent, Wang Zhen asked curiously.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly, too lazy to say anything more, and said to Wang Zhen, "Forget it. I'll talk to you when you get to school. Anyway, I think you should listen a bit to what Dong Chenxi thinks."

Whether it's dating, marriage, or even having children, it's not one person's affair but something two people face together. You can't completely ignore one side's feelings just because of the other side's family demands.

It's like those idiots with double standards: the boyfriend of a billion girls changes countless girlfriends and no one says a word; the richest man's son sleeps with countless internet celebrities and is still called 'husband.' But when it comes to a certain actress, she's either a slut or a bitch. As if women have to wear chastity belts while men can do whatever they want. Such brainless people make it impossible to even defend them.

Wang Zhen's family's idea, though not that brainless, still made Zhao Fusheng feel it was unfair to Dong Chenxi. After all, she had worked hard to get where she was, finally achieving something in her career, and now the Wang family wanted her to go back and be a housewife. That was really inappropriate.

Wang Zhen cared about what Zhao Fusheng said, because he knew Zhao Fusheng truly considered him a friend. If it had been someone else, after what happened back then, they would have made a scene with him.

"Alright, how about you help me keep Chenxi here for one more day, let her go back tomorrow?" Wang Zhen hesitated and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head. "That's not for me to decide. Anyway, there aren't many classes at the start of the semester. If you're serious, go find her in Binzhou yourself."

He had already done his utmost by helping him win Dong Chenxi over. Everyone has their own path to walk. Zhao Fusheng could give a push, but he wouldn't support them forever. He didn't want to ruin Dong Chenxi's life because of himself.

Wang Zhen knew that Zhao Fusheng definitely wouldn't support him on this matter, so he nodded and said nothing more.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Fusheng returned to the restaurant. Dong Chenxi glanced at him and said flatly, "Wang Zhen?"

Nodding awkwardly, Zhao Fusheng didn't hide it from her. "Yeah, he asked me to keep you here."

Then he said to Dong Chenxi, "How about you stay for one night?"

Dong Chenxi shook her head. "No need. I have things to do back home, and Boss Zheng is very busy."

Though she said that, Zhao Fusheng understood that she really didn't want to see Wang Zhen.

Sighing, Zhao Fusheng said, "I think you two still need to have a good talk. Old Wang, he..."

"I know. He's a good person, honest in nature, but he lacks his own opinions. So he'll listen to his parents, and he'll listen to me. Right now, he's probably torn between the two." Dong Chenxi gave a faint smile and said calmly, "I know all that you're saying."

Zhao Fusheng blinked. He felt that the girl in front of him was so calm and mature that it surprised him.

Was this still the same Dong Chenxi?

In his memory, she wasn't like this.

"Surprised?" Dong Chenxi asked curiously when she saw Zhao Fusheng silent with that expression.

Zhao Fusheng nodded. "Honestly, I didn't expect you to react this way."

That was the truth, because Dong Chenxi had always given Zhao Fusheng the impression of being outwardly gentle but inwardly strong. If not for that, she wouldn't have used jumping off a building to prove her innocence in his previous life. Even now, Dong Chenxi gave people the feeling of being sharp and capable, handling everything meticulously.

But when it came to her relationship with Wang Zhen, she was now acting like an ostrich, choosing to escape. That really surprised Zhao Fusheng.

"Then what should I do? Make a scene with him?" Dong Chenxi shook her head and then laughed. "There's no need. Both he and I know that if I made a scene, it would be hard to resolve."

Zhao Fusheng was silent. He understood what Dong Chenxi meant—she was afraid of putting Wang Zhen in a difficult position. After all, with parents on one side and a girlfriend on the other, it was hard for Wang Zhen to give up either family or love.

"Alright, don't overthink it. We'll solve our own problems. Don't worry about it." Dong Chenxi smiled, then looked at Zhao Fusheng meaningfully and said, "You sometimes think too much..."

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then shook his head and smiled without saying anything more. Dong Chenxi was right; he really did think too much.

But perhaps Dong Chenxi would never understand why Zhao Fusheng thought so much.

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...

After the meal, Dong Chenxi took her suitcase and got into a taxi, heading straight for the train station. Far away, Wang Zhen was arriving in Ninghai by train.

One leaving, one arriving; the couple didn't meet. Zhao Fusheng seemed to see their paths crossing again.

Fate is always like this. In the prison of life, some are dust, some are prisoners.

Zhao Fusheng remembered watching a movie about two literary youths who were no longer suitable for each other, breaking up in a literary way, and finally finding their own happiness, achieving a perfect ending.

He didn't know how things would end for Wang Zhen and Dong Chenxi, but Zhao Fusheng was sure that one day he would witness their final outcome with his own eyes.

He really likes you like the wind that travels eight thousand miles

He really likes you like the rain that falls all the way to the South Pole

He really misses you like coral sinking to the bottom of the sea

He really likes you, asking not for your return, not minding the distance

He really likes you like a blind person watching a silent play

He really likes you like the first poem that falls short of expectations

He really likes you like the sun revolving day and night

He really likes you, a thousand words, never tiring

He really likes you like the spring rain drizzling down

He really likes you like the noisy cicadas of summer

He really misses you like autumn leaves falling silently

He really likes you like winter snow melting in the heart

He really likes you like a dog, hard to change its nature

He really likes you, so he can always be shameless

He really misses you, thinking of you all the time

He really likes you, so he holds you in the palm of his hand

He really likes you, so he stubbornly uses parallel metaphors

He really likes you, though his feelings are truly delicate

He really misses you, truly thinking of you all the time

He really likes you, not wanting to waste a single moment...