Translated by: Cherry
The first time Yan Heng had heard of Yisheng’s name was not during the opening ceremony. He found out her name by accident. He spent the summer vacation at his home in the capital. His father was a diplomat who was approved to be stationed in the United States last month and was promoted two ranks, it was something worth celebrating. Yan Heng’s mother was extremely happy because his mother liked western things.
His aunt who moved to City A came back one night and sat in front of Yan Heng’s mother crying. Yan Heng was not a nosy person. He quickly headed back to his room to play with his computer.
He played for a while and felt thirsty, wanting to head downstairs to pour himself a cup of tea. He passed by the guestroom and heard, “Cousin, can you ask brother-in-law to help me mess with Song Zheng and that Ye Tianming. They’ll be running for election in a while and I want to ruin their reputation. I almost lost Ruohan, she’s the most important thing in my life. If that Ye Yisheng vixen didn’t seduce Song Zheng’s son, my Ruohan wouldn’t end up like this. Every time I see the scar on Ruohan’s arm, my heart feels like it’s being cut by a knife. That stupid vixen, Ye Yisheng, must be gloating now, causing my daughter to end up like that.”
Yan Heng’s mother comforted her, “I’ll ask your brother-in-law to pay attention to this matter.”
Yan Heng stood outside the door, the keyword that his brain extracted was: His dad was going to make life difficult for the people his aunt did not like, called Song Zheng and Ye TIanming. And there was someone called Ye Yisheng who was a vixen.
Afterward, Yan Heng ignored the conversation he accidentally overheard. He was still the obedient son of his family and had a very ordinary summer vacation. Until… The summer vacation was about to end, he was watching TV in the hall, and there was a phone call at home. It was his aunt. He handed the phone to his mother who was also watching TV.
“Song Zheng is not bad, we couldn’t find anything bad about him. But that Ye Tianming had some shady business, he embezzled a hundred thousand, we could make trouble from there.”
From the other end of the phone came a harsh voice with gritting teeth, “The bigger you make it, the better. So he is such a person. No wonder his daughter is like that. Like father, like daughter. Hmph…”
This was the first time Yan Heng saw his aunt like that. From his past impression, his aunt was a high-profile woman who really cared about her appearance. Although she would be a little sour and petty, she was not the kind of person who insisted on revenge. He had never seen her attack a person with such indignation before.
And Yan Heng had thought that his mother was not a busybody. Something must have happened here, right? Yan Heng looked at his mother, who had already hung up, questioningly. His gaze showed his inquisitiveness with a slight bit of surprise.
Yan Heng’s mother pursed her lips, “Your aunt has gone crazy with anger, it’s just a small matter.”
Yan Heng continued to look at his mother with a puzzled expression.
“Your cousin was r*ped, because of Ye Yisheng.”
This was something he only knew then, that his cousin, whom he was not very close to and had only seen a few times had been through such things and the reason was Ye Yisheng, that little vixen. His mother had asked his father, who was an official, to deal with that vixen’s family with sisterhood in mind.
At that time, he had only said ‘oh’ casually, his gaze was very calm, and it seemed like it was irrelevant to him. It was true that he was an outsider in this matter. An ordinary outsider who was just a passer-by.
It was only when he was in the hospital that he met the so-called vixen.
“Ye Yisheng,” A nurse walked out from the abortion room and shouted.
When he saw the girl sitting on the chair, crying, curled up in the corner, surrounded by large and small bags of luggage, looking up and around, he thought, is this the vixen? She did not look like one at all.
Vixens did not look like this. In his imagination, a vixen should have foxy eyes, with a charming smile, seductive gaze. Unlike the girl in front of him, that was like a wounded deer, scared and pathetic.
He kept denying it in his heart. Although he knows the name Ye Yisheng… was very special.
At that time, Yan Heng just sighed a little. The girl was going to the abortion room. Coupled with her actions, it must be the outcome of accidental pregnancy. Maybe it was committed by her youth and ignorance. Was she angry and running away from home or afraid of being blamed by her parents?
When he was making a guess, that girl had run away. The fear in her eyes hid a hard to detect caring look, she seemed to not want to abort that child.
He was stunned, stunned at this unexpected girl.
Yan Heng always smiled bitterly every time he thought about it. The truth was, Ye Yisheng was really a vixen. She was not the kind of seductive vixen, which makes men have primitive impulses. She was the kind of spirit that ate bones, seeping into the blood and bone bit by bit.
And he did not have the fate to get together with that vixen. She had her own story without him in it. He had missed the purest years in her life, and he was bloodied.
He knew that he did not have any chance with her.
Translated by: Cherry
The first time Yan Heng had heard of Yisheng’s name was not during the opening ceremony. He found out her name by accident. He spent the summer vacation at his home in the capital. His father was a diplomat who was approved to be stationed in the United States last month and was promoted two ranks, it was something worth celebrating. Yan Heng’s mother was extremely happy because his mother liked western things.
His aunt who moved to City A came back one night and sat in front of Yan Heng’s mother crying. Yan Heng was not a nosy person. He quickly headed back to his room to play with his computer.
He played for a while and felt thirsty, wanting to head downstairs to pour himself a cup of tea. He passed by the guestroom and heard, “Cousin, can you ask brother-in-law to help me mess with Song Zheng and that Ye Tianming. They’ll be running for election in a while and I want to ruin their reputation. I almost lost Ruohan, she’s the most important thing in my life. If that Ye Yisheng vixen didn’t seduce Song Zheng’s son, my Ruohan wouldn’t end up like this. Every time I see the scar on Ruohan’s arm, my heart feels like it’s being cut by a knife. That stupid vixen, Ye Yisheng, must be gloating now, causing my daughter to end up like that.”
Yan Heng’s mother comforted her, “I’ll ask your brother-in-law to pay attention to this matter.”
Yan Heng stood outside the door, the keyword that his brain extracted was: His dad was going to make life difficult for the people his aunt did not like, called Song Zheng and Ye TIanming. And there was someone called Ye Yisheng who was a vixen.
Afterward, Yan Heng ignored the conversation he accidentally overheard. He was still the obedient son of his family and had a very ordinary summer vacation. Until… The summer vacation was about to end, he was watching TV in the hall, and there was a phone call at home. It was his aunt. He handed the phone to his mother who was also watching TV.
“Song Zheng is not bad, we couldn’t find anything bad about him. But that Ye Tianming had some shady business, he embezzled a hundred thousand, we could make trouble from there.”
From the other end of the phone came a harsh voice with gritting teeth, “The bigger you make it, the better. So he is such a person. No wonder his daughter is like that. Like father, like daughter. Hmph…”
This was the first time Yan Heng saw his aunt like that. From his past impression, his aunt was a high-profile woman who really cared about her appearance. Although she would be a little sour and petty, she was not the kind of person who insisted on revenge. He had never seen her attack a person with such indignation before.
And Yan Heng had thought that his mother was not a busybody. Something must have happened here, right? Yan Heng looked at his mother, who had already hung up, questioningly. His gaze showed his inquisitiveness with a slight bit of surprise.
Yan Heng’s mother pursed her lips, “Your aunt has gone crazy with anger, it’s just a small matter.”
Yan Heng continued to look at his mother with a puzzled expression.
“Your cousin was r*ped, because of Ye Yisheng.”
This was something he only knew then, that his cousin, whom he was not very close to and had only seen a few times had been through such things and the reason was Ye Yisheng, that little vixen. His mother had asked his father, who was an official, to deal with that vixen’s family with sisterhood in mind.
At that time, he had only said ‘oh’ casually, his gaze was very calm, and it seemed like it was irrelevant to him. It was true that he was an outsider in this matter. An ordinary outsider who was just a passer-by.
It was only when he was in the hospital that he met the so-called vixen.
“Ye Yisheng,” A nurse walked out from the abortion room and shouted.
When he saw the girl sitting on the chair, crying, curled up in the corner, surrounded by large and small bags of luggage, looking up and around, he thought, is this the vixen? She did not look like one at all.
Vixens did not look like this. In his imagination, a vixen should have foxy eyes, with a charming smile, seductive gaze. Unlike the girl in front of him, that was like a wounded deer, scared and pathetic.
He kept denying it in his heart. Although he knows the name Ye Yisheng… was very special.
At that time, Yan Heng just sighed a little. The girl was going to the abortion room. Coupled with her actions, it must be the outcome of accidental pregnancy. Maybe it was committed by her youth and ignorance. Was she angry and running away from home or afraid of being blamed by her parents?
When he was making a guess, that girl had run away. The fear in her eyes hid a hard to detect caring look, she seemed to not want to abort that child.
He was stunned, stunned at this unexpected girl.
Yan Heng always smiled bitterly every time he thought about it. The truth was, Ye Yisheng was really a vixen. She was not the kind of seductive vixen, which makes men have primitive impulses. She was the kind of spirit that ate bones, seeping into the blood and bone bit by bit.
And he did not have the fate to get together with that vixen. She had her own story without him in it. He had missed the purest years in her life, and he was bloodied.
He knew that he did not have any chance with her.
