Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

Meng Fan thought that if she didn’t vie for affection and just patiently waited until he grew tired of that woman, she could stand by his side. But it seemed she still underestimated his care and fondness for that woman.

She still lost...

From a distance, Wen Zhi had listened to this entire conversation from her corner. Seeing Shang Hexing coming in, she sheepishly slipped away, but this turn nearly scared her soul out of her body.

"Ah——"

Just as she screamed, a hand covered her mouth. She flapped at the hand covering her mouth as Han Yu lowered his voice, "It’s me, it’s me, Han Yu!"

Wen Zhi used all her strength to pry his hand off, "Why are you sneaking around like a ghost? Don’t you know how scary it is to scare people?"

"It’s only because you have a guilty conscience that can’t stand a scare," Han Yu said.

Wen Zhi asked, "What about you? You were eavesdropping just now, weren’t you?"

She guessed right.

So Han Yu stayed silent.

Seeing his guilty face, Wen Zhi teased with a smile, "Seeing your goddess being rejected, how do you feel?"

Han Yu panicked internally and hastily denied, "Don’t talk nonsense, what goddess."

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it, Miss Xie wouldn’t fancy you anyway," Wen Zhi twisted the knife a little deeper.

Han Yu felt almost devastated inside, but still put on a brave face, "You must be delusional, don’t make wild guesses."

Wen Zhi retorted, "Really pathetic."

Han Yu’s eyebrows raised high, "You..."

Wen Zhi bluntly and quickly said, "If you like her, just openly confess. Being rejected is one thing, confessing is another. You can’t just not take a step forward because you’re afraid of rejection. Dreams are essential; what if they come true? Look, Miss Xie just confessed to your uncle."

Even though she was rejected as expected!

Although Han Yu didn’t agree with Wen Zhi’s point of view, there was one thing he did agree with—Xie Weiyue was indeed the woman of his dreams, and he only dared to think about her in his dreams.

"Enough, this is my own business, mind yours," Han Yu was listening, but didn’t plan to act on it.

Because he knew that even if he spoke up, all he’d get was rejection, and maybe even lose the chance to stay friends, which was worse than secretly admiring her from a distance—at least he could still be close to her.

Wen Zhi scolded, "Really pathetic."

Han Yu looked past Wen Zhi with a meaningful smile, "Soon it will be you who’s pathetic."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Shang Hexing’s voice came from behind Wen Zhi—

"Wen Zhi."

The sudden sound of Shang Hexing’s voice made Wen Zhi stiffen.

At that moment, Han Yu teased her, "Turn around, your uncle is calling you."

"..." This guy, she had to show him what it meant to be in the same boat!

Wen Zhi quickly turned aside and then pointed at Han Yu, telling Shang Hexing, "He brought me here to spy on you."

Facing Wen Zhi’s sudden accusation, Han Yu was hugely troubled, "Uncle, she’s talking nonsense, it has nothing to do with me, I was just passing by."

Wen Zhi stubbornly insisted, "He brought me here to spy on you."

Han Yu gnashed his teeth in warning, "Don’t make things up!"

Seeing Han Yu’s reaction, Wen Zhi smirked with raised eyebrows, "Why aren’t you smiling now? Were you born without a love of laughter?"

"..." Han Yu gritted his teeth so hard that his eyebrows strained.

To say this woman was crafty, in the afternoon when he angered her, she didn’t even complain to the uncle.

To say that she wasn’t mean at heart, yet she had now slandered him so badly that he couldn’t clear his name even if he washed it clean.

"Han Yu," Shang Hexing called out in a deep voice.

Han Yu shuddered, "Uncle, can you listen to my explanation?"

Shang Hexing said lightly, "Wen Zhi wouldn’t lie to me."

?

Han Yu stared in disbelief with widened eyes.

The uncle he regarded as wise and valiant was actually a muddled ruler who couldn’t tell right from wrong!

"You are free anyway, go help in the stables," said Shang Hexing, then he reached out his hand towards Wen Zhi.

Wen Zhi immediately placed her hand in the palm of Shang Hexing.

As she left with Shang Hexing, she didn’t forget to look back and tease, "Keep busy, since you’re free anyway, right?"

Han Yu closed his eyes in frustration.

...

Wen Zhi followed Shang Hexing back to his residence.

On the way, she asked about nothing but spoke only about tonight’s dinner, like how much she enjoyed the hand-pulled rice and how much she liked the smoked meat.

When it came to stewed sheep’s trotters, her eyes sparkled, "Meng Fan said that stewed sheep’s trotters are a local women’s favorite, high in collagen, which keeps the skin firm and tight."

Shang Hexing laughed, "You’re still so young, and you’re already worrying about your skin sagging?"

"You don’t understand, a woman pursues beauty all her life, and the earlier one starts taking care of herself, the better," she explained confidently.

Talking all the way back to the residence, Wen Zhi took off the scarf around her neck and walked inside, while Shang Hexing sat down on a bench. A few minutes later, Wen Zhi came out wearing different clothes.

It was the outfit she had worn on the day she arrived.

Shang Hexing looked up and asked her, "Did you dirty today’s clothes?"

"No, I didn’t dirty them," Wen Zhi adjusting her clothes as she approached, "I just didn’t want to wear them."

Shang Hexing rested his hand on one side and asked her, "Why didn’t you want to wear them?"

Wen Zhi adjusted her clothes, turned around in front of him, and replied off-topic, "Isn’t this outfit prettier?"

Shang Hexing smiled silently, gazing at her.

"Okay, I’ll tell you," Wen Zhi raised her hand to let down her pinned-up hair, spreading it behind her back, "I just don’t look as good in it as Miss Xie does."

Shang Hexing’s lips curled into a smile, "If you want to ask, just ask."

Wen Zhi shook her head, "I didn’t hear your conversation."

Shang Hexing said, "Wen Zhi wouldn’t lie to me."

Wen Zhi was momentarily stunned.

Her memory went back to half an hour ago when Shang Hexing had said the same in front of Han Yu.

"Okay, I admit I heard everything, but I really didn’t overthink it, nor will I misunderstand you," Wen Zhi assured him, "It was just from a woman’s instinct to compare beauty."

Shang Hexing, "Then I shall evaluate from both an objective and a non-objective standpoint—you are prettier."

Wen Zhi grinned from ear to ear, moved closer, and sat down beside him, "You seem rather shallow this way."

Shang Hexing, "Humans are shallow by nature, be it love at first sight or love developed over time. If the reason for a heartbeat is too complicated, then the remaining process has little meaning."