A leisurely life starting in a bar after being reborn

Fu Yan stared at Xu Wenshu for a while, then took out his phone and started recording.

"Xu Wenshu, I'm going to conduct an interview with you now."

"An interview?" Xu Wenshu squinted at him. "You're going to interview me? You're not a reporter..."

"I'm making an exception and acting as a reporter today." Fu Yan pointed his phone at her. "Truth or Dare, no punishment, just questions, but you have to tell the truth."

"Great!" Xu Wenshu clapped her hands. "I love playing games the most!"

Fu Yan suppressed a laugh and began asking questions.

"First question: Why haven't you contacted me for several weeks?"

Xu Wenshu's smile vanished instantly, and she lowered her eyes, staring at the empty bottle on the coffee table.

"Because..." her voice trailed off, "I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid people will say I'm a gold digger."

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment.

"I've been thinking about this ever since I left the bank that day." Xu Wenshu's eyes reddened again. "Over ten billion US dollars, do you know what that means? I've done financial programs for three years and interviewed so many bosses, and none of them are richer than you... Besides, you acted too casually, spending tens of millions on a single, unintentional purchase, which made me feel the distance between us..."

She became more and more agitated as she spoke, and her voice began to tremble.

"I've met rich people before, but you're different... You're too relaxed, so relaxed that I feel especially unworthy to be your friend... I work overtime at the station, and my monthly salary isn't even enough for one of your meals... Why should I stand next to you? What will others think of me?"

As she finished speaking, tears streamed down her face.

"And I'm afraid you'll look down on me... You're so rich, won't you think someone like me is just a clown in your eyes...? The more I think about it, the more upset I get, but I'm too embarrassed to tell you... so I can only hide from you..."

She wiped away her tears and sobbed again, "Waaah... I don't want to hide from you... You're my best friend... But I'm really scared..."

Fu Yan put down his phone.

He didn't say anything, he just watched her cry.

After a while, he reached out and handed over a tissue from the coffee table.

"Wipe it off."

Xu Wenshu took the tissue and wiped her face haphazardly. Her makeup was ruined, and her eyeliner was smeared all over her face.

Looking at her disheveled appearance, Fu Yan felt a slight tremor in his heart.

"Xu Wenshu, listen carefully." His voice wasn't loud, but it was very serious. "First, no one will say you're a gold digger, because you're not. Second, I've never looked down on you. You're a CCTV host; you're capable and talented, and you've earned your success through your own efforts. Third…"

He paused for a moment.

"Third, you're my friend, this has nothing to do with money. If you need anything, I'll be there for you; you can tell me."

Xu Wenshu looked up at him, her eyes blurred with tears.

"real?"

"real."

"You swear."

"I swear."

"Then...you don't mind that I'm poor?"

How much is your monthly salary?

"Eight thousand three thousand after tax."

"Eight thousand three thousand is considered poor? When I first graduated from university in China, my monthly living expenses were only six hundred yuan." Fu Yan shook his head. "Whether you're poor or not isn't about the number, it's about how you live. Besides, I don't choose my friends based on money; none of them have as much as me anyway..."

Xu Wenshu stared blankly at him, tears still on her face, but she had stopped crying, as if she had choked up.

Then she suddenly hiccuped.

"Hiccup... Fu Yan, I'm sleepy..."

Pay words to support the amount.

She got sleepy after crying; this woman was really drunk.

-

He got up, went to the bathroom, wrung out a hot towel, and came back to wipe Xu Wenshu's face.

She closed her eyes and slumped on the sofa, like a cat whose bones had been removed.

Fu Yan used some effort to lift her off the sofa—well, she was a little taller than Fu Xiaochen, and completely uncooperative, leaning against him.

"Let's go, let's go to bed."

"No...the sofa is quite comfortable..."

"Sleeping on the sofa will ruin your neck tomorrow. Get up."

He half-dragged, half-carried her into the bedroom.

Xu Wenshu's bedroom was even smaller, with a 1.5-meter bed taking up most of the space, and a few books and an alarm clock on the bedside table.

Fu Yan put her on the bed and helped her take off her coat and socks. Xu Wenshu cooperated half-asleep, then fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Fu Yan covered her with the blanket and was about to get up and leave when a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Don't go..." Xu Wenshu's voice was muffled, her eyes still closed.

"I have to go back now. You get some sleep."

"Don't go...don't go..." Her hands were clenched tightly, as if afraid he would run away. "I'm alone...I'm scared..."

Fu Yan stood there for a few seconds, trying to pull his hand away, but Xu Wenshu wouldn't let go no matter what.

He tried again, but she gripped his hand even tighter, muttering, "Don't go..."

Fu Yan sighed.

I glanced out the window; it was past 2 a.m., and the temperature outside was around minus 10 degrees Celsius.

He took off his coat and lay down fully clothed on the outer side of the bed, with a pillow between him and Xu Wenshu.

"Alright, if you're not leaving, let go."

Xu Wenshu released her grip, rolled over, curled up into a ball, and soon began to breathe evenly.

Fu Yan stared at the ceiling, thinking: Tonight has been quite an ordeal.

……

It was late at night, I don't know what time it was.

Fu Yan vaguely felt someone touching him.

A hand, carefully, started from his chest and slowly moved down to his abdomen.

"Hmm...this feels so good..."

A voice muttered in his ear.

The hand pressed on his stomach, then moved upwards, touching his chest before returning.

"Abs...how did you get them?...They're all in one big block..."

Fu Yan opened his eyes.

In the dim light, Xu Wenshu lay on her side next to him, her eyes half-open and half-closed, counting the muscles on his abs one by one with her fingers.

"One piece... two pieces... three pieces... four pieces..."

Her face was less than ten centimeters away from his, her breath smelled of red wine, and her eyes were glazed over, clearly not fully awake yet.

Fu Yan stared at her without moving, his chest heaving slightly.

"Xu Wenshu."

She didn't react and continued counting.

"Five yuan... six yuan..."

"Xu Wenshu!"

She abruptly pulled her hand back, her eyes widening in surprise.

The two stared at each other for three seconds.

Xu Wenshu's mind took a beat to process—she wasn't dreaming, she really was touching Fu Yan's abs, and he was staring at her with his eyes open.

"ah!!!"

She jerked back, forgetting that the bed was only 1.5 meters high, and tumbled off the edge of the bed, landing on the floor with a "bang".

Fu Yan quickly sat up and peeked out—Xu Wenshu was sitting on the ground, covering her bottom, her face as red as if it were on fire.

"What are you doing in my bed?!"

"You held my hand last night and wouldn't let me leave."

"I—" Xu Wenshu opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. Memories of last night came back in fragments. She seemed... she really did... she seemed to have said "Don't leave"...

And those words—"marrying a rich man," "looking down on her," "afraid"—

She remembered everything.

What I said last night…

"Yeah, I told you everything." Fu Yan leaned against the headboard, her tone indifferent. "You even touched my abs, counting from the first to the fifth."

"I didn't count to the sixth piece!"

"...Is that your main point?"

Xu Wenshu's face turned even redder, as red as a boiled shrimp. She got up from the floor, wrapped herself in the blanket, and shrank into the corner of the bed, wishing she could squeeze herself into a crack in the wall.

"Get out!"

"Calm down first."

"I'm calm! Get out!"

Fu Yan looked at her and suddenly smiled.

He got out of bed, picked up his coat, and went to the door.

"I poured you that bottle of red wine," he said, his back to her. "Next time you want a drink, call me. Don't drink alone."

The door closed.

Xu Wenshu huddled under the covers, her heart pounding like a drum.

She looked down at her hands.

The feel of that touch just now... was really good.

"Aaaaaaah, Xu Wenshu, are you crazy?!"

She buried her face in the pillow and let out a muffled scream.

……

After leaving the residential area, Fu Yan got into the Land Rover and started the car.

He looked down at his abdomen and shook his head.

"They didn't even finish counting the sixth piece, bad review."

The car drove into the empty streets in the early morning, its taillights casting two red lines in the darkness.

In the rearview mirror, the lights of Cuiyuan Community gradually faded into the distance.

Fu Yan suddenly felt that this winter in Yanjing didn't seem so cold anymore.