Chapter 583: Chapter 583

Later, Huo Feng took out the Chinese Zodiac gifts she had given him.

Each animal was intricately folded, with some of the more complex animals even stitched with needle and thread.

They were just origami animals, yet adorned with all sorts of flamboyant additions, and with eyes and mouths painted on them, they seemed almost lifelike.

He looked at each one in turn, counting the years, calculating which future years they represented...

He really wanted to tear them open and look inside...

He wanted to tear them all apart, to think about how she had planned out these 12 years.

But these trinkets were so damn exquisite that they would be ruined once torn apart, becoming nothing but scraps of paper.

Huo Feng just couldn’t bear to do it.

He knew that she made them this exquisitely on purpose, betting on the fact that he wouldn’t have the heart to tear them.

He would definitely keep them, display them, and at most, destroy one each year to satisfy his craving.

She had anticipated his psychology precisely.

And he, so pathetically, had played right into her hands.

He truly didn’t dare to do it, couldn’t bear to do it, not even one.

The Year of the Pig...

He couldn’t bear to tear apart the pig either.

Huo Feng lined up the 12 little animals neatly in a row on the table, looked down at them intently, and that was all he could do—just look.

Originally, he had brought these 12 animals here with the intention of tearing them all apart to see exactly what kind of 12 years she had planned.

But now, he simply couldn’t bring himself to do it.

The man who wouldn’t blink an eye when hitting someone was now handling these piles of paper with utmost care, not daring to damage even a bit of them.

Pu Sangzhi really was poisonous, excessive, damnably so... She always managed to have Huo Feng wrapped around her finger so tightly!

Truly, the beloved knows no fear...

From the start, despite his being in the dominant position, he had always been at a disadvantage, even willingly so.

He also liked to hold her in high esteem, liked seeing her standing high above, as if on the clouds.

Sometimes he would think...

In a relationship, it is actually the person who gives the most who holds the control.

Because he had given so much love, so very much...

As long as he took back everything he had offered, she would have nothing left, while he would still be whole.

Therefore, in his relationship with Pu Sangzhi, he should be the one in control.

Huo Feng had always thought this way.

But reality kept making him doubt his own thoughts, doubt whether the control of their relationship was actually in her hands. Read complete versıon only at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝕟𝕖𝕥

Otherwise, how could she just leave him like that...

How could she bear to just go?

Leaving behind so many things...

So many things that said she loved him.

Was this meant to help him let go? Or to make him remember her forever?

Huo Feng couldn’t figure it out.

Suddenly, his phone rang, signaling an incoming message!

Huo Feng reflexively sat up straight, eyes widening, as he hurriedly picked up the phone and unlocked the screen to see... it wasn’t a message from her.

Huo Feng slumped back down like a deflated ball, hunching over with a cold expression as he checked the message on his phone.

It was from Yan Siyuan.

Yan Siyuan had asked him, "Where are you staying? Send me your location so I can have a look."

At this moment, Yan Siyuan was already in Hangzhou.

Yan Siyuan had been waiting all along for Huo Feng to contact him, knowing that someone as thick-skinned and extroverted as Huo Feng would definitely take the initiative to reach out to him and suggest hanging out.

It wasn’t often that he went to Hangzhou, such a good opportunity, and Huo Feng was certain to stir up some trouble.

Yet, Yan Siyuan had waited the whole day and Huo Feng hadn’t messaged him.

So, in the end, Yan Siyuan had to forgo his pride and take the initiative to contact Huo Feng, to ask him out.

However, Yan Siyuan would not know what kind of state Huo Feng was in at the moment.

Huo Feng glanced at the message from Yan Siyuan, felt no urge to reply, and tossed the phone back.

He continued to sink into his thoughts, continuing to be plagued by self-doubt, even doubting Pu Sangzhi’s intentions.

Whenever he imagined Pu Sangzhi in his mind as a terrible and excessive woman, he would flip through her sketchbook for reassurance.

To look at that page filled with the words "I like you"...

Only when he saw these words did Huo Feng’s heart warm, did he find the courage to keep going, to believe that she liked him, that she had her reasons and wasn’t that bad.

Even at this moment, the Pu Sangzhi in Huo Feng’s heart remained a beautiful image.

So beautiful that he wouldn’t allow himself to think of her as a heartless woman...

A little while later, Huo Feng’s cellphone buzzed again.

Yan Siyuan had sent him another message, "You’re not replying? Aren’t you always on your phone?"

Huo Feng only glanced at his phone screen, saw that the message was from Yan Siyuan, and ignored it, withdrawing his gaze.

After another while, Yan Siyuan sent him another message: "Something happened to you? Or did something happen to Pu Sangzhi? Don’t want to tell me?"

Huo Feng likewise only looked and did not want to reply.

Latter on, Yan Siyuan sent a few more messages one after another.

What kind of devilish messages was that Yan Ji, who never knew how to console anyone, sending now?

Yan Siyuan: "Don’t tell me you’re hiding somewhere crying right now? You?"

Yan Siyuan: "Uh... you’re not really crying, are you? Need me to come and cheer you up?"

Yan Siyuan: "Mad dog, this isn’t like you. Pull yourself together."

Yan Siyuan: "You in Hangzhou? Can I treat you to a meal?"

Yan Siyuan: "Forget it, can’t console you. Or you give me an address, I’ll order a dozen beers for you, drink and get some good sleep."

At this moment, Huo Feng had no energy to ponder how Yan Siyuan knew something had gone wrong on his end.

His brain was completely occupied by Pu Sangzhi, unable to think about anything else...

So, this time Yan Siyuan’s concern was quite obvious, yet, Huo Feng, you still failed to see the relationship between Yan Siyuan and Ye Qingcao.

But one of Yan Siyuan’s messages reminded him.

He could drink to drown his sorrows.

Thinking this, Huo Feng didn’t hesitate to pick up his phone, locate a nearby convenience store, and order two cases of beer.

The closest convenience store here was the one at the entrance of the alley, run by Fatty Auntie.

So, in less than 10 minutes, Fatty Auntie and her man arrived at Pu Sangzhi’s front door with two big cases of beer.

Fatty Auntie looked curiously at Pu Sangzhi’s house door, worried that those three men might have overtaken her place, afraid to linger at her doorstep.

It wasn’t until the door opened and Huo Feng, shrouded in a layer of gloom, walked out from inside that Fatty Auntie and her man’s eyes widened in surprise!

"Child, it’s you!" exclaimed Fatty Auntie.

Huo Feng grunted in response, not uttering any unnecessary words, just stacked the two cases of beer on top of each other and carried them straight into the house.

Fatty Auntie wanted to peek inside, but after only a couple of steps, she was stopped by Huo Feng’s words: "Don’t follow me."

Huo Feng’s voice was so low, lowered to a rasp, as if he had become an adult...

Fatty Auntie then dared not follow any longer and turned to leave.

Thus, that evening, Huo Feng locked himself in Pu Sangzhi’s room, drowning his sorrows in alcohol...

He could really hold his liquor.

He finished half a case of beer by himself, on an empty stomach.

Eventually, buoyed by the alcohol, he sat at the foot of the empty bed, covering his face, crying while drinking...

In a blurry state, he called Pu Sangzhi several times, left several voice messages.

They were the kind that were choked with sobs, sniffing, and extremely distressed...

He had no memory of what he actually said.

All he knew was that he fell asleep under the influence of alcohol.

Being drunk didn’t feel too bad.

At the very least, he slept soundly that night, very deeply.

Yet for someone as heartbroken as him, he still muttered in his sleep, calling out Pu Sangzhi’s name...

She was the first girl whom Huo Feng took seriously when his feelings first began to bloom.

A boy at that age often loves with pure intensity, fearlessly.

Without mixing any societal gains, unrelated to money or status, and purely driven by that love that surged from the bottom of his heart, he loved that girl who suddenly intruded into his life, causing his young heart to be utterly restless...

During the best years of his youth, Huo Feng indeed gave her the most beautiful feelings he had to offer.

If Pu Sangzhi ever let him down, in the future, he would never again be so good to a second girl, never...

In the future, no matter what kind of girl he encountered, he might always calculate his emotions, never giving his heart away so easily again.

If Pu Sangzhi were to come back, he would still continue to be foolish, still without any reservations, offer his heart and soul once more.

Because he, liked Pu Sangzhi.

Who says, the loved one never fears?

At this time, under another patch of sky in the same city, Pu Sangzhi finally picked up her phone...

Finally, with trembling fingers, she opened WeChat with 99+ unread messages...