After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration] - Chap 117
After Playing the Fool And Marrying the Blind Villain – Extra Eleven
The cafeteria of the School of Economics and Business.
Pei Yi entered the second floor, and the kitten’s nose picked up the smell of delicious food. He immediately became energetic.
He looked sideways to see Bo Yueming, who was following him, and couldn’t help but grab his arm and urge, “Er-ge! Hurry up! I’m practically starving!”
Upon hearing this, Bo Yueming had no choice but to follow his instructions and speed up his pace.
The small window where fried pork chops were sold was in the corner of the second floor. The owners were a couple in their thirties, and the lady boss was always in charge of the sales window.
The other party recognized him as soon as Bo Yueming approached. “Yo, the handsome guy is here again!”
Pei Yi couldn’t wait. “Sister, please give me two fried pork chops, one with salt and pepper and the other slightly spicy. Thank you!”
The boss lady was so ecstatic to be called “sister” by Pei Yi that it took her two or three seconds to react, and she couldn’t help but glance at Bo Yueming beside him. “Is this your family’s little friend? He has the same tastes as you.”
“Little friend?”
Pei Yi muttered this phrase in a low voice and turned to look at Bo Yueming.
Bo Yueming’s eyes flashed slightly, and he coughed with a rare guilty conscience.
Pei Yi didn’t know what was going on, and replied naturally, “En, that’s me!”
He and Bo Yueming had grown up together. In the eyes of others, the other person was his biological older brother.
“…….”
Bo Yueming heard Pei Yi continue to praise him at the window, “Sister, your fried pork chops are so delicious, I’ve been thinking about them. I’ll come here often in the future.”
“Great!”
The boss lady happily accepted this. “I’ll pick out two big ones!”
With that said, she called to her husband inside to make preparations.
Bo Yueming’s gaze was still on the back of Pei Yi’s head, and he said in a low voice, “Pei Yi, the beverage shop is on the first floor. What do you want to drink? On the way, help buy me an iced Americano and a diet meal from next door for me to eat at home.”
“Ah?”
Pei Yi met Bo Yueming’s gaze again and immediately agreed. “Okay.”
Bo Yueming was a bit of a germaphobe, and didn’t like to frequent crowded places. It was almost the peak meal period, so it was natural for him to avoid the flow of people.
The boss lady came back after finishing up and found that Pei Yi was no longer there. “Where is your family’s little friend?”
Bo Yueming replied casually, “He went downstairs to buy something else.”
The boss lady smiled meaningfully. “I initially thought your lover was a girl. I didn’t expect that it would be such a good-looking young boy. No wonder you get two pork chops to eat every time.”
Bo Yueming pursed his lips and said very softly, “…..En.”
The boss lady recognized his face because he came to buy fried pork chops every now and then. She had asked him before, and Bo Yueming had replied casually—
“It’s for the little friend at home.”
Such a sentence caused the boss lady to misunderstand that this was Bo Yueming’s nickname for a little lover.
Once Bo Yueming was aware of her misunderstanding, he didn’t explain due to his selfish motives, which resulted in the mistake today.
The boss lady had said this in front of Pei Yi just now. Seeing that the secret would be easily revealed if she continued talking, Bo Yueming suppressed his guilt and tried to find a way to get rid of Pei Yi.
Very soon, Bo Yueming returned to the first floor with the packaged pork chops.
“Er-ge, over here!”
Pei Yi held a drink in one hand and the bag of food hooked on his finger.
The closer Bo Yueming got, the more he could smell the aroma of the fried pork chops in his hands. “Er-ge, come on, come on, open it first and let me take a bite.”
Bo Yueming smiled helplessly. “Greedy cat, can’t you wait until we go back? It’s only a few steps away.”
Pei Yi glanced at his own full left and right hands and urged, “Hurry up, I’m really hungry.”
When Bo Yueming heard this, he could only stop and ignore the people coming and going in the canteen as he took a small piece of pork chop out of the bag. “Don’t bite it right away, it’s a bit hot.”
Pei Yi blew on it softly twice before biting down in satisfaction.
Seeing his look of contentment, Bo Yueming asked, “Is this enough?”
Pei Yi nodded. “En.”
. . . . . . .
One month later.
Pei Yi’s roommate rushed into the dorm room and teased, “Pei Yi, there are girls downstairs looking for you.”
As soon as he said this, it drew the attention and jeers from the other two people in the dorm.
Baffled, Pei Yi warded off the words of the two and got up to go downstairs. There were indeed two girls standing downstairs in the dormitory. They were good looking and had outstanding temperaments, but they were unfamiliar.
Before Pei Yi could confirm their identities, they took the lead in walking over.
The girl with short hair nudged the girl with long hair. Seeing that her sister was too shy to say a word, she could only greet, “Hello, are you Pei Yi?”
Pei Yi nodded. “Yes.”
The short-haired girl introduced herself gracefully, “My name is Song Guo. I’m from the School of Economics next door, and I’m a year older than you.”
Pei Yi said politely, “Hello, senior sister.”
Song Guo continued to say in a friendly manner, “It’s like this, I saw you and Bo Yueming show up in the cafeteria before, so I asked around a bit. You’re his little brother, right?”
Pei Yi didn’t dislike this direct greeting. “En.”
When the long-haired girl heard this, her eyes finally lit up. She took a deep breath and handed over the ticket she was carrying. “Hello, my name is Yang Kelin. Could you please give this ticket to your brother?”
“……”
Pei Yi’s eyes dropped and he clearly read the words on the ticket—
Gelan Wine Concert, Saturday, 7:30 pm.
Seeing that Pei Yi didn’t respond, Yang Kelin explained warmly, “It’s like this. I heard that Senior likes red wine and has the habit of collecting famous wines.”
“So, I want to invite him to attend. Can you please pass it on?”
The implication was very clear.
Pei Yi’s heartstrings tensed slightly and he felt an indescribable melancholy, but he hid it well on the surface.
Song Gao opened her mouth to give her a hand. “Junior, can you help us?”
Pei Yi took a deep breath and decisively refused. “I’m sorry, seniors. I may not be able to help with this.”
“……”
Song Guo and Yang Kelin looked at each other, not having expected Pei Yi to refuse so simply. The latter’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said gently and rationally, “May I ask why?”
Yang Kelin had asked around and found out that Bo Yueming didn’t have a girlfriend. Only the other party’s personality was too cold, so they thought of sending this invitation through Pei Yi to convey the young girl’s intentions.
“Senior, it’s like this. My Er-ge doesn’t like others to make decisions for him.”
“You may be happy if I accept your request here, and look forward to it. But if it fails, your happiness will be in vain.”
“Instead of doing it this way, you should give it to him yourselves.”
Pei Yi paused, seeming to understand the concerns of the two girls in front of him. “Actually, Er-ge is very good, it’s just that he seems difficult to get to know on the surface. You, you can give it a try yourselves.”
“No matter what, the answer you receive yourself is always the best, right?”
Yang Kelin was moved by Pei Yi and didn’t want to force him to do anything. She put down her hand with the ticket and said, “Thank you, then we won’t trouble you.”
When Song Guo saw that her friend had given up on this method of invitation, she didn’t insist on it anymore.
She looked at the direct and candid Pei Yi in front of her and felt that he seemed like her own little brother. “Thank you, la. If there is a chance, senior sister will treat you to dinner.”
Pei Yi had a very good impression of these two people, and curled his lips.
It wasn’t until the two of them left that the smile on his lips suddenly fell and was once more replaced by inexplicable melancholy.
. . . . . . . .
As soon as Pei Yi returned to the dorm, he was surrounded by his three gossipy roommates.
“Tell us, did you fall in love with Senior Sister? Yang Kelin is the beauty of the school next door! She is beautiful and gentle, has good grades, and is very talented, and I heard that her family is really well off.”
“You kid, it’s only been a semester since school started. How did you catch her eye without saying a word?”
“……”
When Pei Yi heard the people around him complimenting Yang Kelin, a sense of sourness welled up in his heart. “They didn’t come for me, but to get to my brother through me.”
“Your brother? B-Bo Yueming?”
“En, I refused.” Feeling weak, Pei Yi climbed onto the bed. “…..I can’t help with this.”
Helping someone else in love!
Someone caught a clue from Pei Yi’s mood and teased, “I say, Pei Yi, you’re not jealous of your brother, are you?”
Pei Yi said firmly and simply, “No.”
“No?”
The roommate changed his mind again. “That’s right, you seem to be quite a brother-con. You talk about your big brother all day long.”
“……”
A brother-con?
Pei Yi’s eyes narrowed, and he didn’t answer.
Another roommate joked, “I’m telling you, Pei Yi, this Bo Yueming will have a girlfriend sooner or later. Don’t blubber about it, ah.”
—Shua!
Pei Yi suddenly pulled the blackout bed curtain. “I’m sleepy.”
Once he was isolated from the teasing of his roommates, the restless Pei Yi took out his cell phone and opened Baidu with an indescribable subtlety: Brother-con behavior.
The moment he entered the question, the answer came.
Pei Yi casually clicked on a web page and saw a line of words clearly written on it—
“Brother-con refers to liking a brother older than oneself who is not necessarily related by blood. Generally, the dependence is formed during childhood, and you want to stick to the other person all the time. You simply hope that your brother will always be with you and either take care of or protect you.”
“……”
Pei Yi saw this line of words and buried his head in the quilt in irritation. In addition to the sourness, there was also an inexplicable loss in his heart.
Buzz.
The phone vibrated.
Pei Yi picked up the phone again and looked at it, only to find that it was a message from Bo Yueming. “Do you want to eat that Thai grilled fish you mentioned this Saturday?”
Pei Yi recalled what he had just looked up, and said the opposite of what he wanted. “No, I have something to do.”
He paused, then deleted the “period” at the end and said, “No, I have something to do!”
. . . . . . .
In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday evening.
As soon as Uncle Kai opened the door of the villa, he saw Pei Yi wandering in front of the courtyard. “Little Sir, why haven’t you come in?”
“I, I…..”
Pei Yi got stuck, and was a little embarrassed and speechless.
He originally hadn’t intended to come, but he was at loose ends and ran over on impulse.
Pei Yi had come to visit the Bo residence more than once or twice over the years, and the security guards at the door who were familiar with him no longer stopped him.
But when he finally arrived at his destination, Pei Yi hesitated to go inside. He had already figured something out—
He and Bo Yueming were both adults, and the latter was a few years older than him. Sooner or later, he would have his own lover, get married, and have a family. He couldn’t cling to the other party like he did when he was a child.
Uncle Kai was unaware of what was going on in Pei Yi’s heart, and took Pei Yi into the villa as if he was his own child.
Pei Yi asked slowly, “Uncle Kai, is Er-ge upstairs?”
Uncle Kai paused. “Aiyo, the Second Young Master really isn’t home tonight. He went out in a suit before five o’clock. It seemed as if he had something serious to do, and he probably won’t be back before nine.”
“……”
He went out in a suit? He had something serious to do? And it happened to be Saturday?
Pei Yi thought of Yang Kelin’s ticket from before and his eyes dimmed. “Oh.”
Uncle Kai asked, “Little Sir, have you eaten? You can stay here tonight. Let me call the Second Young Master and have him come back early.”
“Don’t!”
Pei Yi blurted this out to stop him, then said with a stingy streak he wasn’t even aware he had, “Let him take care of his serious business. I’m not hungry. I’ll go back to the small room and take a rest first.”
Uncle Kai noticed that something was off about Pei Yi’s mood, but didn’t dare to ask further. “That’s good, you rest first. You’ll be hungry later, let Uncle Kai have something tasty prepared for you.”
“En. Thank you, Uncle Kai.”
. . . . . . .
Bo Yueming returned later than expected.
Pei Yi heard sounds in the small living room and slowly opened the door.
Their eyes met.
Bo Yueming was wearing a crisp suit, and it seemed that even his hair had been specially taken care of, which not only highlighted his handsome appearance, but also gave him a somewhat mature and steady aura.
“Pei Yi?”
“……”
Pei Yi heard his voice and moved closer, then saw a rare trace of drunkenness floating across Bo Yueming’s face.
Somehow, his mood that he had been suppressing all night dropped to the freezing point, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Was the red wine concert fun?”
Bo Yueming was taken aback. “What?”
Pei Yi’s nose felt sore upon hearing his retort. “Did you like it so much, ah? Did you drink until you were unconscious?”
Ever since he was a child, he had no memory of Bo Yueming going out alone with girls of a similar age.
But now the other party had accepted Yang Kelin’s invitation, which made it clear that something was going on!
Bo Yueming suppressed the drunkenness in his eyes, but didn’t rush to answer. “You know everything?”
Pei Yi was a little angry and lost, but insisted on saying harshly, “What don’t I know, I’m very clear!”
Bo Yueming tugged on his tie, and there was some implication in his words. “Then you aren’t happy for me?”
“……”
Pei Yi’s breathing stalled. He wanted to continue putting up a brave front, but couldn’t.
Whenever he thought of Bo Yueming showing love, care, protection, and companionship to some girl, he felt a sense of loss and uneasiness, but wasn’t in the position to show it.
He clenched his back molars unnoticeably. “I’m happy, ah, you two look like a perfect match. I’m going to bed. Er-ge, you should also go to bed early.”
The more he said, the faster and more uncontrollably he spoke, as if he was doing his utmost to endure something.
Pei Yi felt that he was on the verge of losing control of his emotions. He turned around and was about to rush back to his room, but his arm was suddenly pulled. “Kitten, wait.”
“I didn’t go on a date with Yang Kelin tonight. It was a business reception.”
Pei Yi’s mind was a mess, and he couldn’t react for a second. “I know you went on a date with her. You…..”
He stopped in embarrassment mid-sentence, and breathed a few times in confusion. “You didn’t go on a date?”
When Bo Yueming saw his reaction, he knew that his suspicion was correct.
“Did Yang Kelin seek you out before?” Bo Yueming pulled the still-dazed Pei Yi a little closer. “She came to me later and I refused outright.”
When faced with so-called liking and pursuit, he always made prompt decisions.
“Tonight was a business banquet. I just got my invitation from Grandma yesterday.”
Bo Yueming continued to explain, “I just asked if you were happy because I independently negotiated a cooperation agreement for a commercial order worth nearly one hundred million tonight.”
Pei Yi pursed his lips and praised subconsciously, “S-so awesome.”
Bo Yueming chuckled, looking at his slightly red eyes. “Are you unhappy?”
“…..No.”
Pei Yi’s heartstrings relaxed slightly, but then he remembered the facts that he must face in the future.
He raised his head and met Bo Yueming’s eyes. At this moment, all of his hesitation turned into the courage to break the pot and ask the question. “Er-ge, do you have someone you like?”
Bo Yueming’s grip on his wrist tightened. “Yes.”
“……”
Pei Yi didn’t expect the other party to give such a positive answer, and his sour mood suddenly came back.
He continued to endure it, but couldn’t help feeling lost. Lowering his head, he asked dully, “W-who, ah? How much do you like them? Do you want to confess, fall in love, propose, get married, and have children in the future?”
A faint laugh emerged from Bo Yueming’s throat. “En, those are pretty much the steps. Except, they don’t have to give birth to a child.”
“……”
Pei Yi could no longer control his emotions, so he simply threw the jar and smashed it. “Why? Because you don’t like children or…..are you afraid that she’ll be in pain when she gives birth to a baby?”
“Let me see.”
Bo Yueming seemed to be thinking about the issue very seriously, with even a bit of caution.
Pei Yi saw Bo Yueming’s attitude and smacked his hand away. “Forget it, pretend I didn’t ask. Just love her as much as you want!”
Before the lingering sound vanished, Bo Yueming quickly grabbed Pei Yi’s hand and leaned over.
So close, so close that even a kiss would be easy.
Pei Yi’s heart tensed, but his feet stayed in place, unable and unwilling to leave.
The surroundings were quiet, as if something tangled was taking root between them.
Bo Yueming saw that the person in front of him looked like he was about to cry, and spoke with deep meaning.
“The problem is, he really can’t give birth.”
