Clear up the misunderstanding

Feng Han recounted that two years ago, while out at a KTV bar, Wang Feiyan appeared. That night, they all drank heavily. Wang Feiyan drank too much as well and somehow ended up in his room. When she woke the next morning, she screamed, asking why it was him.

It turned out she had been looking for Zuo Kun, but had gone into the wrong room by mistake.

In truth, it wasn’t Wang Feiyan who had blundered, but rather he and Zuo Kun had swapped rooms by accident, leading to the misunderstanding.

That day, Zuo Kun was furious—partly because Wang Feiyan had harbored such intentions, and partly with himself, for it was his carelessness that had led Feng Han and Wang Feiyan to sleep in the same room. How was he to explain this to her?

That day, Bai Fanhao was also angry—angry that Wang Feiyan would even consider sneaking into someone else’s bed. Xi Haifei, too, was upset, for at the time, Wang Feiyan was Bai Fanhao’s girlfriend, yet she was flirting with others, and now had actually climbed into another’s bed.

But the angriest of all was Feng Han. Ignoring the three behind him, he slapped Wang Feiyan across the face, called her a “wretch,” and walked away.

After returning, Feng Han and Zuo Kun got into a fight, and their relationship gradually changed.

Feng Han insisted that nothing had happened between him and Wang Feiyan—that they had slept on opposite sides of the bed—but regardless, both he and Zuo Kun feared she would find out, so they chose to keep it hidden. Unexpectedly, she still came to know, by chance, of the existence of another girl, though no one knew the details.

Pressed by her persistent questioning, she went to the bar to find her cousin, and called home that evening, saying she was spending the night at her cousin’s.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, Feng Han showed up at the bar. He saw her come out, chatting and laughing with Zuo Kun. With a wounded expression, Feng Han asked, “Mumu, Zuo Kun, you two?”

“Feng Han,” she tried to explain.

But Feng Han turned and ran, not giving her the chance to speak. With a miserable face, she said to her cousin, “Brother, Feng Han misunderstood.”

“Xiaomu, you still mustn’t let anyone know you’re mad, nor that you’re my cousin,” Zuo Kun replied earnestly.

Thus, the tangled misunderstandings remained unresolved, and Zuo Kun, Feng Han, Bai Fanhao, and Xi Haifei all fell out with one another. Not long after, Feng Han came to her and asked, “What’s your reason?”

She said nothing, for she too wanted to hear his explanation—yet why had he never explained about that girl?

After that, the four of them fell into chaos. Feng Han was badly beaten by Zuo Kun, and Bai Fanhao and Xi Haifei witnessed it. From Zuo Kun’s mouth, they learned of the existence of the mad girl.

Soon after, Feng Han transferred to another school and went off to university. This year, upon returning home, he ran into Zuo Kun, and together they went to Wang Feiyan’s university on an errand. Fate, it seemed, would always intervene.

Just like before, drinking led to mishap. Zuo Kun went off to handle business, leaving Feng Han alone in the room with a bottle. Feeling dizzy, he turned off the lights and went to bed.

Half-asleep, he sensed something warm and soft nestle beside him. He had no idea what had happened, but when he awoke the next morning, he found a naked figure lying next to him—Wang Feiyan.

This time, there was truly no way to explain.

Feng Han spoke calmly, but Mu Qingxi listened with sorrow and hatred welling in her heart.

She felt sorrow that she and her cousin could not clear away all misunderstandings; sorrow for Feng Han and Sister Ah Dai’s misplaced suspicions toward them; and a burning hatred for Wang Feiyan’s relentless pursuit. Wang Feiyan was determined to climb into her cousin’s bed, yet every time, it was Feng Han instead.

Wang Feiyan, just wait. I won’t let you have peace.

After Feng Han finished, Mu Qingxi rose, bent down, and stopped with her face just a centimeter from his. Gripping Feng Han’s shoulders tightly, she fixed her gaze on him and said, “Feng Han, our misunderstanding happened because we didn’t trust each other. No one else is to blame. But as for Zuo Kun and Sister Ah Dai—if not for you, Sister Ah Dai would never have disappeared. So I do blame you. The first time Wang Feiyan tried to climb into your bed, I didn’t blame you; that was her fault. The second time, I despise you both. One is ruled by base desires, the other is no better than a prostitute. You’re both the same. Wang Feiyan deserves never to have children again. I want her to suffer for a lifetime. I want you both to suffer for a lifetime.”

Her words seemed almost offhand, but the force with which she gripped Feng Han’s shoulders betrayed the intensity of Mu Qingxi’s hatred. When she let go, his clothes were creased where her hands had clutched them.