Chapter 227 This is a confession
On the 13th day of the first lunar month, two days before the Lantern Festival, every street in Lanjing was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns. The large shopping malls with the highest traffic on weekdays were hung with red lanterns, and the street lights on both sides of the streets at night were also bright red.

The weather suddenly changed from warm to cold, and the cold wind was raging.

The sky was covered with a gloomy film from morning till night, with dark clouds rolling in. In the afternoon, snowflakes began to fall hastily, followed by fine rain that wet the entire city.

It's a rare rain and snow.

Several days have passed since the farce. I don’t know how Jiang Ning and Jiang Yao feel about it, but Chen Yuan’s life has become completely quiet after this incident.

He hid at home alone, silent, dazed, adjusting his confused mood, without anyone disturbing him.

The phone doesn't even need to be turned on.

In fact, I don’t care about how time passes. In such silence without even the buzzing of mosquitoes, the time is not that important.

He hasn't lived such a lonely life for a long time.

He was leaning against the bay window alone, watching the drizzle outside making the window glass hazy. Suddenly he felt sleepy and fell asleep. When he woke up, the rain outside was still falling lightly.

There was still mist outside the window, and everything was blurry.

Unlike the past, without Jiang Yao's noise and Jiang Ning's caring advice, he only felt his ears itching.

He inexplicably suspected that he was deaf, so he turned on his cell phone and listened to a very loud song. After only three seconds, he felt his relaxed nerves being pricked and his head aching.

So it was closed.

Chen Yuan has been thinking a lot these two days.

When he is not thinking, he turns on the computer and plays stand-alone games to kill time.

Clean up the house, do some laundry, and pack your suitcase.

Breaking up is not as sad as you imagine.

At least after he vented his emotions, he suddenly felt... meaningless.

Not even as interesting as a stand-alone game.

noon.

Chen Yuan answered a phone call and spoke calmly for a long time. After hanging up, he threw the phone on the sofa and went to take a shower.

After coming out, I found from somewhere a comic book called "Detective Conan" that I had bought a long time ago but had not read yet. I only opened the packaging and it still smelled of ink.

Just like that, he looked leisurely alone.

The only sound that could be heard in the living room was the sound of turning pages. The genuine comics were thick enough, and each page had a very textured feel. Even the corners were greasy, and he would rub the very corners of the pages with his hands from time to time.

……

“Ka-ka—”

The door of 1301 opposite suddenly opened.

Jiang Ning walked out first, followed by the somewhat timid Yaoyao. The two of them stood in front of Chen Yuan's house, one in front of the other.

They were still wearing loose home clothes, their eyes were red and swollen, and their faces did not look very good.

Jiang Ning fiddled with her messy hair, turned around, and pulled Jiang Yao.

"What are you doing hiding so far back?"

"I...I'm scared."

"Now you know you're scared. When you were coming up with this evil idea, you emphasized 'every difficult road should be trodden by the brave with firm feet'. You said it one by one, and now that you're done for, you know you're scared."

"What if I go in like this and get scolded?" Jiang Yao was not encouraged by Ningning, she became even more afraid.

"If you're afraid of getting scolded, don't go. I'll go by myself." Jiang Ning was decisive at this moment, with a stern aura all over his body, and was about to open the door immediately.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait a moment and prepare yourself mentally, okay... Sister."

"I've been preparing myself mentally at home for the whole morning. What else do I need to prepare for? Why weren't you so cowardly when you argued with me?"

"This is different. I'm afraid of the young master."

"I'll only give you five minutes," Jiang Ning crossed her arms. She was actually nervous too. She took a deep breath and turned to look at the closed door with complicated eyes. "Is the manuscript ready?"

"Uh-huh."

"It's going to come eventually, just hold on."

She patted Yaoyao's shoulder.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Ning did not give her sister any chance to delay. There was a knock on the door. The two people's heartbeats began to accelerate. They did not dare to breathe and listened carefully to see if there was any sound from inside the door.

"No sound..."

"not at home?"

"That's impossible. I've been watching the door opposite and I haven't seen the young master open it." "Maybe he went out at night. Never mind. I'll just unlock it."

"drop--"

A green check mark appeared and the door lock opened. Jiang Ning mustered up the courage to step in. She walked into the entrance hall. Jiang Yao followed behind her, holding her shoulders and looking inside curiously.

"Is the light on?"

"It seems like the lights in the living room are on."

"Then you shouldn't go out..."

The two whispered.

At this time, Chen Yuan, who was curled up on the sofa, heard the sound and turned around to look at the two people who came in stealthily.

Eye contact.

Jiang Ning lowered her head subconsciously, perhaps because of her inner shame. She took a few steps forward to the carpet in the living room, thinking about what tone she should use.

"I--"

She just opened her mouth.

There was a "thump" beside me, and the spineless Yaoyao knelt on the carpet and cried loudly, "I was wrong!"

Jiang Ning's eyes widened, and her hair stood on end in anger.

She kicked her sister hard and said in a short voice, "What's wrong with you? Get up now."

Those crystal tears slid down Yaoyao's cheeks. She seemed not to hear her sister's words. She said rather miserably: "My sister and I have experienced extremely deep reflection and really realized that we have made an outrageous mistake..."

She moved forward twice.

"I know that no matter what I say, it can't make up for the harm I have caused to the young master, but people have a chance to reform, right? My sister and I are willing to confess everything and ask for leniency..."

Jiang Yao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and bit her lips, her eyes sparkling with tears and she looked pitiful.

It's really heartbreaking.

After crying for a while, she raised her eyes and asked Jiang Ning in a very small voice, "Why don't you kneel down?"

"I……"

Jiang Ning blushed.

Her self-esteem and pride really made it difficult for her to be as shameless as her sister, and she had not discussed this before coming.

Uncharacteristically.

Chen Yuan's eyes moved between the two of them, and he put down the comic book, looking extremely calm.

There wasn't even a hint of mockery.

"Confess what?"

"Yes..." Jiang Yao took out two folded papers from her pajama pocket, "This is my confession of guilt."

"What kind of confession of guilt? It's a confession of guilt!" Jiang Ning said anxiously.

"Yes, I wrote the confession all night last night, and my sister also wrote it all night. You can see that my eyes are swollen. I really know that I am wrong..."

Jiang Yao moved forward twice and asked Chen Yuan to look into her eyes.

"I do not watch."

"Ok."

"Then I will start reading."

"Actually, you don't have to kneel, Jiang Yao. I don't mean to refuse to communicate."

"Don't call me Jiang Yao, Young Master... Don't be so cold, it's more painful than scolding me, why don't you scold me?"

"I won't scold you, just say what you want to say."

Chen Yuan put down the comic book in his hand and looked up at Jiang Ning.

However, Jiang Ning turned away hurriedly, feeling embarrassed and guilty.

At this time, I didn't even dare to make eye contact.

"I...I plead guilty!"

"I plead guilty, too."

Jiang Ning lowered her head, sat on the ground with her legs folded as if accepting her fate, and silently took out her own confession.

(End of this chapter)