Article 2: The philosopher in the bedroom is as ridiculous as the philosopher in the nightclub.


       It was a very comfortable thing to be with Shen Huiming.
Even though Suo Yang was in a state of tension most of the time during this whole process.

       He would always subconsciously try to interpret what Shen Huiming said, every sentence, and even every word used.
In his opinion, Shen Huiming was not the kind of person who would not speak without thinking, and whenever he expressed something, it naturally had a deeper meaning.

       However, he also knew that maybe he cared too much and interpreted too much, which was not a good thing.

       When he got home, he didn’t even bother to change his clothes and just lay directly on the bed.

       The sheets and quilts had just been changed yesterday, but it had been a while since he aired the quilt, and even with the new bedding, his so-called happiness in life had not improved much.

       He pulled the quilt over his head, knowing full well that he should take a shower and change into his pyjamas for a good night’s sleep, but he just didn’t want to move.
He lay there thinking about the bet he made with Shen Huiming.

       In fact, the step he took today was very dangerous.
After all, before that, he had never thought that one day he would say this to a person he was not familiar with. 

       But it was undeniable that he was wavering, and the balance was clearly tilting in Shen Huiming’s direction.

       Suo Yang had met a lot of people, from all walks of life, with various looks and personalities, but few made him feel comfortable and made him nervous but still enjoyable to be around.

       Although he had politely expressed his dissatisfaction to Shen Huiming today—the other party seemed to just be very generic than sincere.
He actually didn’t mind it very much.
Life was originally boring and it was so much more enjoyable to have someone to keep you company.

       He hid under the quilt and chuckled, then lifted the quilt and got up and went to take a shower.

       After taking a shower, Suo Yang was no longer sleepy, and the discomfort from his hangover had basically disappeared.

       He got himself a glass of warm water, and then on a whim, changed his clothes again and went downstairs.


       Suo Yang drove to the bookstore, turned around twice and found the book—the one that Shen Huiming had read in the coffee shop before.
Before they left, he watched Shen Huiming put the book back on the shelf of the coffee shop, so he must have just pulled it out casually to look at it.

       Suo Yang bought it at the bookstore and bought two copies at once.
Apart from the book, he also bought a pack of sticky notes and a pen in the cultural and creative section of the bookstore and went to the coffee shop next door after paying for it.

       This kind of behaviour was a bit childish, and not even Suo Yang in middle school would have done such a thing.

       However, what he didn’t do in middle school, he did now.

       In the time it took to get a cup of coffee, Suo Yang wrote a note and put it in the book, then arranged for a courier to meet him at the coffee shop and sent the book with the note in it.

       It would be delivered by same city postal delivery tomorrow morning.

       The address was given to him by Shen Huiming.
Before the two separated today, Shen Huiming handed him a business card of his own and added, “I’ve never properly introduced myself, I always thought we could take our time, but in case we don’t get a chance to get along later, I’d better give some introduction of myself.”

       When Suo Yang finished the delivery, he tucked Shen Huiming’s business card into the book he had kept, and then drove home contentedly.

       When Shen Huiming received the courier, Suo Yang had already flown away again, serving other first-class passengers at 30,000 feet high.

       Shen Huiming had a meeting in the morning and came out of the conference room after eleven o’clock.
The little girl at the front desk immediately came to him with a courier package.

       “Mr.
Shen, there is a package for you.”

       Shen Huiming was not someone who would buy things online and it was also rare for someone to send him something to the company.

       He thanked the lady at the front desk and returned to the office with the package.

       The sender’s information was incomplete, and his name was “S”, but he looked down and smiled when he scanned the phone number, which he remembered.


       Shen Huiming flipped the weight of the package in his hand, went to his desk, put down his notebook, picked up the scissors in the pen holder and carefully opened the package.

       Inside was a book, Alain De Botton’s ‘On Love’, the same one he had read in the coffee shop, even the edition was the same.

       Shen Huiming smiled as he took the book and sat down in his chair, leaning back and turning to the window walls behind him to bask under the sun as he flipped through the book.

       He quickly turned the pages of the book first, and sure enough, he found a sticky note inside.

       Suo Yang’s handwriting was beautifully written, in a style that casual and elegant.
A powerful but not rigid one stroke to the left and another to the right, which was very similar to the feeling he gave.

       Shen Huiming took the note and examined it, slowly reading and savouring it word by word.

       【Mr.
Shen: Actually, whether you read it or not, the ending of each book has been written, but that is only its own ending, not ours.】

       Suo Yang did not sign his name, but he knew that Shen Huiming must have guessed who sent it.

       Shen Huiming looked at the word “ours” under the sun and smiled.

       That’s right.
The ending between him and Suo Yang hadn’t been written yet.

       Not only the ending, but the story had not yet officially started.

       Shen Huiming sent a message to Suo Yang: Want to read the book together? I am currently at 4/248.

       When Suo Yang saw Shen Huiming’s text, he was transiting in Paris and was about to leave for Rio de Janeiro.


       The thirty-hour flight was halfway through so far.

       While waiting for the passenger to board, Suo Yang turned on the phone and glanced at it, and then saw Shen Huiming’s message.

       He was not the kind of person who always kept an eye on his phone.
With few friends, he hardly misses any important information due to work, and his parents knew that he was busy, so they always waited for him to initiate contact for anything important.

       But today, Suo Yang always subconsciously paid attention to his mobile phone as soon as he landed.
After finishing his work, he finally found a chance to turn it on and take a look.

       The chief flight attendant laughed at him, “What’s wrong with you today? You got a girlfriend?”

       Suo Yang responded with a smile, “No, there’s something at home that’s on my mind.”

       On my mind.

       When Suo Yang saw Shen Huiming’s text, although he didn’t want to admit it, he had to admit that he was happy.

       The note he left for Shen Hui Ming was written in a somewhat ambiguous way.
In fact, he regretted it after sending it.
It felt as if he was implying something to Shen Huiming, but he just wanted to say that they were not the main characters in this book, and there was no certainty on how the future would develop.

       Fortunately, Shen Huiming was not the kind of person who was crazy to show off when he got a little advantage, and he knew how to respond to Suo Yang’s advances.

       Shen Huiming understood that complacency over a single gesture of affection would only lead to a quicker explosion.

       So, he still behaved well.
Even though Suo Yang said that he wants to see a more real him, it was not right to rush things.

       In response to Shen Huiming’s reply, Suo Yang again had to marvel at this man’s shrewdness.


       He had made an appointment to read together and attach his own progress.
In this way, even if he didn’t have the chance to meet for a long time, he would still be able to exchange messages.

       Suo Yang held the phone for a moment and hesitated, but did not reply.
He turned it off again and put it back in his pocket.

       However, a minute before he board the passenger, he quickly turned on his phone and sent Shen Huiming a message.

       Suo Yang’s reply didn’t say much else but sent his flight number over.

       He sent the message and turned it off after it was sent successfully.

       When he looked up again, the shuttle bus had already driven over, and the passengers were about to board the plane.

       Suo Yang put the phone away, took a deep breath, and returned to his former professional appearance, with a decent smile on his face.

       He watched the passengers rush out of the bus, and thought: the first flight after placing the bet and not meeting Shen Huiming.

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Notes:
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