"...All right, that’s it for Miss Wada Sakurako’s treatnt today. We’re going to turn off the live broadcast caras now so Miss Wada Sakurako can change her clothes! Goodbye!"
An Yan’s voice ca through his phone.
So, he had been watching a live broadcast. But why the sigh? If nothing bad happened to Wada Sakurako, wasn’t that good news for them?
"See? An Yan’s team doesn’t need at all!" Su Siming suddenly turned, eting Ono Eishi’s gaze.
Ono Eishi awkwardly shifted his eyes away, then chuckled. "Did you know I was here?"
Su Siming nodded. "I arrived earlier than you! By the way, shouldn’t your team leader be calling for a eting to discuss strategies around this ti?"
Ono Eishi shook his head. "She probably doesn’t want to see anyone right now."
"Is that so?" Su Siming curled the corner of his mouth.
There was a hint of devilish charm. How could this man have so many facets! And each one managed to hit him right where it hurt!
Ono Eishi could hear his own heartbeat. THUMP THUMP! THUMP THUMP!
Su Siming, noticing his distraction, looked away and lowered his eyes to the cigarette in his hand. "Do you know how much I envy you? You’re the soul of your team. Everyone listens to you except for Matsumoto Mina."
"But ... I’m just a gofer. Serving tea, ordering als, and occasionally playing the bodyguard! Haha!"
Su Siming took another drag of his cigarette, looked up at the sky, and blew out a ring of smoke. "Even you like Yan An from our team, right? You like their whole group of people, don’t you?"
Ono Eishi: "..."
"Actually, you’re quite good." Ono Eishi wanted to comfort this brooding, beautiful young man.
He got up, walked around the holly hedge, and sat next to Su Siming. "Don’t be sad. No matter what, the current difficulties are only temporary."
Su Siming tilted his head. "Temporary?"
"Yes, I wasn’t a valued mber of the team from the start either. I’ve been through everything you’re experiencing now."
"You’ve been through it?"
"Of course."
That second, Ono Eishi thought back to the ti when he was first picked for the team. He thought they valued his talent and hard work. Instead, they only cared about his ability to please certain people with special tastes in the wealthy circles. To put it bluntly, it was just because of his face!
"You need to make them see your value!" he said, looking at Su Siming. If such a face joined their team, he wondered, would it end up like his? No. Su Siming was not like him. He had to deliberately please others in order to survive! But Su Siming didn’t need to worry about survival, so he didn’t need to sell himself. How nice. A trace of self-mockery flickered in Ono Eishi’s eyes. Looking at Su Siming, a hint of envy crept into his gaze.
But Su Siming was oblivious to everything he had; he was still troubled. "Professionally, I... I can’t compare to them. If I could, I wouldn’t have to do these odd jobs..."
The young man’s specific brand of expressing sorrow for his unfulfilled ambitions was vividly displayed by Su Siming in that mont. "I too ca here with aspirations. I wanted to focus on research; I wanted to beco a dical god admired by thousands!"
He threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped on it twice. Then he bent down to pick up the extinguished cigarette and tossed it into the trash bin nearby. "In the end, I can only be a gofer!"
Su Siming sat across from Ono Eishi and propped his forehead with his hand.
Zhang Zhilan said this pose of his was the most seductive! Indeed, as soon as he struck this pose, he felt Ono Eishi’s gaze on him fill with an indescribable emotion. It was sympathy, heartache, mixed with a desire to save him, to make him feel grateful.
"Don’t be sad, I understand you!" With that, Ono Eishi gently placed his hand on Su Siming’s shoulder.
Su Siming struggled to suppress the goosebumps that threatened to erge, staying still.
Ono Eishi’s hand slowly exerted pressure. Skinny as a boiled chicken, yet unexpectedly strong. Did he intend to pull him into his arms? But how could Su Siming possibly want that?
With a countermove, Su Siming pulled Ono Eishi toward himself. Just as the other man nearly collided with him, Su Siming pushed him away forcefully. "You, you, keep away from !" As he spoke, Su Siming frantically wiped his hand, as if he had just touched sothing disgusting.
Ono Eishi watched him silently until he sat down, defeated, before speaking, "Don’t be like this, it’s normal."
Ono Eishi felt a secret joy inside; he knew no one could resist his charm.
"It’s not normal!" Su Siming pointed desperately at the stool opposite him. "Go sit there, don’t move!"
"Alright, alright, I won’t move." Ono Eishi sat down, his face full of helplessness.
Only then did Su Siming regain a bit of his senses. "I don’t care what you think. I was just impulsive just now; I have no interest in you!"
Playing hard to get! To make the other party take the initiative! Zhang Zhilan had told him to give the other side a slight hint of interest, and then the other party would take the bait.
Sure enough, Ono Eishi once again looked at him with helpless eyes. "I know, I understand! I just wanted to comfort you. Su Siming, trust , I can help you!"
Su Siming did not respond, looking dazed.
Ono Eishi continued, "Whatever help you need, anything at all, as long as it’s within my power, I’ll go through fire and water for you!"
"Then help . Make An Yan acknowledge , value , instead of treating like a gofer!" Su Siming said.
Ono Eishi fell silent. He didn’t have that capability. He couldn’t even find a chance to speak with An Yan; he could only make moves on the other girls.
At this mont, Su Siming suddenly said, "Ah, I just rembered sothing. I heard from An Yan that Wada Sakurako’s treatnt needs a kind of Dong Xuelian that only your R country has."
"Get it for , and I’ll believe you really want to help ."
Ono Eishi’s brows furrowed slightly.
Su Siming watched his expression and curled the corner of his mouth. "Forget it. Such a precious herb, how could you possibly get it?"
"After all, you’re just soone temporarily useful to Matsumoto Mina. She’s just using you and would never entrust you with such valuable dicine!"
"Speaking of which, we don’t absolutely need Dong Xuelian. An Yan said it before, if you have Dong Xuelian, she also has Snow Green Grass!"
"And the effects of Snow Green Grass are even better than those of Dong Xuelian."
Having said that, Su Siming began to scroll through his phone. After a mont, he showed the phone screen to Ono Eishi. "This one, have you seen it?"
The photo on the phone showed a plant; its root was green and the color lightened as it ascended, eventually turning pale greenish-white.
This plant, Ono Eishi had actually seen before, in the ancient dical books of Z country. It indeed was a plant with dicinal effects similar to Dong Xuelian.
Su Siming took back his phone. "Asking you for Dong Xuelian was just trying to get ahead of them. Now it looks like..." He sighed. "Ah! Never mind! I won’t trouble you anymore."
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