Chapter 2781 - 2776: 13-Day Talks (33)
Chapter 2781: Chapter 2776: 13-Day Talks (33)
What a back-and-forth move.
Regardless of his facial expression or lines, Wayne Falter’s reaction at that moment was worth pondering.
And as for Fu Qian, he naturally deciphered the deeper meaning with ease — it’s time to reveal the cards, I’m done pretending, I’ve just been teasing you all along.
Actually, what I’ve been intending to do from start to finish, is to escort you to the office.
After the earlier date mix-up, without a doubt, it’s yet another piece of bad news.
And from the very beginning when he called me over, Wayne Falter’s position shifted so drastically, it’s enough to break his back.
First, he was the impartial staff, then a secret rebel, and now he’s the treacherous lackey...
Leading me around in circles, seeing hope then postponing the date, is it just the "game" he talks about, merely to see my reaction?
Even the reason for skipping number 53 suddenly has a smooth explanation — because he never actually intended to send me out.
Even the "Darkness" in my heart is really related to the Jester.
Of course, this is just a somewhat plausible speculation based on the other’s reaction, far from being conclusive.
For instance, this could completely be another step in the back-and-forth, saying to take me to the therapist’s office, hinting someone’s there waiting for a good laugh.
Actually preparing eight or ten dancers, just to avoid me being too bored for these twenty-some hours.
In any case, it’s really — wonderful.
Not talking about the dancers, but the director.
From leaving that door, what’s in front of me is a two-man show with the "director", and Fu Qian never gave up on this theme.
Not to mention, upon exiting, the great ambition was set to lead the rhythm.
Now someone actively responds, following the rhythm of the back-and-forth leaps, what could be more ideal than this?
As for whether or not to go to the office, it’s merely like the pole in a pole dance.
Important, but never the main theme.
"Just in time, I got a new outfit."
As a character suddenly told to attend an important meeting, Fu Qian nodded slightly, tidying up his clothes, especially the collar.
The partner in the two-man show actively responded, spinning and leaping repeatedly, how could I not cooperate a bit?
...
You really did get yourself an "outfit".
Anyway, it’s clear that Wayne Falter is quite expectant of Fu Qian’s reaction.
After all, the core of a prank is the victim’s scream, right?
Unfortunately, the victim this time was somewhat excessive.
Cooperating yes, but not in the imagined way.
Someone is waiting for a meeting, so appearance needs to be taken care of, this reasoning seems flawless.
But rationally, shouldn’t you be greatly shocked, with eyes showing resentment from being toyed with?
If one were to add a deadly oath, like vowing to make you die miserably, it would be even more perfect.
It’s even hard to comprehend this as pretending to be calm.
Because the other even remembered such small details like the collar being slightly torn.
For a moment, the revealing smile on Wayne Falter’s face seemed a bit stiff.
"This outfit does suit you... Do you know what happened to the poor guy you took the clothes from?"
Whether Fu Qian is pretending to be calm or not, it seemed he was doing exactly that.
Deeply inhaling, Wayne Falter truly commented on Fu Qian’s attire.
Not only that, but he also smoothly chatted about the former victim.
"What happened later?"
This time the response was Paramecium-level difficulty, Fu Qian immediately responded with curiosity.
And throughout the entire process, the two kept walking, the scene so harmonious as if two close friends discussing life, perfectly matching the atmosphere of the sanatorium.
"He couldn’t stand the outfit at all, claiming the sanatorium was brutal."
The follow-up answer from Wayne Falter further heightened the atmosphere.
"So much so that he was not grateful to the rescuers, instead he lashed out at Servis, demanding a change."
...
So I even helped fight for some benefits?
This is probably what it means to do good deeds without concern for the future.
Wayne Falter’s description is so vivid, Fu Qian seems to imagine Lady Trish’s male companion with a flushed face, saliva flying.
Honestly, the outfit I wore at the time wasn’t bad in material.
But for these upper-class folks, finding it akin to a rag that couldn’t hang on their bodies is quite understandable.
Of course, no matter what, even with the pickiest character, being rescued amid peril shouldn’t be the focus.
From this point, the person’s behavior is still reassuring.
Yes, perhaps overly critical, but in Fu Qian’s view, Lady Trish’s companion’s abstract behavior precisely proves the state is well maintained.
Not getting stimulated by the ambush, or temporarily losing freedom, awakening the "Darkness" within.
But instead maintaining the surface self, continuing the frivolous arrogance.
Otherwise, if suddenly awakened, and showing the side Lady Black House mentioned, surely the Well of Time would act up again.
"To be fair, it’s good on the skin, yes the color is plain, and best to switch to hidden fasteners."
Feeling reassured, Fu Qian even joined in proposing some ideas for Lady Trish’s companion’s improvement scheme.
"I’ll bring your suggestion to them..."
Wayne Falter seemed to genuinely understand what it means to be a master of digression, the topic always strays to inconceivable directions in the blink of an eye.
"It’s just that Servis doesn’t seem very agreeable, even using it as a reason to keep the person there, worried if they were too traumatized."
Fortunately, he slowly developed a coping strategy, which is not to get entangled, just say his own piece.
After all, the other appeared very easygoing and wouldn’t criticize such behavior.
...
So detained by the therapist? Is that why Lady Trish’s companion didn’t return to his place?
It suddenly sounds more reasonable.
Fu Qian truly didn’t mind, even finding Wayne Falter’s words substantial.
You can forgo science, but logic must be applied.
Earlier Wayne Falter already proved my escape was long discovered.
The result was neither a large-scale hunt, nor did "several days" pass, Lady Trish’s companion seemingly having no thoughts of returning to his abode, was somewhat illogical.
Now it seems he wasn’t allowed to return, did my actions really put him in a patient gown?
Yet this isn’t the focus, the key lies in that Servis is in charge of this again.
Maybe for his identity, it’s nothing out of line.
But considering the journey, the scenarios meticulously crafted by the director, this one exhibited an extremely superior level of cooperation.