Chapter 14

Ye Muyang’s eyes widened in surprise. “Sis, really?”
“Of course.” Fan Jia lifted her brows.
“Congratulations, sis!” Ye Muyang rushed forward and hugged her.
“Why are you like a kid?” Fan Jia patted his back gently.
After they separated, Fan Jia said solemnly, “Yangyang, I’m really happy to have met you. And I’m also sorry for the hurt I caused you before.”
“No, sis, that’s not true.”
Fan Jia said, “I was too harsh that day. Actually, it had nothing to do with you. I just judged people badly.”
“But in that split second when my emotions peaked, I thought—if that night you had spoken to Lin Liang and said you were a man, maybe none of this would have happened.”
“Later, after calming down, I just felt stupid. How could I look for excuses for him from such a twisted angle? I was unbelievably dumb, right?”
Ye Muyang shook his head. “No. You weren’t.”
Lin Liang and Fan Jia had dated for over two years. She had always treated it as a relationship headed toward marriage. With a serious, deep love and a man who had pretended well in front of her for so long, how could she give it up in one instant?
In your heart, you can’t help finding excuses for him; you keep persuading yourself, until you can’t fabricate them anymore.
Fan Jia let out a long sigh. “We were supposed to marry next year. Good thing I found out early. Not only can’t he control his lower body, when things blew up his first instinct was to dump the blame on someone else. A coward who dares to do but not to own it—how did I like him for two years?”
What angered Fan Jia wasn’t only that Lin Liang stole Ye Muyang’s socks and used them to satisfy himself. What disgusted her even more was his cowardly face when he refused to take responsibility.
That day, Ye Muyang and Fan Jia talked about a lot.
He also had regrets: if he had stated his gender that night, maybe the misunderstanding wouldn’t have happened later. Maybe Lin Liang could have continued pretending to be a “good man.”
But facts proved that some people are rotten at the root—beyond saving.
When the sky darkened, Ye Muyang returned to his room.
Opening the small gift box from Fan Jia, he found a diamond hair clip shaped like a bow.
Inside was also a handwritten note. Ye Muyang unfolded it; the woman’s handwriting was delicate yet forceful:
Be brave enough to be yourself, beautiful princess.
Ye Muyang’s eyes turned red in an instant—not a pervert, not a sissy, but a princess.
He carefully clipped the bow into his hair and sent a photo to Fan Jia: Thank you, sis.
Sister Fan: [[smile]]
To be honest, after sharing an apartment for so long, parting truly felt painful.
They weren’t just ordinary roommates, but close friends who had opened their hearts to each other.
She was one of the people from whom Ye Muyang had felt the most kindness since coming to this city.
Ye Muyang posted the photo to both his Moments and Seek’s share feed, with the caption:
Received a very special gift. I feel very happy and deeply moved.
After posting successfully, he opened his chat with Joice.
Mianmian: [Doctor, I’m feeling a little down.]
Strangely, he had now become used to sharing everything with Joice.
Even though Joice wasn’t good with words and always seemed cool and detached, he still tried his best to meet Ye Muyang’s requests. Before he realized it, this drew Ye Muyang deeper and deeper in.
Maybe because there was a screen between them, and because that person didn’t know the truth, he dared to be this reckless.
A few minutes later, the other side replied—
Joice: [You got a very special gift, and you’re still feeling down?]
The next day was Saturday.
There were especially many children coming in for dental visits in the morning.
Ji Zhou soothed one child and then another; crying in the clinic almost never stopped.
After finishing his current work, he washed his hands and got ready to order lunch.
His phone was unexpectedly quiet today.
Last night, after he asked Mianmian that question, she didn’t answer directly. Instead, she asked him back: “Doctor, are you jealous?”
Was this jealousy?
He felt it wasn’t.
He was just puzzled—why she could post in her share feed one moment, showing off a gift, saying she was moved and happy, and then in the next second come to him for comfort.
He didn’t understand, so he asked. But Mianmian didn’t answer directly and chose to dodge it.
So he also didn’t answer her question.
Later that night, Mianmian sent another message:
[Read and no reply again! Fine, good night.]
She didn’t seem to hold his rudeness against him, but Ji Zhou didn’t know whether she was angry.
Usually by his lunch break, the screen would already be filled with several messages from Mianmian.
She would say good afternoon, share what she was eating for lunch, and even show him cute stray cats she ran into while out.
She always had endless things to say, always full of energy.
But today—
Ji Zhou looked at the screen showing only a few irrelevant news push notifications, and for no clear reason, his heart felt strangely empty.
He tried opening Seek, wondering if maybe notifications just hadn’t popped up. But the last message in the chat still stayed at last night.
“Brother Ji, we’re ordering spicy stir-fry for lunch together. Want to eat with us?” Nurse Liu Zhen poked her head in and asked.
Ji Zhou came back to himself. “Okay.”
A group of people sat around in the first-floor reception area, chatting while eating; it was lively enough.
Ji Zhou ate little and spoke little, only checking his phone from time to time.
Xiao Gao suddenly asked, “Brother Ji, is the food not to your taste? I see you hardly eating.”
Ji Zhou straightened his expression. “No. Maybe I ate breakfast late, so I’m not very hungry.”
Liu Zhen cut in with a grin, “Brother Ji, did you fight with your girlfriend?”
Everyone at the table looked surprised. Xiao Gao asked, “Dr. Ji has a girlfriend?”
As Ji Zhou’s dedicated nurse, Liu Zhen spent the most time with him, so in everyone else’s eyes, she should know his situation best.
“No...” Ji Zhou wanted to deny it, but what came out became: “Fight.”
He hadn’t fought.
That was true.
“Ooooh~” everyone teased. So that meant he was admitting he had a girlfriend.