【Yan and Huan's New Year's Moonlit Night】(13) Author: Little Chicken Soup

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Yan and Huan's New Year's Moonlit Night "Thirteen"

"That's too much! Don't you know how to respect others?"

"I'm sorry..."

In the living room of Qiang's house, Huan and I, like elementary school students caught skipping school, lowered our heads and accepted Yan's
lecture. Knowing her as gentle, elegant, and rarely angry, I could imagine she was
truly furious today.

I glanced at my wife beside me, my eyes filled with reproach: "See, I told you to leave, but you wouldn't. Now this is a big mess
."

Huan gave me an innocent look: "You're blaming me? Weren't we all enjoying it just now?" Yan

was furious, but Qiang didn't seem to care and instead spoke up for us, saying, "Let it go, they
didn't mean it, and they apologized. For my

sake, please let it go." This only made things worse; Yan implicated Qiang as well, glaring fiercely at her husband as if to say, "
I told you not to play these games! How can you face anyone after this?!"

Qiang, like us, rarely saw his wife so fierce, and quickly changed the subject, asking Huan, "By
the left, why did you come back?"

Huan, startled, cried out, "We came to get the amulet!"

"Oh, that...it was in the bag, I completely forgot about it." Qiang went back to the bedroom
and took . His wife happily showed it to me, saying, "This is very important; it's to keep my husband
safe."

"You little rascal, you're so thoughtful towards Ze," Qiang said, crossing his legs on the sofa,
happy for his friend's harmonious marriage. Just as everyone was enjoying the warm atmosphere, I glanced at Yan again. Her sharp gaze hadn't diminished, as if
she were saying, "You think you can just change the subject like that and everything will be fine?"

Oh, it seems this time things are getting a bit difficult.

Everyone has a limit to their tolerance, and the gentler a person is, the further that limit is. But precisely because you can cross
that high limit, repairing things is ten times harder than dealing with someone who gets angry easily.

Qiang felt this wasn't a solution, so he took on the role of husband and tried to calm his wife down, saying, "Yan
, don't be like this. We're all friends, what's the point of this? Besides, you and Xiaowanpi are family now,
what's the big deal?"

But these words completely enraged Yan. She swung her hand and slapped her husband hard across the face: "You
don't care , but I do!"

"Slap!" The slap landed, scaring everyone into silence. Yan trembled all over,
her eyes filled with tears, and suddenly she ran towards the bedroom with a sob: "Waaah..." Oh

no, things have really gotten out of hand.

The three of us sat awkwardly on the living room sofa, exchanging glances. Huan, oblivious to the awkwardness, said, "It seems my sister
is really angry. Do you think she'll divorce Qiang?"

"Don't talk nonsense at a time like this!" I hurriedly shut up my wife's ramblings.

Even someone as confident as Qiang wasn't sure of Yan's feelings at this point. He looked worried and thought for a moment,
then tried to reason with her, "I'll go in and comfort her again."

Huan grabbed his hand, "My sister's so angry right now, I don't think she
'll listen to ."

"Then what do you think we should do?" The little rascal naturally wouldn't have any good ideas, but at times like this, it's good to have
a brainstorm .

Huan looked at me confidently and said, "I'm a woman, I understand women's psychology very well. The one who tied the knot must
untie it."

I frowned. Why me again? You understand women's psychology so well, then you shouldn't have peeked in the first place, right?

But if she won't listen to reason, Huan going in will only make things worse. So, I'll have to take the gamble. Thankfully, she
ran back to the bedroom, not the kitchen, so she probably didn't have a cleaver or any other dangerous weapon.

"Go for it, honey! It's all up to you!" My wife cheered me on before I left, even though she seemed to know
what going on.

I reluctantly accepted the task and made my way through the small hallway to our bedroom, gently pushing open the wooden door. It
was empty . I continued walking quietly into the room. The master bedroom was a suite with an ensuite
bathroom. Seeing the light on and the door ajar, I knew my old classmate was inside.

"Yan…" I cautiously approached and, sure enough, saw Yan sitting on the floor,
sobbing, . My heart ached at the sight, knowing I had truly hurt her. I knelt down beside her and apologized, saying,
"I'm sorry..."

Yan, her face streaked with tears, turned to me and said defiantly, "You're happy, aren't you? Seeing me like this."

"How could I be happy? Seeing you sad makes me sad too," I said, my heart aching. Yan questioned
me, "Then why did you do that again? Don't you know how hurtful that is?"

"I know, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me?" I sincerely repented, but Yan still wouldn't forgive me,
saying, "The last thing a woman wants is to be seen like this. I could tolerate what you did at those parties before,
how can you not even leave me with the last shred of dignity?"

"Yan..."

"How am I supposed to face you and Huanmei after this? Is it that we'll never see each other again?"

I knew the situation was serious and pleaded desperately, "Please don't say things like that, we really didn't mean it.
You and Qiang are our best friends, how can you break off our friendship over something like this?"

"This kind of thing? You still think it's a small matter? Don't you know
how embarrassing it is for a woman?" Yan asked, her eyes wide. I said shamefully, "Of course I know, but it's already happened, and all I can do is
apologize. What will it take for you to forgive us both?"

"I won't forgive you, I will never forgive you!"

"Please don't say that, Yan..." I couldn't help but hug her shoulders and said, "You are the most important woman to me, I
can't lose you."

"I'm the most important? What about Huan?"

"They're both equally important, so I don't want to lose either of you."

"Equally important, what a fickle heart." Yan said coldly. I comforted her, "Men are always greedy.
You and Huan, one gentle and one cheerful, are both angels to me. Of course I don't want to lose either of them."

"Don't say that. In the end, you chose Huan, and I have a husband. What angel? In the end, you're still just
a mortal."

"Yes, but as long as I can see you happy, I'll have no regrets even if that happiness comes from someone else, especially
since that's my best friend." I stroked the girl's hair and said, "Don't be angry anymore, okay? My little
angel ."

"Everyone says I'll never forgive you!" Yan pouted, but since her tears stopped, it seemed her emotions were starting to calm down.
I scratched my head and said, "It was you guys just now, how come it's you now? You forgive Huan, but not me?"

"That's Huan's personality, I can't do anything about her, but I will never forgive you!" Yan was still angry and didn't finish her sentence .
I accepted it all and said, "Okay, then I won't force you. If you don't forgive me, you don't forgive me. Just don't break
off our friendship. I'll let you get angry every time I see you."

Yan twisted my ear and said, "Look at you, talking so frivolously, you have no remorse at all!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... What do you mean, 'nothing'? I'm just reflecting on my actions. Your Highness, don't be so rough, you'll
twist my ear off!"

Yan exerted even more force, saying, "You must have felt really good hearing those words just now, right?"

I cried out in pain, "You were my goddess during my student days. Even when doing that kind of thing, you think of me. It would be a lie to say I wasn't
happy..." Before I could finish, Yan was already pouting and staring at me. I risked my life to continue, "But if
it can make you not angry, I'm willing to erase those words from my mind, even though it was really touching."

Yan blushed and looked at me, "Touched?"

I nodded without hesitation, "Touched! Of course I was touched! Extremely touched!"

Yan pouted and turned her head away, ignoring me. I knew she had completely calmed down, so I hugged her tightly and said, "I'm not lying to
you, I was really touched, it was a wonderful surprise. If you don't mind, I'll buy a piece of black cloth from Huan..."

The girl immediately turned back and glared at me angrily. It seemed that this kind of joke couldn't be told.

In any case, Yan was a woman who didn't like to get angry, and I would still be forgiven if I pleaded properly. She still refused to
go back and face Huan and Qiang. I pleaded and begged, "Please don't be like this. Huan
was so worried when she saw you run in. Please don't make your good friend feel uneasy, okay?"

"I feel ashamed to face Huan," Yan still couldn't get over it. I tried my best to speak up for my wife, "
No , she's the one who did wrong. Even if she's ashamed, she should be the one who loses face. Besides, she's been sincerely reflecting on her actions. Please
be magnanimous and don't hold it against a child."

"Alright then..." After finally persuading her, I felt relieved and led the girl back to the living room.
Before finished walking down the small hallway, I heard my wife's loud laughter: "Hahaha, I won again!"

Seeing Yan and me come out, she excitedly patted the sofa and said, "Honey, sister, Qiang and I are playing with tortoise shells.
Come and play with us!"

Yan rolled her eyes at me. Is this what sincere reflection is? I shrugged. Everyone reflects in different ways.
Some people choose to find something else to do to reflect on their mistakes.

"Why aren't you guys over yet? Come play! Qiang's lost three rounds in a row, he's a big turtle!" Huan said
excitedly. Yan and I were helpless; some people just don't understand the situation, and we couldn't get too angry.

Yan pouted and sat next to Qiang, scolding, "You lost again just now, and you're losing again now.
How can you be so bad?"

Qiang, also looking confused, scratched his head with the cards, "I don't know either. The boss drew a turtle,
it seems like it can't be blown away." Suddenly remembering his wife talking to him, he exclaimed with delight, "Aren't you angry anymore,

Yan?"

Yan didn't answer, piled up the cards on the small coffee table, looked at Huan, and said, "So good, Huan, let me
challenge you."

Qiang and I were startled, not expecting Yan to suddenly say this. Could this be... a battle between women?

Huan was also stunned for a moment, then nodded to accept her best friend's challenge, and the atmosphere instantly became serious.

'What is Yan thinking?' Although we'd calmed down, a woman's mind is always unpredictable. Seeing the girl diligently
shuffling the cards, we were still confused, afraid it would escalate into another argument.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff..." Yan shuffled the cards twice, looking at me strangely, "Ze, why
aren't you sitting down?"

"Me? Sit down?"

Yan nodded matter-of-factly, "Didn't Huan say we'd play cards together?"

Oh, so you meant play together? I thought you two were going to have a showdown.

Well, better nothing than something, I obediently sat down and joined in the turtle game.

Half an hour later

, "Sigh, you lost again? This is boring," Yan complained. I held the turtle cards, speechless. Did you
think I wanted to lose? You two ladies, can't you give your husbands a little face, let them win a round or two?

Qiang hadn't won a single round either, looking helpless. To be honest, playing games with my wives and making them happy
is fine, but it's just not right for a grown man to always be the turtle.

Looking at the clock, it was three o'clock. Was she planning to work late on the very first day of the Year of the Sheep? We still had to visit Mom and Dad for the New Year tomorrow.

"Sister, do you know why Ze and Qiang always lose?" Huan asked Yan, beaming with joy after her repeated victories
. Qiang and I were startled again; we'd finally managed to get her back on track,

hoping she wouldn't say anything like that again. Yan, like us, thought it
was just another mischievous, thought-provoking comment. Huan happily said, "It's because we sisters are united; our strength can break gold!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; finally, we heard something normal.

Yan seemed touched by Huan's silliness and offered to switch places with me: "Yes, that's why we need to
unite , show our sisterly love, and fight against those bad men together."

"Hmm!"

Girls' friendship is still beautiful. Seeing that Yan had stopped dwelling on what had just happened, Qiang and I felt
relieved. I made room for the two girls to sit together. Yan held Huan's hand and began to share their sisterly concerns: "Huan
, didn't you say you were upset seeing Ze being nice to me? Then why did you agree to let us meet?"

Huan, surprised by Yan's directness, stammered, "Didn't I just say that you, sister, are
better off than me, and you knew Ze much earlier? If you wanted to compete with me, you wouldn't stand a chance. I'm where I am today because you gave
me the opportunity, so why are you still so concerned?"

Yan shook her finger and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Huan, you're wrong. You and Ze's love is something you
fought for , not something I gave up. Even if I were competing with you, Ze would definitely choose you, not me."

Huan looked at me, and I nodded firmly. This little girl, I've already married you, and you still
lack confidence in yourself.

"But sister, you are indeed better off than me. You're pretty, you have a good personality, and even your breasts are so big."

Huan still lacked confidence, but Yan laughed and said, "A person's merits aren't just about looks, and besides, Huan, you
're not bad at all."

"You're nowhere near as good as me, sister. If I were a man and saw someone like you, I'd definitely want to fuck you too!" Huan
muttered . Qiang and I covered our faces together. A leopard can't change its spots; the little rascal is still the little rascal.

Yan was momentarily stunned by her wife's lack of manners, then looked at her peacefully. You
call a woman who poses a threat to you a sister, and you don't mind sharing her with your husband. Is this sister stupid,
dumb, or...?

Huan felt uncomfortable under her gaze and asked embarrassedly, "What are you looking at, sister?"

Yan shook her head, not answering Huan, but instead asked her another question: "You said if you were a man you would definitely
want to, now that you're a woman, would you want to?"

Huan was completely confused and asked stupidly, "Want to what?"

"Want..." Yan moved closer to Huan, a soft smile on her lips, and said, "Fuck me..."

After saying this, she kissed the girl's lips.

"to be continued"

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