Love Is An Art

Shui Xian looked at Zhai Yanjun carefully before he asked, "Have you met her before?"

Zhai Yanjun's brows furrowed up slightly, "Nope. This is my very first time meeting her. That's for sure."

"Then why does she looks familiar to you?" questioned Shui Xian.

"I didn't say she looks familiar. I said her face kinda reminds me of someone. That means her features have a striking resemblance to someone I know." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully before adding, "The major difference is that her face is devoid of any expressions, unlike that person."

Shui Xian grew curious as he heard that and further inquired, "Who does she look like?"

Before Zhai Yanjun could answer, Shui Koshing interrupted him, "Ah-Yan, let Uncle Feiyang know about Raelle's grandfather. I'm sure he'd love to visit his old friend."

Shui Xian gave his father a cursory glance. And that was all it took him to understand that his father had intentionally interrupted them. But why? Did his father already know who Zhai Yanjun was talking about? How?

Although he had all these questions running through his mind, he didn't voice out a single one. Since his father had clearly indicated that he didn't wish for him to continue this topic, he decided to drop it for now. Instead of asking Zhai Yanjun, it was better to ask his father at a later time. Because it seemed his father would be more clear about the whole situation.

"I think he already knows though," replied Zhai Yanjun. "Grandpa told me he planned to visit here in the coming week. I believe he is coming to meet his friend."

Shui Koshing nodded his head in understanding, "I should have known that. Their friendship is still something that can make anyone feel envious. Even though they had been away for so long, they never really grew distant."

Zhai Yanjun looked at Shui Xian and inquired, "Do you also feel envious of this kind of friendship, Xian?" Shui Xian stared at him intently as he went on, "Oh, right! You'd definitely not be envious. You have exceptional friends. Oh, I mean to say, had."

"Do you have to specifically point that out?" wondered Shui Xian.

Zhai Yanjun shrugged his shoulders, "I had to do it. After all, I still believe you had the most amazing group of friends. But it's you who decided to walk on this lonely road."

"You never even had friends," Shui Xian shot back. "Why do you care why I chose this lonely road?"

Zhai Yanjun gave him a small smile as he said, "Maybe that's why I know how blessed you had been to have found such friends."

Shui Xian didn't want to hear it all from Zhai Yanjun. Even though he agreed with what Zhai Yanjun said, he couldn't bring himself to say it. He couldn't even refute his words. He indeed had some amazing friends but all of them had been mutual friends of his and his ex-wife. And after his divorce, he just wanted to keep his distance from everyone.

Besides, he had a lot going on that left him with no time to even contact his old friends like he used to do.

"It seemed you have had too many arguments with your ex-girlfriend," said Shui Xian out of nowhere.

Zhai Yanjun was taken aback as he asked, "How do you know that?"

"You've never been this talkative before," answered Shui Xian making Zhai Yanjun's face twitch. "I guess those arguments trained you well."

Zhai Yanjun pointed at Shui Xian as he looked at Shui Koshing and asked, "Uncle Shing, what happened to your sweet son?"

"He is long gone," said Shui Koshing as he sighed out and stood up leaving both of them alone.

Although Zhai Yanjun and Shui Xian couldn't really be considered close friends, they still had a very cordial relationship because of the bond that their families share. And because of that, they could actually freely talk to each other. They didn't have to put up a facade before each other.

And since they could talk about personal things, Zhai Yanjun was very clear about what happened between Shui Xian and his ex-wife. In fact, even Shui Xian's old friends might not be as clear about everything as he was.

"Xian?"

"Hm?"

"Did you fall in love with her?" Shui Xian lifted his brows and glanced at Zhai Yanjun. "I mean, you decided to marry her. So, are you in love with her?" Shui Xian shook his head honestly. Zhai Yanjun's eyes narrowed slightly as he questioned, "Then is she in love with you?"

Shui Xian put his cup of coffee down as his lips curved up slightly, "Love is an art, Yanjun."

Zhai Yanjun frowned deeply as he didn't understand what he was implicating with that sentence. "Yeah, so?"

Shui Xian gave him a smile that he couldn't understand, "But it's a pity that my wife had been a science student all her life." Zhai Yanjun's brows jumped up as he went on, "She doesn't seem to have the appreciation for the art of love."

Zhai Yanjun was confused and he only responded with, "Huh?"

Shui Xian chuckled very softly at his reaction and said, "Our marriage is not based on love. But somehow I feel like that makes it even more interesting."

Zhai Yanjun seemed like his whole viewpoint about Shui Xian was changing as he voiced out, "I never thought I would ever hear you say that a loveless marriage is actually interesting."

"Worry about yourself," said Shui Xian. "You look stressed out because of your breakup again. How many times has it been already? I feel like you're stuck in a toxic relationship where you're neither able to hold on to her nor able to let her go."

"Aren't we all a little stressed out because we all want to be happy?" responded Zhai Yanjun. "Besides, if we got everything in life that we desire for, what will we be left with to wish for? Some incomplete desires makes us want to wish for something and work for those wishes as well."

"Captain," started Shui Xian strangely. "This love has really altered your personality. You're turning into a poetic person."

Zhai Yanjun shook his head at him and rolled his eyes. He didn't agree with his words but he didn't disagree with him either. Whether it was love that brought some change to his personality or something else, who knew for sure? Perhaps, he didn't know it himself.