After finishing speaking, Wen Qingyou took out a business card from his pocket: "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat, it's over.
This brother completely tore off half of his vest.
Jiang Yuhe didn't move.
His thoughts were still immersed in the words "brother" that Wen Qingyou said just now.
If it is true, this may be the most outrageous and absurd thing I have misunderstood since I grew up.
He looked a little stunned, paused, and still looked down calmly.
The business card was in English, and he quickly read the information on it.
SONGQING YOU
The boss of a Wall Street investment firm.
After his parents divorced, Wen Qingyou changed his surname to Song with his mother, so whether it was on his business card or in the environment he was in, his name was Song Qingyou.
For a long time, Jiang Yuhe didn't speak.
After being immersed in the business world for many years, he has already been able to cover up all his emotions and anger quietly.
But under the seemingly calm surface, countless emotions are floating in the dark.
elder brother
Her own brother
How can this be.
But…
Why is this impossible.
After a long time, Jiang Yuhe seemed to recover from the shock, and turned to ask Wen Yu for verification.
He just looked at her without saying a word.
Wen Yu understood what he meant, and opened her lips—"I don't know."
Not to mention Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu felt like she was dreaming.
What a magical plot, I was kissed by force last night, and robbed by force this morning.
Have you asked her? Did she agree
"She has amnesia, it's normal not to remember me." Wen Qingyou knew that Wen Yu was doing Tai Chi, but he still helped her explain the problem.
Jiang Yuhe laughed, "Then how can I believe your words, you can say you are whoever you want."
Wen Qingyou took out his mobile phone, and then dug out some photos.
"If Mr. Jiang is not too troublesome, here are the photos of me and Xiaoyu when I was a child, and a family of four with my parents. She went to college, graduated, and her daily life can be traced from me."
After a pause, "If that's not enough, I don't mind doing a DNA test with her to prove it."
When Jiang Yuhe saw the first photo, he already knew that Wen Qingyou was not lying.
It was probably a photo of Wen Yu when she was five or six years old. Wen Qingyou was standing next to him, gently hugging her, and the two of them smiled intimately and happily.
In the photo, Wen Qingyou had a small mole under his eye, and the man standing in front of him also had the same spot.
Jiang Yuhe felt that something had collapsed.
"My sister returned to China more than two months ago, but suddenly there was no news. My family and I searched for a long time before I heard from a friend that I had seen her in Beijing."
"I am very grateful to Mr. Jiang for taking care of her for more than two months. Now it is time for me to take her back to the United States."
After finishing speaking, Wen Qingyou gave Wen Yu a look, "Do you have something to clean up?"
Wen Yu knew that Wen Qingyou was afraid of being hesitant, so she came here specially to give herself a good time.
But it was so sudden that she wasn't ready to leave at all.
She doesn't want to go.
She glanced at Jiang Yuhe, trying to wait for a word to persuade him to stay.
But the man didn't look at him, his eyes fell elsewhere, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The entire living room was filled with a heavy low air pressure.
Wen Yu had rehearsed countless times in her heart how she would look like when she left this house, but when it really came to this moment, she still found it very difficult.
The quick knife did cut the mess, but the person who cut it off was not feeling well.
Wen Yu stood behind the sofa, looked at Jiang Yuhe, squeezed the sofa fabric tightly with her hands in the dark, "Brother..."
But Wen Qingyou interrupted her in an unclear manner: "Dad misses you very much."
Wen Yu: "..."
This is already an ultimatum from my brother.
If you don't obey, Wen Yi'an will know all about it.
But the damn man didn't even say a word.
Wen Yu was inexplicably angry.
Although I know that I have no position to be angry at all.
But Jiang Yuhe's indifference still made her sad.
"Okay." She walked up to Jiang Yuhe with her handbag in a fit of anger: "Then I'm leaving."
She has nothing to clean up, everything in this house belongs to Jiang Yuhe, she is not entitled to take it away.
Jiang Yuhe finally looked up at her.
Although there are countless reasons to want to keep him at this moment, Wen Qingyou's words of "brother" are enough to destroy all his fantasies.
In what capacity did he keep people behind
Just like that phone.
The secret he had tried so hard to hide in the dark was finally ruthlessly counterattacked.
Wen Qingyou's appearance was the biggest backlash.
He said that Wen Yu returned to China more than two months ago.
And Wen Yu's circle of friends also wrote that she wanted to meet her boyfriend from another place.
Everything fits.
Jiang Yuhe arrogantly controlled the fate of countless people, but at this moment, he deeply felt the powerlessness that even he was helpless.
He got up and left without looking at Wen Yu again.
After walking a few steps, he stopped, turned his back to them and said lightly:
"Hurry up if you want to go."
Wen Yu: "..."
Wen Qingyou responded with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for returning my sister to me."
This is gratitude, but it is also a challenge and a hint.
Wen Yu is his younger sister, she doesn't belong here, and she doesn't belong to him.
The stories of the past few months can come to an end.
From now on, everyone will go their own way without any ties.
Wen Qingyou gently took Wen Yu's hand and walked out the door.
Step by step, like a spring of unknown length, Wen Yu was forcibly pulled, and looked back from time to time as the distance between Jiang Yuhe and Jiang Yuhe became farther and farther away.
He didn't look back in the end.
The door was gently closed, and the house was suddenly quiet.
After witnessing this sudden parting with her own eyes, even Aunt Twelfth, who has always been very personable, couldn't recover.
She looked at the gate, and then at her young master who had been standing there for a long time.
"You don't want to stay?"
Keep
How to stay.
Why stay.
The boss of the party responsible for the incident, what position does he have to stay.
Others didn't know that Jiang Yuhe had already despicably kept her once.
But this time, maybe it was God's punishment for his selfishness.
Jiang Yuhe didn't speak any more, and went upstairs alone.
Over there, Wen Yu followed Wen Qingyou back to the riverside hotel.
Wen Qingyou opened a separate room for her and said:
"I've booked a ticket back to Jiangcheng tomorrow afternoon. Let's go back and see Dad first, and then you and I will go back to the United States. Whether you want to relax or develop there, in short, start a new life as soon as possible."
Wen Qingyou didn't get a response after saying a lot of words, so he turned around and looked over.
Wen Yu sat by the bed, not seeming to be listening to him at all.
Wen Qingyou saw that her mind was uncertain, and comforted him: "It's good to end like this. He won't know everything you lied to him, and you can get out unscathed. It's the best ending for both of you."
Wen Yu didn't speak, but just pressed the phone screen from time to time.
Since she left Jiang's house until now, Jiang Yuhe hasn't sent a single message.
Who is really not reluctant to leave by himself
Wen Yu didn't know why she had such expectations, but she felt a little annoyed when she thought that the last thing she saw at Jiang's house was his back.
She asked Wen Qingyou, "What time is the flight tomorrow?"
Wen Qingyou: "Four in the afternoon."
Wen Yu stood up and walked back and forth in the room several times, but she still couldn't calm down.
She stopped and looked at Wen Qingyou: "I seem to have forgotten something at Jiang's house, I'll go back and get it."
"what."
"A bottle of perfume."
"Brother will buy you any brand of perfume you want when you go back. There's no need to make a special trip."
Wen Yu bit her lips, and then remembered something, "There is also a pair of cufflinks, which I planned to give to Shen Mingjia, I—"
"Yuyu." Wen Qingyou interrupted her, and sighed again, "It's over, okay?"
"..."
"Don't think about going back. Brother has already done this ugly person to pull you out. Let's look forward to the future, shall we?"
Wen Yu paused: "But I didn't ask you to do this."
She lowered her head: "I never thought of leaving. You are the one who decides for me. You think this is the best result, not me."
Wen Yu's thoughts were clearly seen by Wen Qingyou.
After all, after living together for so long, that man Jiang Yuhe definitely has enough charm to make his sister have a different feeling for him.
When he likes it, he likes it, but what if he knew that Wen Yu's purpose of approaching him from the very beginning was just to take advantage of him
Wen Qingyou didn't want Wen Yu to suffer any harm, even if he was misunderstood now, it didn't matter.
The two siblings were silent for a while.
Wen Yu was still persistently pressing the screen for a while, and Wen Qingyou saw that her screen saver was a photo of her leaning against Jiang Yuhe, with intimate love stickers on it.
This photo further proved Wen Qingyou's guesses. He glanced at Wen Yu and tentatively said, "This phone is too cheap. I'll buy you a new one when I get back to Jiangcheng."
After saying that, he lost his mobile phone, "Don't miss everything here, just throw it all away."
But when the phone fell into the trash can with a thud, Wen Yu hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up, and couldn't control her emotions:
"I have been brought out by you, what do you want from me?"
She wiped the dust off her phone,
"Do you know where this phone came from?"
"Where were you when I was in a car accident and broke in this city?"
"Where were you when I was mocked by the scumbag and the mistress?"
"You leave as soon as you say, come back as soon as you say, come back and break my life forcefully, and throw away all these things that can only make me miss?!"
Wen Qingyou was at a loss for words for a moment, and after a while he sighed softly and said, "Yuyu, is it only your mobile phone that you miss?"
Wen Yu: "..."
On the first night Wen Yu left, although Jiang Yuhe wanted to get used to the home without her, he couldn't accept this reality so quickly both rationally and emotionally.
He asked Qi Xu out for a drink.
Usually a bunch of people form a bureau in the clubhouse, but today they just found a quiet small bar.
There is no expensive wine, no noisy environment, only folk singers singing emotional songs on stage, the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.
"Did the little tail follow?" Qi Xu asked as soon as he sat down.
Jiang Yuhe drank the homemade cocktail in the store, "Let's go."
"?" Qi Xu paused for a while, "Where are you going?"
"Her own home."
Only then did Qi Xu see the rare calmness on Jiang Yuhe's face.
Although he often had a cold face in the past, at least you can feel his indifference and impatience.
But not now.
His expression was completely pale with no five senses or six senses.
Qi Xu realized that something was wrong, "Has she recovered her memory?"
"No." Jiang Yuhe drank the crimson wine in one gulp, "Her brother came here and took him away."
"..."
Not knowing if the strength of this glass of cocktail could soothe his mood at the moment, Jiang Yuhe turned to the waiter and asked for another glass.
"What's the name of this glass of wine?"
Waiter: "I was delusional yesterday."
"..."
What a delusion yesterday, you guys really know how to choose names.
Drinking a glass of wine can be connoted, Jiang Yuhe suddenly smiled and shook his head.
Unexpectedly, Qi Xu followed up and made another stab: "She just left like that? It shouldn't be, after all, I have lived with you for a few months, and I don't miss you at all?"
Good question.
Jiang Yuhe also wanted to know why.
When Wen Yu left, it was as if she had made preparations long ago, she couldn't wait, and didn't look back at all.
Not to mention being nostalgic, I haven't sent a single message back until now.
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "It has been in vain for more than two months."
Qi Xu was silent for a moment, but still felt that Wen Yu was not such a person.
"I think it's because you did something that made people afraid to stay."
Compared to Wen Yu who just left without conscience, Qi Xu wondered if Jiang Yuhe, a beast, did something excessive to scare him away.
Jiang Yuhe was stunned for two seconds: "Me?"
Qi Xu showed no mercy: "It's you, you are not a good thing, first reflect on yourself."
After being reminded by Qi Xu, Jiang Yuhe suddenly remembered what he did to Wen Yu last night.
The panic, panic, astonishment, and uneasiness in her eyes at that time.
It looked very much like a fawn desperately trying to escape after being attacked by a wild animal.
so.
Was it my own impulsiveness that scared her away
Jiang Yuhe rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "How do I know that her brother came here today?"
This answer seemed to confirm Qi Xu's guess, and he immediately became interested: "So what did you do to him?"
Jiang Yuhe and Qi Xu have been friends for more than ten years, almost grew up together since they were young, and they talk about everything. So after hesitating for a few seconds, Jiang Yuhe told Qi Xu that he couldn't help kissing Wen Yu.
Qi Xu was silent for a while, "Fortunately, my brother is here."
"..."
"However." Qi Xu paused for a few seconds and then said, "I have done this before, so I can understand."
I thought it was a good brother and fate, but Qi Xu took a sip of the wine slowly, and then suddenly changed his mind: "But I coaxed me back."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
You can fuck off now.
I called you here to show me
Qi Xu was just joking, seeing his complexion, he finally comforted him solemnly: "It's just a brother, not a boyfriend, if you can't let it go, go chase it back, do you need me to teach you about this?"
It is true that Qi Xu is not needed to teach, but—
"She lives in the United States," Jiang Yuhe said lightly, "and she came back to see her boyfriend before."
"..."
There's no way to force it.
Knowing that there is no hope of recovering the relationship between the brothers, Qi Xu changed the subject without a trace, "The singer on stage sings well, listen to it, you can consider signing it for development."
Jiang Yuhe tilted his head slightly.
On the stage, a man held a microphone and sang affectionately—
"I should be under the car, not in the car."
"Seeing how sweet you are..."
"He must love you very much, and compare me to that."
"It only took a minute to break up..."
? ? ? ? ?
Jiang Yuhe decided never to set foot in this bar again.
The night seemed to go by so fast.
The next day, Wen Yu woke up and opened her eyes, but the crystal lamp she was accustomed to turned into a cold and unfamiliar white ceiling lamp.
She reacted for a while before she gradually remembered that she was sleeping on a hotel bed.
She had already left Jiang's house, the house where someone would wake her up every day, cook for her, and clamor to raise her to be white and tender.
The feeling was melancholy and depressing.
She began to fantasize about her life after going to the United States. She could continue to study there, or work in her brother's company, and she would know more people, people of different skin colors.
But no matter how colorful and exciting I think about the future, I still can't fill the emptiness in my heart.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the airport.
After getting the boarding pass and going through the security check, Wen Yu said goodbye to the city step by step with an indifferent expression on her face.
In the VIP lounge, Wen Yu sat quietly waiting for the flight.
She looked at the ticket in her hand, and the time seemed to go back a few months ago, when she set off to Beijing to get cufflinks for Shen Mingjia.
At that time, she was still immersed in the joy of being able to meet the scumbag in half a year, and she had no idea that her fate would be turned upside down one day later.
Now Wen Qingyou seems to have pulled her back on the right track of life, but is it really the most correct way
Wen Yu still checked her phone after a while, but after so long, Jiang Yuhe still didn't send her a single word.
I don't know whether to be angry or disappointed.
She went so decisively.
The plane takes off and lands outside the window, some people come here with joy, some people leave here with hope, everyone's fate is different.
Wen Yu opened WeChat, took a photo of the plane taking off and sent it to Moments.
It's already obvious, I'm at the airport.
Got to go.
I gotta go…
Do you really want to leave me alone? :)
It’s really okay to leave a short message to express my blessings, no matter what, I have been plastic brothers and sisters for almost three months.
This circle of friends is only visible to Jiang Yuhe.
After Wen Yu finished sending, she waited for the man's reply.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes, half an hour...
Nothing happened.
Wen Yu was a little depressed.
This kind of dialogue that never got a response made her gradually become agitated, and she began to walk up and down in the VIP waiting hall.
Wen Qingyou knew that she still had thoughts in her heart, so she didn't bother to care about her.
Until the man suddenly sat next to him, crossed his arms and looked at him: "Are you really my brother?"
Wen Qingyou:
"I'll leave with you just like that. What if you are a human trafficker who tries to make me look like my brother and kidnap and sell me abroad."
Wen Qingyou:? ?
You don't have to make up such a story if you want to go back.
The more Wen Yu thought about it, the more reasonable she seemed, and she was about to run away with her small bag, "I think I still need to be more cautious, or let's make an appointment to do the DNA and then talk about leaving."
Just after running a few steps, Wen Qingyou called her to stop: "Wen Yu."
The voice was a little harsh.
Wen Yu froze for a moment, stopped there, lowered her head dejectedly, and turned around sullenly after a long time: "But I really don't want to leave."
"Then he didn't keep you either, did he?" Wen Qingyou followed up with this sentence.
"..." The knife was pierced deeply and accurately.
Wen Yu had no reason, and returned to her seat with her head drooping.
Looking out of the window in a daze, yes, he never left himself.
Forget it, the retribution of a liar.
Wen Yu finally clicked on Moments and found that there was still no reply, so she deleted the post.
Now the mood is quite complicated.
Obviously at the beginning, she wanted to touch others, but now she wanted others to give her a little response.
Wen Yu felt a little sad.
If her and Jiang Yuhe's worlds hadn't been integrated in that way at first, she might not have so much hesitation and speechlessness now.
"Brother, have you done anything that you regret?" Wen Yu suddenly asked Wen Qingyou.
regret
Wen Qingyou's eyes paused for a few seconds, and his thoughts were slowly pulled away.
A few months ago, he met a woman when he was on business in Miami, and under the feasting and feasting, the game of adult men and women began naturally.
Later, when she left, she wanted his business card, but he only gave her a kiss and said lightly to take care.
The woman also smiled and replied the same words to him, and didn't pester him any more.
After a brief intersect of each other's lives for a few days, they separated altogether.
No sloshing around.
Wen Qingyou thought that he only had physical pleasure for her, but after returning to New York, after countless tossing and turning nights, he realized that the initial willingness to fall in love with her was already love at first sight.
"So what if you regret it," Wen Qingyou gently adjusted his glasses, sighing with emotion in a calm voice, "Life will not let you go back and choose again, so we have to cherish the present moment."
With a beep, Wen Yu's cell phone rang suddenly.
She was blindfolded for a few seconds, watching "You have received a new message" displayed on the screen, her heart beat faster.
She firmly thought that it would be a message from Jiang Yuhe, but when she opened it hopefully—
It turned out to be Shen Mingjia.
[Hello baby fish, what have you been up to these days? Why are you ignoring me?]
... Wen Yu wanted to get into the screen and beat this bitch to death.
Always come out at the wrong time to disgust people.
Bai was overjoyed, but Wen Yu was even more depressed.
She could feel a certain desire in her heart, and the more intense and urgent that desire was, the more disappointed and sad she was when she saw Shen Mingjia's WeChat at this moment.
Shen Mingjia posted again at this time:
[Why is there no photo of your brother in your circle of friends?]
[Baby Xiaoyu, when will I take a video of Mr. Jiang at home, let me see, he has always been my idol.]
The scumbag's words are pleasant, but in fact he has become suspicious of Wen Yu.
Because Wen Yu's circle of friends hardly posts anything, it's empty, and it really doesn't look like the younger sister of a bigwig in the entertainment industry.
But it was such a disgusting wechat that inexplicably opened up a gap in all the blocked exits in Wen Yu's heart.
She sat up straight suddenly, as if reminding herself—
What are you going to do? You don't abuse Shen Mingjia anymore
Look, he's starting to suspect you now, and he wants a video, how can you leave
Remember how he taunted you? Remember how he lied to you
Stand up! Must go now! back! go!
Even though he knew that this gap was forcibly opened by himself, once the idea started to sprout in his heart, it overwhelmingly overwhelmed everything else.
Most importantly, at this moment she finally knew—
Is it the mobile phone or the person that I am nostalgic for
The announcement starts at this point for boarding.
"Life does not give us the opportunity to turn back and choose." Wen Yu stood up: "So now I want to keep going forward and not look back."
At exactly four o'clock, the flight from Beijing to Jiangcheng took off on time.
Wen Yu stood at the gate of the airport with her only handbag in her hand, and looked up at the sky.
A plane flew away overhead, streaked across the white clouds, and slowly climbed into the clouds and disappeared.
Wen Qingyou's serious warning still echoed in her ears:
"When you think about it, everyone is responsible for the decisions they make."
Of course Wen Yu understands this truth—
"You said, live in the moment."
Wen Yu's present moment is everything related to Jiang Yuhe.
Even if she wants to leave in the future, she hopes that she can tell him frankly, instead of leaving selfishly like now.
The moment when she tore up her ticket was perhaps the most memorable and profound decision in her life.
There were people coming and going at the airport exit, but Wen Yu felt extremely relaxed. She didn't take a taxi right away, but walked slowly along the side of the road.
There was still no news on the phone, Jiang Yuhe, an indifferent man, did not send himself a word of blessing after all.
When I go back later, I must scold him severely.
Just thinking about such a picture, the corners of Wen Yu's lips curled up unconsciously.
Walking to the end of the airport driveway, Wen Yu found a temporary taxi stand and waited a minute for a taxi.
The taxi came in front of him, Wen Yu opened the door, and was about to get in when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar black car parked across the road.
She paused slightly, and the body that had just bent down stood up straight again.
She looked at the opposite car from a distance.
The car window was open, and the man leaned on the window sill with his arms bent, looking indifferently into the distance.
He seemed to have no specific direction, and no emotion could be discerned from the indifferent edges and corners, so he just looked at it thoughtfully.
Wen Yu didn't know when he came, how long he had been here, and how long he planned to stay.
Everything around seemed to stand still suddenly.
There are only him and him in the whole world.
Wen Yu watched it for a few seconds, suddenly wanted to laugh, and was very moved.
Everything went without saying, and finally he still has a conscience, worthy of the ticket he tore up.
…
"I can't get on yet, there's a queue at the back!" The driver suddenly honked his horn.
Wen Yu came back to her senses, hurriedly closed the car door and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm not going."
Suppressing the ups and downs of joy in her heart, she slowly walked towards him.
Get closer and closer until you stop.
He tapped lightly on the window.
At this moment, the wind became very gentle.
"Is this brother waiting for me?"