Wen Yu's red wine glass was in the air, and when she heard Jiang Yuhe's words, she froze there on the spot.
The smile on the corner of her mouth didn't even have time to take it back, it just froze on her face. After a few long and short seconds passed, Wen Yu came back from the bewilderment, smacked her lips twice, and tried hard to make herself smile Laughing, "Brother, I—"
"Stop acting."
"..."
Wen Yu was directly called CUT.
She also wants to use the routines she has prepared like every Shura field she has experienced in the past.
But she never thought that when facing Jiang Yuhe's indifferent eyes and words, her assumptions and routines would be shattered in an instant.
Wen Yu knew when she sent the wrong message, and once Jiang Yuhe saw it, with his extraordinary power of perception, he would definitely not feel that he just sent a wrong sentence at random.
It's just that Wen Yu at that time was surrounded by too much optimism, thinking that she had escaped so many rollovers, and she should be lucky to avoid the last time.
However, if you often walk by the river, there is no way to not get your shoes wet. If you do something wrong, you will do it wrong. She may win ninety-nine times, but the last time she wanted to atone for her sins, God no longer gave her a chance to speak.
After layers of emotional shocks, Wen Yu finally lowered her head powerlessly.
"Did you see it?"
Jiang Yuhe didn't answer her question.
When seeing the selfie of Wen Yu and Shen Mingjia leaning together in the study room, no one could understand the collapse and anger in his heart at that moment.
He didn't want to come to the restaurant at first, but in the end he did.
I just hope to find the last leeway for myself.
"So have you lost your memory, even for a day?"
Wen Yu closed her eyes, she just felt that the whole world was spinning, and her vision flickered. Everything that happened in the past few months kept flashing like a revolving lantern, and finally stopped at the night when she lost her soul three months ago.
The night I met Jiang Yuhyuk.
The night she started the game.
"No." Wen Yu confessed calmly: "I didn't lose my memory when I woke up from the car accident. I did it on purpose. I did it on purpose. I wanted to climb up on you to take revenge on him."
The piano music flowing in the restaurant stopped inexplicably at this moment. It was obviously a heated room, but the wind outside the window seemed to be pouring in all of a sudden.
Cold to the bone.
After a long silence, Jiang Yuhe seemed to smile.
This smile was full of mockery, and he asked, "Is your name really Song Yu?"
Like countless hands dragging herself into the swamp, Wen Yu desperately tried to climb out, but found that there was no way out.
Everywhere was sealed by the lies she told.
Wen Yu didn't answer right away, but Jiang Yuhe understood.
Some things are embarrassing. You don't need to speak too clearly, just point it out.
For the rest, he didn't want to know either.
Jiang Yuhe stood up suddenly, and there was a harsh sound between the seat and the ground.
Wen Yu raised her head subconsciously, and saw the strangeness and indifference in the man's eyes that she had never seen before. The word "brother" had already reached her lips habitually, but she couldn't say it anymore.
"I'll give you three hours to leave."
After Jiang Yuhe finished speaking, he turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he stopped after thinking of something. After a long time, he turned his head and looked at Wen Yu——
"Is what you have real?"
These three months of getting along were all deliberate closeness, and even the name that was told to him later was false.
Jiang Yuhe didn't know what he was doing, but he spent such a ridiculously long time in other people's games.
I thought I was a hunter, but I didn't know that I was already the prey in the hands of others.
Wen Yu sat blankly in her seat, watching Jiang Yuhe's figure slowly disappear into the restaurant.
So decisive, cold, is his character right.
She already knew.
Even though she was still wrapped in a thick coat, Wen Yu still felt a biting cold at this moment. The cold spread from her chest to her fingertips, making her whole body numb.
In the romantic restaurant, other people's Valentine's Day is still going on, but Wen Yu's Valentine's Day is only left with the daze and bewilderment after the truth has been torn apart.
I didn't drink a drop of red wine, and I didn't give any gifts, so I looked extraordinarily ridiculous when I was dressed up.
— Do you have anything real.
Thinking of what Jiang Yuhe asked, Wen Yu's throat felt sore and sore as if something had been run over it over and over again, so painful that she couldn't speak.
On the way back to Jiang's house by taxi, the rain was getting heavier, and pedestrians covered their heads to hide from the rain. There were couples hiding under the same coat, laughing and running in the rain.
Wen Yu looked at the couple distracted, feeling a little envious.
She was thinking that maybe even the sky was not optimistic about the surrender banquet she prepared tonight, so it rained so heavily.
The rain came so fast and fierce that even the meteorological station issued an early warning.
On the radio, the host introduced how heavy the rain will be tonight, and reminded pedestrians to bring rain gear.
Wen Yu remembered the time when Jiang Yuhe took her to do hypnosis, she said to him hypocritically in the car, "Brother, if you are well, it will be sunny."
Unexpectedly, after the speech, the radio station immediately announced the bad weather for the next day.
Wen Yu still remembers the expression on Jiang Yuhe's face at that time.
I also remember the self at that time, everything that Pidiandian followed behind him.
There was a lie at the beginning, but Wen Yu was also being backlashed by the game she set up step by step without knowing it.
As of today, there are no winners in this game.
The car stopped at the entrance of the villa, Wen Yu got out of the car, covered the rain with her hands and ran home. Aunt Twelfth was in the living room and was stunned when she saw her: "Didn't you go out to eat with the young master?"
Wen Yu opened her mouth, and immediately realized that Jiang Yuhe hadn't come back.
Yes, he told himself to leave within three hours, how could he come back.
With his character, letting him leave in such a peaceful way may be the last love.
Wen Yu didn't know how to answer Aunt Twelve. She lowered her head and went directly to her room on the second floor without saying anything.
During the three months of living here, Wen Yu tried to leave once when she was a third-class citizen at the beginning, and then she was taken away by her brother once after she really integrated in. She said it was nothing but three things, and finally there was such a day when she really The land was driven away by the master.
This time it's real.
Wen Yu looked around silently at the room where she lived for three months, this place was like a second home. At the same time, I thank Jiang Yuhe from the bottom of my heart, and I am willing to give her some time to say goodbye.
There is nothing to pack, just like the previous times when I left, except for my bag and two small items, everything in this house belongs to the Jiang family, and she will not take it away.
At this time, the WeChat suddenly rang, interrupting Wen Yu's thoughts.
Knowing that Jiang Yuhe would not talk to her anymore, Wen Yu still opened WeChat with that 0.01% hope.
But the moment she saw the head portrait, she was still disappointed.
It's not him, it's You Xin.
[Baby, did you surrender yourself successfully? Let me figure it out, should you go back to the bedroom now?]
How ironic.
She did go back to the bedroom, but it wasn't his.
Wen Yu really didn't know why she believed that Jiang Yuhe's liking for her could resist such a truth.
Wen Qingyou's words were still in my ears, but she was the one who was naive in the end.
Wen Yu: [I'm packing my things at Jiang's house now, I don't know where to go later...]
You Xin: [? ? ? ? ? ? What's wrong?]
Wen Yu: [I'm sorry Xinxin, I want to be quiet for a while and see you later.]
After sending the WeChat message, Wen Yu put the phone off and put it in her bag.
She took a last look at her bedroom and walked out. She originally wanted to go downstairs, but when she walked halfway, she remembered something and turned back, stopping in front of Jiang Yuhe's bedroom door.
After hesitating for a long time, after watching Aunt Twelfth's movements several times, Wen Yu gently pushed the door open.
She didn't come to Jiang Yuhe's bedroom very often. In the past, it was because she was not allowed to approach him. Later, when she was allowed, she only asked him to get up or eat at the door.
The only time he went in was when he pushed him behind the door and finished his first kiss in a panic.
Wen Yu closed the door and walked into the room.
Jiang Yuhe's bedroom is just like his person's, with a black and gray tone as a whole, with simple lines, but every object and scene has a strong sense of coldness.
So much so that Wen Yu could really feel his life here when standing in the room, as if the next second he suddenly appeared, he would frown and ask her as usual:
"What are you doing here with me?"
But such a picture will no longer exist.
Wen Yu's nose suddenly became sour, and she didn't want to think about it anymore, she went directly to the cloakroom on the side, and pushed open the man's wardrobe.
What catches the eye is a neat row of high-end shirts.
Although it is almost black at first glance, it is black in various colors, brown black, jet black, blue black, gray black...
Wen Yu's hand lightly stroked along the hanger, and finally stopped on the most authentic pure black.
She doesn't want to take anything from her.
But his, she wanted to selfishly take one away.
When she went downstairs again, Aunt Twelfth was sitting alone at the dining table eating. Seeing Wen Yu coming down, she called her as usual:
"Have you eaten? You didn't talk when I asked you just now. Don't blame me for talking too much. Did you quarrel with the young master again?"
Wen Yu shook her head, "No."
She stepped forward and took out the bottle of perfume from her bag, "Aunt Twelve, this is for you."
Aunt Twelve was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes, "Send me?"
Wen Yu left too hastily, and Wen Yu didn't have any preparations. This bottle of perfume bought from France has always been her favorite. When she just went bankrupt, she even brought it back from Jiangcheng to Beijing for collection. It was a very beloved item for her.
It is also the only thing that can be taken out right now, which belongs to him.
"Thank you for taking care of me these three months." Wen Yu said sincerely.
"..."
Aunt Twelve suddenly stood up in a state of bewilderment, wiped her hand on her bib twice, and took the perfume, "No, what are you doing, you two can't scare me every day, okay? I can't stand being scared."
Wen Yu smiled, stepped forward and hugged Aunt Twelve gently: "The perfume smells so good, you are so cute, you will be even more attractive if you spray it on."
Aunt Twelve: "..."
After saying this, Wen Yu let go of Aunt Twelfth. She looked at her watch and pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's getting late, I'm leaving first."
Although Aunt Twelfth was still at a loss and didn't know what happened, but seeing the bad weather outside, she immediately took out an umbrella from the cabinet.
It seemed that she also noticed that the separation this time was different from the past. After a long pause, she handed the umbrella to Wen Yu: "Take care, child."
Wen Yu nodded, resisting the soreness in her eyes, and walked towards the entrance. When she was about to reach the door, she remembered something, turned around and asked:
"Did the brother and sister in "Yellow Life and Death" get together in the end?"
"Ah?" Aunt Twelfth was stunned for a moment, then shook her head regretfully, "No."
Hearing this answer, Wen Yu hummed lightly, and said with a calm smile, "Thank you, goodbye, Aunt Twelfth."
goodbye.
No, maybe never see you again.
After stepping out of the gate of Jiang's house, Wen Yu turned her head again. The lights in the villa that carried her countless joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys for three months have nothing to do with her from this moment.
At night when the sound of rain was drowning, Wen Yu didn't take a taxi immediately, but opened her umbrella and left slowly step by step. When she reached a circular green fountain not far from the villa, she stopped suddenly.
In these few hours, she bid farewell to her room, the house, and Aunt Twelfth.
But that man, she didn't even have time to say sorry.
Just go like this
twelve o'clock in the morning.
A black car slowly drove into the villa area, and the headlights cast a light and shadow in the hazy rain.
Wen Yu, who was leaning against the lights by the side of the fountain, stood up straight suddenly, took a few breaths of hot air into her palms, and then looked carefully.
This is already the seventeenth car that has driven into the community. I don't know if it is Jiang Yuhe.
Five hours had passed since he left the restaurant.
Wen Yu also waited here for more than two hours.
Wen Yu didn't call him, afraid that he would refuse to answer, and even more afraid that he had already blocked him.
She didn't dare to endure such embarrassment, so she waited here for his return, and wanted to say sorry to him in person.
It seems that only by doing this, the guilt in my heart will be less.
The car gradually approached, and the rain was too heavy. Wen Yu tried her best to look at the license plate. When she saw it clearly, she subconsciously clasped the umbrella in her hand, and her heartbeat instantly increased.
It's Jiang Yuhe's car.
It's him.
And Uncle He in the car saw the familiar thin figure under the streetlight almost immediately.
He thought he was wrong. After the wiper speeded up to scrape off the rain, he stopped the car in surprise, turned around and told Jiang Yuhe: "Boss, yes, it's Xiaoyu!"
Wen Yu saw from the dim light that Lao He turned around and said something to Jiang Yuhe, the man raised his head.
saw her.
Separated by a layer of glass, separated by heavy rain.
But his eyes were too light, as if he had never known Wen Yu.
Wen Yu seemed to be pulled by something in her heart. Although she was uncomfortable, she still tried her best to walk over, wanting to walk in front of him and finish her sentence.
But I don't know if the sky is against her, just after taking two steps, a strong wind rushes towards her.
Didn't eat at night, and stood in the wind and rain for too long, Wen Yu lost her grip for a moment, the umbrella in her hand was blown backwards by the wind, she staggered two steps, although she balanced herself and didn't fall, the umbrella was suddenly caught Scrape far away.
This picture is funny and embarrassing.
Wen Yu's whole body was quickly wet, and her beautiful makeup was blurred.
She stood in the rain in embarrassment, and wanted to go back and pick up the umbrella immediately, but the moment she turned around, she remembered the couple she saw at night.
Not knowing what was causing the trouble, she changed her mind again and indulged herself to just stand there.
Looking at Jiang Yuhe in the car, trying to find some emotion other than indifference in his eyes, such as—
Distressed.
In the past, he would compromise if she just turned her eyes slightly red.
Wen Yu just stood there silently, and the car stopped less than twenty meters away from her.
One car and one person, in a confrontational posture in the rain.
The rain seemed to be falling like crazy, and Wen Yu was drenched in a short while, and Lao He was so anxious that he was at a loss:
"Boss, boss! It's raining so hard, don't be like this, please, I beg you, let Xiaoyu get in the car first."
But Jiang Yuhe finally withdrew his gaze from that figure indifferently.
"Drive," he said.
There was no emotion in the voice.
"boss-"
"I said drive."
"..."
Wen Yu didn't know what the people in the car were talking about, she just waited stubbornly, or she was also betting.
Bet on this man's last bit of preference for him.
However, a minute later, the car that he had ridden in countless times still drove past him mercilessly.
The moment she passed by, Wen Yu froze in place.
Every time Jiang Yuhe acted like a baby in front of Jiang Yuhe, he would accept it according to the order, and all of them jumped out at this moment, forming a strong contrast.
Wen Yu thought she would be sad, but it turned out that when all hopes collapsed and her self-confidence was shattered by the cold reality, all that remained was endless shame.
It's this time, how can you have the self-confidence that people will still love you.
Wen Yu wiped her face mockingly.
Come on, it's over.
The rain doesn't seem so cold anymore.
But she was really tired after standing for so long.
Wen Yu squatted down slowly, only to feel that the voices in her ears were gradually getting farther away, and her body was also getting lighter, as light as the moment when she was knocked out on the night of the car accident.
…
Old He didn't know if it was intentional, but he drove at a speed of 20 yards per hour for a short distance home that could have been driven in two minutes.
The car was driving fast in the rain, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to interfere with the boss's affairs. He could only hope that he would drive slowly, and if he slowed down, Jiang Yuhe might change his mind.
He even drove to a turning intersection, and Lao He stopped on his own initiative.
Jiang Yuhe didn't make a sound, as if acquiescing to this move.
His gaze stayed on the rearview mirror.
He was like a bystander, watching Wen Yu follow the car for two steps with cold eyes, watching her stand there blankly, and watching her slowly squat down.
He thought he could go on like this without any fluctuations, but when he saw that she was about to fall down, his calm eyes still had ups and downs.
Just the next second, a person appeared with an umbrella and hugged her.
Immediately afterwards, the man supported her to leave slowly, until finally disappeared under the rain curtain.
The little imperceptible emotion in Jiang Yuhe's eyes also faded away, as if it had never appeared before.
The sound of the rain was pouring, and it took him a while to look back, and said in a hoarse voice:
"gone back."