Fortunately, Wen Yang wasn't by her side. Just as I was breathing a sigh of relief, Yang Xuan turned her head and looked at each other. I saw Yang Xuan froze for a moment, and then walked towards my direction.
I was a little flustered in my heart, and my rationality told me that I couldn't just leave like this, otherwise I would be even more unable to explain it in the future. I kept doing ideological work for myself, and there was nothing to be afraid of. They were all married, and I had no influence to them anything.
When I did a good job of mental preparation and looked up again, I found that Yang Xuan was no longer there, had she left
I looked around the banquet, it should not be far away in such a short time. Sure enough, at the entrance leading to the garden, I saw a man pulling Yang Xuan outside, Yang Xuan kept trying to break free, the man was obviously not Wen Yang from his figure.
I handed the cup to the passing waiters and hurried towards them.
When I arrived, the two people at the door had disappeared. I searched for the direction of the garden and started to look for it. Yang Xuan didn't call for help, indicating that she should be an acquaintance, but the reluctance on her face was obvious. Girl, please don't have any accidents, I will take the time to look around.
"Let go, why are you so... um... bastard!"
When I found him, a man and a woman were already kissing together. The petite body was held in the man's arms and kissed wantonly, while the woman kept patting the man's shoulder in an attempt to resist.
What kind of drama is this? It's okay, this is a gangster in broad daylight!
I hurried forward to stop it, but suddenly an arm was stretched out from behind to embrace me, and the other party pulled me away with almost no effort.
"What are you doing..." The other party smelled of alcohol, I took away the other party's arm that was hanging on my neck, and turned around to ask questions, but when I saw the person, my brain suddenly froze, and I stared blankly at the person in front of me, Can't make a sound.
There are voices in my ears that I don't want to hear again in this life.
"Don't appear in front of me in your next life..."
"I'm tired, let me go..."
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Three years later, when I stood in front of this person again, I didn't feel as thrilling as I imagined, but my heart was still sore. I'm used to living without him, but I still want to ask, Wen Yang, how have you been doing these years
Wen Yang stood there, dressed in a neat black suit, his figure became taller and taller, his face didn't have much expression, but there were some dim and unclear emotions in his dark and thick eyes, I could seem to see The sadness and shock in his eyes.
"Yang Xuan, she..." I hesitated to speak, I was a little uncertain about my gentle attitude.
"Don't worry about it!" Wen Yang said coldly, he turned around and walked away after speaking, as if he only appeared to stop me.
I stood where I was, hesitated for a few seconds, and dragged my feet to follow.
Now that I think about it, Yang Xuan might not have been completely coerced. Since Wen Yang was able to stop me, she didn't seem worried. What the hell happened between people.
Thinking of the night before going abroad, I broke out in a cold sweat. Could it be that Yang Xuan knew something that affected the relationship between the two of them
This is the so-called guilt of a thief. I didn’t know anything about it, and I was so scared that I lost my position. I comforted myself that things should not be what I thought.
Wen Yang walked quickly, and when I reached the garden fork, the person had disappeared. Did I go back to the banquet or left
Before returning to China, I thought about meeting Wen Yang countless times, whether it was like meeting an old friend, or like a stranger, but I didn't expect to be ignored so much by him.
Or maybe the scene just now made Wen Yang so sad that he couldn't care less about me, my old friend who has disappeared from the world for three years.
For Wen Yang, or for people like us who have experienced the warmth and coldness of family, family is more important than anything else. I don't want Wen Yang to be hurt any more because of this. Thinking of Wen Yang's hurt eyes just now, I feel a little angry. Xuan's deeds.
The most important thing in my two lifetimes, the person I couldn't ask for, she gave up so simply in both lifetimes, Wen Yang is so good, why doesn't she cherish it at all
Or should I go back the same way and ask Yang Xuan what happened? If there is any misunderstanding, Wen Yang smells like alcohol, so he is more likely to be drunk. If something happens to Yang Xuan, wouldn't it be regrettable...
Thinking of this, I hurriedly turned around, but as soon as I took a step, I was immediately dragged to the corner by a strong force. Before I could make a sound, my lips were blocked by the attached breath, and my whole body was pressed against the wall. On the wall, my arms were firmly clasped, and my lips were being bitten almost roughly by the other party. I widened my eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of me in panic.
I can somewhat understand Yang Xuan's feelings just now. Compared with the power gap between men and women, my frail body is completely suppressed. I have been forced to be kind to others in the past two years because I am afraid of angering others. It's too bad to stand up.
Now I feel the rough and aggressive kiss from the other party, as if all the air in my mouth is going to be plundered, and my breath will be swallowed up. I am forced to close my eyes, and the next second I feel my body suddenly leaning forward, being caught Wen Yang was embraced in his arms, and the two of them fit closer together, making it easier for him to act and grab a deeper kiss. I instinctively pressed my free hands against his shoulders, and began to struggle, trying to stagger the distance, and continue I have the illusion that I am about to suffocate.
Just when I felt like I could not hold on any longer, Wen Yang finally let me go.
The foreheads touched, the faint smell of alcohol blew on the cheeks, the severe lack of oxygen made me breathe heavily, and when I recovered from my nerves, I felt the warm touch on my neck, my heart jumped immediately, and my whole body was tense to death tight.
I was a little ashamed and angrily trying to dodge my head sideways, but I exposed myself even more. I took a deep breath and said "Wen—" Before I could say that, the other party kissed me again. It was different from the roughness just now, but gentle Licking, licking and sucking, as if treating some precious and important treasure, the gentleness makes people ecstatic.
I tried hard to restrain myself, I shouldn't be addicted, I shouldn't be addicted to Wen Yang's out-of-control tenderness after drinking, it was because of drunkenness that such absurd things happened before, and now I can't say anything and let Wen Yang fall into the same trap again. Dilemma.
But being drunk with relatives, this problem is really a headache, when he is clearly sober, he is such a restrained person.
Taking advantage of Wen Yang's loosening and not being as strong as before, I pushed him away with all my strength, and Wen Yang staggered and almost fell.
He took a few steps back in a daze, and when he stood still, he raised his head and looked at me almost angrily. I leaned on the wall, gasped for breath, and wanted to say something, but felt extremely embarrassed.
Neither of us moved, and for a moment, the only thing that seemed to be quiet in the garden was the sound of breathing.
"Wen Yang, is that you?" A gentle voice sounded in the stagnant air.
Then I saw Yang Xuan walking towards us, she looked at us suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong, you two?"
I wiped my face with my sleeve: "It's okay, Wen Yang is drunk, you can take him back." After that, I turned around and walked away. I walked in a hurry, but tried not to be so embarrassed.
"Shishan!" Yang Xuan shouted from behind.
I walked faster, which reminded me of the morning when I left three years ago, I also fled in such a shameless way, and it is still the same scene now, these two are really bullying people.
Yang Xuan didn't follow, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. I can't control them. I don't care if they are a quarrel between husband and wife or a misunderstanding. It has nothing to do with me. I just wanted to meddle in other people's business because I had a long head.
I touched the hot lips that were bitten, and smiled at myself. Is this a profit or a loss
When I returned to the banquet, Director Ma was looking for me, "Where have you been? I have been looking for you for a long time."
"No, I feel sick to my stomach, I went to the bathroom." I lied.
Director Ma looked at me suspiciously, but when his eyes fell on my neck, he suddenly frowned.
I raised my hand to touch my neck in doubt, and suddenly thought of the scene just now, my cheeks couldn't help but get hot.
Manager Ma was a little dissatisfied and said: "No matter how free and open your life in the United States is, this is China, you have to distinguish the occasion, and you are representing the image of our magazine!"
No matter how eloquent I am, I still can't speak clearly, so I can only admit this crime. Thinking optimistically, Manager Ma intended to introduce his niece to me before, so I probably won't mention it in the future.
After being read a few words coldly by Manager Ma, he finally returned home safe and sound.
At night, I was lying on the bed, the moonlight diffused into the room through the window screen, the hour hand passed ten o'clock silently, and the time was passing slowly. I found that I did not accept the arrangement of the biological clock, and even suffered from insomnia.
It turns out that there is no influence. No matter how long it has been, Wen Yang is always the one who can stir my mood. Three years later, Wen Yang is more mature, and his temperament is even more seductive, but the whole person looks a lot gloomy. Maybe he didn't live as well as I imagined in the past year.
I lay on the bed for a while, but I couldn't fall asleep, so I simply got up and put on my clothes, and went to the study.
In the study room with gauze curtains and windows, the desk lamp emits a dim yellow light, and the documents on the computer are slowly filled with words. Based on my understanding of Wen Yang and the software industry, combined with some information on the Internet, I kept deleting Subtracting and revising the manuscript, when I was finally satisfied, it was already two o'clock in the morning.
A self-made promising young man who is not attached to the family has built his own IT empire step by step, created a new business model, guaranteed that the information can be checked, but has a legendary biography, which is very positive.
Although I don't know the circumstances at the time, I'm sure that something must have happened to Wen Yang that interrupted the interview. Otherwise, with his temperament, how could he go back on his promise halfway through.
Turning off the computer, I seemed to have something on my mind, and the drowsiness slowly rose. I dragged my tired body back to the bedroom, and got up late the next day without any accidents. It was the first time I didn’t get up early for a run after returning home. Also almost late.
When I gave the manuscript to editor-in-chief Qi, he was very inexplicable. He looked at me like a psychopath, thinking that I was free and wanted to show someone off, or did I have to find a sense of presence