Dark clouds covered the moon. It was a dark night with no stars. I sat on the window sill of my bedroom, trying to sort out everything. At the beginning of my rebirth, I felt that I had planned a strategy to win the prophet who was thousands of miles away. Dou Wenhe, selling houses and speculating in stocks, I think I am very capable, but the fact is that the pitiful advantage in my previous life was only enough to save my life, and I stayed in the United States for three years in a state of embarrassment, Qin Fu's despicable means and now Wen He committed suicide This type of counterattack caught me off guard, and Wen Yang's current attitude was like a sharp sword piercing my heart, reminding me of my ignorance.
No matter how I look at myself, it seems like a joke. I can't understand the proposition of human nature in two lifetimes.
I didn't believe that Wen Yang would treat me like this, there must be some misunderstanding, but even so, I didn't dare to ask him directly, for fear of hearing something from him that I couldn't accept.
I even thought, maybe Wen Yang has also been reborn, then there is an explanation for what he is doing now, he is taking revenge on me, for my stupid actions in my previous life. In this way, there is a reasonable explanation for what Wen Yang did.
If so, what should I do
In my previous life, I ruined everything about Wen Yang, his career, love, and dreams, and finally drove him to death.
Has my comeuppance finally arrived
I kept reminding myself not to think about it. The possibility of this kind of existence is very small, but I still couldn't help being afraid. The repeated setbacks made me extremely unconfident, and my psychological endurance continued to decrease. I couldn't help shrinking. Limbs, and even want to flee back to the United States now.
Or I should give Jiang Ning a call. I took out my phone in a panic. When I was about to dial, I finally regained my senses. I can talk to Jiang Ning about everything, but this is the only thing I can never say to others in my heart. secret.
There are all my sins, heinous crimes, a past that I don't want to touch anyway.
I slowly put down my phone, put it aside, and buried my face between my knees slowly, the surrounding was silent, the leaves outside the window swayed gently with the branches, I told myself not to be afraid, I would have earned it all over again, I have done many things that I could not do in my previous life, and I have realized my original wish.
I am so stupid, I have to rely on imitating others to act when I interact with people. At this time in my previous life, I was locked up in a madhouse, so I want to be content.
In the early morning of the next day, I followed Manager Ma to see the rented banquet venue. Perhaps it was his hard work in the past few days that won his favor. Regarding my slack today, he didn’t say anything, and he was even willing to grant me a leave of absence. Take a good rest, but in the end I refused. Once I am free, I will be more cranky.
After a busy morning, a friend from the planning company poured me a cup of hot tea, and there was no one on the table, so I had to sit on the edge of the venue with the tea in my hands to rest. Suddenly, my shoulders sank, and a hand patted me shoulder, I turned my head and faced a familiar face.
"Shi Shan, long time no see."
Although I have been obsessed with hot pot for the past three years, I haven’t eaten it once after returning to China. People say that eating hot pot is a kind of atmosphere. People like me who don’t have any friends don’t think about it.
Now, the taste of longing and daydreaming enters the mouth, and the depression in my heart seems to be slightly healed.
"You are so thin, you have such a beautiful face, what kind of food can make you like this?" Guan Lei looked at me and commented while pouring mutton slices into the hot pot.
Now that the company is getting bigger and bigger, although Guan Lei's words haven't changed much, he is still labeled as a successful person with his elegant clothes. Maybe this is the butterfly effect.
I raised my head and smiled at him: "At least there is no real hot pot."
"Hehe, I don't want to come back after staying for three years. I'm not talking about you. No one stopped you when you went to the United States, but what's the matter if you don't hear from me once you go? You know how worried everyone is about you. Why are you so unreliable?"
I didn't know what to say, so I moved the plate in front of Guan Lei: "This cold dish is very good, brother Lei, try it."
"Don't make jokes about me, you don't know how much trouble you have caused. Yangzi went to the United States every once in a while. At the beginning, even the company was left to me. That's fine, because of this The relationship between him and Yang Xuan is very tense."
My heart tightened, and I stopped and asked, "Why?"
"I don't know why, the two of them have been tossing about and haven't gotten married yet, they always do this, I thought you knew, now these two people don't necessarily see each other once a month, whether they broke up or something, I I don't know, if you ask, you will be cold-faced, and you will be silenced, and no one can mention it or ask anyone."
Wen Yang and Yang Xuan are not married!
There seemed to be countless firecrackers exploding in my mind, and I couldn't digest the news for a while, I obviously received the email that Wen Yang got married, how could it be possible that he wasn't married
Guan Lei insisted again that it had something to do with me. Could it be that Yang Xuan knew something, so what happened that day finally affected their relationship, and a rift was created between the two of them
The more I thought about it, the more confused I was, and I planned to ask Guan Lei again, but when I raised my head, I met Shang Guan Lei's inquisitive eyes.
He said thoughtfully: "To be honest, is it really related to you?"
I shook my hand holding the chopsticks, tried my best to keep calm and looked at him, and said seriously: "How is it possible, I really don't know anything."
Guan Lei stroked his chin, with a disbelieving expression on his face: "Really, now that I think about it, this matter looks like you meddling in other people's feelings, and because of shame, you ran abroad and refused to come back."
When the words fell to the ground, I could hardly control my expression. Although what Guan Lei said could not be regarded as the truth, it was enough to make me tremble with fear. I pretended to be angry and said: "It's nothing, how can you say such nonsense!" Wen Yang and Guan Lei Lei's relationship is so good, did he really notice something? I was a little bit guilty.
Guan Lei smiled indifferently: "That's right, you really want to have something with Yang Xuan, Wen Yang wouldn't be so anxious about you back then, just treat me as nonsense, don't take it seriously." Guan Lei took the wine glass and I touched it as an apology.
I breathed a sigh of relief, so what Guan Lei suspected was that there was something wrong between me and Yang Xuan, and that's right, this is the thinking of a normal person.
Ordinarily, I should breathe a sigh of relief, but the fact is that my heart has never calmed down. Now that Wen Yang is going to sue me, I don’t know if it has anything to do with this matter. I dare not say that I am innocent, but I have nothing to do with it. Not going well.
Afterwards, I tried my best to have dinner with Guan Lei, fearing that he might suspect something, so I kept chatting about irrelevant topics, but it was not fruitless.
The Wen family was brought under Wen Yang's command, Father Wen and Xu Jingqiu divorced, and they were forced to retreat behind the scenes.
The reason why Wen Yang's company has grown at an astonishing speed has a lot to do with him being in charge of Wen's.
I suddenly felt that this was not in line with Wen Yang's personality. In my heart, he didn't want to touch anything in the Wen family, nor would he choose to take such a shortcut. How could he be in charge of the Wen family now
Now there are still brothers suing me for such a drama
Even though it was confirmed, I still couldn't believe it. If he could forgive Wen He, why did he treat me so harshly? Is the so-called blood thicker than water
No, I don't believe it, it's too contradictory, unless, unless Wen Yang hates me, is Wen Yang the same as me...
If I still had the idea of hiding before, but now I can't help but shrink back, since I can't figure it out, I should ask to understand, I should be a man, I'm afraid it won't solve the problem after all.
...
Guan Lei said that Wen Yang was still living in the original community, and he had done so much psychological construction before, but when it came time, my palms were still sweating. I pinched my knuckles and wandered around the door with my head down, trying to straighten out the draft again.
As it turned out, the door opened without me being prepared.
I raised my head, Wen Yang was wearing a nightgown and was holding the doorknob with his hand, looking at me with dark and moist eyes, I was so frightened that my heart seemed to be lifted up my throat, and I immediately forgot all the drafts I had planned before.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
I nodded cautiously.
He opened the door and I followed him into the room.
Wen Yang went to the kitchen, and I stood in the room and looked around. From the living room, there was not much change here, except that the potted plants on the balcony were gone.
I'm not surprised that he didn't move back to the villa. The villa is too big, and it's really deserted to live alone.
After a while, Wen Yang came out of the kitchen. I took the tea he handed me, took a sip of hot tea, and eased my pounding heartbeat. Time has passed, and I came here again as a guest.
Wen Yang didn't sit down, but casually leaned against the cabinet, wearing a nightgown loosely on his body, looked at me: "Speak."
I secretly looked at Wen Yang's expression. Although his attitude was not good, he didn't show any disgust towards me. I was somewhat relieved, as long as he didn't harbor hatred for me in the previous life. The worst possibility has been ruled out, and the rest seems less intractable.
I took a breath and said slowly, "Wen Yang—can you withdraw the lawsuit? I will pay back the money to Wen He. Although I can only pay back a little at first, the rest can be calculated as interest. I will definitely not lose Wen He." Huh."
Wen Yang seemed to be stunned for a moment, then he moved, and walked in slowly. He stood in front of me, his tall figure blocked the light in front of me, and then slowly lowered his head. I could even feel him The exhaled breath sprayed on my face, and I stepped back, trying to distance myself, but the space on the sofa is limited, making it impossible for people to move forward or backward.
He said: "Why? Since you dared to blackmail, didn't you expect such a day?"
I lowered my head, not daring to look at him, and said in a low voice: "...No, it can only be regarded as a business deal, but I broke the contract in the end. My son moved to Mingmian, and later I planned to go to the United States, thinking that I could release the recording without any worries, but I didn't expect..." I stopped talking, no matter how good my plan was, I didn't expect to hold on to this matter Wen Yang will be the one, and more importantly, I didn't expect to be able to return to China.
"Didn't expect anything?" Wen Yang put his hand on my shoulder slowly, and rubbed it twice, "You never thought that you would return to China, did you? I thought you were a master of planning, and everything was calculated by you Go, extort, hehe—so bold, are you afraid now? Are you afraid of going to jail, huh?"
His hand reached up to my neckline little by little, and finally Wen Yang's slender and thick fingers touched my neck. I felt cold, couldn't help shivering, and walked out of the small space confined by him , and stood up.
What does Wen Yang want to do, strangle me to death