The next day, when I woke up, I opened my eyes in a daze, and found that Wen Yang was dressing beside the bed with his back to me. Panicked, he called Wen Yang anxiously.
Hearing the sound, Wen Yang put down his buttoned hand and turned to look at me.
The smile on his face was so gentle that it made people unable to turn their eyes away. It was completely gone from the indifference of last night. I was in a trance, wondering if I was dreaming. When I woke up, it seemed as if I had slept through a winter and walked directly into the flowers blooming. of spring.
He came over, lowered his head and kissed the corner of my mouth: "Sleep a little longer, and I'll make you breakfast."
I was limp and groggy, with no strength left. I slowly stretched out my hand from under the quilt and grabbed him: "I'm with you."
Wen Yang took advantage of the opportunity to grab my hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Be obedient, it will be fine in a while, and I will sleep for a while."
Wen Yang's hand is as hot and warm as his smile, like the never-ending sunshine in spring, as if it can melt all the solid ice made by darkness. I am really tired, so I close my eyes with peace of mind.
An hour later, Wen Yang wrapped me in a quilt and held me in his arms. I was fed porridge spoonful by spoonful. I was enriched with food, and my physical strength recovered little by little.
Leaning in Wen Yang's arms, I smirked in a particularly unsteady way: "Wen Yang, I'm really getting better and better."
"Ok?"
I said shyly, "If I hadn't worked so hard to get you back here, we wouldn't be able to be together now."
There was a chuckle from the chest above his head: "I have been waiting for you all day, and I have set up a net, why don't you come?"
"what?"
Wen Yang hugged me tightly: "Shi Shan, why are you so stupid?"
I seem to be able to guess the key point, why Gaby came here as soon as the pregnancy was found out, and why Wen Yang knew that Jiang Ning was picked up.
But it seems that it is not going well for a while, and suddenly I don’t want to think about it anymore. Whether it’s my previous pretending to be crazy, or my desperate confession, as long as the final result is to be with Wen Yang, the rest is fine. I’m too tired to think too much , In the past, he was worried about that and was afraid of this, but now that he thinks about it, those things are not as important as being with Wen Yang.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you like this." Wen Yang hugged me tightly.
I smiled and shook my head: "I don't blame you." Although those words sounded sour, they were also what I wanted to say to Wen Yang. Only when a person has no way out can he keep moving forward. I don't want to turn back. forward.
"Shishan, before doing dangerous things in the future, you must think about me."
"Ok."
...
The living room is very large and designed in two parts. It adopts a modern, simple and comfortable decoration style. The kitchen, dining room, bar counter, and living room are all connected with great care, trying to convey warmth to every part of the room. The corner, here is much more gorgeous and warm than our apartment, but not as exaggerated as the luxurious villa.
There was a rocking chair on the balcony, covered with a beige plush blanket, which looked very comfortable, and I couldn't resist lying on it for a while.
The window was completely open, and the cool wind drove straight in. I squinted my eyes comfortably and commented, "Wen Yang, you really enjoy it."
Wen Yang leaned against the door, looking at me with a funny face, "Why is it that I enjoy it, you will live here in the future, if there is something you don't like, you can change it, the decoration is already the style of a few years ago. "
"Why bother?" I squinted my eyes and said, "You bought this place three years ago?"
Wen Yang smiled, and said: "Every time I bring you here, there will be some accidents, and they say that the accident is only three, and you really need to find it yourself."
I paused, nodded, and said, "Fortunately, I'm up to date."
Wen Yang laughed loudly: "It's really uplifting, it's all here, how did you come up with it?"
My face became hot, and I said disapprovingly: "What is this? If you dare to break up with me again, I promise you will be tortured to death by crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself."
Wen Yang came over, pulled me up with a smile, and put his arms around my waist: "Sure enough, it's better to deliver it yourself—" Wen Yang bowed his head and kissed me.
I was just getting comfortable when someone suddenly pulled me up and gave me a dead kiss. It wasn't that I didn't like it, but every time I was so ashamed, I couldn't bear it.
Angrily, I pushed Wen Yang's head away, turned around, and then pointed to the corner of the balcony, wondering, "Why is there a cat climbing frame?"
Wen Yang hugged me from behind, pressed against my cheek, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you want to tease cats and raise birds? There is also a bird cage, but it is put away. If you want to raise it, you can use it anytime. "
I took a breath and said, "Wen Yang, you really love me very much."
Wen Yang laughed, tightened his hand on my waist, and pressed me on the recliner: "Look at your attitude, this needs to be verified again." He lowered his head again as he spoke.
Being kissed again, I really lost my temper at all: "Why are you—you—you don't go to work, you are so tired of me, and you are not afraid of Guan Lei's—" In the middle of talking, I suddenly said, "Wen Yang, I seem to have forgotten one thing."
"What?" Wen Yang hooked my shoulder, and gently kissed the side of my face.
"My job!" I pushed Wen Yang away, stood up and ran to the bedroom.
Damn it, Director Ma is going crazy—
Yesterday when I was sleeping in the villa, I received a call from Director Ma, saying that he wanted me to go back to work. I was in great distress at the time, thinking that Wen Yang would ignore me, what work did I have to do, and blocked me directly .
Now I can really see it.
When I and I changed our clothes, Wen Yang was leaning on the sofa, and said in a leisurely manner: "You are now a major shareholder of Wen's family worth tens of millions, so don't panic."
"That has nothing to do with Lao Tzu Mao." When I said this, I was angry. This person is really angry. If he is a high-minded person, he might break up. It's only me who has the courage to be as knowledgeable as him. They're all sold."
"That's what you deserve. It should be yours. No one can touch it." Wen Yang smiled and pulled me to sit down. "Or you can use it as a bride price."
"What a mess." Really, I will avoid the important and ignore the trivial, I stand up and go out, "I have to go to the company, or the old horse will kill someone."
"Why are you blushing? I don't mind if you treat it as a dowry." Wen Yang hugged me from behind and said with a smile, "Half of today is over, and it will be the same when I go to the company tomorrow. "
I am a little moved, or tomorrow? This was just a mutual exchange of hearts...
No, no... No, I immediately denied this idea, and I was so dizzy, I lost my job, and I really became a bad face.
"No… "
But before he finished speaking, Wen Yang turned his wrist, hugged my waist and turned around, pressing me firmly on the sofa.
"Wen Yang, you..." The unspoken words were swallowed up by a sudden kiss.
I closed my eyes helplessly. Since when Wen Yang had kissing hunger and thirst, I used to mock Tang Lin sourly. Now, as the bearer, I really feel mixed feelings.
...
"You really treat yourself as an imperial envoy. It's been a few days. What did the headquarters ask you to do?"
"Take a pair of shit, I really think I'm so amazing, tell me, what have you done?"
"I haven't seen young people like you in so many years. Do you have any rules? When you leave the country, you think you have gone to heaven..."
…
I kept silent, mocked and scolded, my attitude was very open-minded, but my thoughts were a little far away, I don't know if Wen Yang is still at home at the moment, he should have gone to the company. I sighed to myself, I might as well listen to what he said just now, I can be scolded any day, but once Wen Yang gets busy, he doesn't have much time.
When I went back in the evening, Wen Yang was really not there. I began to look carefully at this new home. After all, it was the place where I would live for a long time. I touched every room.
In the end, I sat in the well-equipped study room, staring at the bookshelf that was about to fill up a strong wall in front of me with my chin open, even equipped with a ladder. Why are there so many books, even my grandfather's books were brought over.
I seemed to have really dreamed of having such a study room before, but the books were arranged in a mess, and I saw that there were a lot of them just to make up the number. I went up the ladder and started to sort the books.
The quality of the books is not bad, there should be someone who helped to select them, but Wen Yang probably didn't bother to make them, he has no interest in these.
When I see a book I like, I stop and look through it. I keep looking at it like this. I don’t know how long I have been working on it. One of them didn’t pay attention, and I accidentally knocked down a box.
I hurriedly got down from the climbing frame to check, the things in the box were scattered on the ground, and there was a slightly familiar purple box.
After opening it, it turned out that inside was the tie clip I gave Wen Yang.
I looked at the light, and the translucent lavender pendant was as chic as ever.
It always feels like it was just yesterday that I gave Wen Yang this tie clip. At that time, I was burdened with the sins of my previous life, tremblingly hoping to be able to atone for my sins, never daring to expect too much.
Now that the dust has settled, Wen Yang and I are already together, the right and wrong in the past are always yesterday, those seemingly difficult days, when I look back at this moment, it seems that they have become less sad, with a slightly sour feeling , but because of today's perfection, it becomes comforting and soft.
I put away the tie clip and put it in the box, and then went to pick up other items that had fallen. A blue letter raft lay quietly beside the stool legs.
The love poem above is green, immature, and even a little sour. It is the poem that made me faint from crying.
Seeing it again, what floated up in my heart was not sadness, but brought back the deepest memories in my heart.
I recall vaguely many years ago, that night dotted with starlight, the ignorant and fearless teenagers laughed and whispered together on the playground, as if we were the only ones left.
For the first time, I was flustered and flustered by the sudden unexplainable emotion.
At a loss, I don't know how to express it—
I leaned on the table leg, closed my eyes, and let out a sigh of relief, everything was over.
"How do you sit—" Wen Yang's words stopped when he saw the blue letter raft in my hand, the smile on his face disappeared, and the light shone on him with a kind of peaceful tranquility.
After a moment of silence, Wen Yang suddenly said again: "Don't sit on the ground." He stretched out his hand and pulled me up.
I grabbed his hand and said, "Wen Yang, sit with me for a while."
Wen Yang remained silent for a few seconds, then sat down next to me.
I smiled and said, "So you put it away. I searched for it for a long time, but you didn't say anything."
Wen Yang turned to me with a peaceful expression, and said with a slight smile, "Whenever you want, write me a song."
I lowered my head, thought for a while and said, "I don't think I can write it." Then I smiled and said, "It's reciprocal, and you should write it for me."
Wen Yang was a little puzzled: "Huh?"
I suppressed my smile, stared at him seriously, and said softly: "Wen Yang, this was originally written for you."
Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't hold on to the past, and we will have a long life in the future."
"In the first half of my junior year, we had a play by Ruan Lingyu, and when the play was finished that day, we ran to the playground..." I lowered my head and smiled faintly, "I fell off the rolling rack, and this poem is that I wrote it later."
"It was also at that time that I realized my feelings for you. I always thought that it was impossible for you to respond to me... So there is no Jiang Ning, only you, from the beginning to the end, you—"
Wen Yang looked at me steadfastly, his dark and moist eyes stared deeply into my eyes, and there was a crystal clear in the black.
Facing those thick and deep eyes, my heart softened inexplicably. I took back what I was going to say, and changed my words with a smile: "It seems that I haven't read it to you yet. I will read it to you now."
Wen Yang suddenly held my hand tightly, and the subtle warmth conveyed to the bottom of my heart.
I hold his hand back, Wen Yang, if there was any harm in the past, it was not on purpose, no one can wish you happiness more than me, from the beginning to the end, all I desperately wanted to maintain was your happiness.
In the future, whether it is difficult or smooth, I will always keep my promise, never blame you, and never leave.
…
The night outside the window is dense, full of stars, and the moon is in the sky, just like the intoxicating night many years ago.
The soft light shines from the house and hits the pattering treetops, accompanied by faint voices, a sentence or two are whispered and affectionate——
In the night where the breeze is intoxicating, the breeze blows the heartstrings.
Looking around, the moonlight dazzled my eyes.
Warm…
as if it can melt time
beautiful…
like flower cups blooming in the dark sky
dim light
silently blooming place
It's my love as deep as a pit
…