Qiu Tianyang's mind buzzed.
The line of tears of the person in front of him was sharper than any questioning, and it seemed that it had tapped heavily on his chest, and a sour and bitter taste overflowed from there and rushed to his throat, and the strong guilt made his eyes gradually shrink. A red circle.
"...no one will touch that house again," he said in a hoarse voice, "never—"
Shen Yan trembled slightly when she heard these words, and after a long time of panting, she recovered, her hands loosened in a trance, and Qiu Tianyang fell back onto the sofa.
After the accumulation and outburst of emotions just now, Shen Yan seemed to have been hollowed out once, the soles of her feet seemed to be stepping on the swamp, she took two steps back in a daze, and slowly sat back to her original position as if she had collapsed. Her face was pale and her eyes were still a little red. He put his hands on it and wiped it gently for a while without saying a word.
However, Qiu Tianyang was just as motionless as a stone, his tie and neckline were messed up, and he looked like a downhearted person.
"Back then... that letter I sent you, you never opened it, did you?"
He suddenly asked dumbly.
The movement of Shen Yan's hand paused and did not make a sound.
Back then, he locked himself in the empty room after the old man left, didn't say a word, and didn't see anyone—especially the Shen family.
The phone line was unplugged, the SK and QQ software on the computer were also uninstalled, and I completely shut myself in a closed world, silently surviving day after day in front of the old man's relics, and my heart was ashes.
He knew that someone was knocking on the door in a hurry, and he knew who it was, so he wouldn't open it at all.
He knew that after the phone line was picked up, there was a number with a Beijing area code that called every day, and he would not answer it at all.
He knew that after a month, he finally opened the mailbox downstairs again. Among the thick letters was a heavy letter addressed to him. The letters that will be sent here are always sent to his grandfather. Knowing that he lives in this place and there is hardly a second letter to him, he knows who this letter came from, but so far Haven't opened it, locked it in the drawer for a few years.
"As expected, you don't even want to tear it down." Qiu Tianyang gave a wry smile "ha", raised his head under the light, and grabbed one hand into his hair, making the already decadent look even more decadent, "... don't you want to see it? Looking at the content, I don't want to see the words 'I'm sorry', do you think it's hypocritical to say these things after this?"
The answer came too late.
If you can more or less guess the content of the letter, there will be more or less those three words. However, not because he felt hypocritical, but because he no longer wanted to have any dealings with the people on his father's side.
"If you didn't send me to the hospital back then, I didn't even know that my grandfather was critically ill. If you hadn't pulled those people away for me, I might never have seen my grandfather for the last time... I must thank you for this matter." Shen Yan spoke slowly, her voice dry and astringent as if it had been ground by grit, "If you are hypocritical... you won't show it in action at all."
When Qiu Tianyang heard this, the urge to cry that he could hold back just now was suddenly unstoppable for some reason, and one fell out in a daze.
He took a quick breath and wiped it off twice.
"Because, uncle, he told me himself." His breathing rose and fell irregularly for a while, and finally calmed down a little. He sniffed and said, "When he found out that I was secretly planning to drive you away with my aunt, He came to the door himself... and told me the truth of the year."
A man is a very arrogant person. People who are arrogant and arrogant are often disdainful of lying.
Men are also the protagonists of everything back then.
So what the man says...is the truth.
"It's too late when I know your mother isn't a third party, when I know... you're innocent and you're an asshole."
At that time, Shen Yan was practicing abroad alone. The old man was reluctant to tell his grandson that he was sick and seriously ill, because once he passed away, his grandson would definitely be helpless and very sad, and he wanted to grit his teeth to survive. And none of the Shen family went to inform Shen Yan, and the man's mate even wanted to use the time when Shen Yan was not in the local area and the old man was dying and couldn't make a decision to drive him out of the Shen family completely.
Hearing the truth from a man, he flew over from Beijing in a hurry, asked people over and over again in that strange city, and searched over and over again, and finally found someone at a local quarantine center for veterinary practice.
However, doing so is tantamount to confessing his true identity.
"The way you looked at me when you found out who I was in the hospital... I will never forget it for the rest of my life."
For the rest of your life, you will remember the mistakes you made.
You are doomed to live with guilt all your life.
He smiled sadly: "I once thought you would never talk to me again."
No matter how many times I go, the door is tightly closed; no matter how many times I make calls, I can't get through or no one answers; no matter how many times I leave messages on SK and QQ, I haven't received a single reply; After that letter, it finally fell into the sea.
Shen Yan has always been a responsive person. So when he doesn't "should" anymore... Naturally, it means a clean break.
Shen Yan left, and he didn't have the courage to tell the truth to Yang Jie and them, and he rarely appeared again. The dubbing team has gradually lost the maintenance of core members. Under the situation that everyone has different life pressures, they still go their separate ways.
Even if he took over the drama by himself in other network dubbing plans, the dubbing itself always aroused the guilt in his heart to face Shen Yan. The era of "quick horses and light fur" that was once proud.
"Two years have passed since then... Uncle found me and asked me to give this to you." Qiu Tianyang muttered as he slowly took out a bunch of keys from his pocket.
Shen Yan's eyes fell on the bunch of keys, and she frowned slightly as before.
"He said, you will never see him, but maybe you will meet me..." Qiu Tianyang rubbed his thumb on the key crampedly, and the staggered notches on it were as uneasy as his mood at that time. I was standing at the door, but I didn't think you would open the door to meet me, but I was wrong."
Opening the door is just opening the door.
In the short ten-centimeter distance, the person who hadn't seen for a long time stood silently behind the door, looking at the visitor and the set of keys in the visitor's hand indifferently with a pair of eyes.
-Are you here to tell me that I can't stay here and drive me somewhere else
-no…
- Then you go.
In just three short sentences, there was not even room for him to plead, and the door slammed shut.
"However, at least your attitude has changed from not seeing me before, to being willing to meet me," Qiu Tianyang smiled bitterly, "I think... Maybe one day, I can sit down and have a good talk with you face to face."
Shen Yan said softly at this time: "Now I'm willing to listen—you talk."
Qiu Tianyang was stunned when he heard the words, and then pursed his lips, as if he wanted to suppress the slight tremor in his voice before speaking.
"I'm not here to defend myself today. If I'm wrong, I'm wrong. I have nothing to say."
"...You had your position back then, and you didn't know the truth," Shen Yan's words were very light, but calm, the intense feelings at that time just receded like waves after hitting a reef, leaving only A flat and flat sandy beach, "Of course you would choose to side with someone close to you over a stranger like me. It's normal."
Qiu Tianyang didn't pick it up immediately, he sat silently for a while, and then reached out his hand again to pour a glass of water for Shen Yan.
His hands were still trembling, but he still held the water bottle firmly and slowly filled it up.
Now, there is something in his heart that is slowly filling up, overflowing.
"That letter," he suddenly returned to the subject, his voice as soft as the motion of pushing water over it, "you can open it after you go back. In addition to the words I wrote to you, there is also a copy of the letter. … a copy of the title deed for that old house.”
Shen Yan was stunned for a while, then raised her head to look at him.
Qiu Tianyang smiled lightly: "After my grandfather passed away, my uncle changed the name on the property deed to yours despite my aunt's objections—I just want you to see this. And you are still on my guard over the house issue. I know you never opened that letter."
Shen Yan stared at the other party for a while, then lowered her eyes slightly, speechless.
At this time, Qiu Tianyang gently placed the bunch of keys in his hand on the glass table, pushed it to the side of the glass of water, and displayed it in front of Shen Yan: "And this. I couldn't explain it to you two years ago, and... You probably wouldn't accept it two years ago, so today I'm bringing it again."
The key is an ordinary door key, in duplicate, and the silver light is faintly refracted under the lamp.
"Except for the old house, this is also given to you by my uncle," he said slowly. "It's a house he bought in Beijing. Because he didn't want my aunt to know about it, my uncle kept this house in my name. , I hope that one day I can borrow my hand and quietly transfer it to yours."
"I don't want it." Shen Yan's answer was light but firm.
He doesn't want to.
All he wanted was that old house, even if he could buy it from the Shen family with the money he had earned from working hard all his life, but now he didn't have to. Besides, he doesn't need that man to give him anything, especially material—
Qiu Tianyang seemed to know his attitude from the beginning, and he was not surprised, just sighed lowly.
"There's something I want to say-"
Although I don't have a position to say it, I'm sorry for not saying it.
"These may seem like the uncle is buying you with money and giving you a gift, but, I want to say... some things may not be what you think. There are really some people in this world who don't know how to express their guilt. Especially a person with high spirits like his uncle, there are some words in his concept and the values of his generation that he can't say. He has to use material to reflect it. It does not mean that he thinks that you can settle it with money. man. He just... never knew how to say 'I'm sorry'."
Time can change many things and many people. People sometimes don't look back at all the absurd things they've done in their life until they reach a certain age.
"Uncle is in his fifties this year, and he is already at the age of knowing the destiny. Although he didn't say it clearly, I know he must have regretted it." Qiu Tianyang slowly said to the end, "Of course, there is no such thing as 'regret' in the world. A debt that can be written off, it’s just that everyone pays it differently.”
Shen Yan listened silently without saying a word.
Qiu Tianyang continued: "I... once heard Mr. Pu mentioned to Mr. Yuan that she wanted to recruit you to her school for an undergraduate degree, and then when we chatted with the return date today, he also said that he would be transferred to Beijing to work at the beginning of next year. I'm sure... looking for a place to live, isn't it?"
Mentioning Qi Jin, Shen Yan's expression changed slightly, but she opened her mouth but did not make a sound.
"The cost of renting a house in Beijing is very high, especially in a location with convenient transportation. If you live far from the city center, it will be very tiring and time-consuming to commute to get off work every day. The location of this house is good, and there is a subway station not far away. In addition, it is in the urban area, and the property management is relatively complete." Qiu Tianyang said these words sincerely and did not mean to force him, "If you are willing to accept... even if it is only temporarily, you should rent a different one. A house that collects rent can also reduce his burden on the return date.”
Shen Yan's eyes were on the bunch of keys on the table for a long time, and finally she slowly reached out and picked it up, holding it in her hand.
But in principle things will not change.
"His internship period is three years on the return period, and if I go to undergraduate study, I will graduate in three years." He said, "After three years, I will return the key to you, and then give it to whomever you like—"
Then, he gently picked up the glass of water, raised his head silently and drank it.
Qiu Tianyang watched the water in the cup disappear little by little, and suddenly there were mixed feelings. He stared blankly at Shen Yan's movements until he completely emptied the cup.
After so many years, I never thought that Shen Yan would really "accept" one day.
Accepted the bunch of keys.
Accepted the glass of water.
So, will this person accept the third thing he has not handed over
"Shen Yan, I'm sorry." Maybe because the psychological pressure on those three words was too great, the voice became more and more hoarse after a sentence, leaving only a slight choking, "In the past, everything... I'm sorry."
The person who speaks is like this, but the person who listens has the same expression as before, as if an outsider has no joy or sorrow, and is as still as still water.
He quietly put down the glass in his hand. Letting go is a very simple action, but it is also something that someone needs to spend their entire lives to accomplish.
A person only has one life and one life, and it is too extravagant to spend it all on this matter. so…
"I forgive you."
He spoke softly.
At the end, he himself sighed deeply, closed his eyes, his shoulders sank slowly as if something had been removed, leaned against the sofa in a very comfortable position, and gently lifted his left hand to the middle of his collarbone. on that button.
At this time, he felt that the person beside him came close, hugged him tightly all of a sudden, and added back the weight he had just offloaded from his shoulders, but it was not annoying. Although the head buried on his shoulder trembled slightly, it was a little annoying to drop some hot and wet things on his shirt one after another.
And that person murmured tirelessly: "Thank you, thank you..."
He also replied softly, "Yeah."
At this moment, the door of the box suddenly opened with a "click", and two people outside walked in one after the other, and this was the first thing they saw.
Qi Jin was startled.
Shen Yan was startled.
Qiu Tianyang was also startled.
Tan Zixian was not stunned, but raised his eyebrows slantingly.
... Why is this scene so weird? ... obviously... not... catching rape...
Qiu Tianyang stayed there for a while, his hands were too late to take back from Shen Yan, and he blinked at a loss.
Tan Zixian saw that he was hanging on Shen Yan like a koala, he didn't say a word, he just turned around very calmly, and suddenly opened his arms and hugged Qi Jin by his side, a pair of " You can hold me, I can hold it as a righteous and provocative gesture, and he also put his head on the shoulders of Qi Jin generously - the expression of "to embrace and hug" is vivid, incisive, exhaustive, and perfect.
Qiu Tianyang's face suddenly turned pale, looking like he was injured but couldn't.
Qi Jin was terrified by Tan Zixian's sudden embrace, but when he faced Qiu Tianyang's collapsed face, he was stunned again, and couldn't help but let out a "chi".
Shen Yan was still slightly stunned, seeing Qi Wei smiling, her eyebrows gradually opened up, and she smiled silently.
Yes.
There is only one time in his life, instead of "letting go of the past" entirely, it is better to use it for "cherishing the present".