Yu Siqing drove back to He's villa.
Late at night, it was as dark as if it was covered with thick ink outside. Even if a few lights were turned on, it was still dark. He Yunjian didn't like the glare of light. After dark, the villa where he lived would be replaced by the light of lanterns.
Yu Siqing walked up the stairs, ignoring the nanny's greetings, and went all the way to the dressing room in the master bedroom. After taking out a black suitcase, she began to pack her daily clothes, one piece at a time. There were very few things she had, except for a suit skirt.
When you are alone, even your back looks lonely, just like a shirt thrown casually in a corner, no one will really care.
Yu Siqing threw her pajamas in and when she turned around, she saw her cell phone suddenly ringing. The caller ID showed He Yunjian, who was particularly conspicuous in the dim environment.
Her cell phone rang dozens of times, but she didn't answer.
Another piece of clothing was thrown in and the ringing continued.
Yu Siqing buckled up the black suitcase and pulled it up from the floor. She didn't even glance at the master bedroom where she had slept for hundreds of nights. She stood up and walked out. When she approached the stairwell, she saw downstairs:
He Yunjian strode over with an angry look on his face. He was wearing a pure black formal suit and his snow-white shirt was accidentally stained with some wine. It looked like he was going to attend some important occasion. Obviously, he left halfway and didn't even have time to change into clean clothes when he rushed back.
He saw Yu Siqing carrying a black suitcase frailly, and the emotions in his eyes changed several times. He walked up to her, grabbed her wrist, and led her into the master bedroom without even closing the door. With a bang, the suitcase hit the glass of the cloakroom, cracking it.
"—where are you going?"
The man suppressed his anger to a very low level. Except for his pale long fingers clasping her shoulders tightly, he seemed not to have completely exploded. He pressed her, "If you don't answer my call, where are you going to pack your bags?"
The more this happened, the calmer Yu Siqing became, and even her tone was gentle: "He Yunjian... Let's start over again."
She didn't want to stay with him in the quagmire anymore and wanted to leave, far away from this place of trouble.
He Yunjian had been a little irritable recently, and he refused to take medicine on time, so his headache only got worse. He was dazed for a few seconds, and there was no one in front of him. Fortunately, he managed to steady himself and found her in the darkness. His voice was filled with suppressed pain: "Yu Siqing, I told you, you can't leave in this life."
His possessiveness towards this dull woman became more and more serious as time went by. He couldn't tell what was going on in his mind. As long as she was around, even if she did nothing, she could calm his violent temper.
He Yunjian refused to let her go and smashed the black suitcase against the dressing table again, with the sound of shattering glass all over the floor.
Yu Siqing stood there without moving until he walked unsteadily to her. The back of his slender hand was stained with a few drops of blood. He hugged her tightly again, veins on his forehead bulging, and he looked in extreme pain.
Even the tone of her thin lips was accompanied by heavy breathing: "What did I forget...?"
Yu Siqing's whole body trembled when she was asked this question. Tears welled up in her gentle eyes and she stared blankly into his slightly dark pupils.
… The pain of years of separation and the forgotten memories are all hidden in this look.
That spring.
The light of morning sun shone in through a wide floor-to-ceiling window, making the master bedroom bright and tidy, so clean that not a speck of dust could be seen.
Yu Siqing came out from the velvet dark grey quilt, her black hair just past her shoulders was slightly messy, her face was plain, and she looked a little sleepy. But she soon woke up, and went to the bathroom to wash up, being extra careful when using every item here.
Because I am afraid of bumps or damage, I can't afford to pay for it with a few coins in my pocket.
Ten minutes later.
Yu Siqing changed back into her cheap green dress and sat in the restaurant downstairs. Next to her was the old housekeeper, who was serving her a Chinese breakfast. Perhaps he had a good impression of this girl of Chinese descent, so he was not at all scornful: "Miss Yu Siqing, does this breakfast suit your taste?"
Since Yu Siqing came to New York to study, she has been isolated from Chinese food. The only meals she has every day are hamburgers and sandwiches. She hasn't had a Chinese breakfast for a long time. She nodded and thanked the old housekeeper.
The old butler put down a bowl of delicious seafood soup and left the restaurant so that she could be more at ease.
From a distance not too far from the kitchen, Yu Siqing had already started eating. Because she had worked part-time as a waitress in many restaurants, she was used to keeping her back straight whether she was standing or sitting, which made her look tough and quiet.
Another middle-aged maid said, "Is this Miss Yu the one that the young master likes?"
The old housekeeper didn't know, but he had a very good eye for people. When he saw this girl who was almost emaciated and looked like a human, he knew what was going on: "Prepare an extra lunch for Miss Yu to take away later."
"Master ordered?"
The old butler didn't say anything and just waved his hand.
Yu Siqing did not stay in the villa for too long. After breakfast, she took the silver-white tableware to the kitchen to wash it, wiped every drop of water on the table with a paper towel, and then left quietly with her simple bag.
The old housekeeper handed her an insulated box and arranged for a driver to deliver it, saying that it was He Yunjian's order.
Thinking of that man, Yu Siqing pursed her lips slightly, but did not take the incubator. Instead, she acquiesced to the arrangement of being sent back.
Compared to the wealthy area here, she lives in the poorest slums, sharing a cheap small apartment with others. Not only is the environment dirty and messy, there are no street lights, and even the streets are bumpy. Whenever it rains, the tips of her shoes always get wet.
This time, the driver dropped her off at the foot of the apartment building. Yu Siqing didn't have to walk a single step. She thanked the driver, got out of the car, and went upstairs.
She took the key to open the door and went in. There was no one in the small apartment. The girl she shared the apartment with was probably out at the bar all night. Looking around, the living room was cluttered with things everywhere. Hanging on the grey sofa were lace underwear and stockings worn by a woman, both from another person. The bucket of instant noodles on the floor next to her had spilled out, and there was a faint unpleasant odor in the air.
Yu Siqing's place of residence here is very small, with only one second bedroom.
Compared to the dirty and messy outside, the place where she slept was exceptionally clean, like two different worlds.
After closing the door, Yu Siqing felt as if all the bones in her body were pulled out. She became weak and fell on her single bed to rest for a long time. She fell asleep in a daze. She didn't know how much time had passed. When she woke up, the sky outside the window had become dark.
She took out her cell phone and found that she had slept for more than ten hours, which surprised herself.
After taking a short breath, Yu Siqing remembered that she still had a part-time job to do, so she hurriedly got up, took out clothes from the suitcase in the corner, and went to the bathroom next door to change.
She took off the perfect dress, exposing her slender back under the warm yellow light. Her skin was very white, with some deep and some light red marks on it, as if they were pinched without knowing the severity, and could not be covered up.
Yu Siqing almost didn't even look at it. After putting on her clothes, she walked out of the small bathroom.
The girl I was living with finally came back and collapsed on the sofa watching TV. Before I knew it, I had thrown bags of snacks all over the floor.
There was a hint of impatience between Yu Siqing's calm brows. In the end, she said nothing and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. Behind her, a slightly complaining voice sounded: "Siqing, didn't you come back last night... Why didn't you clean up the place?"
Yu Siqing only paid for the rent of the second bedroom in this small apartment, and she never used the living room. However, the other party had bad living habits, but was used to treating her as a free cleaner, and even had the confidence to ask her questions.
After Yu Siqing finished drinking the water, her dense eyelashes almost formed a curved fan shape, and she covered her eyes with her hands, so her true emotions could not be seen: "I'm a little tired."
"I'm a little tired, but I'll clean it up."
The girl complained a few words, reached out for the lighter and cigarette box, and lit up the cigarettes unscrupulously in this airtight space.
Yu Siqing said nothing, turned around and went into the room quietly.
Behind him, there was a faint sneer: "You are a poor fellow, why are you pretending to be noble? You didn't go back to the apartment last night... Who knows what man might have slept with you!"
With a bang, the door was closed, completely isolating the outside world.
Yu Siqing calculated the time and it was time to go out. She picked up the simple bag and a warm coat on the desk. It was actually very close to where she worked part-time, right near the school, about two or three kilometers away.
However, she seldom chooses to take the bus. She would walk to any place where she can so as not to waste the bus fare.
The reason is simple. If calculated according to the RMB discount, a half-hour walk would cost her the money for a lunch. After thinking about it, it seems that walking a few steps is not that tiring.
Yu Siqing arrived ten minutes before work and exchanged positions with her part-time classmate. She changed into a skirt with a bunny costume, tied her hair up simply, and put on furry ears. She stood in front of the beautifully decorated store and handed out flyers to passers-by.
Every passerby will receive a smile and a list from her.
Yu Siqing was fortunate to have a pair of gentle eyes, which made her very attractive to people. When she handed out flyers, passers-by would only look at them a few more times and then accept them with pleasure. In other words, this job was very suitable for her.
"Hello sir..." As Yu Siqing held the flyer with her slender fingers and handed it forward, she caught sight of the young man in front of her. Probably out of politeness, he smiled at her and said, "Why can't I get through to you on the phone?"
Yu Siqing froze and took a few seconds to react. Her expression was not very natural: "Sorry... I don't usually look at my phone when I'm doing my part-time job."
As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at him.
After hearing this explanation, the man showed no impatience in his eyes. He nodded with a clear and beautiful smile and said, "Are you going to finish distributing these flyers before you can leave work?"
Yu Siqing nodded along with him: "Hmm..."
"I'll help you."
He stretched out his slender white hand and naturally took the pile of flyers from her arms. If you ignore the brand-name suit and cufflinks, this man's words and actions were too down-to-earth.
He didn't care about it at all. He even leaned over and touched the bunny ears in her hair in a slightly intimate manner: "This is very cute."
Yu Siqing couldn't help but opened her mouth and said: "He..."
He paused before he could finish his words. He really didn't know how to change him. His heart was in pain.
"He Yunjian."
There was a gleam of light in the man's dark, smiling eyes. It was her shadow. He repeated in a low voice, "Remember, my name is He Yunjian."
The author has something to say: qaq, let me warn you: Yu Siqing’s personality is not perfect, and Huanhuan won’t whitewash her. The cute little ones who mind this may accidentally step on the landmine!
Also, the extra storyline of Big Brother will be written very quickly, mainly based on memories, and will try to end as early as possible!