The last time Wen Yifan flew to Yihe from Nanwu was eight years ago.
The day after Beiyu and Sang Yan met, Wen Yifan took the high-speed train back to Nanwu, and went to Zhao Yuandong to pick up all the money and documents that Wen Liangzhe had left for her. After that, she did not stop in these two cities.
I flew to Yihe alone.
At this moment, Wen Yifan's mood was completely different from that at the time.
Wen Yifan was sitting by the window of the plane. She had nothing else to do, stared out the window, thinking about how to tell Sang Yan about her coming after getting off the plane for a while.
I don't know if it will affect him.
It was already dark outside, and dark and thick clouds could still be seen in the distance, and down there was a large night scene and red light strips. The cabin was quiet and the light was extremely dim, and someone could faintly hear someone talking.
It's like a long and endless journey.
Wen Yifan suddenly wanted to know.
In the past, every time Sang Yan took the high-speed train from Nanwu to Beiyu to see her, what kind of mood did she hold.
Is it like she is now, feeling expectant and nervous
Looking forward to the moment I see him.
But he was afraid that he didn't really want to see him.
The temperature of the air conditioner in the plane was a little low, and Wen Yifan subconsciously raised the blanket. Alone on the vehicle, she felt insecure, and she didn't plan to sleep even if she had nothing to do. Wen Yifan looked out the window again.
Maybe it was decided to let him tell the whole story, Wen Yifan's mood is more stable than any time before.
She pursed her lower lip lightly, wanting to slowly smooth out all the events at that time, and was gradually pulled into that paragraph by this night and her mood, and she no longer wanted to recall the slightest memories.
…
Wen Yifan moved to Beiyu with his uncle's family in the second semester of high school.
In the beginning, everything was the same as in Nanwu. It is nothing more than a change from a familiar city under the fence to another unfamiliar city.
At that time, Wen Yifan didn't care much about this matter.
She felt helpless, but also knew that there was no way. She just wants to work hard to improve her grades and get into a better university. Hope time goes by faster.
She can take the college entrance examination faster, become an adult sooner, and make money through her own abilities.
Quickly end this life.
For Wen Yifan, even though the days at that time were depressing and painful.
But she still has hope.
I think as long as you get through this time, everything will be fine.
Everything has changed since she entered the third year of high school.
That year, Che Xingde moved to Beiyu from another city. He has no job, no money, and can only live on his sister. After that, he stayed at the uncle's house.
From the first time they met, Wen Yifan had no affection for her so-called "uncle".
Wen Yifan is a very slow person, and his sensitivity to various emotions is also a beat slower than others. But she always felt that the way he looked at her was very strange, and his words were greasy and wretched, with extremely bad connotations.
She is not very expressive.
I don't know if this is her illusion.
In the beginning, Che Xingde didn't do anything too much.
Before he found a job, Che Xingde stayed at home almost every day. He would often sit next to Wen Yifan, or touch her body for the reason of holding something.
Wen Yifan could still feel it was an accident again and again, but she also felt that something was wrong.
Wen Yifan has been well protected since she was a child. She has never encountered such a thing before, so how should she deal with it. Several times, when Zhao Yuandong called her, Wen Yifan's words were on his lips, but he couldn't say them at all.
This is a very difficult thing for a girl of that age to talk about.
Fortunately, the third year of senior high school is heavy, and the school agrees that senior three students can stay at the school for self-study on weekends.
Wen Yifan simply reduced the number of times he went home and stayed at school for a long time. If it weren't for the holidays, the school wouldn't let students stay in school, she wouldn't even take the initiative to go back to her uncle's house.
After the senior year of high school.
Wen Yifan entered her last winter vacation in high school. In fact, it was less than two weeks, but at that time, Che Xingde's behavior intensified.
Wen Yifan couldn't bear it any longer, so he had to play with Che Yanqin once.
Che Yanqin didn't take this to heart at all, she just said that her mind was too sensitive, so she should not think about things beyond the borders, and don't make a fuss about it.
Before mentioning it, Wen Yifan didn't think Che Yanqin could be on her side. She simply mentioned this matter to Zhao Yuandong again, roughly meaning that she wanted to rent an apartment outside by herself.
Zhao Yuandong felt worried when she heard it, but she was worried that she lived alone outside. In the end, she only told Wen Yifan that she would discuss it with Che Yanqin.
But there is no follow-up.
It seemed that he sensed Wen Yifan's avoidance and forbearance.
Che Xingde was extremely arrogant, and began to try to open the door lock of her room in the middle of the night. Occasionally, she would use her drunken state to slap her door hard, pretending that she had walked into the wrong room.
Wen Yifan warned him several times, but to no avail.
All he got was his increasingly arrogant slap on the door.
Whenever this kind of thing happens.
Wen Yifan only looked forward to the arrival of three in the morning.
Wen Liangxian and Che Yanqin opened a barbecue stall together, which is open until 2:30 in the morning every night, and it takes half an hour to walk home. They get home at about three in the morning every day.
Che Xingde is afraid of Wen Liangxian.
With Wen Liangxian around, he will restrain a lot, and he will not dare to do things so blatantly.
Although there was a lock on the door, even though Wen Yifan would push his desk against the door when he returned to the room, she still felt insecure. She started hiding scissors and a utility knife under her pillow, and when she was at home, she didn't dare to go to bed until three in the morning.
She was afraid that Che Xingde would be able to break in without her noticing.
Such days continued until the end of the high school entrance examination.
During this period, Wen Yifan made several phone calls with Zhao Yuandong. What Zhao Yuandong has always said is that Zheng Kejia has gradually accepted her, and after she persuades her for a while, Wen Yifan should be able to move back in.
After the results come out.
When Wen Yifan was about to fill in the application, Zhao Yuandong also asked her to fill in Nanwu University.
It meant that Wen Yifan should be closer to take care of her in the future.
Although Zhao Yuandong temporarily placed her at her uncle's house because of her new family. But in many things, Wen Yifan still relies heavily on her. She just wanted to get out of her present life and quickly make those days a thing of the past.
She also wanted to try and live in harmony with her new family.
Therefore, Wen Yifan agreed to Zhao Yuandong's words.
Because for her.
Except for the city of Beiyu, the rest of the places are not very different to her.
Plus.
Wen Yifan thought that Sang Yan was also in Nanwu.
He might prefer to stay in the city.
The week to start filling out volunteers.
Sang Yan sent her several text messages one after another, all asking her about her volunteering.
Afraid that he would apply to a school he didn't want to apply to, Wen Yifan tried to ask him which school he wanted to apply for, but he never mentioned it. In the end, she could only tell him clearly that she would apply to Nanwu University.
She will go back to Nanwu.
It will be regarded as the pain of the past two years.
Nor do they need to be separated by two cities.
Wen Yifan didn't need to let him go so hard every time across a city to find her.
After that, they can meet every day.
It can be changed back to what it was in high school.
All the days seem to be getting better.
Until the day when the college entrance examination voluntary application deadline.
That morning, Wen Yifan was the only one at home. During that time, Che Xingde found a job and was away from home several days a week. She didn't know Cha Xingde's working hours, and she wasn't sure if he would be back today.
Before three o'clock, Wen Yifan didn't dare to sleep.
Wen Yifan was texting with Sang Yan on his mobile phone, while paying attention to the time of the alarm clock on the bedside table.
Sang Yan: [I will come to you tomorrow, okay?]
Wen Yifan thought for a while, then replied: [I'm going to Nanwu in a while, don't come here.]
Sang Yan: [When?]
Wen Yifan: [Wait for the admission letter to arrive, we have to go back to school to get it.]
Sang Yan: [It's more than July.]
after awhile.
Sang Yan sent another message: [I will go there on the day the admission result comes out.]
Until one thirty in the morning, Che Xingde did not come back.
Wen Yifan felt that Che Xingde might not come back, but he was a little uneasy, as if the rain was about to come. She was lying on the bed and started to feel sleepy after chatting with Sang Yan.
She held her eyelids tightly, trying to sleep until three o'clock in the morning, but in the end she was no match for drowsiness.
I just think it's all there.
After a while, the uncle should be home too.
Afterwards, Wen Yifan was awakened by the sound of the door.
This time, the sound of the door lock was no longer the sound of the metal being picked, but the sound of the key being opened. She opened her eyes and saw in the darkness that the desk in front of the door fell down due to the opening of the door.
Wen Yifan raised his eyes and met Che Xingde's face.
Che Xingde shook the key in his hand with one finger, and his laughter was wretched and human. He was a bit fat, and as soon as he came in, he threw the key away and pressed it on her, with the overwhelming smell of sweat and alcohol.
Extremely strong, suppressing her with the strength of the disparity between men and women.
Wen Yifan woke up instantly and could feel him pulling the quilt off her. His intentions were very obvious, he grabbed her hair with one hand and tried to pull her pants down with the other.
She screamed uncontrollably and began to cry for help as she struggled.
Wen Yifan felt that at that moment, he was separated from his body and became a bystander. Seeing herself resisting frantically, she found the scissors from under the pillow and stabbed Che Xingde irrationally.
Che Xingde stepped back in pain, and quickly jumped up again, snatching the scissors from her hand.
"Fuck you bitch."
Wen Yifan's eyes were red, he stepped back, and felt the utility knife from under the pillow again. Her body was extremely tense, and her whole body was on guard. She controlled the trembling in her voice and said word by word, "You're going to go to jail like this."
Che Xingde smiled: "Do you dare to call the police?"
"… "
"Let it be known that you were raped by your uncle?" Che Xingde snorted, "Shuangjiang, this is about to be known, how will you marry in the future? It's a shameful and shameful thing, you know?"
Wen Yifan just stared at him as if he didn't hear it.
Fear that he will come forward again.
The girl has messy hair, white skin and red lips, and her facial features are extremely gorgeous. Her limbs were white and slender, and her body was extremely soft. She huddled in the corner like a prickly milk cat.
Because of her appearance, Che Xingde's lust that has not subsided once again surged: "It's okay, uncle will marry you. Don't go to college, Shuangjiang, come to be uncle's daughter-in-law..."
Saying that, Che Xingde pressed Wen Yifan again.
This time, he seemed to have already noticed it, and quickly pulled the utility knife from her hand. He pulled her pants down again, and the heavy breath sprayed on her body again and again.
Wen Yifan struggled with all his strength.
It was when she felt the most broken, powerless, and desperate.
It was also the time when she felt that she was the dirtiest and wanted to die directly like this.
That room was utterly dark.
The curtains were obviously half-open, but at that moment, Wen Yifan felt that he could no longer see the light.
She wished she could die right away.
If you live in this world, you have to endure this kind of thing.
Then she would rather not live.
When Che Xingde pressed her hands and pushed her clothes up.
There was movement from the entrance.
There were tears in Wen Yifan's eyes, as if he realized something, and stared sideways at the clock on the bedside table.
Three in the morning.
Wen Yifan's empty eyes gradually lit up, and he began to cry for help again. Because of the prolonged shouting, her voice became hoarse, with a cry: "Uncle! Help me!"
Che Xingde stopped and cursed secretly.
Then, the lights in the living room turned on.
Wen Liangxian's voice came: "What's going on?"
Che Yanqin also said: "Shuangjiang, what are you arguing about at night—"
Seeing the scene in the room, Che Yanqin instantly silenced.
Wen Liangxian had been dissatisfied with Che Xingde for a long time, and when he saw this situation, he instantly became angry. He came over and pulled Che Xingde off the bed, yelling, "What the hell are you doing? You don't know how old this kid is?!"
After getting out of hell, Wen Yifan immediately wrapped her body with a quilt. She lowered her head and stared at the blood on her hands, which was stained when she cut Che Xingde's hands with scissors.
She tried her best to hold back the tears.
She will never shed a tear for this kind of scum.
Absolutely not.
"No, brother-in-law." Che Xingde explained, "I drank too much, I just came in and didn't do anything..."
Hearing this, Che Yanqin breathed a sigh of relief and came over to persuade: "Husband, didn't this happen? You can't be so angry. De Zai just drank too much and couldn't recognize what happened..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wen Yifan said, "I want to call the police."
"… "
"What did your child say? Why did you call the police!" Che Yanqin frowned, "Your uncle just drank too much, don't you think your clothes are still well dressed? It's embarrassing for the neighbors to hear about it."
Wen Liangxian wanted to save face, afraid that he would be known to take care of his niece like this: "A Jiang, it's fine. The uncle will give you an explanation, but there is no need to make trouble outside the house."
Wen Yifan raised his head.
His gaze swept across the faces of Che Yanqin and Wen Liangxian, and then settled on Che Xingde's slightly smug face. She remembered what he had just said, her emotions were calm, and her body was shaking, and she repeated: "I want to call the police."
"… "
"Do you have any conscience? You want your uncle to go to jail, don't you?" Che Yanqin became angry, "He was drunk and went to the wrong room. Also, you are afraid that people won't gossip about you in the future—"
Wen Yifan interrupted her: "Whatever."
"… "
"I don't care what others say," Wen Yifan flipped to the phone from the side, and called 110 while talking, his behavior was stiff and mechanical, "It doesn't matter what others say about me, I just need to call the police."
Hearing that, Che Xingde wanted to grab her mobile phone, but the other end of the phone was already connected.
Wen Yifan sat on the bed, his body trembling uncontrollably, trying to calm himself down and telling the truth again.
Che Xingde immediately looked at Che Yanqin with a panicked expression.
Che Yanqin reassured: "It's okay."
After speaking, Wen Yifan stopped looking at the other three, his hands were still shaking, and he started to call Zhao Yuandong.
Maybe she was still sleeping, but Zhao Yuandong picked it up after half a minute.
"Ah?"
Wen Yifan's nose was sore, and when he heard her voice, the tears he was holding back fell down at this moment. Before she could say anything, Che Yanqin had already come over to help her take away her phone, and sneered, "Zhao Yuandong, look at the good daughter you brought out!"
"… "
"I worked hard for you to bring the child, but what happened! She wants to put my brother in jail now. I tell you, if you don't solve this problem for me today, don't think about it!" Che Yanqin said, "My brother What did he do? He got drunk and went to the wrong room! He didn't do anything! Your daughter insisted on accusing him of rape! What a black heart!"
Che Yanqin seemed extremely annoyed, and scolded herself for a while.
Wen Yifan didn't have the strength to grab the phone back.
After a long while, Che Yanqin threw the phone back to her.
Wen Yifan stared at the screen that was still in the call, and suddenly he didn't dare to listen. Thinking of the last time, when she wanted Zhao Yuandong to take her back, she hung up without even listening.
She squeezed her fist and slowly put the phone to her ear.
Please, Mom.
I beg you.
I beg you.
You save me.
You don't leave me anymore.
The next moment, Zhao Yuandong's extremely embarrassed voice came from the other end again: "Ah Jiang, is there any misunderstanding? Your aunt said that her brother is not that kind of person... Don't think too much, Mom will come in two days—"
Wen Yifan didn't listen any longer and cut off the phone.
It is difficult to describe Wen Yifan's mood at that moment in words.
She didn't know she had such a side.
that moment.
She just wants the whole world to die.
…
That chaotic morning.
Wen Yifan and Che Xingde were taken away by the police who came, and she recounted the whole night, plus all the events of the year. After that, she didn't go back to her uncle's house and lived in the house of a female police officer.
The female policeman sympathized with her experience, gave her psychological counseling, and even suggested that she could stay as long as she wanted.
The policewoman has a daughter named Chen Xi, who happens to be Wen Yifan's classmate. The two didn't have much interaction at school, but Chen Xi's character was very easy to get along with, so she didn't mention what happened to her.
Just chatting with her about all kinds of messy topics.
In the evening, Chen Xi was talking to her, and suddenly jumped up and ran to the room: "By the way, let me change my choice. I don't want to choose human resources! Damn it, what time is it now!"
Hearing the word "volunteer", Wen Yifan's eyelids moved.
I remembered that I chose Nanwu University because of Zhao Yuandong's suggestion.
I remembered what Zhao Yuandong said on the phone not long ago.
She lowered her head and looked at the red mark on her hand that was pinched by Che Xingde, her expression dazed.
Not long after, Wen Yifan also got up and entered Chen Xi's room.
At this time, Chen Xi was sitting at the table and just turned on the computer. Yu Guang noticed Wen Yifan's figure, she turned her head and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
Wen Yifan stared at the computer screen: "Chen Xi, can I use your computer?"
"Okay." Chen Xi said cheerfully, "What are you doing?"
The room was quiet for a few seconds.
The light in Wen Yifan's eyes seemed to disappear, and he said softly, "I want to change my mind."
…
For the next period of time, Wen Yifan stayed at Chen Xi's house.
Even though he left the character of Che Xingde, Wen Yifan still couldn't fall asleep before three in the morning. She is extremely insecure, and will always wake up when she falls asleep, feeling that someone is pressing on her.
I feel breathless every day.
Wen Yifan didn't want to contact anyone, he hid in his own shell every day, only listening to the female police officer's instructions, and only went out when he had something to go to the police station to make up his statement.
But because Wen Yifan had no signs of being violated, and there was no evidence, and Wen Liangxian and Che Yanqin were both speaking for Che Xingde. In the end, Che Xingde was not punished too much, but was detained for a few days.
There was a lot of uproar in this area in Beiyu.
It's all rumored that one family's uncle raped his niece.
Wen Yifan was at Chen Xi's house every day and didn't know about these things. She couldn't eat or sleep, and she felt that life was miserable, and she lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She felt that her sign was very wrong.
Wen Yifan didn't want to worry about these things anymore.
She didn't want to stay in this place anymore, and she didn't want to think about anything.
She just wanted to hurry up and wait for the admission results to come out, and leave the city after getting the admission letter.
far from these things.
During that time, Wen Yifan lived in a mess.
She doesn't communicate with the outside world, her mobile phone is turned off for a long time, and the longest thing she does every day is to be in a daze in the corner.
Wen Yifan felt so strange.
Obviously some time ago, I felt that the dawn was imminent.
It was clear that I had felt that life was developing on the bright side.
But now, she can't control her negative energy at all.
Every day I think about the thought that popped into my mind when Cha Xingde was pressing on him.
I think about dying every day.
The week after the admission results came out, it rained for several days in Beiyu.
That day, after checking the admission results, Chen Xi was extremely happy and hugged her excitedly: "Great, my boyfriend and I were admitted to the same school, we can go to the same university!"
That moment.
Wen Yifan's thoughts broke free from the darkness.
She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten something during this time.
She made an appointment with Sang Yan to go to the same university.
But she forgot.
She changed her mind.
She didn't tell Sanyan.
When this thought came up, Wen Yifan's mood was still very calm. As if thinking that this should be a natural result, after a long while, she stood up and pulled out the phone that she hadn't taken out for a while. Long press to power on.
Jump out of a bunch of unread messages and calls.
Sang Yan sent her dozens of messages during this time.
The latest one was sent an hour ago.
Sang Yan: [I'll find you.]
Wen Yifan stared at it for a long time.
Noticing her absent-mindedness, Chen Xi next to her interrupted her attention: "What's the matter with you?"
Wen Yifan raised his head: "I'll go out."
"Ah?" This is the first time Wen Yifan has offered to go out in the past two weeks. Chen Xi was a little surprised, "What's the matter? Where are you going? Do you want me to accompany you?"
Wen Yifan smiled: "No, I'm going to see a friend."
Chen Xi: "Okay."
Wen Yifan got up and walked to the entrance, opened the door, and Chen Xi's voice came from behind: "Hey! By the way, Yifan, it's raining outside, take an umbrella and go out!"
Saying that, Chen Xi ran over and put an umbrella in her hand.
She looked at Chen Xi and whispered, "Thank you."
"Thank you!" Chen Xi smiled, "Have fun with your friends."
Hearing this, Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Okay."
Wen Yifan went out.
It was already half dark outside, and the rain was not heavy, like a fine needle. It fell silently. The fog in front of me was heavy, and the concrete floor was deep and shallow.
Thinking of where Sang Yan usually got off the bus, Wen Yifan walked towards the uncle's house.
Just after walking to that alley, Wen Yifan met Che Xingde again. As if he didn't expect to meet her, he was stunned for a moment, then grabbed her arm again, like a proud villain: "Yo, Frostfall."
"..." Wen Yifan's pain flared up again, and he broke free from his hand.
"Call the police, right? You said that if you called the police, which of us would suffer more? I have nothing to do with you. What are you being told?" His brows gradually became sullen, "Also, you can't blame me for this, right? You're a bitch, and you wear short-sleeved shorts every day at home, don't you just want to hook-"
Before he could finish speaking, Sang Yan suddenly appeared from behind Che Xingde and was pulled away by his hand.
With a very heavy anger on his face, he punched Che Xingde hard in the face. Then, Sang Yan touched his stomach with his knees, looking like he had lost his mind, and his strength was extremely heavy.
Makes a loud crashing sound.
Cha Xingde had no room to fight back, and was beaten and began to beg for mercy.
Wen Yifan came back to his senses. She didn't want Sang Yan to get involved in these things, and she didn't want him to get into trouble because of himself, so she immediately went over to grab his wrist and walked in the other direction.
Sang Yan followed her: "Who is that person."
Wen Yifan didn't look back: "I don't know."
The two continued to walk forward.
Sang Yan said again, "Are you all right?"
Wen Yifan hummed softly.
"Wen Shuangjiang, if it's so late in the future, don't come down early." Because of the man just now, Sang Yan couldn't help but say, "I'll go directly to your downstairs to find you."
Wen Yifan did not speak.
"Are you busy these days?" Sang Yan paused for two seconds after noticing what was wrong with her, "I haven't been able to contact you, what happened?"
"No, my phone is broken." Wen Yifan raised his umbrella to help him cover the rain, "Why are you here?"
"Ah." Sang Yan took the umbrella from her hand and said naturally, "Didn't we agree before, I will come over when the admission results come out."
"… "
Unconsciously, the two walked into the alley.
There was no one inside, and the street lights were dim, and a few small flying ants could faintly fly by in front of them. The sound of the rain was rustling, and in this hot summer, it seemed to bring a bit of coolness.
Perhaps because she felt that the man just now affected her mood, Sang Yan said more than usual: "My admission result is out, NTU Software Engineering. Your grades are a little lower than mine, but you should be good enough for your major. Have… "
Wen Yifan looked at the young man in front of him, as if he had listened to his words, but at the same time, he seemed to have not heard a word.
Che Xingde's words echoed over and over in his mind.
——"It's a shameful, shameful thing, you know?"
Remembered over and over again.
bitch.
slut.
these words.
Wen Yifan couldn't remember how he felt at that time.
I just remember that at that time, she didn't mind letting anyone know about that incident, it didn't matter how others spread it.
But she didn't want Sang Yan to know.
Not even half of it.
She didn't want to show any flaws.
He didn't know how to explain it, so he wouldn't have the slightest doubt.
She could only think of using harsh words to defeat him.
Wen Yifan didn't want Sang Yan to be like this.
It always takes time to run to such a far place, just to see her once.
This is her fault.
For whatever reason.
After all, she just forgot.
There's no need for Sang Yan to bear this.
A person like her can't afford to be treated like this.
They should have broken earlier.
They should have ended the last time she told him to stop bothering her on the phone.
It's long overdue, it's over.
Wen Yifan interrupted him suddenly, "Sang Yan."
"Um?"
"I didn't report to NTU."
Hearing this, Sang Yan's eyes stopped. As if he didn't understand her words, after a few seconds, he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled: "You're kidding me."
Wen Yifan's tone was serious: "No."
"… "
Looking at Wen Yifan's expression, Sang Yan realized that she was telling the truth after a long time. The smile on his face faded, and after a while he asked, "What did you report for?"
Wen Yifan said truthfully, "It should be big."
"why."
"… "
Sang Yan stared at her, her Adam's apple slid slowly, and her tone was a little difficult: "Why did you report it to be a big one?"
Wen Yifan forced himself to look at him. At that moment, she couldn't think of any other reason for her to change her choice, so she made a random reason: "I have an appointment with someone else."
"What about me?" Sang Yan seemed absurd and looked at her, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Wen Yifan pursed his lips and said nothing.
The alley was too quiet.
Sang Yan looked at her silently, as if waiting for her reply. After a while, he closed his eyes gently, and for the first time used his name to distance the two of them: "Wen Yifan, am I your spare tire?"
"You can think that way," Wen Yifan raised his head, only to feel that the young man in front of him was extremely clean, and he shouldn't be mixed up with someone like her, "The admission results are also out, it's good for you to stay in Nanwu. of."
"If you don't want to, you can tell me directly." Sang Yan's voice was very light, "There is no need to use this method."
"Then I'll just say it directly, Sang Yan, I just hate it," Wen Yifan said calmly, "I don't like that you keep coming to Beiyu to find me, and I'm also annoyed that you have to come out to meet you every time."
"… "
"Beiyu is close to Nanwu, so I'll go to a farther place, okay?" Wen Yifan said everything without blinking, "I'll be in Yihe in the future, I hope you don't act like you are now. Come find me."
That was probably the most cruel thing Wen Yifan had ever said to others since he was so old.
She never thought that the object would be Sang Yan.
Sang Yan's eyelashes and hair tips were stained with water droplets, and most of his shirt was wet. His eyes were dark, he couldn't see his emotions, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.
I don't know if it was the sound of water droplets coming from there.
click.
Like the sound of tears falling.
I do not know how long it has been.
Sang Yan seemed to have guessed something, and pulled the corner of her lower lip: "So during this period of time, you didn't reply to me because of this?"
Wen Yifan: "Yeah."
"Wen Yifan." Sang Yan called her at last, and her Adam's apple slid again, as if restraining her emotions. He slowly lowered his head and said mockingly, "I'm not that bad either."
Wen Yifan's throat was sore, he looked away and stopped looking at him.
A few seconds passed.
As if to maintain his final dignity, Sang Yan still smiled: "Don't worry, I won't pester you again."
After that, neither of them spoke again.
As usual, Sang Yan continued to send her downstairs to the house. He handed the umbrella back to Wen Yifan, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He looked at her and said softly, "I'm leaving."
Wen Yifan hummed.
He took a few steps.
Back again: "Goodbye."
After speaking, Sang Yan turned around and walked in the direction of the alley.
His back is tall and thin, and his spine is straight when he walks, as if he had never bent over for anyone.
Never looked back.
Just like the boy who stood by the water dispenser and arrogantly called her "School Girl".
Wen Yifan stood quietly, watching him come here from another city full of anticipation, but left her sight with such a gesture.
In a trance, Wen Yifan had an illusion.
The rain seemed to carry an invisible force, hitting him little by little, and it also quenched the pride that was born in his bones inch by inch.
She looked a little stunned, stared at the umbrella in her hand, and took a step forward uncontrollably.
After that, Wen Yifan saw him completely disappear into the rain curtain.
In that long and dark alley that seemed to have no end.
Wen Yifan stopped, his eyes gradually turned red, and said softly, "Goodbye."
goodbye.
my dear boy.
I wish you all the best.
I also hope that you will never meet someone like me again.
Since then.
It was still the same high-spirited, proud and dazzling young man back then.
Wen Yifan took his luggage and got off the plane.
According to the location Sang Yan said on the phone, Wen Yifan found her at the exit. Her nervousness only rose at this moment, and she walked over: "Why are you at the airport?"
Sang Yan took the luggage from her hand and said casually, "I was going to go back."
"… "
"Let's go." Sang Yan walked forward, "Go find a hotel first."
Wen Yifan followed, staring at his empty other hand, and hesitantly reached out to hold it.
Sang Yan looked at her sideways and held her hand back.
"I only saw that you didn't take your luggage when I flipped over the trunk of the car yesterday," Wen Yifan licked his lips and explained in a low voice, "My director just granted me three days off, so I'll come over and get you some clothes by the way. bring here."
Sang Yan hummed softly.
After the two left the airport.
Only then did Sang Yan realize that it was raining lightly outside. He paused and looked at Wen Yifan: "Wait here, I'll go inside and buy an umbrella."
Wen Yifan nodded.
She stared at Sang Yan's back, and after a while, she looked back.
Afterwards, Wen Yifan looked at the scattered rain outside. Not long after, she noticed someone wearing a black T-shirt, tall and thin, ignoring the rain and heading straight for the airport bus.
Recalling that memory again, Wen Yifan looked in a trance, subconsciously wanting to follow him.
The next moment, Sang Yan pulled her back from behind: "Where are you going?"
Wen Yifan returned to his senses and looked at him.
Sang Yan frowned: "I told you to wait for me here."
Wen Yifan looked dull and called him: "Sang Yan."
Sang Yan: "What?"
"I'm sorry," Wen Yifan looked at him, and after so many years, brought back the events of the year to him again, "I should have given you the umbrella at that time."
Sang Yan didn't react: "What?"
The belated remorse crept into her bones, Wen Yifan lowered his head, endured the trembling and finished the sentence.
"...I shouldn't have let you go back in the rain like that."