In a place that is too bright and clean, it is too easy for people to see each other's emotions clearly, and it is impossible for people to remove the disguise with peace of mind. The place where Wen Tong met Xiao Wanqing was the old place where they indulged and chatted when they were frustrated.
The light is blurred and dim, and the music is flowing soothingly. When Xiao Wanqing arrived, Wen Tong was already sitting in the corner where they always liked to sit, with his head down, drinking wine sullenly.
Xiao Wanqing stood opposite her, her slender figure cast a little shadow, covering Wen Tong under it. Wen Tong raised his head, staring at Xiao Wanqing with deep and complicated eyes, not blinking for a moment.
Xiao Wanqing subconsciously clenched her fists, let Wen Tong look at herself, sat down calmly, and cared about her: "Have you eaten yet? Let's start drinking."
Wen Tong laughed wordlessly, and responded to her in a low voice: "I've eaten." Then, the two remained silent for a long time.
"Is the stomach upset okay?" Wen Tong asked after a long time.
"It's much better, it's all right." Xiao Wanqing replied softly.
There was a pot of hot tea on the table, which Wen Tong should have specially ordered for her. Xiao Wanqing raised her hand to lift the glass jug, poured herself half a glass of water, and then held the glass with both hands, feeling the heat from the palm of her hand, feeling a little warm and a little astringent.
There is rarely such an awkward and heavy atmosphere between her and Wen Tong. Xiao Wanqing couldn't bear such silence.
She opened her mouth, broke the stagnation, and said straight to the point: "Wen Tong, I'm sorry, I let you know that I and Lin Xian are together from others. I have no intention of hiding you. I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I didn't find out. to the opportunity."
Wen Tong stared at the woman she had been secretly in love with for many years through the dim light, and saw that her beautiful eyebrows were full of solemnity and cherishment. Since she heard the news, she hadn't recovered from her thoughts and began to return to the cage. Dreams are shattered, and the sense of reality of hopelessness really hits, and the pain comes wave after wave.
Wen Tong's nose was sore and his eyes were red in an instant. She lowered her head, blinked her eyes, forced back the tears that were about to overflow, raised her head and tried her best to squeeze out a steady voice, and asked Xiao Wanqing: "It's very early? So you have been together for a while, right? "
"Yes, we started dating in April." Xiao Wanqing answered her seriously and frankly.
Wen Tong's heart trembled. She belatedly remembered Xiao Wanqing's abnormality during that period, and remembered the phone call asking her how she left Anjiang City. Regret and pain overwhelmed her heart. It turned out that leaving stupidly would not only not bring them closer, but would only make her miss more.
She placed one hand under the sofa, clenched her fist, and her nails dug deep into her palm. She forced herself to put aside the heartbreak of being a crush, straightened her position, looked at Xiao Wanqing, and asked her word by word: "Do you know how old Lin Xian is this year? How old are you yourself?"
She didn't even ask Xiao Wanqing who started it first or how it started. None of this matters.
Besides, she knew that if Lin Xian hadn't taken the initiative, Xiao Wanqing would not have been able to do such a thing.
"I know."
"Then she is still young and ignorant, Xiao Wanqing, don't you understand either?" Her voice was restrained, but her tone was stern like a sharp knife, piercing Xiao Wanqing's heart fiercely.
"Every word Yan Jia said made me want to curse, but she was right in one sentence. Xiao Wanqing, Lin Xian is still young, young people love fantasy, impulsive and passionate, the so-called love comes and goes quickly , but it doesn’t matter, young people, if we get together, we will get together and get bored, and then we will disperse. We both have youth and time capital. But what about you, do you have such capital to play such a game with her?”
Not long ago, Xiao Wanqing also viewed Lin Xian's feelings for her in this way, and she was even prepared that Lin Xian would get tired of this relationship soon. However, people's hearts are soft, Lin Xian's hard work, Lin Xian's sincerity, subtly changed her opinion. She can no longer deny Lin Xian's immature but equally sincere love with the eyes of an adult who thinks she is mature.
She thought, this is unfair to Lin Xian.
"Wen Tong, Lin Xian is serious, she is not playing games, and neither am I." Xiao Wanqing bit her lip to argue.
Wen Tong didn't know what ecstasy soup Lin Xian had poured into Xiao Wanqing, so that Xiao Wanqing, who had always had no sense of security and trust in others, believed her like this. It took her so many years to walk into Xiao Wanqing's heart, but Lin Xian did it in just one year.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the jealousy and bitterness in her heart, and warned herself that Xiao Wanqing's relationship is not the most important thing, the important thing is that Xiao Wanqing can't be hurt anymore.
She raised the glass, took a gulp of wine, choked, and choked tears. She coughed a few times, and said to Xiao Wanqing in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Wanqing, when you were 18, what you wanted was the same as what you want now? When you were not out of society and now after you are out of society, how do you look at people? Is it still the same?"
Xiao Wanqing choked her throat and did not speak.
"It's true that Lin Xian likes you now, but she is still so young, have you ever thought about the possibilities she will have in the future? She will grow up day by day, get in touch with a wider world, and meet more different people Xiao Wanqing, Lin Xian is someone who wants to fly high, do you believe that under the strong wind, this kite can always be unlined in your hands?"
"If you are a person who is easy to see and think, I don't need to say anything. But Xiao Wanqing, you are not. One day Lin Xian is gone, what will you do?!" She knows Xiao Wanqing too well, and her affection is deep. Shou, Xiao Wanqing has already died once, how dare she watch her make such a desperate bet again.
Every sentence hit the red heart, and blood began to ooze from Xiao Wanqing's heart, which was painful.
She closed her eyes, and confessed bitterly: "Wen Tong, in fact, I never dared to dream of being with her forever. I know, I am not that lucky. I... I was mentally prepared." When she really said it, Xiao Wanqing's voice was still choked up. up. She found that she was no longer as calm as she thought before. Just imagining that Lin Xian would leave one day, she felt a pain like a tear in her heart.
When Wen Tong heard this, he laughed angrily. Why not? why not? Why does the person she loves on the cusp of her heart demean and humiliate herself for Lin Xian? Obsessed yet
She said coldly: "Are you really ready?!" She didn't intend to accuse Xiao Wanqing, but, if she didn't say something, others would say it in the future.
Xiao Wanqing gritted her teeth and looked at her stubbornly.
"Well, let me ask you, have you ever thought about Lin Xian's regrets in the future?! Have you thought about Miss Zhou Qin?! Have you thought about the teacher and his wife?! Have you thought about the consequences of the Lin family knowing about this incident? ?! Xiao Wanqing, Lin Xian is the only child in their family, and they have high hopes. Have you ever thought about what this family will become, and what will Lin Xian suffer because of it?!"
A series of questions, like sharp arrows, pierced Xiao Wanqing's heart fiercely one after another. Xiao Wanqing's heart felt stuffy in an instant, and it was difficult to breathe.
"I know you, I believe in you, so I only care about whether you can get happiness in this relationship. But, Xiao Wanqing, caring is messy. Does sister Zhou Qin think so? Do people outside think so? Zhou Sister Qin entrusted her 17-year-old minor daughter to you to take care of, and you, a 31-year-old adult, took care of her daughter on the bed, what do you want her to think as a mother?"
"Are you really prepared to lose your reputation and betray all relatives for this relationship, but in the end you will only end up alone?"
Xiao Wanqing's mind was buzzing, Wen Tong's words, sentence by sentence, slapped her hard on the face like a fierce slap in the face.
Over the past few days, because she was too happy, or the reality that she deliberately forgot because she wanted to be happy too much, engulfed her ferociously. She seemed to have had a dream that was too real and overpowering, and she almost believed it to be true.
Now, the dream has been awakened.
Xiao Wanqing's face was pale, and her snow-white neck hung down, as if she had no face to face the light again in embarrassment. Her hand holding the glass of water was trembling unconsciously.
After a long time, she sniffed and said bitterly and hoarsely: "But, Wen Tong."
"I love her..."
She spoke very softly, but it hit Wen Tong hard like a heavy hammer. In an instant, tears rolled out of Wen Tong's eyes, and there was no time to wipe them off, big ones rolled down.
The Xiao Wanqing she loves, no matter how many years have passed, no matter what kind of pain she has experienced, in her bones, she is still the one who is willing to give everything for love. How lucky to be in love with her. She thought so many years ago.
After many years, this lucky person is still not her. She is the one who cries with her, and the one who laughs with her is never herself. It's her, didn't pay enough? Or, not loving enough
Fearing that Xiao Wanqing would find out, she turned her face away in embarrassment, stopped looking at her, and said in a low hoarse voice: "Go back first, let me be alone for a while."
Tears overflowed from the corners of Xiao Wanqing's eyes. She desperately thought that she should lose Wen Tong.
Yes, such a self.
Not worthy.
When it was close to eleven o'clock, Shi Jinglan got down from the wine table filled with wine, and leaned against the back seat of the car with an indifferent expression. She untied her coiled hair, lowered half of the car window, and turned her head sideways to blow the wind to dissipate the tiredness and heat from drinking.
The car drove through a square smoothly and quickly, when Shi Jinglan frowned suddenly, and ordered in a deep voice: "Go back."
"Ah?" The driver stepped on the brake lightly and was taken aback for a moment.
"The square in front." Shi Jinglan said concisely.
After Xiao Wanqing left, Wen Tong sat alone, wondering how long and how much he drank. When she got up to go back, the world was spinning, and she realized that she was probably drunk. In fact, she doesn't like to drink, and when she is alone, she rarely drinks like this outside. Today, it is careless.
She rushed to the bathroom quickly, vomited hard for a long time, then rinsed her mouth with difficulty, and walked out unsteadily. She took out her phone and wanted to call a substitute driver, only to realize that at some point, the phone turned off automatically when it ran out of battery.
It was already late at night outside, and there were almost no pedestrians walking around in the square, only vehicles whizzing by on the road remained. She leaned on a street light pole, stood up straight with her strength, stared at the road in a daze, and wanted to hail a taxi.
Before the taxi could be stopped, a private car stopped steadily in front of her. The car window was lowered, and a middle-aged man smoking a cigarette greasyly greeted her: "Beauty, do you want a ride?"
The smell of smoke blew in front of Wen Tong along the wind. For no reason, Wen Tong felt sick in his chest, and felt like vomiting when he covered his mouth.
The man seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes began to light up instantly. He got out of the car by himself, dropped the cigarette butt, stepped on it, and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Tong's wrist: "The beauty is drunk, I'll take you back, you see how dangerous it is to be alone at night. "
Wen Tong frowned tightly, and was about to withdraw his hand with all his strength, but he couldn't do so because of drunkenness. Her mind was still heavy, but her thoughts were awakened by shock in an instant. She took advantage of the opportunity to get a little closer to the man, and in the next second, taking advantage of his last strength, she raised her leg to hit the man's most vulnerable place, and then, when the man was suffering from pain, he bent down to cover it , let go of his legs, and ran forward crookedly and staggeringly.
As she ran, she looked back to prevent the man from chasing him by car, while anxiously checking whether there was a taxi passing by on the road.
Just a few steps away, there was the sound of a car from behind her, and the headlights hit her.
Wen Tong's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the man had caught up with him by car.
Subconsciously, she turned her head and looked back, and saw that under the shining headlights, the car slowly stopped beside her. In the car window, a beautiful woman with long curly black hair and a white v-neck silk shirt with ruffled leaves told her softly, "Get in the car."
"It's you." Wen Tong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. She took a distant look at the wretched man who seemed to be still standing there staring at him, without hesitation, walked around the body with soft steps, and got into Shi Jinglan's luxury car.
"Address." Shi Jinglan smelled the alcohol on Wen Tong's body, and sat down by the window calmly.
Wen Tong leaned tiredly on the seat of the car with peace of mind, reported the address, and sincerely thanked him, and then no longer had the energy to be courteous to his boss, Shi Jinglan. Her head started to hurt again, the car was driving too smoothly and comfortably, Wen Tong was a little drowsy.
"Is Manager Wen still at work tomorrow?" Shi Jinglan asked her abruptly. Drinking like this in the middle of the night on a working day, she has reason to doubt whether Wen Tong will be able to do a good job tomorrow.
Wen Tong didn't respond at all. Shi Jinglan didn't hear a reply for a long time, and looked at her displeasedly, only to realize that Wen Tong had fallen asleep at some point.
The woman's usual deep and sharp eyebrows softened strangely when she fell asleep. The nose is very straight, and the facial features are profound, like a mixed race.
Shi Jinglan looked at it for a while, then turned his eyes away, and closed them to rest his mind. After a while, she opened her eyes, reached out and threw the blanket on her lap onto Wen Tong.
The car drove all the way to the gate of the community reported by Wen Tong, but Wen Tong was still deeply asleep. Shi Jinglan stretched out his hand to wake Wen Tong up mercilessly, and said in a calm voice, "Manager Wen, we're here."
Wen Tong was drowsy, touched his forehead, and thanked vaguely as he opened the door: "Okay, thank you Shi Dong." His tone was rare and soft.
But in the next second, she touched the seat, and suddenly said in surprise: "Where's my card and key?!"
Shi Jinglan frowned.
"In my car..." Wen Tong supported her forehead and remembered that she had always been used to leaving the key and the owner's card in the car when getting in the car, and handing it to the guard when entering the door.
Shi Jinglan was also a little tired, why bother with drunk people? She let out a breath and asked patiently: "Can't you go back?"
Wen Tong rubbed his forehead, with misty eyes revealing some embarrassment: "Is it convenient for Shi Dong to take me to a nearby hotel?"
Shi Jinglan frowned and stared at her for a while, then asked her, "Would you mind going to my house?" She couldn't bear the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, and she didn't know this area well, so she didn't want to make detours anymore.
Wen Tong stared at her with fascinated eyes, and after a while, he replied: "Okay."
When she returned to the duplex suite where Shi Jinglan lived alone, she pointed out the guest room and bathroom to Wen Tong, and said that there was everything in the wardrobe in the guest room that she could pick up by herself, so she went straight to her room to wash up.
Wen Tong was full of alcohol, sleepy and tired, with a splitting headache, taking a shower and thinking of Xiao Wanqing, and suddenly couldn't hold it back, crying like a mess.
Shi Jinglan tidied herself up, washed away her drowsiness, and then she regained her thoughts, and brought a glass of honey water to Wen Tong.
In the guest room, only looking at the bed sheet and a dim lamp, Wen Tong was wearing a white nightgown, lying on his back on the bed with his eyes covered, motionless.
Shi Jinglan knocked on the door, put the honey water on her bedside, and said calmly, "Drink a little sober up." After that, she turned around and was about to leave.
Caught off guard, Wen Tong suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, Shi Jinglan turned to look at her strangely.
Wen Tong supported the bed with one hand, half sat up, stretched out his hand to fasten the tie of Shi Jinglan's nightgown, with a force, Shi Jinglan was affected by inertia and fell into her arms.
Wen Tong's eyes were as red as a rabbit, and he lifted half of Shi Jinglan's nightgown, revealing his round fragrant shoulders, staring at her hoarsely, and asked, "Do you want to do it?" Jinglan has no taboos between men and women, and has countless partners.
She wanted to make a break and let herself really give up.
Shi Jinglan looked at her calmly, frowned and said, "Do you know who I am?"
As if hearing some joke, Wen Tong raised his brows, leaned close to Shi Jinglan's ear, licked it lightly, and said, "Didn't you say that I fit your eyes very well?" After meeting many times, when Shi Jinglan habitually poached the wall, Wen Tong teased her for being patient. Shi Jinglan said that it might be that Director Wen was particularly sympathetic.
She kissed Shi Jinglan's soft red lips along the small and round earlobes all the way, Shi Jinglan panted lightly, did not cater to her, but did not push her away.
Wen Tong only regarded her as acquiescing. Turning over lightly, she pushed Shi Jinglan down.
The nightgown was spilled on the ground, the shadow of the moon outside the window was hazy, and the wind blew the trees.
After a long time.
"Well... you get out!" Shi Jinglan shuddered all over, frowned, pushed Wen Tong's shoulder, and moaned in pain.
People in their thirties are rookies? Shi Jinglan gasped in pain, and began to regret that she had become a thief because of her obsession.
Biansheng Wen Tong has no awareness at all, as if he has discovered a new world, he is reluctant to part, open and close.
Shi Jinglan was in extreme pain, stretched out his hand to hold Wen Tong's hand that was still doing bad things, raised his trembling long legs, and kicked Wen Tong off the bed angrily.
The author has something to say: I feel sorry for Shi Dong quietly.
Aunt Xiao looked at Lin Xian, um, she made the right choice.