She waited for a while, and after careful consideration, she replied to Tang Wei's message, "I just heard from my colleagues that your scarf is very expensive, so I think I should return it to you."
This sentence is very appropriate no matter how you look at it! The reason is legitimate, and her little thoughts are well hidden, so he won't see through it at a glance and think she is annoying.
But unexpectedly, he replied after a while.
"It's okay, you keep it. Wear it when it's cold, don't freeze."
Shang Shiyu: “…”
Shang Shiyu almost vomited blood when she saw the message Tang Wei sent. She lay on the table, complaining. Did he not see it, or did he see it and didn't want to see her again
the other side.
Tang Wei looked at the phone screen, the smile in his eyes deepened.
When Tang Song walked out and saw him like this, he couldn't help but be moved.
Tang Wei is a very considerate person, he always maintains his elegance. Even when he is seriously ill, lying in bed with his eyes closed, he always says he is fine, not wanting to bring any negative energy to others.
In the past three years, he had undergone countless painful chemotherapy and had a bone marrow transplant using Tang Yi, but the failure of various treatments had turned his original hope into disappointment and eventually despair. Since then, he has almost never smiled from the bottom of his heart like he does now.
Perhaps only the girl named Shang Shiyu can bring this kind of smile to him.
"Brother, everything is packed. I'll take you there." Tang Song's heart was in turmoil. He spoke only after he had suppressed his emotions.
Tang Wei came back to his senses and looked away from his phone, with a smile still in his eyes. He put away his phone and nodded, "Give me the luggage."
"No need, I'll carry it." Tang Song pushed his hand away.
Tang Wei smiled helplessly, "Do I look like a useless person who can't lift anything with his hands?"
Tang Song raised his eyebrows, "From the kiss marks on your body, I can tell that you are definitely not a useless person."
Tang Wei: “…”
———
On this day, Shang Shiyu worked hard.
I had dinner in the cafeteria before going home.
The single apartment was very small. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed alone, and his scarf was folded neatly by her and placed on the bedside.
She stared at it infatuatedly, and finally reached out to hold it in her arms. She closed her eyes and smelled his scent, imagining him lying next to her.
You can never let your longing run wild.
Once it gets unchecked, it will grow wildly, gnawing at her heart uncontrollably.
She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Her chest ached because she missed someone.
I don't know how many times she rolled on the bed, but she couldn't bear it anymore and finally threw off the quilt and sat up from the bed. She didn't even have time to change out of her pajamas, she just put on a coat, grabbed the key and ran out.
———
Shang Shiyu took a taxi and when he arrived at the villa area, he was a little confused.
I just ran out of the house because of the urge to see him immediately. When I got here and looked at the cold and deserted villa with no lights on, I remembered that he was not staying here tonight.
She held onto the iron gate helplessly, feeling the cold wind, and felt that she was being extremely stupid.
But I don’t regret it at all.
At least, now he can still allow himself to worry so madly.
She fished out her cell phone from her coat pocket, thought about it, and dialed the number. Even if she couldn't see him, it would be good to hear his voice.
Shang Shiyu thought, and at this moment, she no longer cared whether he would find her annoying or not. Because, she really missed him so much...
"Hello."
The phone was connected, and after only a few rings, it was picked up.
Hearing that warm voice, she, who was originally shivering in the wind, suddenly felt warm for some reason.
She looked at the dark villa and smiled.
"Shang Shang? Why aren't you talking?" After not hearing any voice for a while, Tang Wei worriedly called out twice.
"I'm here." Shang Shiyu responded immediately. On the other side, he was obviously relieved.
"I... didn't disturb your sleep, did I?"
"No." Tang Wei said softly, "I haven't slept yet."
In fact, at this time of the day, he would have been ordered by Tang Song and Professor Wang to rest. But tonight, he really didn't get any sleep.
When I miss someone very much, I always toss and turn and cannot sleep.
"That's good." Shang Shiyu sniffed his cold nose, "Are you in the old house now?"
"You haven't gone home yet?" Tang Wei heard that her tone was wrong, and there was a whistling sound of wind in her ears.
"Ah... well. Not yet." She felt a little guilty.
"Walking outside?"
"Yeah." She didn't dare to say that she was standing at his doorstep. That would make her look really, really stupid. She knew he was not here anymore, but she still came here. She was afraid that he would think she was too clingy.
"where?"
“… just down the street.”
"Why don't you take a taxi? It's cold outside now."
Take a taxi? !
Shang Shiyu suddenly remembered something, was stunned, and slapped his head, "Oh no, I forgot there is no car here!"
It's hard to get a taxi here during the day, let alone at night.
Shang Shiyu muttered in frustration, and Tang Wei heard it clearly. He frowned and asked, "Where are you now?"
As he spoke, he had already lifted the quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.
Shang Shiyu was standing outside and was about to make up an address when she saw the light leaking from the room and was startled.
"You...you didn't go to the old house today?"
"Yeah." Tang Wei responded, "How did you know?"
Shang Shiyu didn't reply to him, but just stood outside looking at the dim yellow light and smiled knowingly.
Tang Wei suddenly understood something, "Where are you?"
She still said nothing.
Tang Wei quickly opened the curtains. There was only dim street lights outside, so it was not very clear. However, he could still vaguely see a figure standing in the wind.
He could recognize her at a glance.
The eyes are slightly dark.
Without even bothering to put on any clothes, he opened the door and rushed out in two steps.
Shang Shiyu hung up the phone only after the door of the villa was opened and that all-too-familiar figure came out.
She stared at the figure approaching her step by step in a daze, her eyes burning with anxiety.
The iron door was slowly opened, and her cold body was tenderly embraced by a pair of warm arms. She closed her eyes, enjoying herself in his arms, and leaned on his shoulder.
Everything seems like a dream.
He didn't leave.
Still here.
And she returned to his arms, feeling his warmth and his heartbeat so clearly.
"Why are you here so late?" Tang Wei asked. He lifted her face from his arms, and the cold temperature on her face frightened him.