"No. I can't blame you for that."
Nie Xi smiled bitterly on the other end of the radio, "Because I told you so bluntly that I had selfish motives. So I feel guilty. But I didn't know that even if Yu Weilan was gone or I lost you, he still wouldn't choose me."
"So Sister Xi, who do you think is luckier between the two of us?" Sang Wuyan asked softly.
Nie Xi thought about it and said seriously: "If it were me, I would choose you. After all, you still have a chance, and maybe you just misunderstood, maybe he has already forgotten her."
Sang Wuyan smiled a little sadly, "As long as he falls in love with someone, or dares to admit in front of others that he loves her, then it is definitely not a misunderstanding. He is that kind of person. We all know it."
He never lied to her, nor did he say unbelievable sweet words to please her, as if he should not promise something that he could not do. But later, Sang Wuyan found that being lied to by the person she loved was actually a very happy feeling.
But Su Nianqin is not.
Because of Yu Weilan, Su Nianqin never mentioned his past. This was his favorite way of avoiding the issue.
At the end of the call, Sang Wuyan asked, "Is she okay?"
"You mean the quilt?"
"No." Sang Wuyan denied it immediately. She never dared to ask about him again.
Nie Xi obviously understood who this "she" was. "Very good, my husband has escaped from the brink of death, and we are even more loving. She is a capable woman, and she has managed a broken home well now."
When she mentioned Yu Weilan's name in front of Su Nianqin again yesterday, Su Nianqin didn't even say a word in defense.
The injury on her forehead was not light. It was the first time she experienced what it was like to have stars in her head. She went to the hospital to change the dressing again, and this time she applied a smaller band-aid. When she passed by the boutique again, Sang Wuyan emptied her wallet and reluctantly bought the couple's sweater. The clerk said enthusiastically: "If your boyfriend doesn't like it, you can bring it back for a change."
Sang Wuyan smiled bitterly, maybe it will only be hung in the closet forever. She sat on a bench in the park, her face pressed against the sweater, it was a blend of wool and rabbit hair, so it felt good to the touch, very similar to Su Nianqin's rare gentle look. When she thought of him, Sang Wuyan burst into tears again.
They didn't understand, but she knew. If Su Nianqin said she loved him, then it was love. That kind of love was like Weisheng holding a pillar, which could last until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled; if he said he didn't love him, then he really didn't love him. But when it came to Yu Weilan, he always avoided her again and again, how could he not make her sad.
In the evening, she brought back the boiled fish made by Sang's mother and put it in the microwave to make it steaming hot for Cheng Yin to eat.
Cheng Yin said: "When I was a freshman in college, I had a cold and went out to eat alone. I saw this dish on the menu and thought it would be something light, so I ordered it. But when it was served, it was so spicy that I almost died."
Sang Wuyan laughed, "People from other places can't get used to it."
“But once you get hooked, you can’t live without spicy food.”
Sang Wuyan was used to eating hometown food, so he had a strong taste and liked spicy and hot things. Even if his stomach felt burning after eating, he still felt it was very satisfying.
Cheng Yin tried another piece of fish and took a deep breath of enjoyment after swallowing it.
Sang Wuyan said: "I saw Wu Yu again this afternoon. He is really a very nice person."
"It's a pity you don't like it."
"If I had met Wu Yu first, I would have definitely fallen in love with him and married him right away. So fate is a very wonderful thing. When you meet some people, you miss others."
Cheng Yin blinked. "Ape shit? What's so amazing about it? It's just a pile of monkey shit."
It took Sang Wuyan three seconds to react, then he spat out a mouthful of rice.
Sang Wuyan was doing auxiliary therapy for some children at the children's center, which was nothing more than teaching them to practice some fine movements through simple games. During the break, she played the piano twice, and the song "Chopstick Dance" finally had some clues. Su Nianqin was right, some people needed three years to learn a piece of music, and she was the one with the worst qualifications.
Xiaojie took the initiative to walk over and poke the piano keys with his index finger.
Sang Wuyan picked him up and said with a smile, "Xiaojie, sister will teach you how to play the piano, okay?"
As he was speaking, Sang Wuyan saw Yu Xiaolu outside the door.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time and naturally had a lot to talk about, so they made an appointment to meet at the cafe opposite the children's center.
"when did you come?"
"Yesterday." She thought for a moment and then asked, "Was that child treated here? How old was he?"
"Four."
"Oh." Yu Xiaolu smiled, "I thought it was your and Nian Qin's child, but... the age seems wrong."
"How is that possible?" Sang Wuyan was a little embarrassed.
"I have never had any idea about children. Don't you think..." Yu Xiaolu stirred her coffee. "I watched him outside for a long time. Don't you think he looks like Nian Qin?"
"Well?"
"The mannerisms, expressions, and even features are somewhat similar."
Sang Wuyan was startled and thought about it. After hearing what Yu Xiaolu said, she actually felt that Xiaojie's stubbornness when he pursed his lips seemed to be somewhat similar to Su Nianqin.
"But Xiaojie has autism. His behavior is much slower than that of normal people."
Yu Xiaolu raised her eyebrows, "Nianqin was similar when she was a child. I think she has some sequelae as she grows up."
Sang Wuyan smiled again, and then saw the ring on Yu Xiaolu's hand.
"you are married?"
"Yeah," Yu Xiaolu said happily, "He's a very nerdy university teacher."
"Congratulations."
"Don't talk about me first. Have you met Nian Qin?" She came to City B specifically for this matter.
"Yeah." Sang Wuyan didn't know what expression to use to answer her.
"Do you still love him?"
"What's the point of me loving him? Maybe he doesn't really love me, and... we are not compatible." It was proven three years ago.
Yu Xiaolu paused, "Are they really fine now?"
"have no idea."
"I don't want to talk about anything else between you two. You have seen him. Did you notice that his eyesight has deteriorated a lot? Now he can only sense faint light."
Sang Wuyan looked up suddenly, "Why?"
"After you left, he drank heavily every night. You know that alcohol is very harmful to the optic nerves in the brain. He didn't listen to us. So, Wu Yan, don't say that he doesn't love you."
There was a pause between the two.
"Wu Yan, how many times have you been on a kissing date this year?"
"three times."
"No, including the time when Nianqin appeared, it should be four times." Yu Xiaolu corrected.
Then she took out a thick stack of photos from her handbag and placed them on the table. "Don't you find it strange? How did I know you were here? Why was your father's memorial service so grand? Why is your father's office at the school still vacant? Why was your mother able to retire a year early? Why did Nianqin suddenly appear in the middle of your meal with that Wu Yu? Don't you think that although the past three years have been hard, everything has gone smoothly?"
Then Sang Wuyan saw those photos, which were all of himself appearing in various places over the past year.
"He knows everything you do. He has always known, but he doesn't dare to appear in front of you. He is afraid that he can't bear the fact that you don't love him. He wants to do everything well for you and your mother first. You know he always says one thing and hides another in his heart."
Sang Wuyan flipped through the photos one by one with shaking hands. In the spring, she dyed her hair yellow, braided it into a small braid and went to work at the radio station. In the summer, she dyed her hair back and wore a small floral dress...
Yu Xiaolu sighed: "All this can only prove that he loves you. Of course..." She took a sip of coffee, "Nianqin's crazy behavior can be summed up in three words: psychopath. He is a complete lunatic. You are an expert in this area."
Sang Wuyan corrected him and said, "No, it's a mental illness." Then he laughed with Yu Xiaolu. When Sang Wuyan laughed, her eyes were moist and tears were hanging in the corners of her eyes.
The corners of her lips were smiling, her eyes were shedding tears, but her heart didn't know what to do. It felt a little painful, as if the tip of her heart was gently pinched.
So what about Yu Weilan
How did Su Nianqin express his feelings for her
She is a person who cannot tolerate even a grain of sand in her emotions.
From the center until getting off work, Sang Wuyan and Li Lulu went to eat hotpot together.
Sang Wuyan scooped a large spoonful of chili from the seasoning dish and put it into the bowl.
Li Lulu said: "Wu Yan, you are not feeling well."
Sang Wuyan smiled without saying anything, continued eating her chili, and then ordered a beer.
Li Lulu glanced at her with disdain. "With your limited ability, you want to compete with me in drinking?"
"Don't judge me by my level in college. Do you want to give it a try?" Sang Wuyan said as he filled two glasses with wine.
"I wish us happiness and health." Sang Wuyan raised his glass and drank the wine without waiting for Li Lulu's response.
She casually wiped her mouth with her sleeve and started eating again.
It was something very spicy, but she ate it without even frowning. He just ate a few mouthfuls and clinked glasses with Li Lulu.
It is rare to see two women drinking together in a hot pot restaurant, so people looked at them from time to time.
"If you have sad things, it's better to talk about them." Li Lulu said. She is usually not very considerate to others, so she has made an effort by saying this.
"No, I just suddenly thought that drinking might be fun." Sang Wuyan poured more wine.
"For Su Nianqin. Maybe he is not a good man."
"I don't want to just be second to him, or have someone who is always on par with me in his heart."
"Then go grab him. When you were in college, you would hide whenever you encountered something unpleasant. Remember when you competed with me for a scholarship in your freshman year? I get angry when I think about it."
"Later, Cheng Yin even stood up for me."
"Cheng Yin she..." Li Lulu waved her hand, "Alas - let's not talk about her, so as not to make her sad. You should be glad that the woman is not dead. As long as she is not dead, she will not be eternal in Su Nianqin's heart." She took a sip of wine and felt that what she said was a bit vicious.
"But the one I hate the most is not... not that woman, but Su Nianqin!" Sang Wuyan angrily put the cup on the table. After a few cups, her tongue began to get knotted.
"Who said it wasn't true? Men are naturally fickle." Seeing that Sang Wuyan was a little drunk, Li Lulu had no choice but to agree with her and took the bottle away.
"Eating while looking at the pot!" Sang Wuyan snatched the bottle away again, "Why can a man have two people in his heart? It's not fair!"
"Then you should also keep a man in your heart."
"I can't do it. I thought I cared about Wei Hao a lot, but when Su Nianqin showed up, I even forgot what Wei Hao looked like. Do you think the structure of men and women is... different?" She said vaguely with a smell of alcohol and drank another glass.
"Probably. But if I were you, I would have scolded him a long time ago." Li Lulu tried to take the bottle away again, but failed.
“Then…” Sang Wuyan put down the bottle of wine and took out his cell phone. “I’m going to scold him right now, otherwise I’ll feel unhappy!” He then dialed the number.
Li Lulu became anxious, "Hey - how can you take this seriously, woman?" and tried to snatch her phone again.
The call went through as soon as I dialed it.
"Hello—" It was rare for Su Nianqin to answer the phone so quickly.
Li Lulu snatched the phone away, but Sang Wuyan snatched it back.
Su Nianqin heard the noise over there and called out again.
Sang Wuyan shouted at the top of her voice into the microphone: "Su Nianqin you bastard! Why didn't you lie to me and say you only liked me? Why did you fall in love with someone else first? If you loved someone else, why did you come to me? Su Nianqin is a bastard! You are not a human!"
Li Lulu scratched the back of her head with a miserable look on her face. This woman has a really bad drinking habit.