"But... it's impossible for her, because she has completely lost her memory. She doesn't remember anything, so how could she possibly seek revenge on Li Zeliang?"
"Amnesia?" Yin Xiao opened his mouth slightly.
"She was in a car accident and has lost her memory of the past," Yang Wangjie explained.
"You forgot everything?"
"No, I seem to remember some, but I also don't remember some."
After hearing this, Yin Xiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled incredulously, "You also believe this kind of plot? Who else knows whether she has lost her memory or not, except for her?"
"Li Zeliang, your dignity?" she sneered.
"After Xie Qing went crazy, have you ever thought about her dignity?"
"My father died because of you. Have you ever thought about his dignity?"
"Before I committed suicide, did you ever consider my dignity?"
She opened her eyes wide and questioned him one question after another, her face full of sadness but without a single tear.
"I used to respect and love you so much, and even regarded you as my only support in life, but how did you treat me? You took away everything from me just like that. When you were killing me, did you frown? Did you hesitate?"
I couldn't get his answer before, and now it's useless to wait.
Xie Yi added: "In fact, you don't love anyone but yourself."
"So, you were acting from beginning to end," he said calmly.
"yes."
"Oh, I forgot. Weren't you the mainstay of your drama club in college? Did you develop this skill at that time? What's the price for letting Zhan Dongzhen act out this scene with you?" What's the price that makes Zhan Dongzhen take revenge on the Li family with a desperate mentality
"It's none of your business."
Li Zeliang suddenly sneered: "Didn't he ask you to marry him, or eat and sleep with him? Aren't you good at this?"
She bit her lip, but immediately regained her composure and smiled calmly, "Li Zeliang, Shen Xieyi is different in his reincarnation. You won't anger me at all. You don't need to worry about the agreement between him and me."
After saying this, she opened her handbag again. This time, he did not try to stop her. So, Xieyi easily broke free from his hand and took out the light green jewelry box.
This was the ring he gave her that day.
"Mr. Li, thank you for your kindness. I can only return this thing to you."
The subway arrived at the station and the automatic doors opened, but no one was getting on or off.
She handed the item to him, but he refused to take it.
"During the six months we've been together, when you were taking revenge on me step by step, did you ever hesitate for a moment?" He stared into her eyes as he asked.
His hair was light, and his skin looked pale, and his eyes were also light brown. But at this moment, his eyes became bottomless, and the pupils on both sides seemed to be filled with ink, wanting to suck people's souls in.
Xie Yi slightly opened her lips, met his gaze, and uttered two words: "No... no..."
Hearing this, he closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he actually smiled.
When he opened his eyes, he was filled with sorrow. That look was unforgettable.
Xieyi handed the box to him again, but he still refused to take it.
She gently let go of the thing and let it fall to the ground. The lid of the box popped open, and the six-claw wedding ring jumped out from inside, bounced a little, and just hit the metal frame of the chair leg, with a slight crisp sound, it immediately fell to the ground, turned twice, and rolled to the side.
She turned around and got off the subway without looking back.
The moment the ring fell to the ground, she pulled away from his sight.
He turned his back to the platform and did not look back.
I don’t know whether I am unwilling or dare not.
He had always thought that there was nothing in the world that could scare him, but it was a pity that he couldn't do such a simple turn now. If he turned around and still saw her resolute back, how could he feel
The last sentence of breaking up almost tore his heart apart. Before she answered him, in the short interval of one second, he had an impulse to give up everything and pay any price, as long as... as long as he could get the answer he wanted. Unfortunately, the lips that he had kissed deeply, the lips that had pursed their lips to act coquettishly to him, closed and opened slightly to make the two sounds of "no", destroying his smallest hope.
When Xieyi was a child, he had a dimple on the right side of his face but not on the left side when he smiled. Especially when he was pestered and called "Ayan, Ayan", his smile looked like a blooming flower.
Now, there is nothing.
The subway door closed again and the train started moving slowly. The bright light on the platform turned into darkness outside the window, and his face was reflected on the glass. Suddenly, he remembered the scene she said was the first time they met. In that instant, his mind was as clear as a mirror and he remembered everything.
Also in the subway.
When he went to high school in City B, he took the subway to school one year. That morning, a girl and her mother squeezed into the train. The mother seemed to be in poor health, so a young man nearby stood up and gave his seat to the girl's mother.
Just as the girl was leading her mother towards that seat, a middle-aged man stepped over and said, "Oh, such a comfortable seat is actually empty."
After saying that, he sat down quickly. He knew clearly that the seat was given up by someone else, but he still fought for it without any hesitation.
The girl said: "That seat is for my mother, she hurt her back."
"My waist is also sprained." The middle-aged man said disdainfully.
So everyone felt a little awkward.
The girl bit her lower lip stubbornly, she was extremely angry but helpless.
The mother said, "Forget it, my waist doesn't hurt."
The people around me were all busy going to school or work, thinking less is worse than more, so they didn't say a word.
He saw everything, stood up from a distance and said, "Auntie, sit here with me."
At that time, the first words she said to him when they first met were "Thank you, brother."
Fate means that it will end where it begins. She and he worked hard for nearly ten years to draw a circle, and finally returned to the starting point.
Li Zeliang moved his feet, only to find that he could hardly move. His legs were numb. He leaned on the armrest with difficulty and sat down on the chair next to him. He leaned back on the chair and raised his head. Many past events flooded into his mind like a tide.
She said, "Ayan, what if I do something that makes you angry?"
She said, "Ayan, you are not allowed to kiss me."
She said, "Mr. Li, are you confessing to me?"
On the last day, when he proposed, she said, "No."
So, from beginning to end, in these six months, she did not make any promises to him.
After a while, his legs regained feeling, followed by a suffocating pain. He slowly lowered his body and picked up the ring and the box. Li Zeliang put the ring back into the box intact and looked at it for a long time. He quietly waited for the stop, got off the bus, and when he passed by the trash can, he raised his hand and threw the ring into it.
Xieyi walked quickly, biting her lower lip tightly, clenching her fists, and accidentally bumping into the shoulders of pedestrians coming towards her, but she did not slow down her pace at all. The subway had already started, and she didn't know whether he got off or continued to sit on it. Xieyi walked to the street, hailed a taxi, and sat in the back seat.
"Miss, where are you going?" the driver asked.
Xieyi did not answer, as if he had not heard anything at all.
"Miss, where are you going?" the driver asked again in a good-tempered manner.
"Ah?" Xie Yi came back to his senses. "Whatever, just go around in circles."
At this time, the cell phone rang. It was Wu Weiming.
Wu Weiming said anxiously: "Xieyi, Lantian Bay..."
"I know." Xie Yi interrupted him, "Ask Sister Qiao for leave for me."
"Huh? By the way, why aren't you here yet? You're late again!"
"Please ask for leave for me," she said again.
"Okay, come this afternoon?" he asked.
"Please excuse me for one day. I'm hanging up now."
When Xieyi put her phone back into her handbag, she saw the red notebook that she always carried with her.
She was not a big shot and was not used to planning her daily schedule in advance, but she was always afraid of forgetting things. Therefore, she wrote down any important appointments, matters, and addresses in the notebook and carried them with her. There was a piece of paper folded into a rectangle in the notebook, and at this moment, a corner of it just popped out for her to see. She took a deep breath and quickly put the paper back in place.
The taxi passed the gate of the amusement park at the intersection of the Second Ring Road, and I saw a vendor selling balloons from afar. Today was not a holiday, and the wind was chilly, but the gate was still very busy. It seemed that some elementary school was holding an event inside. Rows and rows of children in school uniforms and navy caps walked in hand in hand.
Xieyi looked out the window and couldn't help saying, "Master, let's stop here."
She got off the train, crossed the road, and entered the amusement park. The kids were very noisy and screamed from time to time, so she walked around them and went in. She was the first to sit on the rolling train. There were only three people on the whole train, her and the two college students in front of her who were in love. The train started slowly, and as it rose up little by little, her body rose up, her eyes gradually saw the sky, and her heart began to hang in the air. When it rose to the top, the train paused slightly, and then fell down - falling rapidly. She first held the handrail tightly, and dared not open her eyes at all.
But when the train turned over, she let go of her arms, closed her eyes, and screamed loudly. The vestibular apparatus in her inner ear was more sensitive than others since she was a child, so she would feel dizzy even in a taxi, let alone this kind of game. Therefore, she rarely came to the amusement park.
She was terribly frightened.
But at this moment, she wanted that fear to spread in her heart, filling her chest so that she couldn't hold any other emotions. She spun around, letting herself scream. When she finished writing, her legs were weak, and she was in a state of drifting. She walked to the corner dizzily, squatted down, and felt like vomiting.
She searched for tissues in her handbag, but couldn't find any after searching for a long time. So she turned her handbag upside down nervously, and her keys, pen, wallet, and cell phone fell to the ground. The piece of paper also fell out of the notebook.
A piece of rice paper folded into a rectangle had been kept in her notebook for several months.
She was startled for a moment, then picked it up and slowly unfolded the piece of rice paper that had been neatly folded four times. There were actually several creases on the rice paper, alternating between new and old.
There are two lines of small characters on the paper:
The sky is full of frost and the ten-mile Pinghu Lake is broken by frost, which makes me sad about my youth.
Walking alone under the moon, I hope for each other's protection. I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals.
The handwriting was elegant and sharp, and it was not difficult to see the personality of the person who wrote it. The five slanted words next to it were left by her: "Ayan, Ayan."
She wrote these words on this piece of paper first, and then he found it at some point and added the poem at the end. They watched this movie together during the summer vacation that year. She liked it very much at the time, so she asked him to memorize it for her. But she didn't expect that he still remembered it many years later and even wrote it on this piece of paper.
She saw it in the study and decided to steal it.
At this moment, Xieyi's nose wrinkled, and the tears that she had held back for a long time finally fell. The tears dripped onto the paper, and she hurriedly wiped them with her hands, but the rice paper was absorbent, and the tears immediately absorbed it, spreading little by little, quickly dispersing the ink. She turned to wipe the tears on her face, but the more she wiped, the more tears appeared. Finally, she squatted there alone, hugged her knees, and cried so hard that she couldn't speak.
Tears could not stop flowing. The "Ayan" that she wrote twice also slowly became stained. After an unknown amount of time, she sobbed, touched the phone, and dialed Zhan Dongzhen's number. Zhan Dongzhen was busy at the moment. When he saw Xie Yi's call in the conference room, he was slightly stunned. He put down what he was about to say to the directors and left the conference room.
He walked to the corner and answered the call.
"Freehand?"
"Dongdong..." she said crying.
"Yeah, I'm here."
“Dongdong…” she sobbed, repeating “Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong” over and over again.
Zhan Dongzhen's heart trembled. He knew that she just wanted to vent, so he waited quietly for her to keep calling like that. In fact, he also understood that the two words that Xie Yi, who was crying on the other end of the phone, wanted to call out most in her heart were not "Dong Dong".
After a long time, when she had cried enough, Zhan Dongzhen said softly, "Xieyi, come back."
"Going back to where?" Xieyi asked after sniffing. She only had responsibility but no family affection towards Xieqing and Aunt Ren.
For a moment she didn't know where her home was.
When she was a child, home was wherever her mother was. When she returned to her mother's hometown, home was wherever her grandma and grandpa were. Later, when she went to C City to study at university, home was wherever A-Yan was. When she was studying in Germany, home was still wherever A-Yan was. However, it was that A-Yan, the A-Yan she chased, clung to, and followed around, the A-Yan she kept in her heart and talked about again and again, who just nonchalantly shattered her entire world.
She once asked him: "If I die, will your heart ache?"
Until today.
anyway.
They no longer owe each other anything.
Xieyi and Xieyi's A Yan are no longer here.