Ye Jinwen looked at each other for a moment, and Ye Jinwen read the woman's eyes truly and definitely. Even if he didn't see her face, even if she didn't say a word, he understood it.
Strangers simply don't have such complex emotions.
And those eyes, he also engraved them into the marrow of his bones, an unforgettable sight.
Ye Ling's footsteps paused, but did not stop.
As Shen Yixin said, she likes to escape, and only by escaping to a place where there is no one can slowly clean up her emotions and analyze what to do calmly and rationally.
More importantly, she didn't know how to face Ye Jinwen, let alone how to get along with him after they met.
Better not to.
However, Ye Jinwen will never let her go this time.
He took three steps and made two steps at the same time, with his long legs, he directly stepped up several steps, chasing Ye Ling madly.
When Ye Ling was about to leave the theater quickly, he rushed over and managed to hug Ye Ling from behind in a bit of embarrassment.
This time, he really didn't let her escape.
The reunion and hug of two people was actually under such circumstances.
The hearts of Ye Ling and Ye Jinwen were like a clock that had been stopped for a long time was re-wound, the mainspring was tightened, and a new time was restarted.
Ye Jinwen tightly bound Ye Ling. Bury her head deeply on her neck.
"Xixi, I know it's you..." The man's voice trembled.
Ye Jinwen didn't know what mood he used to say these words. There were surprises, excitement, and the touch of regaining what was lost. It was more of a sour and painful feeling of wanting to cry.
"I just knew you weren't dead... I just knew you weren't dead..."
His hands hugged Ye Ling so tightly that his fingertips were trembling.
The voice was muffled and trembling.
Ye Ling was hugged by this familiar embrace, his body was too stiff to respond.
Is it a long-lost feeling
Not really.
A lot of things other than feelings have been set up between them, and those things stand there and cannot be taken away.
It's not something she can let go of if she wants to.
After Ye Ling froze for a moment, his mind returned to clarity. She raised her hand, ready to separate Ye Jinwen's hands.
She broke one, and the other party tried to recover again, and when she broke one, the other party tied her even harder.
But she was not willing to put all her strength on his subordinates, and she couldn't get rid of Ye Jinwen after a stalemate for a long time.
Ye Jinwen tightened his hands again, pressed against Ye Ling's back tightly, and kept apologizing: "Xixi, I was wrong, I was really wrong, don't avoid me anymore..."
Ye Ling said nothing.
"You are still alive, and we are obviously not so miserable, why do you have to be so unfamiliar? I have already experienced parting, don't let me be separated again."
Ye Jin smelled the shampoo smell from her long wavy hair. Two years later, she was still obsessed with the previous shampoo, which he was familiar with.
Bit by bit of familiarity made Ye Jinwen finally truly feel the existence of his beloved.
This time, it was no longer a similar figure, no longer a suspected object, but the real Ye Lingxi.
"Xixi, I miss you so much."
Ye Ling still couldn't leave after all.
After giving up resistance, his hands were hanging by his sides, very weak.
"You let me go, I won't go."
Her voice was a little more mature and cold than before.
In the past, Ye Lingxi had a playful tone, and on the whole was a gentle, bright, lively and cheerful girl.
Now she is more of a sister-in-law's temperament.
Ye Jinwen didn't dare to let go, let go, maybe the other party ran away.
"I won't let it go. This time, I won't let you say anything."
Ye Ling rolled his eyes at the night sky, and suddenly understood something.
From the moment she came to Jinjing, she had already been led by the nose.
Brother Mian was unreasonable this time, and lied to her!
"I said Ye Jinwen, you're about to strangle my sixth, seventh, and eighth ribs!"
"... Ah, sorry."
Only then did Ye Jinwen let go a little bit, looking very reluctant.
Ye Ling finally took a smooth breath, stretched his elbows to release Ye Jinwen's shackles, turned around, walked straight into the theater without saying a word.
Ye Jinwen hurriedly followed her, following every step.
Ye Ling knew that he couldn't escape, so he casually glanced at the man beside him, and saw through the moonlight——
His eye circles were red and wet.
At this moment, her heart was tightly clenched.
The pace was not as fast as before, and finally stopped on the steps.
The yellow light fell on the marble floor tiles, reflecting the shadows of two people.
Ye Ling simply tore off the scarf, revealing his original appearance.
Ye Jinwen just stared at her like that, taking every detail into his eyes, as if he couldn't get enough of it. It's changed a little, but it hasn't changed. He still understands her, and can recognize her like this in the vast crowd.
After all, they lived together for twenty years.
As he thought about it, his eyes were already watery, but that baby face was still smiling.
The tip of Ye Ling's nose was slightly sore, he turned his head away, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm still alive."
"I know." Ye Jinwen nodded, "I never believed you were dead."
Once this result is confirmed, there will be no light for the rest of his life.
This is the only light.
He waited.
Ye Ling opened her mouth. Two years ago, if she could see Ye Jinwen, she would have thousands of words to tell him. She would have countless complaints, grievances, sadness, fear and other emotions, and she would like to tell him.
After two years, she slowly digested these emotions by herself. Those words that I wanted to say melted into the blood day by day, and disappeared with the renewal of cells.
Ye Ling finally sighed, meaning unknown.
Ye Jinwen's heart tightened, "Don't sigh, don't frown, don't be unhappy."
Those who lost and recovered are so cautious and even humble.
Annoyed for no reason, Ye Ling brushed her hair back from her shoulders, and clicked her tongue subconsciously.
"Since we meet again, we should be happier." She forced a smile.
Ye Jinwen was even more sad, coaxing her a little helplessly: "I'm sorry Xixi, you should cry whenever you want, and don't be happy if you don't want to, don't force yourself."
"..."
"By the way, if you come here today, you must want to see Master Chukong's concert. Let's go and see it together. I'm really looking forward to tonight's performance. It's been a long time since I went to the concert with you. I really miss the past... "
Ye Jinwen carefully took Ye Ling's hand and led her inside.
But he didn't know where the small theater for this concert was, so he walked around endlessly.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have sent a text message to ask Xiao Qimo before.
Just like that, Ye Ling was pulled by him, and while walking behind slowly, he said indifferently: "The performance is over, it's time to end."
It's time to leave...
From Ye Jinwen's ears, there was always a pun in it.