moonlight lure

She was quiet for a while, looked at his face and said seriously: "You can't do it, you can do it."

It's just that in the end it was a little off by some strange combination of circumstances.

The people next to her looked at her quietly, the emotions in their dark eyes invisible.

She didn't know the meaning of this nine-year-late affirmation to him, nor did she know the undercurrent in his heart at this moment.

Those emotions surged into his chest, oppressing, urging, and driving him to speak in a low voice: "If nine years ago, we..."

The cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated, unexpectedly interrupting his confession.

Ji Yanchen pursed his lips and took a step away to answer the phone. After listening for two seconds, he frowned in surprise and asked, "What?"

Then he slowly backed away and hung up the phone after saying "hmm" twice.

Song Shiwei saw that his face became serious and asked, "Do you work?"

"No."

He raised his eyes and looked at her, "My sister has come to Chengdu."

Song Shiwei said in surprise: "Now?"

He nodded with a stern expression: "Well, she just got on the plane. I'm going to pick her up at the airport now."

She sent him out: "Did she come alone?"

He hurriedly put on his shoes: "Well, she came home from school and stopped by to stay for a few days."

She suggested softly: "Then don't come to my house these days, and spend time walking around Chengdu with her."

He stood in front of the door and hugged her: "I'll try to come over based on the situation. Get some rest early."

After the slamming of the door, the room returned to silence.

Song Shiwei stared blankly at the closed door, leaning against the shoe cabinet for a long time without looking away.

She had been depressed alone all day today. In fact, she was really looking forward to him coming back from get off work early to accompany her. Although she still failed to control her emotions after he came back and lost her temper at him.

Not only was the delay in reinstatement causing her depression, she accidentally clicked on a link to an article in her circle of friends in the afternoon. The topic had nothing to do with her, but she didn't know it was Xiao Xiao's case. Is the matter too topical or is the big data too scary and accurate? The recommended reading below the article clearly still happened that day.

She has been deliberately avoiding this matter these days, and she does not dare to go online except when replying to WeChat.

After hesitating for a long time, she still bit the bullet and clicked in. The entire article criticized her thoroughly, and the maliciousness in the comment area opened her eyes and sent chills down her spine.

The word "murderer" seemed to be their standard phrase, and it was also her real crime. It appeared so frequently that she couldn't even finish reading the comments, so she closed the page and ran away.

She silently put down her phone and buried her face in her arm for a long time. When she raised her head again, her face was calm, but her eyes were very red and faintly moist.

She subconsciously looked at the time on the wall. It would be at least three hours before he came back from get off work. She lowered her eyes and looked at the mobile phone on the table. She wanted to call him but was afraid that it would disturb his work. She tentatively sent a WeChat message asking him if he was busy today. Then she sat in front of the sofa and waited for his phone to reply. She suddenly realized My current situation.

She had lived alone for a long time, and she always thought that she had evolved to be able to digest and overcome all negative emotions, but he only appeared for a short time before causing her to horribly degenerate.

She sank deeper into his warm water than she imagined, not only in terms of living habits, but also emotional habits, and now her spirit was more dependent on him than her body.

This conclusion was confirmed in the following week.

Ji Yanchen never came again in the evening. He only came to deliver breakfast to her twice in the morning and left in a hurry without saying a few words. She can easily handle three meals alone, because the stomach is the easiest organ to fill, and the heart is just the opposite. She was bored and lonely when he was away.

These were originally the normal parts of her life, but because of his forceful pursuit, she became such a sweet and fragile state now.

She didn't know whether she should blame him or thank him, she only knew that she wanted to see him now.

The two were separated for three days without seeing each other. On Friday night, he suddenly called and said he was downstairs. He bought her something and asked her to come down and pick it up.

Song Shiwei changed her clothes and hurried downstairs. She saw a familiar tall figure under the street lamp from a distance. Her face was three-dimensional and sharp in the dim light. The coldness between her brows and eyes melted suddenly because of her appearance. The end of her lips met her gaze. She quietly rippled away when they hit her, as if all his tenderness and pampering were exclusive to her.

She couldn't help but quickly stepped down the steps, gently rushed over and hugged him.

Different from the response she expected, the figure of the person in front of her was slightly stiff, and he paused before hugging her back.

Song Shiwei raised her face and looked at him in confusion. He rubbed the back of her head with his big palm and explained: "I miss you too, but..."

With a deep smile in his voice, he whispered in her ear, "There is someone in the car."

Song Shiwei was stunned and subconsciously turned her head to look over.

The black off-road vehicle parked less than two meters away from the roadside. Judging from the shadow on the window, there was more than one person in the car, and there seemed to be an elder in the back seat.

Sitting in the passenger seat was a girl whose facial features were somewhat similar to Ji Yanchen's. She looked at the two of them quietly through the semi-transparent car glass, like a ragdoll cat observing gracefully in the dark.

Song Shiwei blushed instantly, pushed the person in front of her away, and muttered awkwardly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

After she finished speaking, she reacted slowly. If he had come alone, he would definitely have brought the things up to her instead of asking her to go downstairs to get them.

Ji Yanchen pursed his lips and looked at her thin skin. After handing the things to her, he asked in a low voice: "My sister has a flight tomorrow afternoon. Do you have time at noon? Let's go out to have a meal together?"

Song Shiwei took the thing, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Okay."

He calmly blocked his view of the car with his body, reluctantly holding her hand and squeezing it: "Then I'll leave first, and I'll pick you up tomorrow."

She nodded slightly: "Well, be careful on the road."

After the two said goodbye, Ji Yanchen returned to the car.

The man in the back seat looked like a retired cadre. He had gray hair and a straight body. He joked in a warm voice: "My girlfriend is very beautiful."

Ji Yanchen turned around and curled his lower lip: "You are laughing, Mr. Fu."

The young man next to the man, who was of the same generation as Ji Yanchen, asked jokingly: "Captain Ji, when can I drink your wedding wine?"

He smiled: "That's still early."

The other party clicked his tongue: "Looking at the state you two are in, it's getting late. If you have good news, be sure to inform me in advance."

He agreed: "Okay, definitely."

Send the guests home first. The brother and sister stood on the side of the road and said goodbye, then watched each other go away and returned to the car.

The atmosphere in the car became casual. Ji Yanchen opened the window a crack and put his left arm on the window sill.

The person in the passenger seat was still sitting upright as before, staring quietly out of the window without making any sound.