Crossing the line

Chapter 34 I Didn't Say I Would Not Let You In

She was a little uneasy: "No."

"If not, get out." Wen Yangzhi did not show any anger, but his sense of boundaries was extremely strong.

Her words lingered in her mind for several times, but she couldn't say them out loud. The uneasiness of living under someone else's roof made her always cautious.

She hoped that maybe she would not be the only one not wearing her class uniform tomorrow, and she would not be so conspicuous.

She was just about to leave.

A deep voice sounded behind him: "Wait."

She turned back expectantly, but what she saw was Wen Yangzhi's drooping eyelashes, his strong wrists resting loosely on the redwood railing, and the man's clear and low voice rang out:
"This home is not one where you can set foot anywhere."

She was stunned.

Wen Yangzhi said calmly: "You are seventeen years old, you should understand what I am saying."

In just a moment, Yun Yuwan froze there.

She thought that Aunt Qin and the servants would secretly exclude her.

She didn't expect her brother would exclude her.

The intense shame and embarrassment made her eyes sore.

It turned out that she was just being sentimental.

She turned and ran out, and returned to her room. Her chest felt heavy and she wanted to cry but couldn't.

What she thought was special didn't exist at all.

She is still the person that no one cares about. Without parents, who will take care of her?
The next morning, she couldn't even eat breakfast and hurried to school.

She didn't wear her class uniform to the event, but she didn't expect she was the only one who didn't wear one.

Except for her, no one forgot to wear their class uniform.

It's not that she forgot. She was afraid that others would bully her because of this incident, so she remembered it very clearly and even put the class uniform in the most conspicuous place. It was obviously the servant who took her clothes away, so why did they bully her?
Everyone was wearing the same clothes, but she was the only one who stood out. She stood in the crowd in her usual clothes, feeling helpless and trying hard to hide herself so as not to be seen.

But Yang Ni was the first one to see her, and he threw a water bomb at her, hitting her before Yun Yuwan could react.

Yang Ni looked at her skirt and said sarcastically, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

She knew what he meant and said that she wore the skirt on purpose to seduce him, he was such a talker, he would say she was trying to seduce him even if she wore rags.

Idiot, such long sleeves and skirt are considered as seducing him, are you having delusions of love?

But she couldn't offend him because the Wen family was afraid of him.

She clenched her fists.

But others were easily led away by Yang Ni.

"It's fine at other times, but you want to dress differently from others to attract attention at this time. How bitchy."

"I hate people like this the most. It's not like we didn't order it for her, but she still wanted to wear something different, which made all of us wear it for nothing. Yang Ni didn't even look at her. She doesn't deserve it."

Someone came over and pushed her away on purpose: "Don't participate in this activity."

Yun Yuwan was pushed aside, and the corner of the table hit her waist, causing her to frown in pain for a long time.

The people around him also mocked:

"Pretend, keep pretending."

"I'm here to catch Yang Ni, why are you still participating in these activities?"

She held back from losing her temper because she couldn't bear the consequences of calling her parents.

She has no parents at all.

She could only say it to herself over and over again.

Isn't she used to being bullied like this? It's been almost half a year, she should be very skilled at it.

What right does she have to cry out in pain?
While the activity was going on, she stood at the upstairs window and looked down slightly. Her classmates were playing and chasing each other, playing games.

She didn't even dare to stick her head out too obviously, for fear that others would see her watching and think she really wanted to join in.

She didn't want to get involved at all.

Not at all. She waited in silence until school was over, and went to the bookstore again to see if they had the comic book.

The clerk was sorting the books and talking to her: "The comic book you mentioned is not printed in large quantities. We want to buy it but it's out of stock. There is another bookstore in the east of the city that also stocks it. See if you can find it."

So Yun Yuwan took the subway for a long time and arrived at another bookstore.

The comics were about a family, a daughter and her parents, and they were so warm that she felt like it was a dream.

It is almost her only spiritual sustenance. Watching those funny and heartwarming stories, she can temporarily feel that she is still that little girl, detached from the real world.

In particular, the father of that pair of parents has the same personality as her father, soft and good-tempered, and the mother also has the same oval face.

Every time she had a breakdown, she would feel better just by looking at the picture above.

But after searching for a long time in the bookstore over there, I just told her that it seemed to be sold out, and the last copy had been sold out. Would she like to look in the bookstore on the west side?

But she just came from there.

She didn't get home until after nine in the evening. She expected someone to ask her where she had been and what she had been doing, at least with a little reprimand, but she didn't.

No one noticed her.

The class uniform had been brought over by the servant and was draped over the sofa.

But it's useless. What's the point of giving it to her now?

So funny.

Wen Yangzhi was sitting in the living room talking to Wen Wei. Yun Yuwan walked over and asked quietly, "Brother, I have a set of comic books that I really like, but they are no longer available. I saw the housekeeper deliver them to Jinglou."

Wen Yangzhi raised his eyes and said in a light voice: "Ask the butler to buy you a set somewhere else."

She hadn't held out any hope, so she just smiled and said, "No need, I'm just asking."

She had already run to all the bookstores she could, and today was the last two.

I can’t find my parents anywhere.

Yun Yuwan was sitting on the rooftop that night, always having the urge to jump off and end it all.

But when she was crying, she couldn't help but give the people around her a chance. Even if they could keep her once or treat her well once, she would be willing to live.

She really wants to be alive and misses her parents too.

The next day she went to school in a daze, without any appetite. She didn't have breakfast and felt tired.

As a result, during two self-study classes, she wanted to get some hot water during the break, but she collapsed due to hypoglycemia after taking just two steps.

But her classmates thought she was pretending, and she fainted in the class for a long time before she woke up.

No one cared for her when she woke up. She took a long time to calm down before she took out the milk from her bag and drank it slowly.

I vaguely heard someone say that she pretended to faint and wanted Yang Ni to hug her. I don't know what she was fantasizing about.

She walked over expressionlessly, slapped the book on the other person's face, and left without looking back.

It seems that nothing matters anymore when asking parents.

When she returned home, she saw Wen Yangzhi negotiating a contract with someone else. She put down her schoolbag and sat on the sofa in the corner.

After the guests left, Wen Yangzhi realized that she had been crying, silently shedding tears without any sound.

Wen Yangzhi sat opposite her and she was still crying.

He was a little impatient and frowned slightly: "Do you want to read that book so much?"

He stood up and walked over, his tall figure casting a shadow over her. She cried but was a little flustered, but the next second he simply picked her up and carried her sideways.

Yun Yuwan was startled.

Wen Yangzhi held her firmly and walked out of the villa, his breath steady and masculine, his strong and broad arms passing through her knees and shoulders.

She was so stable that she was like a cotton doll being held. It didn't take much effort to hold her steadily, and there wasn't even any shaking.

The thin sunlight fell on the distinct curves of his profile.

He carried her into the Jinglou. When she stepped in, she was still afraid: "Isn't it said that we can't go in?"

Wen Yangzhi ignored her and carried her to the carpet in the study. He held her in his arms and asked her in a low voice:
"Which one do you want?"

(End of this chapter)