Crossing the line

Chapter 39 Hug

Not long after she transferred, her brother returned to Yale.

However, those brief moments of being pampered are so beautiful and touching.

She hadn't seen her brother for a long time, and her longing for him grew like weeds. Finally, on Christmas, she found a chance to send her brother a message saying "Merry Christmas."

She still remembered that it took her brother almost ten hours to reply with one sentence: study hard.

But a few days later, she received a Christmas gift from her brother.

It was a ceramic jar with a strange shape, as if it had been flattened by someone, and there were handprints on it.

It was not until a long time later, when she missed Wen Yangzhi so much that she hugged the ceramic jar to express her longing for him, that she realized it was a hug.

This shape is obtained because the pot was deliberately hugged when it was molded.

It was because it touched my brother's arms, wrists, chest and shoulders that it was hugged like this.

Her brother hugged her without her knowing.

But why didn't she discover it back then? It was only after she had already left her brother that she realized that her brother actually loved her.

She hugged the pottery jar and cried in Europe, regretting that she did not understand Wen Yangzhi's meaning back then.

But six years have passed. How can she find Wen Yangzhi from six years ago and tell him that she loves him, misses him very much, and is willing to be the butterfly on his fingertips forever?

When he was setting this hug in stone, had he ever imagined that his love would cross the ocean and arrive here in the hope that she would understand what he meant?

Love that cannot cross the line, and love that cannot be expressed verbally.

She was too ignorant and naive that year. She couldn't understand his feelings, which were not clearly expressed, nor could she comprehend his hot and cold emotions, nor did she understand his entanglements and restraints.

Since the summer after high school, she had decided to stay away from him.

From the day she mistakenly thought Wen Yangzhi had a girlfriend, she had been drifting away from him.

Later, she contacted her brother less and less every year.

She then sent out messages wishing everyone a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival and Happy New Year.

My brother’s reply was just a dot, indicating that he had received it.

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It turns out that love will also fade away. The memory of being held in the palm of my brother's hand gradually becomes like a distant memory.

She didn't understand, and he didn't stay.

Each of them walks towards their own life.

She became more and more unfamiliar, from a butterfly that was about to break but tried hard to stay on her brother's fingertips, to an illusory electronic butterfly.

Just say happy during the holidays.

The breakdown of everything actually originated from the winter when I was seventeen years old.

At that time, Wen Yangzhi, whom Yun Yuwan hadn't seen for half a year, was finally coming back, and Yun Yuwan was so excited that she couldn't sleep at night.

That night, a private restaurant on Julu Road near Ruijin hosted only their family.

My aunt said that my brother should be here soon, so we should wait a little longer. My uncle said there was no need to wait for Hongsheng, as he might not be here that soon.

But Yun Yuwan stretched her neck, but she didn't see her brother until it was almost over.

She was a little nervous: "Why hasn't my brother arrived yet? Did something happen to him?"

Wen Wei was cutting crab shells: "He should send people home first before coming here."

Her thoughts were tied up: "Who should I send it to?"

However, Zhao Qin's casual remark made her feel depressed: "Your brother is 21 years old, how could he not have a girlfriend?"

girlfriend.

It was like a drop of water losing its weight and falling into an icy abyss.

Yun Yuwan's mood suddenly got out of control and her stomach began to ache slightly.

After more than ten minutes, the brother who had been waiting for a long time finally showed up.

She only saw the door of the box being pushed open, and a tall figure in a cold coat appeared.

She immediately lowered her head. She clearly heard the voice she had missed for a long time: "Dad, Mom."

Still restrained and indifferent.

As a big hand fell on her shoulder, a low and cold voice pierced her ears: "Yuwan."

The light, cold fragrance on his body was close to her breath.

She just lowered her head and nodded.

The man let go of her shoulders, pulled out the chair next to her and sat down. From the corner of her eye, she could see the hem of his cashmere coat and a vintage hollow silver ring on his tall and strong hand.

She just didn't dare look at his face, for fear of tears falling.

Zhao Qin scolded, "We've already finished eating, but you came. Your father and I have an appointment. You should take your sister back later. It just so happens that your sister has been waiting for you and hasn't eaten much."

The people around her nodded calmly.

Zhao Qin and Wen Wei left, and she didn't dare to look up.

He must have pressed the service bell, and the waiter came in.

His calm voice said, "Please take away the finished dishes."

The sound of the waiter clearing the plates reached her ears, but she just held her chopsticks tightly, not daring to look up.

I heard him say: "menu."

The waiter immediately handed him the tablet.

However, the tablet for ordering was extended in front of her, and Wen Yangzhi's voice rang out beside her: "See what dishes you want to add."

Yun Yuwan almost wanted to cry at that moment.

But she just endured it, took the tablet, and ordered a few dishes at random.

Tears were already welling up in my eyes.

The moment the drops landed on the tablet, she immediately wiped them away with her sleeve, fearing that he would notice anything unusual.

However, the moment she handed the tablet back to him, Wen Yangzhi's voice fell into his ears:

"uncomfortable?"

Yun Yuwan just shook her head desperately but never looked at him.

Wen Yangzhi handed the tablet to the waiter, who left immediately.

Yun Yuwan turned her head away, not wanting him to see her crying.

Wen Yangzhi whispered: "Haven't you been waiting for me? Are you unhappy to see me?"

Yun Yuwan didn't know what to say.

I want to see him, but not with someone else, and then he rushes to me.

She suppressed her sobs and said, "I just feel very sad suddenly."

Wen Yangzhi was as patient as he was half a year ago. A familiar feeling overwhelmed him: "What are you sad about?"

She could only make up an excuse: "I'm sad that there's no first snow. I saw in a Korean drama that the first snow is very important. I have a wish I want to make. It hasn't snowed recently."

As soon as he finished speaking, snowflakes began to fall outside the tall windows with a Shanghai style.

Yun Yuwan was a little bit unbelievable. She saw snowflakes rising outside out of the corner of her eye and looked up in surprise.

By looking up, I finally saw Wen Yangzhi's face.

Just like before, his thick eyebrows were staring at her quietly.

She fell in love with the eyes she missed day and night at a glance, but when the long-awaited eye contact really came, she felt a sense of loss and bitterness in her heart.

He said gently, "Are you happy?"

Yun Yuwan didn't dare to stare at his burning brows for long. Her heart was like a sponge. The more thoughts were weighed down on it, the more the tears inside would overflow uncontrollably.

I could only pretend that I really wanted to see the snow, so I left my seat and stood in front of the tall mahogany window. But in fact, I had to turn my back to him to release the sad expression that I could hardly control.

She should actually have thought that at his age, he is at the age where he can have a girlfriend.

(End of this chapter)