Yin is love: the reversal of women chasing men

Chapter 40 Sorry, I Love You (3)
Finally, while waiting for a red light at a three-way intersection, he made up his mind, turned around and drove towards Cheng Yin's house.

Tonight, no matter what, he wanted to see her again.

The building where Cheng Yin's family lives is close to the fence of the community, and a row of camphor trees are planted inside the wall. Even in this early winter season, the branches and leaves are still luxuriant, and the leaves rustle when the wind blows.

After Yang Fan parked the car outside the gate of the community, he walked in and smoked a cigarette under the camphor tree before calling Cheng Yin.

About five or six minutes later, when he looked again at the entrance of the building where almost no one came in and out, he found Cheng Yin's figure walking towards him hesitantly and slowly.

The eyes of the two collided in the half-bright night, Cheng Yin seemed to be nailed, and refused to move half a step towards him.

She was standing under the side wall of the building, and the street lights were dim, so that he couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

Yang Fan paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and strode towards her.

He stood still in front of Cheng Yin, she looked up at him as if she was being threatened, there was a trace of shivering and fear in her eyes, like a needle piercing his heart, causing him pain.

She was actually afraid of him.

He took her hand without saying a word, and turned to pull her under the shade of the tree. She seemed a little reluctant, but she didn't say anything after all, and followed him slightly staggeringly.

He and her finally faced each other alone.

Yang Fan let go of her hand, and moved his palms up slowly, holding her cheeks.

Cheng Yin's lips twitched, wanting to protest, but suddenly, Yang Fan's fiery lips were pressed against hers.

He rolled between her lips and teeth repeatedly, Cheng Yin vaguely smelled the faint smell of tobacco mixed with a hint of coffee, she felt dizzy for a while.

Dim street lamps reflected the figures of whirling branches on the ground, and the impatient horns of cars could be heard in the distance, and the crying of children was intertwined with the voices of adults scolding.

But all this seems to be far away from them.

Yang Fan kissed her hungrily, the temperature on his lips seemed to burn each other, Cheng Yin never knew that he was also such a passionate person.

The scene at this time has been designed many times in her girlhood, and every time, it can make her heart beat faster, her face flushed, and it is as sweet as eating candy.

But when this scene suddenly came true, she felt a sense of unreality in a trance.

She didn't know if this was reality or if she had returned to some absurd dream in her childhood.

When Yang Fan let go of her, Cheng Yin realized that she was almost out of breath, and the heat on her lips was still there, although she still couldn't get rid of the feeling of ignorance.

Yang Fan supported her shoulders and whispered hoarsely, "I'm sorry." Then, he took her into his arms and hugged her without saying a word.

Cheng Yin wondered in a daze, what exactly did he mean by "I'm sorry"?
She was hugged by him forcefully, and her face was pressed tightly against the zipper of his windbreaker. The cold feeling finally gave Cheng Yin a sense of reality.

It turns out that at this moment, she is in the arms of Yang Fan, the big boy she has liked since she was a child, but has always been chased after him.

When she heard the sound of sobbing, she realized that she was crying. The tears soaked Yang Fan's chest. He hugged her even tighter and pressed his chin firmly on the top of her head. The pity contained in that behavior It made Cheng Yin's tears flow more and more.

She felt that she had no reason to cry, she should even laugh, because she finally conquered the one she always wanted to conquer.

She was ashamed of what she was doing at the moment, but there was nothing she could do about it.

After she calmed down a bit, Yang Fan raised his hand to wipe away the remaining tears on her face. Under the silver light, his eyes staring at her were unusually soft and loving.

"It's my fault today. I shouldn't have accused you, and I shouldn't have yelled at you so fiercely." He reviewed himself, paused, and whispered, "Cheng Yin, I love you."

He wanted to see her tonight, so he just wanted to say this to her, it was as simple as that.

He finally understood that this was not a slogan or a gift, but a fact.

To Cheng Yin, this sentence no longer has the explosive and shocking force just now, it is ethereal and soft like a wisp of smoke, dancing enchantingly in the air, Cheng Yin unconsciously lowers her head.

Yang Fan waited for her quietly, waiting for her to give him a response.

However, after a long time, Cheng Yin did not raise her head.

A gust of wind blew by, and Yang Fan felt as if his heart had been pierced, with a chill.

"Maybe, I missed the best opportunity." He stared at her, "You gave me a chance, but I didn't know it at the time...I didn't cherish it."

Cheng Yin remained silent.

He breathed out silently, "I won't force you, but I will wait for you until the day you make a decision and tell me."

He finally let go of her, took another deep look at her, turned around and left silently.

Cheng Yin lay on the bed tossing and turning, the pungent aftertaste on her lips was still there, she lightly touched it with her fingers, and the burning sensation immediately spread to her fingertips, she quickly retracted her hands as if they were scalded.

She buried her face in the pillow, wrapped her burning face with sultry heat, and let the scorching current in her heart roll back and forth.

"What should I do?" When she asked herself this sentence, she suddenly realized that she was actually very confused.

Early in the morning, Cheng Yin appeared in Lin Ruhui's office with two big, red and swollen eyeballs, which really shocked him.

"Fanny, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Cheng Yin was a little embarrassed, "I drank too much water last night and didn't sleep well, so my eyes were a bit swollen."

"very nervous?"

"Well, kind of."

Lin Ruhui glanced at her red and swollen eyeballs again, and said hesitantly, "If this is the case, let me talk about it later."

"No, no need!" Cheng Yin quickly raised her head, "I can do it, I'm ready!"

"Really?"

Cheng Yin nodded vigorously, last night she stayed up almost all night, and spent all her time memorizing these documents.The reason why she worked so hard was mainly because she couldn't fall asleep even when she was lying down, and after turning a few turns in her thoughts, she turned to the proposition Yang Fan threw to her, so she might as well get up and do something practical.

Under Cheng Yin's assurance, Lin Ruhui reluctantly agreed that she should still preside over the introduction section of the meeting.

No one expected that in Ruiyuan's luxurious conference room, Cheng Yin's performance was surprisingly good. Not only was her narration orderly, she could also respond to all kinds of questions raised by Mr. Zhao fluently.

Lin Ruhui looked at Cheng Yin with satisfaction, he really saw her right.

In further contact, Cheng Yin learned that Mr. Zhao belongs to Ruiyuan's young and powerful faction. He has long been very dissatisfied with the bureaucratic procrastination and some big pots of rice within the group. Board approved.

Cheng Yin didn't know how Lin Ruhui and Mr. Zhao got in touch, but from the conversation between the two of them at first sight, she could feel that Lin Ruhui's self-confidence was not unreasonable.

In the department, Frank asked everyone to go all out to support Cheng Yin and Lin Ruhui. Soon, two newly recruited members of Lin Ruhui also came to report for work, and he arranged them to work on Ruiyuan's project.

The Ruiyuan project has become a year-end drama in the department with such a great momentum that even Gao Xiang had to give in and contribute some resources—at least on the surface, so as not to be accused of slowing down.

Cheng Yin is the overall person in charge of the entire project, of course it is only in name, and many key steps still require team discussions and Lin Ruhui's decisions, but this is still a good platform for her to gain insights. Not only did she learn from Lin Ruhui Quite a lot, and because I was in it, instead of just doing chores and running around like in the past, many ideas and concepts were fundamentally different. This kind of exercise was a qualitative leap for her progress.

On the surface, Cheng Yin is smooth sailing and full of ambitions, but the unknown knot in her heart is still there.

Yang Fan is still waiting for her reply, even though he hasn't harassed her during this time, she knows that he will definitely wait, persistently.

In the dead of night, Cheng Yin put aside her work and lay down on the bed to play with a toy monkey that Xie Mei gave her when she returned from a trip.

Every time she presses the trigger button, the little monkey will have sex and climb up the flagpole, and when it reaches the top of the pole, it will slide down the pole with a whirring sound, never tired of it.

The little monkey grinned heartlessly at her, and always had this expression, just like Cheng Yin many years ago.

But people will always grow up, and people's hearts will change unknowingly. When the things she once longed for are suddenly presented to her one day, she has lost the desire to reach out and pick them up.

Cheng Yin lightly touched the monkey's cheek with her fingertips, exhaled heavily, turned over and sat up.

She didn't want to procrastinate in such a boring way, she had to make a conclusion.

Cheng Yin picked up the phone resolutely, and was about to dial a number when her fingers stopped again. After a second thought, it was better to send a text message, since it could express the meaning clearly without using any words.

It took Cheng Yin more than ten minutes to edit the vague meaning in her heart upside down countless times, but when she sent it out, she chose the most condensed version.

"I'm sorry, I will always treat you as my brother."

A lot of words are redundant, but this sentence is enough. She believes that with Yang Fan's IQ, she can fully understand what she wants to express.

As far as she was concerned, Cheng Yin felt that she had already dealt with the matter, and her mood was much lighter than the previous few days.After sorting out her chaotic thoughts, she sat back in front of the desk and continued her unfinished work.

About 10 minutes later, her mobile phone rang. Cheng Yin stared at the mobile phone on the corner of the table for a while, and then slowly took it. As expected, it was Yang Fan.

She stared blankly at the phone screen, and the persistent ringtone showed Yang Fan's anxious mood. He must have a lot to say to her, right?He must feel very unwilling, right?
But Cheng Yin felt that she had nothing to say to him.

She pressed the reject button, thought for a while, turned off the phone, put the phone aside, and then returned to the computer with peace of mind.

Not only did Cheng Yin not feel uneasy at all, but she felt an inexplicable sense of relief. It was the first time she discovered that she could be so ruthless.

(End of this chapter)