Qian Yan

Chapter 103 Pretend I've Never Known You
The skyline of New York is pulled very low by the tall buildings.The skyscrapers made of reinforced concrete are like concrete dead trees without branches, densely packed, completely blocking the connection between the sky and the earth.

In such a desolate city, the three met suddenly under such circumstances.

The light outside the corridor elongated their figures far and near her, but the sunlight behind her eliminated the shadows there, making it difficult for their shadows to reach her side.So they became two worlds, separated by two different kinds of light, with blurred but clearly existing boundaries.

Yan Weiran was dazed and tired.How could she have never seriously thought about it?Why didn't she realize that fate would bring great malice to her?
Other than Cheng Jialu, who else could Wei Zexi talk about as a frequent brother friend!
And Cheng Jialu had already walked towards her.His walking posture was a little unnatural, with his center of gravity slightly tilted on the umbrella, as if his feet could not fully support his body.But at this moment, Yan Weiran, who was in a state of confusion, couldn't face the sudden situation, so he subconsciously took a step back, avoiding the direction he came from, turned around and walked towards his room.

Cheng Jialu blurted out: "Weiran, don't hide from me!"

Yan Weiran gritted his teeth, ignored it, and walked forward.

"I followed you here from the teacher's cemetery and saw you coming in. I didn't know what to do in my heart..." Cheng Jialu's usual calm and calm appearance was gone, and even his voice was slightly hoarse. You can imagine him The anxious and distressed look while waiting downstairs.

Listening to his voice, Yan Weiran couldn't help but slow down.

It's just at this moment that the damaged bones on her body began to ache faintly again.The steel nails driven into the spine, in such a gloomy and rainy weather, were like ants burrowing into her flesh and bones, itching and painful, but they could not be scratched or expelled.

And this kind of pain will accompany her all her life. In every rainy weather, it will always remind her of what happened in the past.

So what was she hiding from, why couldn't she face him?

It was Cheng Jialu who was sorry for her. He was the one who ruined the most important things in her life - her teacher, her health, her love, her dream.

Yan Weiran turned his head, leaned his sore back against the wall, stared at Cheng Jialu in front of him with piercing eyes, and said in a low and slow voice, "Don't you know what to do? Then you can do me a favor."

When Cheng Jialu saw her turn her head, a gleam of joy flashed in her eyes, but after seeing her eyes clearly, disappointment and sadness flooded his face again.

"Don't appear in front of me again, just pretend that we have never met, thank you."

There was a chill in my heart.Cheng Jialu looked at her firmly, bearing her resentful gaze, and remained motionless.

Wei Zexi walked up to them, but didn't know how to persuade them, so he could only pat Yan Weiran's shoulder lightly, hoping to calm her agitated emotions.

Yan Weiran didn't seem to feel it, she walked past Cheng Jialu, grabbed the bag on the door cabinet, put on her shoes and walked out the door without looking back.

Cheng Jialu raised his hand subconsciously, grabbed her hand, and wanted to keep her.He looked at her eagerly and said, "I know you have suffered a lot this year, and you may not be in a good mood after seeing me. But please give me a chance to explain for the sake of the past, okay? "

Yan Weiran looked down at Cheng Jialu's hand that was holding her.It was still the extremely white and beautiful hands in memory, the temperature was still the same in memory, and the strength of holding her was still in memory.

However, the sweetness that surged in my heart in the past has turned into bitterness.The more beautiful those pasts were, the more she felt like cutting flesh with a dull knife when she recalled it now, and she dared not look at it again with blood dripping.

The eyes were burning, and something was about to slip out of them.The confusion of the world, the pain and sorrow of countless tossing and turning in the dark nights, all came to my heart at this moment.

She didn't answer his pleading, she broke free from the hand he was holding her, and without even looking at him, she strode towards the elevator entrance and never looked back.

Cheng Jialu didn't try to keep her anymore, he stood motionless inside the door, watching Yan Weiran disappear around the corner.

The elevator arrived quickly, and with a mechanical ding, he heard the sound of the elevator door opening smoothly and closing gently again.

No one saw that Yan Weiran, who entered the elevator with his back stiff, slumped against the elevator car the moment the elevator door closed, and even lost the strength to support himself to stand.

Cheng Jialu stood there listening to the sound of her leaving, as if all the joints in his body had rusted to death, and there was no possibility of movement anymore.

Wei Zexi watched coldly, and after a long time, he crossed his arms and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" Because of his embarrassment just now, Cheng Jialu's tone lacked the usual indifference, and brought a little excitement, "My girlfriend and I reunited after a long absence."

Wei Zexi sneered: "Look at this posture, ex-girlfriend?"

Cheng Jialu's fingers holding the umbrella were so tight that his knuckles turned white: "We haven't broken up yet."

"Not necessarily, she always said that she is single. Before you came, I was proposing to her." Wei Zexi looked at him with a cool tone, "Oh, I remembered, she said that she has Past a scumbag ex."

Cheng Jialu's face was livid, he pursed his lips and stared at Wei Zexi, and asked, "Who are you referring to?"

"Who is it? I scolded that scumbag in front of you—I'm sorry, I didn't know that person was you."

Cheng Jialu, who was already frustrated and angry, finally couldn't bear it anymore, dropped the umbrella in his hand, and punched him in the face.

Wei Zexi stuck too close to him, unable to dodge for a moment, he punched him hard in the face.

Wei Zexi took a deep breath, and subconsciously kicked Cheng Jialu. The skills he trained in the gym couldn't be compared with Cheng Jialu's unhealed body. Cheng Jialu immediately hit the wall while clutching his stomach.

Wei Zexi stepped forward on the ground, and wanted to throw a left hook and a right hook at the same time, but he met Cheng Jialu's desperate and sad eyes, and his clenched fist couldn't let go—after all, these 20 days Friends for many years, just got up from the wheelchair.

Angrily, Wei Zexi grabbed Cheng Jialu's neck with his elbows and pressed him against the wall.The two stared at each other face to face, neither of them looked very good.One's cheeks were red and swollen, and the other's face was distorted in pain. The anger of each other was burning in this hallway.

"Cheng Jialu, you bastard!" Wei Zexi roared angrily.

Cheng Jialu snorted coldly: "You villain."

"You still have the guts to come to Unran? Back then you drove her to a dead end, and now you appear in front of her as if nothing had happened. Do you know how much it stimulates her?"

"You have the face to stand in front of me? You know that Unran is my girlfriend, but you are still with her!"

"I just found out today that she is your ex-girlfriend!"

"So you propose to her before I come over!"

Wei Zexi couldn't think more clearly and logically than him, so he had no way of arguing, so he threw an uppercut and hit him heavily on the chin.Cheng Jialu also pushed his knee out in severe pain, and Wei Zexi's thigh was hit by him, and he took a staggering step back, touching the cabinet behind him.

The two stared at each other, their minds burned with anger, and they both wanted to rush to fight each other again.

(End of this chapter)