Hard to Deceive

It was eight years ago that Wen Yifan flew to Yihe from Nanwu last time.

The day after Beiyu and Sang Yan met, Wen Yifan took the high-speed train back to Nanwu, and went to Zhao Yuandong to get all the money and documents Wen Liangzhe left for her. After that, she did not stay in these two cities.

I flew to Yihe by plane alone.

At this moment, Wen Yifan's mood is completely different from that at the time.

Wen Yifan sat by the window of the plane. She had nothing else to do, staring out the window, thinking about how to tell Sang Yan about her coming after getting off the plane for a while.

I don't know if it will affect him.

The sky outside is already dark, and black and thick clouds can be seen in the distance, downward is a large night scene and red bands of light. The cabin was quiet, the light was extremely dim, and someone could faintly hear [emailprotected]@地 talking.

It's like a long to endless journey.

Wen Yifan suddenly wanted to know.

In the past, what kind of mood Sang Yan had every time he took the high-speed train from Nanwu to Beiyu to meet her.

Is it like she is now, do you feel nervous about looking forward to it?

Looking forward to the moment I see him.

But scared, he actually didn't want to see himself.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the plane was a bit low, and Wen Yifan subconsciously pulled the blanket higher. She was insecure when she was alone in the transportation, even if she had nothing to do, she did not intend to sleep. Wen Yifan looked out the window again.

Maybe it was decided to let him tell the whole story, and Wen Yifan's mood was more stable than ever before.

She pressed her lower lip lightly, trying to slowly smooth out all the things at the time. Gradually, she was pulled into that period by the night and mood, and she never wanted to recall any memories.

...

Wen Yifan moved to Beiyu with his uncle's family in the second semester of high school.

In the beginning, everything was the same as in Nanwu. It's nothing more than changing from a familiar city under the fence to another strange city.

At that time, Wen Yifan didn't care much about this matter.

She felt helpless, but she knew there was no way. She just wants to work hard to improve her grades and get a better university. I also hope that time will pass faster.

She can get the college entrance examination faster, reach adulthood faster, and earn money by her own ability faster.

End this life quickly.

For Wen Yifan, even though the days at that time were oppressive and painful.

But she still has hope.

I feel that as long as I get through this time, everything will be fine.

Everything has changed since she was in her third year of high school.

That year, Che Xingde moved to Beiyu from another city. He has no job, no money, and can only live on his sister. After that, I have been living in the uncle's house.

From the first time we met, Wen Yifan had no affection for her so-called "uncle".

Wen Yifan is a very slow person, and his sensitivity to various emotions is slower than others. But she always felt that the eyes he looked at her were very strange, and the words were greasy and wretched, with extremely bad connotations.

She is not too expressive.

I don't know if this is her illusion.

In the beginning, Che Xingde did not do too much.

Before finding a job, Che Xingde stayed at home almost every day. He would often sit next to Wen Yifan, or touch her body by holding something.

Wen Yifan still felt that it was an accident again and again, and she felt that something was wrong too.

Wen Yifan has been very well protected since she was a child. She has never encountered such a thing before, so how to deal with it completely. Several times, when Zhao Yuandong called her, Wen Yifan's words were on his lips, but he couldn't say it at all.

This is a very difficult thing for girls of that age.

Fortunately, the high school grades are heavy, and the school agrees that high school seniors can stay in school on weekends.

Wen Yifan simply reduced the frequency of going home and stayed in school for a long time. If it were not for the holidays, the school would not allow students to stay in school, she would not even take the initiative to return to her uncle's house.

After the end of the senior semester.

Wen Yifan entered her last winter vacation in high school. In fact, it was less than two weeks, but at that time, Che Xingde's behavior became worse.

Wen Yifan couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to play with Che Yanqin once.

Che Yanqin didn't take this to heart at all, only that her mind was too sensitive, so that she should not think about anything that is not marginal, nor make a big deal of this trivial matter.

Before mentioning, Wen Yifan did not think that Che Yanqin could stand by her side. She simply mentioned this to Zhao Yuandong again, roughly because she wanted to rent an apartment outside.

Zhao Yuandong felt worried when she heard it, but she was worried about living outside by herself. At the end, she only told Wen Yifan, she would mention it with Che Yanqin.

But there is no follow-up.

It seems to be aware of Wen Yifan's avoidance and tolerance.

Che Xingde was extremely rampant and began to try to pry open the door lock of her room in the middle of the night. Occasionally, by being drunk, she slapped her door vigorously, pretending to be in the wrong room.

Wen Yifan warned him several times, but it had no effect.

All he got was the more arrogant knock on the door.

Whenever this happens.

Wen Yifan only looked forward to the arrival of three in the morning.

Wen Liangxian and Che Yanqin opened a barbecue stall, which opened until 2:30 a.m. every night, and it took half an hour to walk home. They can get home at about three o'clock in the morning every day.

Che Xingde was afraid of Wen Liangxian.

With Wen Liangxian, he will constrain a lot, and dare not do things so blatantly.

Despite the lock, even though Wen Yifan would put the desk in front of the door when she returned to the room, she still felt insecure. She began to hide the scissors and utility knife under the pillow. When she was at home, she did not dare to go to bed before three in the morning.

I'm afraid that Che Xingde could break in by accident.

Such days continue until the end of the college entrance examination.

During this period, Wen Yifan made several phone calls with Zhao Yuandong. What Zhao Yuandong has always expressed is that Zheng Kejia is already accepting her. When she persuades for a while, Wen Yifan should be able to move back.

After the results come out.

When Wen Yifan was about to fill in her application, Zhao Yuandong also asked her to fill in Nanwu University.

It means to let Wen Yifan stay closer and take good care of her in the future.

Although Zhao Yuandong temporarily placed her in the uncle's house because of her new family. But for many things, Wen Yifan still relies heavily on her. She just wanted to get out of her current life and quickly let such days pass.

She also wants to try and get along with her new family.

Therefore, Wen Yifan agreed to Zhao Yuandong's words.

Because for her.

Except for the city of Beiyu, there is no big difference to her in other places.

Plus.

Wen Yifan thought that Sang Yan was also in Nanwu.

He might prefer to stay in this city.

The week that you started to fill in your volunteers.

Sang Yan sent her several text messages one after another, all of which were asking her about volunteering.

Fearing that he would not want to report to the school because he had signed up, Wen Yifan tried to ask him where he wanted to sign up, but he never mentioned it. In the end, she could only tell him clearly that she would report to Nanwu University.

She will return to Nanwu.

Think of it as the past two years of pain are just the past.

They no longer need to be separated by two cities.

Wen Yifan doesn't need to let him anymore, every time he crosses a city so hard to find her.

After that, they can meet every day.

It can be changed back to what it was when I was in high school.

All the days seem to be getting better.

Until the deadline for applying for the college entrance examination.

In the early hours of that morning, Wen Yifan was the only one in the house. During that time, Che Xingde found a job and was away from home for several days a week. She didn't know the working hours of Che Xingde, and she was not sure whether he would return today.

Before three o'clock, Wen Yifan did not dare to sleep.

Wen Yifan used his mobile phone to text and talk to Sang Yan while paying attention to the time of the alarm clock on the bedside table.

Sang Yan: [I will come to you tomorrow, okay? 】

Wen Yifan thought for a while and replied: [I am going to Nanwu in a while, don't come here. 】

Sang Yan: [When? 】

Wen Yifan: [Wait until the admission notice arrives, we have to get it back to school. 】

Sang Yan: [That's more than July. 】

after awhile.

Sang Yan sent another one: [I went there the day the admission result came out. 】

Che Xingde did not return until 1:30 in the morning.

Wen Yifan felt that Che Xingde might not be back, but he was a little uneasy, like a mountain rain is coming. She was lying on the bed, chatting with Sang Yan and she started to sleep.

She forced her eyelids to sleep until three o'clock in the morning, but in the end she couldn't beat her sleepiness.

I just think it's all this point.

In a while, the uncle should also be home.

After that, Wen Yifan was awakened by the sound of the door.

This time the door lock was no longer the metal sound of being pried, but the click of the key being opened. She opened her eyes and saw in the darkness the desk in front of the door fell down due to the opening of the door.

Wen Yifan raised his eyes and then met Che Xingde's face.

Che Xingde shook the key in his hand with a finger, his laughter was wretched and awkward. He was fat, and he threw away the key as soon as he came in, pressing on her, with overwhelming sweat and alcohol.

Very powerfully, suppressed her with the disparity between men and women.

Wen Yifan woke up in an instant, and could feel him tear the quilt away from her. His intention was extremely obvious, he pulled her hair hard with one hand, and tried to pull her pants down with the other.

She screamed uncontrollably and began to cry for help while struggling.

At that moment, Wen Yifan felt that he had separated from his body and became a bystander. She saw herself resist frantically, touched the scissors from under the pillow, and stabbed Cha Xingde without reason.

Che Xingde backed away in pain, and quickly threw up again, snatching the scissors from her hand.

"Fuck you bitch."

Wen Yifan's eyes were red, and he stepped back and touched the utility knife under the pillow again. Her body was so tight that she was fully prepared. She controlled the trembling in her voice and said every word: "You are going to jail like this."

Che Xingde smiled: "Do you dare to call the police?"

"..."

"Let people know that you were **** by your uncle?" Cha Xingde snorted, "Frostfall, this is going to be known, how will you marry out in the future? This is a shameful and shameful thing, you know?"

Wen Yifan stared at him as if he hadn't heard.

Lest he will step forward again.

The girl has messy hair, white skin and red lips, and extremely beautiful features. Her limbs are white and slender, and she outlines curves with her movements, and her whole body is extremely soft. She shrank in the corner, like a thorny milk cat.

Because of her appearance, Che Xingde's unfailing **** surged again: "It's okay, uncle marries you. Don't go to college and become uncle's wife..."

With that, Cha Xingde pressed on Wen Yifan again.

He seemed to have noticed this time, and quickly pulled the utility knife from her hand with his eyesight and hands. He pulled her pants down again, and the heavy breath sprayed on her again and again.

Wen Yifan struggled with all his strength.

It was when she felt the most broken, weakest, and desperate.

She also felt that she was the dirtiest and most wanted to die like this.

That room was extremely dark.

The curtains were clearly half open, but at that moment, Wen Yifan felt that he would never see light anymore.

She hopes she can die immediately.

If you live in this world, you have to endure this kind of thing.

Then she would rather not live.

When Che Xingde pressed her hands and pushed her clothes up.

There was movement and noise from the hallway.

With tears in Wen Yifan's eyes, as if he realized something, he stared sideways at the clock on the bedside table.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Wen Yifan's originally hollow eyes gradually lit up, and began to cry for help again. Because of the long yelling, her voice became hoarse and she was crying: "Uncle! Help me!"

Che Xingde's actions stopped, and he secretly cursed an swear word.

Then, the lights in the living room turned on.

Wen Liangxian's voice came: "What's the matter?"

Che Yanqin also said, "Frost, what are you making this night?"

When he saw the scene in the room, Che Yanqin instantly silenced.

Wen Liangxian has been dissatisfied with Cha Xingde for a long time, and he instantly became angry when he saw this situation. He came over and pulled Cha Xingde under the bed, shouting, "What are you doing? You don't know how old this kid is?!"

After leaving the hell, Wen Yifan immediately wrapped her body with a quilt. She lowered her head and stared at the blood on her hand, which was stained when Cha Xingde's hand was cut with scissors.

She exhausted all her strength to hold back the tears.

She would never shed half a tear for this kind of scum.

Absolutely not.

"No, brother-in-law." Che Xingde explained, "I drank too much, and I didn't do anything when I just came in..."

Hearing that, Che Yanqin breathed a sigh of relief and came to persuade: "Husband, didn't this happen? You can't be so grandiose. Dezai just drank too much and couldn't recognize things..."

Before she finished speaking, Wen Yifan said, "I want to call the police."

"..."

"What did your child say? Call the police!" Che Yanqin frowned, "Your uncle just drank too much, do you think your clothes are still well dressed? How shameful it is to be heard by the neighborhood."

Wen Liangxian wants face very much, for fear that people will know that he takes care of his niece like this: "A Jiang, it's okay. Uncle will give you an explanation, but there is no need to cause trouble outside the house."

Wen Yifan raised his head.

His gaze flicked across the faces of Che Yanqin and Wen Liangxian, and then settled on Che Xingde's slightly proud face. She remembered what he said just now, feeling very calm and trembling in her body, and repeated: "I want to call the police."

"..."

"Do you have a conscience! You want your uncle to go to jail, right?" Che Yanqin became angry, "He went to the wrong room drunk. Also, you are afraid that others will not talk about you in the future--"

Wen Yifan interrupted her: "Whatever."

"..."

"I don't care what others say," Wen Yifan flipped to the phone from the side and said while getting through 110, his actions were stiff and mechanical, "It doesn't matter how others tell me, I just need to call the police."

Hearing that, Che Xingde wanted to grab her phone, but the phone was already connected.

Wen Yifan sat on the bed, trembling uncontrollably, trying to calm himself down, and truthfully told the situation.

Che Xingde immediately looked at Che Yanqin with a panic expression.

Che Yanqin calmly said: "It's okay."

After speaking, Wen Yifan stopped looking at the other three people, his hands were still shaking, and he started calling Zhao Yuandong.

Maybe it was still asleep. After half a minute, Zhao Yuandong picked it up.

"A Jiang?"

Wen Yifan's nose was sour, and when she heard her voice, the tears she was holding back came down. Before she could say anything, Che Yanqin had already come over to grab her mobile phone, and sneered: "Zhao Yuandong, look at the good daughter you brought out!"

"..."

"I gave you painstaking efforts to bring the children, and the result! She wants to get my brother into jail now. I tell you, if you don't solve this problem for me today, don't think about it!" Che Yanqin said, "My brother What did he do? He got drunk and went to the wrong room! Nothing happened! Your daughter insisted on imposing **** on him! How dark is this!"

Che Yanqin seemed extremely annoyed, and cursed for a long while.

Wen Yifan didn't have the energy to grab the phone back.

After a long while, Che Yanqin threw the phone back to her.

Wen Yifan stared at the screen that was still in the call, and suddenly didn't dare to listen. Thinking of the last time, when she wanted Zhao Yuandong to pick her up, she hung up without even listening.

She squeezed her fist and slowly pressed the phone to her ear.

Please, mother.

I beg you.

I beg you.

You save me.

Don't leave me behind.

At the next moment, Zhao Yuandong's extremely embarrassed voice came from the other end again: "A Jiang, is there any misunderstanding? Your big aunt said that her brother is not like that... Don't think too much, mother will come in two days - "

Wen Yifan didn't listen any more, and directly cut off the phone.

It is difficult to describe Wen Yifan's mood at that moment in words.

She didn't know that she had such a side.

that moment.

She just hopes the whole world will die.

...

That morning in the wild.

Wen Yifan and Che Xingde were taken away by the police who came. She narrated the whole night plus all the events of the year. After that, she did not go back to the uncle's house and lived in the house of a female policeman.

The female police sympathized with her, gave her psychological counseling, and also mentioned that she could live as long as she wanted.

The female policeman has a daughter named Chen Xi who happens to be Wen Yifan's companion and classmate. The two did not have much intersection at school, but Chen Xi's personality is very easy to get along with, and she doesn't mention these things that happened to her.

Just chatting with her all kinds of messy topics.

In the evening, Chen Xi was talking to her, and suddenly jumped up and ran to the room: "By the way, let me change my choice. I don't want to choose human resources anymore! I rely on it, what time is it!"

Hearing the word "volunteer", Wen Yifan's eyelids moved.

I remembered the Nanwu University that I chose because of Zhao Yuandong's proposal.

I remembered what Zhao Yuandong said on the phone not long ago.

She lowered her head, looking at the red marks pinched by Che Xingde on her hand, her expression stunned.

Not long after, Wen Yifan also got up and entered Chen Xi's room.

At this time Chen Xi was sitting at the table and had just turned on the computer. Yu Guang noticed Wen Yifan's figure. She turned her head and asked with a grin, "What's the matter?"

Wen Yifan stared at the computer screen: "Chen Xi, can I use your computer?"

"Sure." Chen Xi said readily, "What are you doing?"

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

The light in Wen Yifan's eyes disappeared, and he whispered, "I want to change my wish."

...

For the next period of time, Wen Yifan stayed at Chen Xi's house.

Although he was separated from Che Xingde, Wen Yifan still couldn't sleep until three in the morning. She is extremely insecure, always wakes up when she falls asleep, and feels that someone is pressing on her.

I feel out of breath every day.

Wen Yifan didn't want to contact anyone, so she hid herself in her shell every day, only listening to the female police's instructions. He would go out only if he had to go to the police station to make up a statement.

But because Wen Yifan has no traces of infringement, there is no evidence, and Wen Liangxian and Che Yanqin are both speaking for Che Xingde. In the end, Che Xingde did not receive much punishment, but was detained for a few days.

This matter was raging in an area of ​​Beiyu.

It's all spreading that the uncle of one family raped his niece.

Wen Yifan stays at Chen Xi's house every day and doesn't know these things. She couldn't eat or sleep. She felt that her life was painful, and she was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She felt that this sign was not right.

Wen Yifan didn't want to care about these things anymore.

She didn't want to stay in this place anymore, and she didn't want to think about anything.

She just wanted to hurry up and wait for the admission results to come out, and after getting the admission notice, she would leave the city.

Stay away from these things.

During that time, Wen Yifan lived in a muddle-headed manner.

She does not communicate with the outside world, her mobile phone is turned off for a long time, and the longest thing she does every day is to be in a daze in the corner.

Wen Yifan thought he was so strange.

Obviously some time ago, I still felt that the dawn was imminent.

Obviously, I still felt that life was developing for the better.

But now, she can't control her negative energy at all.

Every day I thought about the thought that came out of Che Xingde's mind when he was pressing on him.

Thinking of dying every day.

In the week when the admission results came out, Beiyu had drizzled for several days.

That day, after checking the admission results, Chen Xi was extremely happy and hugged her excitedly: "Great, my boyfriend and I were admitted to the same school, we can go to the same university!"

At that moment.

Wen Yifan's thoughts broke free from the darkness.

She suddenly remembered what she had forgotten during this time.

She made an appointment with Sang Yan to go to the same university.

But she forgot.

She changed her wish.

She didn't tell Sang Yan.

When this thought came up, Wen Yifan's mood was still very calm. It seemed that this should be a natural result. After a long while, she stood up, and she hadn't taken out the mobile phone since she found out. Long press to turn on.

Jump out a lot of unread messages and phone calls.

Sang Yan sent her dozens of messages during this period.

The latest one was sent one hour ago.

Sang Yan: [I'm going to find you. 】

Wen Yifan stared at it for a long time.

Noting her loss, Chen Xi interrupted her attention: "What's the matter with you?"

Wen Yifan raised his head: "I'll go out."

"Huh?" This is the first time in the past half month that Wen Yifan offered to go out. Chen Xi was a little surprised, "What's wrong? Where are you going? Do you want me to accompany you?"

Wen Yifan smiled: "No, I'll go meet a friend."

Chen Xi: "Sure."

Wen Yifan got up and walked to the hallway, opened the door, and Chen Xi's voice came from behind: "Hey! By the way, Yifan, it's raining outside, take your umbrella and go out!"

With that, Chen Xi ran over and stuffed an umbrella in her hand.

She looked at Chen Xi and whispered, "Thank you."

"Thank you!" Chen Xi smiled, "have fun with friends."

Hearing this, Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds before saying: "Okay."

Wen Yifan went out.

It was half dark outside, and the rain was not heavy, like thin needles. It fell silently. The mist in front of me was heavy, and the concrete floor was dark and shallow.

Thinking of the place where Sang Yan usually got off, Wen Yifan walked in the direction of the uncle's house.

As soon as he walked to that alley, Wen Yifan ran into Che Xingde again. As if he had never thought of meeting her, he was stunned, and then grabbed her by the arm again, like an ambitious villain: "Oh, Frost."

"..." Wen Yifan's pain rose again, and he shook his hand hard.

"Call the police, right? You said that you called the police, and who of us would have suffered more? I have nothing to do. What are you still being told?" It may be because of being detained for a few days in the detention center, Che Xingde His eyebrows gradually became stern, "Also, I can't be blamed for this, right? You have a sassy look, and you wear short-sleeved shorts at home every day, don't you just want to hook up--"

Before he could finish speaking, Sang Yan suddenly appeared from behind Cha Xingde and was torn away by his hand.

With extreme hostility on his face, he punched Che Xingde hard in the face. Then, Sang Yan pressed his knee to his stomach, as if he was irrational and extremely powerful.

There was a loud crash.

Che Xingde had no room to fight back and he was beaten to beg for mercy.

Wen Yifan came back to his senses. She didn't want Sang Yan to get involved with these things, and she didn't want him to go over and pull his wrist immediately because he got into trouble and walk in the other direction.

Sang Yan followed her: "Who is that person."

Wen Yifan didn't look back: "I don't know."

The two continued to move forward.

Sang Yan said again: "Are you okay?"

Wen Yifan hummed softly.

"Wen Shuangjiang, if you are so late in the future, don't come down early." Because of the man just now, Sang Yan couldn't help but said, "I will go directly to your downstairs to find you."

Wen Yifan did not speak.

"Are you busy during this time?" Sang Yan paused for two seconds after noticing that there was something wrong with her. "I have been unable to contact you. What happened?"

"No, my phone is broken." Wen Yifan raised the umbrella to help him cover the rain. "Why are you here?"

"Ah." Sang Yan took the umbrella in her hand and said naturally, "Didn't we say that before, I will come over when the admission result comes out."

"..."

Before they knew it, the two walked into that alley.

There was no one in it, and the street lights were dim, and a few small flying ants could faintly fly by. The sound of rain was rustling, and it seemed to bring some coolness in this hot summer.

It may be that the man just affected her mood. Sang Yan said more than usual: "My admission result is out, Nanda Software Engineering. Your grades are a little lower than mine, but your major should be enough. Have……"

Wen Yifan looked at the boy in front of him, as if he had listened to him, and as if he hadn't heard a word.

Che Xingde's words echoed back and forth in his mind.

――"This is a shame and shame, you know?"

Think of it again and again.

Bitch.

Skank.

These words.

Wen Yifan couldn't remember how he felt at that time.

I just remember that she didn't mind letting anyone know about the incident at the time, even if others spread it.

But she didn't want Sang Yan to know.

Don't even think about it.

She didn't want to show any flaws.

He didn't know how to explain, he wouldn't have the slightest doubt.

She can only think of using cruel words to crush him.

Wen Yifan didn't want Sang Yan to be like now.

It takes time to run so far, just to see her.

This is the mistake she committed.

For whatever reason.

In the final analysis, she just forgot.

There is no need for Sang Yan to bear it.

People like her cannot stand his treatment.

They should have broken off earlier.

They should be over when she told him on the phone to stop bothering herself last time.

It should be long ago, it's over.

Wen Yifan interrupted him suddenly: "Sang Yan."

"Ok?"

"I didn't report to Nanda."

Hearing this, Sang Yan's eyes stopped. As if he didn't understand her, after a few seconds, he raised his lips and smiled: "You are kidding me."

Wen Yifan's tone was serious: "No."

"..."

Observing Wen Yifan's expression, Sang Yan realized that she was telling the truth after a long time. The smile on his face gradually faded, and after a while he asked, "What did you report?"

Wen Yifan said truthfully: "Yida."

"why."

"..."

Sang Yan stared at her, his Adam's apple slid slowly, and his tone was a bit difficult: "Why did you report to Yida."

Wen Yifan forced himself to look at him. At that moment, she couldn't think of other reasons for her change of choice, so she hurled a reason: "I made an appointment with someone else."

"Then what about me." Sang Yan seemed to feel absurd and looked at her, "Do you have nothing to tell me?"

Wen Yifan pursed his lips and said nothing.

The alley was too quiet.

Sang Yan looked at her in silence, as if waiting for her reply. After a while, he gently closed his eyes, and for the first time used his address to separate the two of them: "Wen Yifan, am I your spare tire?"

"You can think that way," Wen Yifan raised his head, only feeling that the boy in front of him was extremely clean, and he shouldn't mix with people like her at all. "The admission result has also come out. It's good for you to stay in Nanwu. of."

"If you don't want to, you can tell me directly." Sang Yan's voice was very soft, "There is no need to use this method."

"Then I'll just say it directly, Sang Yan, I just hate it very much," Wen Yifan said calmly, "I don't like that you keep coming to Beiyu to find me, and it's annoying to come out to meet you every time."

"..."

"Beiyu is close to Nanwu, so I can go to a place farther away, okay?" Wen Yifan said everything without blinking, "I will be in Yihe in the future, I hope you will not be like now Come find me."

That's probably the cruelest thing Wen Yifan has said to others since he grew up.

She never thought that the object would be Sang Yan.

Sang Yan's eyelashes and hair tips were stained with drops of water, and his shirt was mostly wet. His eyes were dark, no emotions could be seen, and his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

I don't know it was the sound of water droplets coming from there.

Click.

It was like the sound of tears falling.

I do not know how long it has been.

Sang Yan seemed to have guessed something and pulled the corners of her lips: "So during this period, you won't reply to me because of this?"

Wen Yifan: "Yeah."

"Wen Yifan." Sang Yan called to her last, and her apple slid again, as if restraining her emotions. He slowly lowered his head, and said mockingly, "I'm not that bad either."

Wen Yifan's throat felt astringent, and he looked away and stopped looking at him.

A few seconds passed.

As if to maintain the final decent, Sang Yan still smiled: "Don't worry, I won't pester you again."

After that, neither of them spoke.

As usual, Sang Yan continued to send her downstairs. He handed the umbrella back to Wen Yifan's hand, seeming to want to say something, but said nothing. He looked at her with a very soft voice: "I'm leaving."

Wen Yifan hummed.

He took a few steps.

Looking back again: "Goodbye."

After speaking, Sang Yan turned around and walked in the direction of the alley.

His back is thin and tall, and his spine is straight when he walks, as if he has never been bent for anyone.

Never looked back.

Just like the boy who stood by the drinking fountain and arrogantly called her "school girl".

Wen Yifan stood quietly on the spot, watching him come here from another city expectantly, but left her vision with such a posture.

In a daze, Wen Yifan had an illusion.

The rain seemed to have brought invisible power, hitting him bit by bit, and also extinguished the pride in his bones inch by inch.

She stared at the umbrella in her hand and took a step forward uncontrollably.

Then, Wen Yifan saw him completely disappear in the rain curtain.

In that one, it was long and dark as an alley with no end.

Wen Yifan stopped, his eyes gradually reddened, and he said softly, "Goodbye."

Goodbye.

My dear boy.

Hope your life goes well.

I also hope that you never meet someone like me again.

Since then.

It was still the young man who was vigorous and proud and dazzling.

Wen Yifan took the luggage and got off the plane.

According to the location Sang Yan said on the phone, Wen Yifan found her at the exit. She became nervous at this moment and walked over: "Why are you at the airport?"

Sang Yan took the luggage in her hand and said casually: "I was going to go back."

"..."

"Let's go." Sang Yan walked forward, "Go find a hotel first."

Wen Yifan followed, staring at his free hand, and hesitantly reached out to hold it.

Sang Yan turned his head to look at her and held her hand back.

"I overturned the trunk of the car yesterday and saw that you didn't take your luggage," Wen Yifan licked his lips and explained in a low voice, "My director just granted me a three-day holiday, so I will come over and give you clothes by the way bring here."

Sang Yan said softly.

After the two left the airport.

Sang Yan realized that some time ago, it had begun to rain slightly. He paused and looked at Wen Yifan: "You wait here, I will buy an umbrella inside."

Wen Yifan nodded.

She stared at Sang Yan's back, and after a while she looked back.

Afterwards, Wen Yifan looked at the scattered rain outside. Before long, she noticed that someone was wearing a black T-shirt, tall and thin, ignoring the rain and walking directly in the direction of the airport bus.

Thinking back to that memory again, Wen Yifan looked in a trance, subconsciously wanting to follow.

The next moment, Sang Yan pulled her back from behind: "Where are you going?"

Wen Yifan returned to his mind and looked at him.

Sang Yan frowned: "Tell you to wait for me here."

Wen Yifan looked dull and called him: "Sang Yan."

Sang Yan: "What?"

"I'm sorry," Wen Yifan looked at him, and after so many years, he mentioned the things of the year again, "I should have given you the umbrella at that time."

Sang Yan didn't react: "What?"

The belated regrets got into her bones, Wen Yifan lowered his head, endured the tremor and finished speaking.

"...I shouldn't have let you go back in the rain."