Chapter 30

In fact, Wen Yifan can't remember many things before.

Wen Yifan seldom deliberately recalls. But as long as you think back, she seems to be able to remember sang Yan's memories, every scene, every detail.

Also remember that moment.

She clearly felt that her heart had stopped for half a beat.

……

Zhong Siqiao was still talking: "I was in the same class with Cui Jingyu and listened to her talking about sang Yan every day. So all the people in our class who didn't know sang Yan were because she knew all about it. "

Wen Yifan listened quietly, with a shallow curve on his lips.

"Well, why didn't you answer my question just now! Anyway, it's been such a long time. Let's have a chat. " Zhong Siqiao pulled back to the original topic, half joking, "I don't say I like it, do you like it? It's just being nice. "

“……”

"If you don't, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

This time, Wen Yifan finally made a sound and said seriously, "yes."

"Can I take it as if you are acquiescing?" Hearing this answer, Zhong Siqiao was stunned. "Is it true or not?"

Wen Yifan chuckled: "how do you react?"

"Did you really like sonyan before?"

"Well."

Zhong Siqiao is really surprised. In her impression, Wen Yifan has always been indifferent to everything, like he doesn't care about anything: "do you still like it now?"

Wen Yifan bent his lips: "you also said, how long has it been."

"Then you two rent together!" Zhong Siqiao's emotion excited up, "every day and night relative! Both sides have been interested in each other! What if the old love comes back! "

“……” Mention this, Wen Yifan says softly, "won't."

"Well?"

"He's going to move soon."

Zhong Siqiao said casually, "so you mean you can't hold him any longer?"

“……”

Even the outsider felt a little sorry and asked, "why didn't you stay with him at that time?"

Wen Yifan didn't answer.

"Because you transferred?" Jones guessed, "so you two didn't get in touch?"

"No

"Why is that?"

Silence.

Just as the noodles they ordered came up, Wen Yifan handed her a pair of chopsticks. She looked down, did not answer the question just now, suddenly said: "I don't know if other people will be like me."

"Well?"

"I've been told by my roommates that I'm too emotional." Wen Yifan said, "originally, our relationship was very good, but I seldom took the initiative to contact them. For example, I broke up with them directly after graduation. Because of this, they feel very sad and feel that I have no feelings for them at all. "

Wen Yifan blinked: "in fact, I also admit that."

Zhong Siqiao's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

"It's not that I don't care, it's just that I'm too lazy to maintain these relationships." Wen Yifan bit his face and said in a low voice, "Xiang Lang, after he went abroad, we lost contact. I didn't feel particularly sad because of this."

“……”

"I think it's all natural," Wen said

"Right." Zhong Siqiao said, "you don't care what others say."

"I know it's my problem. To put it bluntly, I'm quite impersonal?" Wen Yifan smiles and brings back the original topic, "at that time, my feeling for sang Yan was that I felt like a person like him -"

she stopped for a few seconds and felt that this was a bit affectable, but she said it seriously.

"It should be loved warmly."

There are no special examples.

At least like Cui Jingyu when he was young.

Like not to hide, full of joy are only for him, talk to him even eyes are bright, vivid and beautiful to the extreme.

"So it won't be," Wen Yifan said in silence, "people like me."

"Why do you belittle yourself so much? You are so good-looking and have a good temper." Zhong Siqiao frowned and disagreed with her idea, "people may like your character."

Wen Yifan was quiet again for a while, and he said, "I saw my great aunt again some time ago."

Zhong Siqiao said: "when?"

Wen Yifan: "just the first two weeks."

Because Wen Yifan doesn't take the initiative to mention her unhappiness, Zhong Siqiao doesn't know how she is living in her uncle's house, but she seems to be unhappy.

So now Zhong Siqiao doesn't know what to say.

"Before, I just moved to my uncle." Wen Yifan moved his chopsticks and didn't eat immediately. He continued, "one night, I overheard my great aunt say a word.""What?"

"At that time, my cousin was a junior in high school. In the evening, my eldest aunt would often stew soup for him to make him healthy." Speaking of this, Wen Yifan said with a smile, "then once, I heard my cousin say," I don't want to drink. Let's give it to ah Jiang. "

“……”

"My great aunt said," Wen Yifan whispered, "frost doesn't need to drink so good."

Zhong Siqiao a meal, immediately fire: "I fuck, your big aunt sick?"

Wen Yifan tone is very flat: "I just think this is very funny, not too much in mind."

“……”

Wen Yifan didn't like to argue with people since he was a child.

When I heard this, I really felt inexplicable and funny. Because before that, she lived a life of stars at home and was loved by her family. Her parents tried to give her the best in food, drink and clothing.

She's never heard of anything like that.

"But it was strange. Gradually, I began to listen to her words. Because at that time, I was a burden, "Wen Yifan thought about the wording, and finally said it according to his own idea," that everyone was shirking. "

“……”

"It's really unnecessary. Give me something too nice."

"A little bit," sighed jonesjo, reaching for her head. "You don't care about those words."

"In fact, I still don't think that sentence is right." "Wen Yifan said," but I saw those hundreds of Yuan skirts and dozens of Yuan cakes. I hesitated for a long time and would not buy them for myself. "

“……”

This idea seems to have changed from a weak sprout to a deep-rooted tree over time.

Bit by bit, everywhere in instilling a thing with her.

She doesn't deserve something too good.

Of course, I'm not qualified to have the best.

Including the dazzling teenager.

"It's not that I can't afford it," Wen Yifan said with a smile. "It's that I always feel that such expensive things, such expensive skirts, such expensive cosmetics It seems a little wasteful to use it on me. "

Zhong Siqiao looked at her in silence and suddenly felt very sad.

Compared with the past, Wen Yifan does not seem to have changed much.

But in fact, there is a big difference.

"Don't listen to your big aunt's stupid words. I'm speechless." Zhong Siqiao no longer mentioned such an unhappy topic, pulled back, "let's talk about men."

“……”

"What about sang Yan? Are you sure he doesn't like you?" Zhong Siqiao said, "isn't it strange to think about it now? He has such a character, and he is not short of money. If he has nothing to do, how can he find someone to rent together? "

Wen Yifan's tone was mild: "it's quite certain."

Zhong Siqiao: "why?"

"Because I'm not nice to him. I was a little sharp for a while Wen Yifan pursed his lips, a little absent-minded, "Sang Yan is the only one who is very good to me -"

"but I hurt him."

She felt guilty and sorry.

I know he won't allow it.

Some people repeatedly, his pride on the sole of the foot.

Wen Yifan remembers very clearly that the second time she was misunderstood by her teacher as having a puppy love with Sang Yan, she had moved to her uncle's house.

At that time, although the teacher informed Zhao Yuandong, because Zhao Yuandong had no time, he still entrusted the matter to his uncle Wen Liangxian. So it was Wen Liangxian who came to see the teacher for her.

It happened to be Friday afternoon.

When the parents of both sides finished talking, Wen Yifan was taken home by Wen Liangxian.

Not a word in the car.

Wen Yifan was worried all the way and carefully explained a lot, but Wen Liangxian didn't say anything. She was afraid that if she said too much, he would feel annoyed, and then he could only keep silent.

Until I get back to my uncle's house.

At that time, Che Yanqin was also there. When she came back, she said, "frost, you are too disobedient. It's not easy for us to take care of you. We find something for your uncle all day. He's busy enough with his work. Can't you save us a snack? "

Wen Yifan is still standing in the porch, his fingers are stiff. She can't even take off her shoes. She thinks she shouldn't go in. She seems to be doing something wrong.

Wen Liangxian also made a sound at this time: "ah Jiang."

Wen Yifan looked up and waited for the trial in silence.

She will never forget what he said at that time.

Tear all the hypocrisy on the surface.

It's like I can't stand it anymore.

"Uncle, I don't want to blame you, but you have to be clear - we have no obligation to support you." Wen Liangxian looks like his father, but his eyebrows are a little sharper. "But we still treat you as our own daughter."

We have no obligation to support you.No obligation.

I want to support you.

“……”

Wen Yifan choked in his throat and couldn't say anything for a moment.

It was the first time.

They played the cards so clearly.

Clearly and tactfully, tell her in words that they don't want her to live here.

"Your brother is now preparing for the college entrance examination, and our focus is on him. We just need you to be obedient and don't do anything out of line. " Wen Liangxian said calmly, "can't you do this?"

Wen Yifan stood in the same place, his head gradually lowered.

Down to the dust.

After a long time.

She whispered, "I'm sorry, I won't do it any more."

……

Back in the room, Wen Yifan immediately pulled out his mobile phone from the cabinet. Her hands are shaking uncontrollably when she presses the power on for a long time. During the waiting time, she felt like a long century had passed.

Wen Yifan finds Zhao Yuandong's phone and calls him.

After a long time.

When Wen Yifan almost felt that the phone was going to hang up automatically, he picked it up.

Zhao Yuandong's voice came: "ah Jiang?"

Wen Yifan's nose was sour, and his tears fell down immediately.

Wen Yifan wants to tell her.

I will be obedient and will not quarrel with Zheng Kejia.

I will get along well with Uncle Zheng.

So can you come and get me back to you.

Can you not let me live alone in my uncle's house.

Mom, uncle, they don't like me.

Can you take me home.

But before Wen Yifan said a word, Zheng Kejia's voice rang out at Zhao Yuandong's end.

Her tone immediately worried up, hastily said: "you have something to look for your uncle, in uncle's home to be obedient, don't puppy love, you know?"

Then he hung up.

Listening to the cold beep on the phone, Wen Yifan put down his cell phone. She looked down at the dying screen, tears still falling. She sat rigidly where she was.

At that moment, I felt that my only support was broken.

I don't know how long it took.

The mobile phone in my hand vibrates again.

She lowered her eyes slowly and saw the caller ID.

Sang Yan.

Wen Yifan stares at it for a long time before he picks it up.

There was silence on both sides.

After a long time, sang Yan took the initiative to say, "are you home?"

Wen Yifan whispered.

"Cursed?" Sang Yan's tone seemed to be a little nervous, and his words seemed to be stuttering. "I didn't expect that the teacher could call the second parents for this. I influenced you, right..."

Wen Yifan suddenly interrupted him: "Sang Yan."

All emotions seem to have omens.

His voice stopped abruptly and did not continue to speak.

It was the most negative moment for Wen Yifan.

She frantically stopped her behavior, knowing that she shouldn't have said that, when the teenager was so sorry.

But she couldn't control her emotions.

In the silent little room, Wen Yifan heard himself say something very softly.

"Can you stop bothering me?"