Chapter 80

Back home, Wen Yifan took a box to pack the handmade sugar. The topic of moving has just been diverged by sang Yan's words. She wanted to talk about it again, but she didn't want to worry about it for several months.

As usual, Wen Yifan cleaned up sang Yan before returning to his room.

He didn't seem to have told his family about sonyan's injury. These days, Wen Yifan heard that he had made several phone calls with his family, and the general purpose was to let him go home for dinner.

But because of the injury on his hand, sang Yan always shirks, so that his parents seem to have a big opinion on him now.

Sang Yan didn't care about it.

It seems that I have been used to this kind of treatment for a long time.

Wen Yifan guessed that he probably wanted to wait until the weather turned cold after a while and he could wear a coat to cover the wound before going back. She sat on the bed and flipped through her cell phone.

When he noticed Zhao Yuandong's news, Wen Yifan thought of what sang Yan told Zheng Kejia today.

She ordered in.

I just glanced at the latest news.

Jiang, can mom see you? 】

Wen Yifan stares at her for a long time, clicks on her picture and stops for a few seconds at the delete key. Finally, she sighed, still did not press down, back out again.

Her mind emptied, thinking of a lot of miscellaneous things, and soon returned to tonight.

Before entering the elevator, sang Yan's last words.

"I volunteered."

Wen Yifan blinked his eyes, and that little bit of bad mood was replaced by this man. The corners of her lips curled up, she pulled the pillow, held it in her arms, and rolled on the bed.

The next day, Wen Yifan accompanied sang Yan to the hospital for dressing change. He recovered well from the injury. The wound was well aligned and there was no redness or swelling. The doctor asked him to come back for another week to see the situation before deciding whether to remove the stitches.

Wen Yifan estimated the time, which happened to be her birthday.

It's still Saturday, but this time Wen Yifan hasn't got a rest day and has to go to work. However, the reporter's working hours are very flexible. She got up early that day and went to the hospital with Sang Yan. After removing the line, she went back to work safely.

In the afternoon, Wen Yifan made an appointment with a witness.

The location was about a cafe near the witness's home.

After the interview, Wen Yifan said thanks to the other party. After waiting for someone to leave, she faced the computer, stroked the next train of thought and began to write. Just heard the phone ring, she picked it up and lit it.

It's from sonyan.

Sang Yan: [where]

Wen Yifan directly sent him a location.

Sang Yan: [off work? 】

Wen Yifan: [well, I'll go home when I finish writing. 】

sang Yan: [I'm here to pick you up. 】

Wen Yifan made a good reply and continued to write. When she finished typing the last word, she checked it and sent it to the editor. She breathed a sigh of relief, packed up and went out.

Just out of the coffee shop, Wen Yifan ran into a woman about her height.

Wen Yifan subconsciously apologized and tried to walk around her. When she went on, she caught her arm.

A familiar voice came to my ear.

“… "Come on

Wen Yifan raised his eyes and instantly faced Zhao Yuandong, looking haggard. She looked a little sluggish. She never thought that she could meet Zhao Yuandong in such a big place as Nanwu. Zhao Yuandong's appearance is more cramped than before: "do you come here to meet your friends?"

Wen Yifan laughed and said simply, "no, work."

"Uncle Zheng and I have just had dinner nearby." compared with the last time we met, Zhao Yuandong seems to have lost a lot of weight, and her cheeks are sunken. "Now he's going back to work overtime. I'll take this road home."

Wen Yifan nodded and didn't know what to say.

When she was thinking about what reason she should find to leave, Zhao Yuandong made a voice again, imploring: "ah Jiang, today is your birthday. Shall we have a talk? "

They froze for a moment outside the store.

Wen Yifan agreed, his voice was very light: "I have something to do in a moment, maybe I can't talk for long."

Zhao Yuandong said, "Mom won't take up too much of your time."

The place where we can talk recently is the cafe where Wen Yifan just came out. This time, she chose a place close to the glass wall in the shop, listening to Zhao Yuandong's words, while staring at the road outside.

Over the years, there has been very little communication between the two mothers and daughters.

Relationships are more embarrassing than strangers.

After several greetings, Zhao Yuandong carefully cut into the theme.

"Ah Jiang, do you know about your great aunt and her brother?"

Wen Yifan made a sound.

"Yes, you do news..." Zhao Yuandong reluctantly smile, "I did not think this car Xingde is such a person, originally thought he was just no ability, did not expect to do such a thing."Pick up in front of the cup, Wen Yifan sipped.

There was a long silence on the table.

Zhao Yuandong's last voice trembled. It seemed that she had held it for a long time before she summoned up the courage to ask: "ah Jiang, at that time, he didn't do anything to you..."

Wen Yifan looked at her in silence. After a while, he said, "how should I answer this question?"

Zhao Yuandong was so ashamed that she couldn't speak.

Wen Yifan said in a light voice: "it has been a long time."

"I..." Zhao Yuandong's eyes were red and her voice became choked. "It's mom. I'm sorry for you I didn't care much about you at that time. I thought nothing would happen with your uncle. I did something wrong... "

Wen Yifan listened quietly.

Zhaoyuandong don't wipe away tears: "mom don't expect your forgiveness, just want to see you once in a while, OK?"

Looking at her guilty and painful appearance, Wen Yifan did not answer immediately. She dropped her eyelashes, pulled the corners of her lips, and said slowly, "in fact, I didn't feel so sad about how my uncle's family treated me."

“……”

"Because I don't think it's their duty to support me." Wen Yifan's voice was calm. "They really don't have to be nice to me."

Zhao Yuandong moved her lips.

Before the words came out, Wen Yifan pressed his lips hard and said, "but you, you make me feel very uncomfortable."

“……”

"It makes me very suspicious all the time." Wen Yifan murmured, "why, why."

Why on earth.

My mother loves other people's children more than me.

What's wrong with me.

If I did something wrong.

I'm not good enough.

I'm not worth being loved at all.

"Why should I love my mother the most in the world?" Wen Yifan stared at the woman in front of him. His eyes were a little red and his words began to pick up uncontrollably. "He didn't love me at all."

“……” Zhao Yuandong, still in tears, immediately denied, "no, it's because..."

Her words stop here.

There's no more explanation.

What else could it be?

"I know." Wen Yifan collected his emotion and soon recovered his self-confidence. "It doesn't matter. You have a new family. It's time to think more about yourself. "

“……”

"I should have known that when you sent me to grandma's house." Wen Yifan was amused, "you have not listened to me many times, ignored me many times for the sake of your new family, and still chose to cover your eyes when I asked you for help."

Wen Yifan repeated: "I should understand."

Zhao Yuandong only lowered her head, as if to the extreme of guilt, felt that she did not even have the qualification to shed tears.

Wen Yifan's thoughts are floating, and he doesn't speak any more. She looked at the thin and haggard woman in front of her. In a trance, she couldn't help thinking of things many years ago.

Before entering Nanwu No.1 middle school, Wen Yifan knew that Wen Liangzhe was ill and had to undergo surgery. But at that time, Wen Liangzhe told her that it was just a minor illness, and it would be OK to take good care of her body.

Wen Yifan has always believed anything Wen Liangzhe said.

I also remember that after that, Wen Liangzhe did still maintain his former gentle and spiritual appearance.

Wen Yifan didn't think too much.

After entering senior one, because Wen Liangzhe's working place moved to another city, Wen Yifan obviously had less time to see him. But she often gets calls from her father and has no doubt about it.

I just miss him very much. Every time I call, I urge him to go home quickly.

I didn't notice that his voice was getting weaker.

At that time, everyone thought she was young.

Everyone kept it from her that Wen Liangzhe was ill.

Wen Yifan went to see Wen Liangzhe for the last time. He seems to be completely at ease, eyebrows are full of guilt and pain, difficult to say to her: "Dad's frost to grow up."

"Be happy every day as you are now."

"Take good care of your mother. You are the only one she can rely on."

Wen Yifan, with tears in his eyes, answers the questions one by one. She didn't hear if Wen Liangzhe told Zhao Yuandong anything, but she could guess that it should be similar.

Zhao Yuandong should take good care of their only daughter.

You're the only one she depends on.

That night.

Wen Liangzhe died.

After that, less than three months passed.

One time when he came home from school, Wen Yifan was taken by Zhao Yuandong to meet his stepfather Zheng Huayuan. She could not accept it at that time, and felt extremely absurd and ridiculous.

Wen Yifan doesn't mind Zhao Yuandong remarrying.

But it shouldn't have been three months since Wen Liangzhe died.Zhao Yuandong explained to her that because Wen Liangzhe had been ill for a long time, she had been in great pain. And Zheng Huayuan has been helping her, has been pacifying her mood.

In the end, because Wen Yifan did not soften his attitude, Zhao Yuandong said, "I'm pregnant."

“……”

After a long silence.

Wen Yifan asked her, "did you cheat?"

Zhao Yuandong cried and denied.

They said that their relationship began to develop after Wen Liangzhe died. She can't do things that I'm sorry for Wen Liangzhe. She just feels very tired and can't hold on without any more support.

In the end, Wen Yifan had to compromise.

She has no way to insist that everyone should spend so much time in memory of Wen Liangzhe, just like her.

Later, Zhao Yuandong did not keep the child. She fell down and miscarried.

So everything goes on.

On the day when he saw sang Yan for the last time in Beiyu, Wen Yifan suddenly didn't want to stay in this place any more. She went back to Chen Xi's home and asked her to help with the admission notice. After that, she took the high-speed railway back to Nanwu.

Wen Yifan knows that Zhao Yuandong came to Beiyu after the incident came out.

But Wen Yifan didn't want to see her.

After arriving in Nanwu, Wen Yifan returned to the Zheng family according to his impression. She only asked Zhao Yuandong for the money left by Wen Liangzhe, and finally mechanically said, "I will keep in touch with you."

Because dad wants me to take good care of you.

"The only requirement," Wen said, "is that you can't give my contact information to the wenliangxian family."

They did that to me.

Even if you are not on my side, you should consider my emotions.

Zhao Yuandong agreed.

But after returning to Nanwu, Wen Yifan went to Zheng's home for the first time and saw Che Yanqin. Zhao Yuandong, however, doesn't seem to take what she said to heart. She still feels that Che Yanqin is a "benefactor" who has taken care of Wen Yifan for many years.

……

Interrupted by the movement of the waiter's drink, Wen Yifan recovered and casually asked, "why did Zheng Kejia ask me to go back to you? Did you tell her? "

Zhao Yuandong wiped her tears with a paper towel, and her expression was gloomy: "she..."

“……”

"Your stepfather is out there." After a while, Zhao Yuandong grinned bitterly and finished saying, "after several quarrels, he told me that he would not make it again. Jiajia may want you to come and accompany me. "

Hearing this, Wen Yifan stopped: "it's enough for her to accompany you."

Zhao Yuandong lowered her head and said in a disappointed tone: "after all, they are the father and daughter. She still helps her father..."

It's like history repeats itself.

What happened to Wen Yifan at that time also made Zhao Yuandong experience a lot.

None of them is the Party firmly chosen.

Wen Yifan didn't say anything about this and didn't want to interfere in Zhao Yuandong's life. She noticed the time of her mobile phone and laughed: "during this time, I have been thinking about how to deal with our relationship. I haven't deleted your contact information all the time. I'm always worried that something will happen to you. I don't know what to do here. "

After all, unlike other people, they are closely related to each other and are extremely difficult to give up.

Wen Yifan said with self mockery: "but I seem to want too much - after all, you have been indifferent to me in those years. I'm still here. "

“……”

"Because I haven't talked to you all the time, I always feel a stone pressing on me." "But after meeting today, I will delete all your contact information," Wen said

Wen Yifan's pupil color is light, but it doesn't appear soft at all. His gentle voice is a bit cruel: "I hope you can think that your daughter was killed by Che Xingde that night."

Zhao Yuandong's face turned white.

Along the glass, at this time, Wen Yifan saw sang Yan's figure. He was wearing short sleeve trousers and looked around as if looking for a place. I still have a mobile phone in my hand. After tapping the fingertip on the screen twice, I stick it to my ear.

Wen Yifan fixed his eyes. After a few seconds, the mobile phone on the desk rang as she expected.

She picked it up.

Sang Yan said directly: "still writing?"

Wen Yifan carried the bag and said frankly, "it's finished."

"All right." While saying this, sang Yan also looked over and ran into her sight along the transparent glass. He raised his eyebrows a little, and said, "don't you come out yet? What are you waiting for

Wen Yifan good spleen airway: "right away."

It seems that he found a man sitting opposite Wen Yifan. Sang Yan asked, "who are you dating?"

Wen Yifan said with a smile, "I'll go out and tell you."

Noticing her sight, Zhao Yuandong also looked in the direction of Sang Yan. She suddenly understood something, and she cried and asked, "ah Jiang, is that your boyfriend? Can mom see him? "Wen Yifan got up and stared at her face: "you should have seen him."

In those two parents.

Zhao Yuandong did not understand her words: "what?"

Wen Yifan shook his head: "no, it's not necessary."

“……”

"Anyway, I hope you'll have a good time." Wen Yifan did not say more, directly ended the dialogue, "I will live my life."

Walking out of the cafe, Wen Yifan trots over and pours into sang Yan's arms.

Sang Yan habitually hugged her and stabilized her body. He raised his head and looked at the direction of Zhao Yuandong's head. The meaning of chagang was very strong: "who do you see?"

Wen Yifan said honestly, "my mother."

"But," Wen added, "it won't be in the future."

“……”

During this period of time, when she talked about it occasionally, sang Yan also heard her talk about things at home one after another. He could probably understand her mood, and he didn't ask any more questions. Go back for your birthday. "

Wen Yifan was led forward by him: "Sang Yan."

"Well?"

"Can I tell you my birthday wish now?"

"Let's go back," Sang Yan said. "Isn't there no cake?"

"But you're not enough." Wen Yifan said sincerely, "cake will not help me realize my wish."

“……”

Wen Yifan added: "I want to say it now."

Sang yanpiantou, compromise quickly: "OK, you say."

Wen Yifan was embarrassed to say it directly. He mentioned some other things at random first, and then slowly cut into the theme: "this summer is still very long, and it's still so hot when the frost falls."

Sang Yan: "hmm?"

Because he previously reminded her to make good wishes this year.

"Sang Yan, if next summer is still so long --" Wen Yifan thought of several euphemistic expressions in his mind, but he was afraid that he could not understand them. Finally, he decided to put it bluntly, "you can propose to me."

“……”

With these words, Wen Yifan is also a little nervous, forced to pretend calm and asked: "OK?"

Sang Yan was stunned for a while, as if she had never thought that she would speak so blatantly. He lowered his head and laughed for a long time. His shoulders trembled. After a long time, he said, "OK."

Wen Yifan relaxed.

The next moment, sang Yan said: "no more?"

Wen Yifan nodded, and felt that he had mentioned it. He no longer said a few words, which was a bit of a loss: "can there be any more?"

Sang Yanxiao: "yes."

"Then I hope," out of caution, Wen Yifan added, "that next summer will be longer."