In fact, Wen Yifan couldn't remember many things in the past.
Wen Yifan rarely deliberately tried to recall. But as long as she thought about it, she could remember every scene and every detail of Sang Yan's memories clearly.
She also remembered that moment.
She clearly felt that her heart stopped for half a beat.
…
Zhong Siqiao was still talking in front of her, "I was in the same class with Cui Jingyu, and I heard her talking about Sang Yan every day. So, the people in our class who didn't know Sang Yan knew all about him because of her. "
Wen Yifan listened quietly, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
"Hey, why didn't you answer my question just now! Anyway, it's been so long, let's just have a casual chat. " Zhong Siqiao returned to the original topic and half-joked, "I'm not saying that I like him. Do I like him? I just have feelings for him. "
"…"
"If you don't say it, then I'll take it as a yes."
This time, Wen Yifan finally spoke and said seriously, "Yes."
"Can I take it as a yes?" Hearing this answer, Zhong Siqiao was stunned, "Really?"
Wen Yifan laughed, "Why do you have such a reaction?"
"Did you really like Sang Yan before?"
"Yes."
Zhong Siqiao was really shocked. In her impression, Wen Yifan had always been indifferent to everything, as if she didn't care about anything, "Then, do you still like him now?"
Wen Yifan smiled, "You said it yourself, how long has it been?"
"Aren't you two sharing a house?" Zhong Siqiao was emotional, "You see each other every day! Both of you used to have feelings for each other! What if they rekindle their feelings! "
"…" Mentioning this, Wen Yifan said softly, "They won't."
"Huh?"
"He's moving out soon."
Zhong Siqiao casually said, "So, you mean you won't be able to control yourself if he stays a little longer?"
"…"
Even as an outsider, she felt a little regretful, so she asked again, "Then why weren't you with him at that time?"
Wen Yifan didn't answer.
"Because you transferred to another school and moved away?" Zhong Siqiao guessed, "So you two didn't contact each other anymore?"
"No."
"Then why?"
There was silence.
Coincidentally, the noodles they ordered arrived. Wen Yifan passed her a pair of chopsticks. She lowered her eyes and didn't answer his question. She suddenly said, "I don't know if other people will be like me."
"Hmm?"
"My university roommate once told me that I'm too indifferent to emotions." Wen Yifan said, "We used to have a good relationship, but I rarely took the initiative to contact them. For example, after graduation, I stopped contacting them directly. Because of this, they feel very sad. They feel that I have no feelings for them at all. "
Wen Yifan blinked and said, "Actually, I admit that."
Zhong Siqiao's lips moved, but no words came out.
"It's not that I don't care, it's just that I'm too lazy to maintain these relationships." Wen Yifan took a bite of noodles and said softly, "As for Xiang Lang, we haven't contacted each other as much after he went abroad. I don't feel particularly sad about this."
"…"
"I think it is," Wen Yifan said, "very natural."
"That's right," said Zhong Siqiao. "You don't have to worry about what other people say."
"I know this is my problem. To put it bluntly, I'm quite inhumane?" Wen Yifan smiled and went back to the original topic. "At that time, my feeling towards Sang Yan was that I thought he was that kind of person …"
She paused for a few seconds. She felt that this was a little pretentious, but she still said it seriously.
"He should be loved passionately by others."
There was no special example.
At least, he should be like Cui Jingyu when she was young.
She didn't hide her love and was full of joy just for him. When she talked to him, even her eyes were bright, vivid and beautiful to the extreme.
"So, it can't be someone like me." Wen Yifan was silent for a while.
"Why do you belittle yourself like this? You're so good-looking, and you have a good temper." Zhong Siqiao frowned and didn't agree with her thinking. "He might like someone with your personality."
Wen Yifan was quiet for a while and changed the topic. "I saw my aunt again some time ago."
Zhong Siqiao asked, "When?"
Wen Yifan replied, "Two weeks ago."
Because Wen Yifan didn't take the initiative to mention her unhappy things, Zhong Siqiao didn't know how she was doing at her uncle's house. She only knew that she didn't seem to be very happy.
So Zhong Siqiao didn't know what to say at this moment.
"When I first moved to my uncle's house." Wen Yifan moved her chopsticks but didn't eat it immediately. She continued, "One night, I accidentally heard my aunt say something."
"What?"
"At that time, my cousin was in the third year of high school. At night, my aunt would often stew soup for him to drink to nourish his body." Speaking of this, Wen Yifan smiled. "Then one time, I heard my cousin say, 'I don't want to drink it, let Ah Jiang drink it'."
"…"
"My aunt said," Wen Yifan whispered, "Shuangjiang doesn't need to drink such a good soup."
Zhong Siqiao paused and immediately got angry. "Fuck, is your aunt sick?"
Wen Yifan's tone was very flat. "I just thought it was funny at that time, so I didn't take it too seriously."
"…"
Wen Yifan didn't like to argue with others since she was a child.
When she heard this, she really felt that it was inexplicably funny. Because before that, she lived a life of being the center of attention at home. She was doted on by her family in every possible way. In terms of food, drink, and clothes, her parents tried their best to give her the best.
She had never heard such words before.
"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 her own thoughts." A burden that everyone was pushing away. "
"…"
"Indeed, there was no need to give me things that were too good."
"Dian Dian," Zhong Siqiao sighed and reached out to touch her head. "Don't mind those words."
"Actually, when I think about it now, I still don't think that sentence is right." Wen Yifan said, "But when I saw those dresses that cost a few hundred yuan and small cakes that cost dozens of yuan, I hesitated for a long time and didn't buy them for myself."
"…"
This idea seemed to have grown from a weak bud to a deep-rooted tree over time.
Little by little, she was instilling one thing in her mind.
She didn't deserve to have the best things.
Of course, she didn't have the right to have the best things.
Including that dazzling young man.
"It's not that I can't afford it." Wen Yifan smiled. "It's just that I always feel that such expensive things, such expensive dresses, and such expensive cosmetics … It seems a little wasteful to use them on me."
Zhong Siqiao looked at her in silence and suddenly felt very sad.
Compared to the past, Wen Yifan didn't seem to have changed much.
But in fact, there was a big difference in her bones.
"Don't listen to your aunt's stupid words. There's a hole in her brain. I'm really f * cking speechless." Zhong Siqiao stopped talking about such an unhappy topic and changed the topic. "Let's talk about men."
"…"
"What about Sang Yan? Are you sure that he doesn't like you anymore?" Zhong Siqiao said, "Isn't it strange now that you think about it? With that kind of character of his, and he doesn't lack money, why would he rent a house with someone else? "
Wen Yifan said gently, "I'm quite sure."
Zhong Siqiao asked, "Why?"
"Because I'm not good to him. There was a time when my character was a little sharp. "Wen Yifan pursed her lips and was a little absent-minded." Sang Yan is the only one who treats me well — "
"But the person I hurt."
She felt guilty and apologetic.
She also knew that he wouldn't allow it.
Many times, someone had trampled on his pride.
Wen Yifan remembered very clearly that the second time her teacher misunderstood that she was in a puppy love with Sang Yan, she had already moved to her uncle's house.
At that time, although the teacher informed Zhao Yuandong, because Zhao Yuandong didn't have time, he still entrusted this matter to her uncle, Wen Liangxian. So the person who met the teacher for her was Wen Liangxian.
That day happened to be Friday afternoon.
After the parents of both sides finished talking, Wen Yifan was brought home by Wen Liangxian.
They didn't say a word the whole time.
Wen Yifan was nervous and carefully explained a lot of things. Wen Liangxian also didn't say anything. She was afraid that he would feel annoyed if she said too much, so she could only remain silent.
Until they returned to her uncle's house.
At that time, Che Yanqin was also there. Seeing her return, she suddenly said, "Shuangjiang, you're too disobedient. It's not easy for us to take care of you, finding things for your uncle to do all day. He's already busy enough with work, can't you save us some trouble? "
Wen Yifan was still standing at the entrance, her fingers a little stiff. She couldn't even move to take off her shoes. She felt that she shouldn't go in, felt that whatever she did was wrong.
At this time, Wen Liangxian also spoke, "Ah Jiang."
Wen Yifan looked up, silently waiting for the judgment.
She would never forget what he said at that time.
Tearing apart all the hypocrisy on the surface.
As if he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Uncle doesn't want to blame you, but you have to be clear — we have no obligation to raise you," Wen Liangxian's appearance was 80% similar to his father, but his eyes were a little sharper, "But we still treat you like our own daughter."
We have no obligation to raise you.
No obligation.
To raise you.
"… …"
Wen Yifan's throat choked, for a moment she couldn't say anything.
That was the first time.
They laid their cards on the table so clearly.
They clearly and tactfully used words to tell her that they didn't want her to live here.
"Your brother is now at the stage of preparing for the college entrance examination, our focus is on him. We just need you to be obedient and don't do anything out of line. "Wen Liangxian said calmly," You can't even do that? "
Wen Yifan stood in the same place, her head gradually lowered.
So low that it was like dust.
After a long time.
She whispered, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."
…
Back in the room, Wen Yifan immediately took out her mobile phone from the cabinet. She pressed the power button for a long time, her hands were shaking uncontrollably. While waiting, she felt like a long century had passed.
Wen Yifan found Zhao Yuandong's phone number and called him.
After a long time.
When Wen Yifan almost felt that the phone was going to hang up automatically, the other end picked up.
Zhao Yuandong's voice came, "Ah Jiang?"
Wen Yifan's nose turned sour, and the tears that she had been holding back immediately fell down.
Wen Yifan wanted to tell him.
I will be obedient and won't quarrel with Zhang Kejia.
I will get along well with Uncle Zheng.
So can you pick me up and take me back to your place?
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, Zhang Kejia's voice came from Zhao Yuandong's side.
Her tone immediately became anxious, and she said hurriedly, "If you have something to talk to your uncle, you must be obedient in uncle's house, don't fall in love, understand?"
After that, she hung up the phone.
Listening to the cold beeping sound on the phone, Wen Yifan put down the phone. She lowered her head, looking at the screen that was gradually going out, and her tears were still falling. She sat stiffly in the same place.
At that moment, she felt that her only support was broken.
After a long time.
The phone in her hand vibrated again.
She lowered her eyes slowly and saw the caller ID.
— Sang Yan.
Wen Yifan stared at it for a long time before picking it up.
Both sides were silent.
After a long time, Sang Yan took the initiative to say, "Have you arrived home?"
Wen Yifan softly answered.
"Were you scolded?" Sang Yan's tone seemed to be a little nervous, and his words seemed to be stuttering, "I didn't expect the teacher to call my parents for the second time for such a trivial matter. I affected you, yes …"
Wen Yifan suddenly interrupted his words, "Sang Yan."
All emotions seemed to have a premonition.
His voice stopped abruptly, and he didn't continue to speak.
That was the moment when Wen Yifan's negative emotions were the strongest.
She frantically stopped her behavior, knowing that she shouldn't say such words, especially when the young man was so apologetic.
But she couldn't control her emotions at all.
In that silent little room, Wen Yifan heard herself whispering.
"Can you stop bothering me?"
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