Now, little cane

Yan He only felt uncomfortable for a while, and his words trembled a little: "Why are we so detailed? If you have any questions, just ask me."

Wu Yixing chuckled, ate a few sushi, and put the delicious ones in Yanhe's bowl, Yanhe never refused anyone who came.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Yan He's face began to flush.

Wu Yixing saw it strangely, and said, "You look like this, I really want to bully you."

Yan He didn't answer, but pursed his lips.

Wu Yixing: "I've always wanted to ask, what exactly did Auntie tell you to make you regret before getting engaged?"

Yan He froze, put down his chopsticks, took a sip of wine, and said, "It's nothing, she said I don't love you, and you like me too much, something will happen sooner or later."

Wu Yixing: "Where did Aunt Yan find out?"

Yan He: "In her eyes, she is a painter, and she has seen too many expressions in her every move."

Wu Yixing sighed.

Said: "I was conceited at the time that you would definitely regret it, but I didn't expect it to be like this, Aunt Yan knew it all in her heart."

Yan He's eyelashes trembled: "Well, I remember you were very calm at that time."

Wu Yixing paused for a moment, then opened his mouth with a slight frown: "Fake, I just thought, if you don't look for me, no one will want me. After a few years you want to open up and know that I am good, you will turn around."

The voice lowered again: "Oh, but you have changed so many boyfriends, and you have never been jealous."

Yanhe sincerely: "I hope you are happy."

Wu Yixing looked directly at Yan He: "What about you?"

Yan He: "The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge. I always have my own way."

Wu Yixing sneered: "Really, it sounds like something you would say."

Wu Yixing: "Qi Ling has changed so much, how can you still accept him?"

Yan He opened his mouth, slowly: "Not many."

Wu Yixing stretched out his hand, touched Yanhe's forehead with his red fingertips, and said, "Don't lie to me, you called me for the first time, but told me you were going back to the United States. Let it cool down."

Yan He smiled awkwardly: "Yes, but he was with other people at the time."

Wu Yixing didn't understand: "Then what are you doing?"

Yan He: "Then we met again at a meal, and he recognized me, and then...that's it."

Wu Yixing raised his eyebrows: "Why, you still let him break up with his ex?"

Yan He shook his head: "I didn't expect things to develop like this."

Wu Yixing sneered: "It's him who is really good."

Yan He ate, Wu Yixing didn't say much, went to the bathroom halfway, the world in front of Yan He's eyes was shaking, and when he got to a quiet place, he called You Suxi: "I drank too much, otherwise Will you take me home today?"

Yousushi: "What???"

Yan He: "You, um, you heard it right, after a while, I will faint when I walk."

You Suxi: "...You too, you can."

Yousushi: "Give me an address."

Yan He: "Is WeChat location OK?"

You Suxi: "Come~ baby~"

You Suxi hung up on Yanhe, and called Qiling instead: "I'll tell you something, don't blow it up."

Qi Ling: "That depends on what you say."

You Suxi: "Yan He and Wu Yixing are having dinner, Wu Yixing must have gotten drunk, you go to the door and wait."

Qi Ling: "..."

You Suxi: "Where is the person? There is no sound..."

Qi Ling: "I'm calming down."

You Suxi: "You have to promise me that if you don't cause trouble, I will send you the location."

Qi Ling: "It's okay, send it to me, I don't hit women in front of Yan He."

You Suxi instantly thought of the scene where she pounced on Yanhe many times, relying on Yanhe.

You Suxi: "Hehe."

After sending it, You Suxi was a little uneasy on the phone, and asked: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Qi Ling's voice was cold: "I don't want to talk."

Yousushi raised her forehead and hung up the phone.

Let the parties settle it, she doesn't want to get involved.

Qi Ling took out a cigarette, walked to the balcony and lit it, and the ash was scattered in the night wind.

He sighed, and took another deep breath.

Yan He went back to the box again, bowed his head and drank a glass of wine first, covered his face with his hands, his cheeks were burning, and his throat was also hot, he had drained too much alcohol, and usually didn't even drink beer.

Yan He's mind was in a mess, and he edited each scene like a movie, always stopping at the unforgettable one or two frames.

There are many people, insignificant and vital.

He feels very uncomfortable.

Seeing that Yan He didn't look up for a long time, and she was still awake, Wu Yixing couldn't help feeling a little worried.

He tentatively asked, "You, what's wrong with you?"

Yan He lowered his hands and raised his head. The corners of his eyes were red, and there were tiny bloodshot spots on his eyeballs. His whole face seemed to be stained with rouge.

Yan He frowned slightly, but with some difficulty in raising his eyebrows, he blinked hard.

The exhaled air is hot.

Yan He looked straight at Wu Yixing, making her feel a little apprehensive.

Wu Yixing pursed his lips and was about to say something when Yan He spoke first.

"I'm sorry, Yixing, I'm sorry."

Wu Yixing was stunned by these words.

Yan He's face was clear and frank, allowing her to see through.

Wu Yixing's heart gradually cooled down a bit.

Yan He laughed at himself: "I never like to say I'm sorry, it's a bad habit that Qi Ling got used to when I was in my teens, and I haven't changed it for so many years. Sometimes I know I'm wrong, and I don't want to bow my head."

Wu Yixing lowered his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Okay."

Yan He smiled, with a grin full of white teeth, showing an unreserved gesture, Wu Yixing suddenly felt a little scared.

Yan He said: "I'm in the United States, and I've always wanted to forget Qi Ling and start over. I know I don't like you that much, but you are indeed the kind of girl I like. I... really want to give it a try, but ...

"Sorry for keeping you waiting for so many years."

Wu Yixing bit his lower lip with his upper lip, trembling a little, resisting it, and asked: "What's so good about Qiling? I met you in the United States, and I took you to see the outside world. It was me...

"It's me, I walked with you bit by bit."

Yan He's eyebrows were gentle: "It's you."

Wu Yixing burst into tears: "Then why don't you want me?"

Yan He reached out and stroked the teardrops on her cheeks, Wu Yixing closed his eyes tightly, resisting the surging tears and unwillingness, his eyelashes were wet, and his lips were pursed.

Yan He said calmly: "I don't know, I have thought about it, including the new start with Qi Ling, I am also hesitant. So many years have passed, and the changes have accumulated in every tiny detail in life. Even if they are similar, they are different after all. .

"But I wanted to be close to him, to start over.

"I can't control these...these..."

The ending was prolonged, and it took me a long time to find a suitable and appropriate expression for the next sentence.

Wu Yixing opened his eyes: "It's like I can't stop thinking about you."

"Even if I tell myself every time, this is the best way."

Yan He said with difficulty: "Yes, even if I tell myself every time, forget, this is the best way."

After the words fell, both of them were silent.

Wu Yixing bit his lip, and finally cried.

Yan He closed his eyes and repeated: "I'm sorry."

However, he also knew that he owed her this sentence of sorry.

During the three years together, they barely kissed or had too much physical contact. He wanted to give up many times, but Wu Yixing's optimism also infected him, making him believe that life can be better.

Let him believe that even without Qi Ling, he can gradually recover from his illness.

He did, indeed.

Except falling in love with this woman.

His heart stubbornly stopped in place.

After a while, Wu Yixing wiped away his tears and straightened his hair.

After calming down, he asked Yan He: "Do you want me to call Qi Ling and ask him to pick you up?"

Yan He shook his head, Wu Yixing: "Then I'll go back first, sober up before you leave."

Yanhe nodded.

Wu Yixing went to the front desk to check out, and the waiter told her that Yanhe had paid the bill.

Wu Yixing stretched out the hand holding the card in mid-air awkwardly, and when he retracted it, he began to hate this damn gentleness in his heart.

This kind of tenderness that will never be there again.

Wu Yi walked out the door, a figure leaned against the door and smoked, Wu Yixing recognized it as Qi Ling at a glance.

Qiling turned her head and saw her with a calm expression, Wu Yixing suddenly wanted to know if it was just an act.

Qi Ling: "Have you finished talking?"

Wu Yixing: "Almost."

Qi Ling nodded, and then asked: "Where is the person, drunk?"

Wu Yixing: "Drunk in the private room."

Qi Ling threw the cigarette in her hand down, crushed it, and glanced at Wu Yixing: "You go, do you need me to call you a car?"

Wu Yixing: "I thought you would be very angry."

Qi Ling smiled without any emotion: "How can you tell that I am very happy?"

Wu Yixing looked him over: "At least you are calm."

Qi Ling: "Otherwise, I won't cry, make trouble and hang myself."

Wu Yixing smiled: "That's right."

Wu Yi took a few steps: "Are you going to take the fire out on Yan He?"

Qi Ling's heart was frizzy, and she suppressed it forcefully: "Whatever happens has nothing to do with you."

Wu Yixing was also a little bit drunk, and because of that, his smile widened and his voice was a little sweet: "You probably don't know, when Yanhe was 23 years old, that's when you went to college, want to go back home.”

Qi Ling became more and more irritable in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face: "There is nothing to say about these things."

Wu Yixing still smiled: "It's not like there was something, he thought, and he also took action, but because of physical reasons, he didn't go far."

Following Wu Yixing's words, Qi Ling's heart trembled and contracted.

Remaining silent, Qi Ling lit another cigarette.

Wu Yixing approached: "Lu Xi said that he wrote a letter to your family, which included the detailed address of the treatment center. I guess, you don't know it?"

Qi Ling raised her eyes suddenly, her eyes fixed on Wu Yixing.

Wu Yixing let him look at him, with a contented smile on his face, obviously admiring his disorder.

Qiling took a deep breath: "Why should I believe..."

That day, Qi Shu hugged Yanhe and cried, "I'm sorry."

Qi Ling's next words stuck in her throat.He licked his lips.

Wu Yixing: "Your family must know, why don't you go back and ask."

Qi Ling gritted her teeth: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Wu Yixing: "I want to know what the cause is, but neither Lu Xi nor Yanhe told me, since you don't know what happened to him in the United States, why don't you tell me, let's change what we know plot."

After finishing speaking, Wu Yixing was about to leave, but just as he took a step, Qi Ling grabbed his arm and pulled him back to the original place.

Veins bulged on Qi Ling's forehead: "You speak clearly."

Wu Yixing: "It's clear enough."

Qi Ling frowned, suppressing her anger, but raised her voice slightly: "You don't want to hang on to me with weird words, what's going on with Yanhe?"

Wu Yixing was also dissatisfied with being dragged by him, and suddenly raised his hand to push him, which actually pushed Qi Ling back a step.

"Do you want me to tell me on the street how miserable he was at the beginning? When I met him, he was only 120 pounds. He would never travel during peak hours. He even had mild depression and self-harm. Do you want to hear it? , right here you want me to say out loud piece by piece?!!

"Let me tell you, how difficult it is to treat without you, and how depressed he is without you?!"

Qi Ling couldn't help taking a step back.

The hand beside him was tightly clenched.

Wu Yixing said loudly, "Do you want to hear it now?"

Qi Ling gritted her teeth.

Wu Yixing sneered: "You'd better read the letter first, and then ask me."

She turned around and walked swiftly, Qi Ling took a deep breath and covered her face with her hands.

I feel extremely uncomfortable.