Forbidden

The dim light fell on Cheng Suran's face, casting a layer of soft warm light on her whole body, and her creamy skin seemed to be covered with glaze.The warmth in her palm flowed upstream, along her arms, and flowed into Jiang Yu's heart continuously.

She can always soothe all her emotions easily.

Jiang Yu looked straight into those eyes, and her boiling heart fell silent. Suddenly, she turned her face away, pulled out her hand, and stood up tremblingly while supporting the bed.

"Where are you going?" Cheng Suran followed suit.

"do not move."

"?"

"Just sit here, don't turn around, I have something to say to you. A lot of words..." Jiang Yu's voice was low and hoarse, and her head was hot from the smell of alcohol. She grabbed a rabbit doll and hugged it in her arms. He walked to the window one step at a time, covering his face.

In an instant, Cheng Suran understood what Jiang Yu meant.

——She didn't want to be seen tearing her wounds.

Jiang Yu's every movement, every look, and every word seemed to have a telepathic connection with her. She knew what she was thinking and thought about what she was thinking.

Cheng Suran obediently turned her back and sat down on the bed.

Fingertips caressed the carpet pile nervously.

The air is like stagnant water.

After waiting for a long time, she still didn't hear the person behind her, Cheng Suran felt more and more uneasy, just when she was about to turn around, Jiang Yu finally said, "Actually, my original name is Jiang Wanyin..."

It used to start with the name.

Her drunken voice was a little lazy, and it sounded like she was telling someone else's story.

Behind Cheng Suran's invisible back, Jiang Yu buried his face under the furry neck of the rabbit doll, only breathing a little air.Every word she said was like stabbing herself, but she felt no pain.

From birth to growing up, from escaping to retirement, the little things that happened in tens of thousands of days and nights have already flashed back and forth in her mind many times.

She was probably really numb.

But to another person, none of this is imaginable.

Cheng Suran turned her back to Jiang Yu, and her fingers dug deeply into the carpet. When she heard the part about the college entrance examination, her body couldn't help shaking, and the surge of anger overwhelmed her reason.

"Why is she?!"

Cheng Suran suddenly got up and turned around, screaming, "Why?"

She deeply understood that the college entrance examination was the only chance for them to go out and start again for them who were poor and helpless at that time.She was also almost sent to a vocational high school by her aunt, and she knelt all night to be spared, but Jiang Yu just lost the chance.

That kind of hatred, that kind of unwillingness, she felt the same way.

If it was her, she would die with them, and if she wanted to go to hell, she would go to hell together.

Rapid breathing was accompanied by intense chest heaving. Cheng Suran looked at Jiang Yu who was hiding behind the rabbit, and his heart felt like a knife for a moment. Only then did he realize that he was impulsive. He hurriedly carried his back and sat down.

Tears splashed down on her clothes, and she bit her lip to restrain her crying.

So, she asked her graduation school, she didn't answer, so, she would faint in the dark room with fear, so, she worked hard to climb up and abandoned the love that she didn't understand, but deep in her heart so longing again...

It was such a person who grew up in the dark and walked through the thorny jungle, even though he was full of hostility, he still left a soft place in his heart, and all the remaining precious softness was given to her.

Although clumsy and childish at times.

She thought of Jiang Yu's many good things.

Recalling that Jiang Yu once asked her if she was bad, she said that she was not bad at all.Compared with the so-called "bad", what is branded in her heart is more good.

[So in my heart, you are not bad at all. ]

[You are a good sister. ]

The voice behind stopped, and in the quiet space there was only the suppressed breath of each other. Cheng Suran raised his hand to wipe away his tears, took a light breath, and tried his best to make his voice sound calm: "What happened later?"

"later……"

Jiang Yu paused slightly, speaking with a nasal tone.

Later, she came to Jiangcheng to work, served dishes in restaurants, and worked on assembly lines in factories, and she was confused every day.If she hadn't seen the promotion of the model competition by accident and wanted the 3000 yuan bonus, maybe she was still running around and tired, worrying about the next meal.

The modeling industry is not easy to mix, those with superior conditions, those with rich families, and those with professional backgrounds are all better than her.It's just that some people give up halfway, some people are trapped in comfort and happiness, and there are fewer and fewer people walking along the way.

And she was lucky to meet a noble man.

Speaking of career, Jiang Yu slowly removed the rabbit doll, looked up at the window, his eyes were brighter than the stars in the night sky.

With confidence, her voice became more stable, proud, proud, and no one could hurt her.

Cheng Suran listened quietly, her mind calmed down, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up in joy... Suddenly she realized something, and her smile collapsed instantly.

What about the proud and confident Jiang Yu?Five years ago, five years later, how did people become different?

The Jiang Yu she saw now was humble and fragile, with only vicissitudes and bitterness in his eyes, and even his smile was so blunt and deliberate, like a puppet without a soul.Being humble for her, because of her fragility, suddenly all the joys, sorrows and joys surround her.

Is this what she wants to see?

Is she tormenting her and herself invisibly...

The voice stopped again, and when Cheng Suran came back to her senses, an unknown amount of time had passed. She held her breath and sat quietly, not daring to turn her head, fearing that she would once again impulsively break Jiang Yu's self-esteem.

—— tuk tuk tuk

There was a knock on the door.

The quiet atmosphere was broken, Cheng Suran got up, turned his back to Jiang Yu, and asked, "Can you open the door?"

"Yes." Jiang Yu replied softly.

Cheng Suran opened the door, and Xiao Zhou stood outside, holding a tray in his hand with a small bowl still steaming, "Mr. Cheng, this is fruit tea for sobering up."

"Okay, thank you, go and rest." She took the tray and closed the door with her foot, but hesitated the moment she wanted to turn around.

"Jiang Yu..."

She hesitated.

There was a slight sound from behind, the muffled sound of footsteps on the carpet, Jiang Yu silently walked to her side, took the tray, went back to the dressing table and sat down.

Cheng Suran gritted his teeth and turned around.

Jiang Yu sat on the stool, scooped up the brown-yellow tea with a spoon and blew it into his mouth, making a gurgling sound from his throat.She drank it spoonful after spoonful, her long hair covered half of her face, only the tip of her nose was exposed, and she couldn't see her expression.

Cheng Suran let out a sigh of relief.

After a while, after finishing drinking, she took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, stood up on the edge of the table, "I'm going to take a shower."

The footsteps are still a little shaken.

"Don't wash it up," Cheng Suran hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "If you're so drunk, what should you do if you fall?"

A smell of alcohol came to the nostrils, mixed with the light fragrance of iris, which was indescribably weird.

"Use the bathtub." Jiang Yu said calmly, pushing her away without any trace.

"..."

Cheng Suran couldn't help it, so he had to accompany her to get her pajamas, followed her into the bathroom to drain the water, and held the coat and sweater she had taken off for her. She couldn't look at her any more, so she withdrew.

She carried out the tray and bowls, moved a chair and sat by the bathroom door to wait.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yu came out in a nightgown, exuding a faint fragrance of shower gel. When she saw Cheng Suran, she froze for a moment, her eyes still showing a little drunkenness.

"Go back to your room and sleep." Cheng Suran got up and took her arm.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, avoiding that gaze, and let her help him back to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed, covered the quilt and lay down.

Cheng Suran turned off a wall lamp, and the indoor light became much darker in an instant. The shadow was projected on the wall, blurring a large area of ​​gloom, and there was still a hazy tranquility.

She silently watched Jiang Yu with her eyes closed.

Is it time to go?

"Jiang Yu..."

Cheng Suran called softly.

Jiang Yu's eyelashes trembled, but instead of opening his eyes, they closed them tighter.

"Then... I'll be leaving first. Get a good night's sleep and remember to drink some honey water when you get up tomorrow." Cheng Suran leaned close to her ear with a gentle tone. After speaking, he took a last look at her and stood up.

The moment he turned around, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Startled, she turned her face hesitantly, and met Jiang Yu's bewitched eyes.

"I didn't want you to sympathize with me, feel sorry for me... I don't care about these." Jiang Yu's lips moved, and his voice became hoarse again.

Cheng Suran: "I know."

The two looked at each other deeply.

Jiang Yu exerted more force on his hand and held it tighter. It took a long time before he whispered two words: "Don't go..."

"Okay." Cheng Suran agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Yu smiled.

The effect of alcohol made her dizzy, her upper and lower eyelids were fighting, she couldn't stand it anymore, she fell into a deep sleep after a while, and loosened Cheng Suran's hand tightly...

Cheng Suran sat quietly for a while, put her hands back under the quilt, took out her mobile phone and sent Wen Ruoxian a WeChat message.

[Ruoxian, something happened to my friend, I will stay with her at night, I won't go back, you should go to bed early. ]

Sent it out and received a reply soon,

String: [Okay, good night. ]

She put away her phone, looked at Jiang Yu who was sleeping soundly, and got up to wash up.

Today came suddenly, without bringing anything, Cheng Suran asked the nanny for guest toiletries and new pajamas, took a shower, and hurried back to the room.

Jiang Yu slept soundly and breathed steadily. One person occupied the center of the bed, but the bed was big enough for another person to sleep.

Cheng Suran crawled into bed lightly, turned off the light and lay down.

In the darkness, she rolled over and hugged Jiang Yu, leaning against her ear, whispering: "Good night..."

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Yu felt dizzy with a headache.

Lying in a daze for a while, feeling soft and warm in her arms, she froze for a moment, seeing the magnified face in front of her, thinking she was dreaming.

Ran Ran?

how do they...

"Hmm." The man in the arms murmured, moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

Eyes collided with each other.

Cheng Suran was stunned for a moment, and quickly remembered what happened yesterday afternoon, and his eyes fell on Jiang Yu's neck, "Does your neck hurt?" It seemed as if nothing happened last night.

Jiang Yu remembered everything.

A brand-new model, a fierce younger brother, and her in a state of embarrassment...Drinking too much, getting drunk, she opened her wounds for others to see, completely exposing her ugly self.

"It doesn't hurt..." She said in a trance, let go of Cheng Suran in panic, and turned her back.

"Go back."

Cheng Suran: "?"

Jiang Yu pulled the quilt over his head and curled himself up.

"..."

Looking at the arched silhouette in front of him, Cheng Suran's heart twitched, and he suddenly understood her emotions at the moment.It was probably because she talked too much after being drunk yesterday, and it was difficult to accept that her darkest side was exposed like this. She cared about her opinion and how she looked in her heart, so she felt uneasy.

Jiang Yu has always been shrouded in deep anxiety.

How could she know her so well.

Since last night, she actually understood everything, didn't she?

With a dull pain in his chest, Cheng Suran took a light breath, buried his head under the quilt, and hugged Jiang Yu from behind, "Do you want me to go?"

The body under the bent arms trembled.

"Jiang Yu, speak."

"..."

"Don't worry, even if you don't answer, I won't leave." She tightened her arms and tightly wrapped her arms around the thin waist.

"I won't scare you with aggressive tactics."

Jiang Yu closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, but his body slowly relaxed and stretched out.

"Do you remember that before, you encouraged me and told me to keep going forward, don't look back... We are the same, your unspeakable wound is also my shameful pain. Now I also tell you, keep walking , don't look back, I'll be with you..." Cheng Suran's throat was choked, and he buried his face against her thin back, holding back tears until he trembled.

Jiang Yu grabbed the hand on his waist, and the hot liquid slipped silently from the corner of his eyes.

Feeling the warm moisture on her back, the temperature seeped into the pores through the thin material, and gradually spread, she suddenly turned over and looked at Cheng Suran with tears in her eyes.

She always thought that Ranran hated herself to the core, but when she heard the voice of "sister" in her dream, she realized that Ranran had never really let go of her and still loved her all these years.But at this moment, she felt more and more unworthy.

"Of course..." she cried out.

Cheng Suran held her hand tightly, "Yes."

Jiang Yu's lips moved, wanting to say "Actually, you deserve better than me", but she couldn't say anything when she got to her mouth, she was afraid, afraid that she would disappoint this burning and sincere heart again, and also reluctant.

I can't bear to let the person I love deeply find another tender place.

Of course it's hers.

"Ran Ran……"

"Yes, I am."

"Forgive me, okay?"

"not good."

Jiang Yu's breathing was stagnant.

"I never blamed you, there is no one who forgives or not." Cheng Suran choked his nasal voice, and burst into tears from laughter.

Jiang Yu let out a breath slowly, and then laughed.

Still wanting to say something, a series of rings rang, Cheng Suran grabbed the phone sideways, let go of Jiang Yu's hand while answering the phone, sat up, and wiped away tears.

"Well, okay, okay, I'll be there later."

She answered several times and hung up.

"Are you busy?" Jiang Yu lifted the quilt and got up.

"Well," Cheng Suran nodded, "A client came to the company today, and I'll be there after nine o'clock." She stuffed the mobile phone with 20.00% battery power into her bag and got out of bed.

Jiang Yu followed, "I'll get you a toothbrush towel."

"Auntie took it for me yesterday."

"Not that one."

"?"

Cheng Suran followed Jiang Yu into the bathroom, watched her take out a beautifully wrapped box from under the sink cabinet, and opened it like a gift.

A complete set of towels from dortault.

The electric toothbrush and ceramic cups at the bottom are couple models used by Jiang Yu, one red and one blue, with symmetrical patterns.There are other scattered toiletries, all in pairs.

"This is a special item prepared for you." Jiang Yu squinted and smiled, taking out everything one by one.

Cheng Suran raised his eyebrows in surprise, "When did you prepare?"

"September."

"What are you... preparing these for? I don't live here..."

"No matter what, as long as I have a share, you have a share. And, just in case, isn't this useful?" Jiang Yu's red eyes showed a trace of tenderness.

Cheng Suran's heart trembled, his cheeks felt slightly hot, and he whispered: "Then, don't I want to prepare a set for you at home?"

Jiang Yu froze for a moment, and then remembered Wen Ruoxian who was so close to her, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly.She shook her head slightly, "No, it's not convenient for you to live with your friends, and...you are much closer than me, so how can I bother you?"

A strong sour smell floated in the air.

Cheng Suran didn't realize it, "Oh, that's fine."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Really don't prepare for her?

Cheng Suran skillfully turned on the hot water, blocked the drain of the sink, picked up the towel and put it in, rubbed it, and picked up the facial cleanser used by Jiang Yu next to him, not polite at all.

"Ran Ran……"

Jiang Yu hugged her from behind, rubbed his cheek against her ear, and saw her raise her head, and her innocent little face was reflected in the mirror.

Sleepy eyes, messy hair, smooth and delicate skin, fine fluff can almost be seen at close range.

"Can I kiss you?"