Forbidden

In the late summer of that year, Jiang Yu changed her name for herself, and with the five hundred yuan she had secretly saved, she fled her suffocating home on the grounds of going out to work.

At that time, in [-], there was no high-speed rail in China, and the plane was a high-end means of transportation for the rich. For Jiang Yu, who was poor and white, the only way to travel from a small county in the south to a big city in the east was to take a green train.

A hard seat ticket is more than half cheaper than a sleeper ticket, so she chose the former without hesitation, wandering around for [-] hours, and it passed after a bit of patience.

Like a bird out of the cage, she is full of freshness and curiosity about the free world outside, and she doesn't find it hard. Although a person would be afraid, she is more yearning for a free life in her heart.

The long train only stopped at the platform for 5 minutes, and there were many people entering and exiting the station. Jiang Yu hugged her backpack tightly and followed the flow of people, looking for the compartment while walking. people.

Two grown men and a little girl.

The little girl looked five or six years old, white and clean, but very thin, with two braids and a brand-new floral skirt, dressed up from head to toe.

And the two men beside her looked around, looking around, looking very vigilant and sneaky.

Everyone around was in a hurry, but they seemed abnormal.

Jiang Yu looked at the little girl twice, and thought she was very cute. Then he saw the man in blue handing the package to the man in black. After the latter took it, he patted the little girl on the shoulder and said something. , turned and walked away.

She didn't think much, she looked away, and continued to walk towards the carriage number she was in.

There are still 3 minutes before the train starts.

After finding the carriage, Jiang Yu was about to go up when a child's cry suddenly came to her ears. When she turned her head, she saw the man in blue dragging the little girl, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"You child, why are you crying without buying snacks? Come home with Dad!" He scolded and looked up at the surroundings.

The little girl cried and sat on the ground, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Passengers entering and leaving the station all looked sideways, but no one stopped, thinking it was someone else's chores.

The little girl was not as strong as an adult man, and was dragged away, crying heartbreakingly, pitiful and helpless.At that moment, Jiang Yu somehow thought of himself.

The six-year-old herself was dragged away by her grandmother in the same way.

Because she was young and didn't have enough resistance, the anger and humiliation of being controlled and oppressed had been branded in her heart for many years, which was deeply unforgettable, so she was so eager to grow up and have power.

"Hey—" Jiang Yu rushed forward with a fever in his head, "Let her go!"

With a height of nearly 1.8 meters, she was slightly taller than that man, and she also had a cold face that no one should enter.

The man stepped back defensively and stared at her; "Who are you? It's none of your business to educate my daughter, crazy!"

"She's not your daughter! Just now a man in black handed her over to you and ran away. I saw it!"

"You... you little girl, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Human traffickers are being arrested! Children are being trafficked!" Jiang Yu rushed over and grabbed the man's arm, shouting loudly.

The sound alarmed the patrolling marshals in front, three or four people ran towards this side, and the surrounding passengers also slowed down, the man suddenly panicked, pushed her away, turned around and ran, and quickly rushed into the exit corridor , disappeared into the crowd in a short while.

"Woooo..." The little girl sat down on the ground.

Jiang Yu hurriedly helped her up, took out a tissue, wiped away her tears, and asked gently, "Little friend, where is your father?"

"Daddy's gone..." she said sobbingly.

Several marshals ran over and asked about the situation. Jiang Yu comforted the girl while explaining that he couldn't catch up with the traffickers right now, but he could go to the little girl's father, so he must not have gone far.

"Good boy, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay..." She hugged the girl's thin body and comforted her softly.

Thin little arms wrapped around her neck naturally, and there was a unique milky scent on children.

Pure enough to make people feel at ease.

The policemen decided to go to the surveillance to look for the family members. At this time, the train blew a long flute and was about to start. There were only a few people left on the platform. Jiang Yu let go of his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Little friend, my sister is about to get in the car. You follow the police uncle and let them take you to find your father, okay? Here, this little rabbit is for you, let it play with you."

She took out the rabbit she embroidered by herself from her pocket, and put it on the girl's small palm.

The little girl twitched her nose, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you sister..."

One second before the door of the carriage closed, Jiang Yu rushed in in time, and then the train started to move slowly.She stood by the door and looked at the platform through the closed window. The small figure followed behind the marshal holding a white dumpling, looking back as she walked.

Until we can no longer see each other...

The journey was tiring, Jiang Yu didn't worry about it anymore, and after a few days in Jiangcheng, he completely forgot about it.

……

Memories flooded in like a flood, Jiang Yu was lost in thought while holding the little white rabbit, his lips trembling non-stop.

I didn't expect to see this rabbit again after more than ten years.

She thought she had forgotten forever.

The rabbit is small, the white line on her body is slightly yellowed, her ears are a bit dirty, her initials "J" are embroidered with black thread under her neck, which represents her, because she is a rabbit.

Is that little girl—

Her eyelashes trembled, and she looked at Cheng Suran in disbelief.

"It seems that someone gave it to me when I was a child..." Cheng Suran stared at the rabbit and said uncertainly.

Jiang Yu asked: "Who sent it, do you still have any impression?"

Cheng Suran shook her head slightly: "I don't remember." She noticed that Jiang Yu's expression was a little strange, as if he was very interested in this rabbit, "Sister, do you like it? Then I'll give it to you."

"Then do you remember riding the train when you were a child? About five or six years old?" Jiang Yu asked without answering, grabbing her shoulders with both hands.

Even if she didn't get an accurate answer, she still had a guess in her heart. The girl who was almost sold by her father on the platform of the train station in her hometown 14 years ago might be Cheng Suran.Apart from age, this rabbit is the best proof——

There was such a delicate fate between them.

Similar life experiences met each other at a certain point in the past, and after that, there was a vast sea of ​​people, time flies, and they met again by accident, but they did not expect it to be in such a shameful way.

In the dark, everything seems to be doomed.

Cheng Suran was startled, shrunk his shoulders, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said: "I think I sat there when I was very young, but I don't remember the exact age, and I had a dream before..."

In the dream, there was a green leather train, a platform, and her father. The rest of the pictures were blurry, but deep in my memory, there was always a very gentle voice.

Reality or dream, a bit unclear.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, she was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes to look directly at Jiang Yu, and murmured: "Sister, could it be that you gave me this rabbit?"

The two stared at each other silently.

The bedroom was quiet, the bright lights from the ceiling shone down, and the light and shadow were sparse, covering each other's stiff bodies.In the silence, it seemed that something was fermenting and then boiling.

After a while, Jiang Yu nodded slightly.

Cheng Suran opened his mouth slightly, only to hear the beating of his heart becoming more and more intense. He didn't know whether it was joy or nervousness.

On the night of the first official meeting, she only felt familiar when she looked at this face, like someone far away in a dream, with spirit but invisible.Later, when she found out Jiang Yu's identity and confirmed that she had met him on the TV network, she was still at a loss for a while.

In fact, it is more than that.

Not only did she meet Jiang Yu on TV, she also met Jiang Yu a long, long time ago. Although she has lost her memory, the feeling of familiarity is deeply rooted in her soul.

Does this mean that they are destined by fate?

"I met you when I was young, right? But... I don't remember, I don't have any impression, sister, please tell me what's going on..." Cheng Suran urgently grabbed Jiang Yu's hand.

Jiang Yu's face darkened, and he withdrew his hand as if shocked, avoiding her gaze.

At that time Cheng Suran was young, it's normal not to remember, but she did.And once this memory is spoken out, it means that they have a deeper bond since then, and can no longer maintain a purely money transaction relationship.

Everything goes sour and out of control.

In an instant she was sober.

No.

"Sister? What's the matter? Tell me, okay?" Cheng Suran threw herself into her arms and acted like a baby.

Jiang Yu coughed lightly, turned his face away, and said in a calm tone: "I don't really remember the specific situation, it was probably when I came to Jiangcheng by train, and saw a little girl crying on the platform, so I gave this rabbit to her. her."

"and then?"

"Then she stopped crying and I got in the car too, and we haven't seen each other since."

"Then do you remember why I was crying?" Cheng Suran held her face.

Jiang Yu frowned and struggled twice, "I don't remember."

"Which platform did you get on the train from? Did you see me on the platform, or did you see me on the platform in Jiangcheng?" Cheng Suran asked, as if she had sensed something through her avoiding eyes, and was unwilling to let go.

"Can not remember."

"Sister, this is the fate between us, isn't it?"

"Well, it's quite a coincidence, well, go take a shower and sleep." Jiang Yu pushed the girl away, without raising his eyelids, got up and went around to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.

run away.

The little rabbit rolled off the bed.

Cheng Suran bent down to pick it up, held it in the palm of his hand, turned his head, and saw that Jiang Yu had already lay down, with his back facing him, only half of his head with disheveled hair was exposed.

Her intuition told her that her sister was not telling the truth.

At least not telling all.

why?

If it was really an insignificant matter, why couldn't she tell the truth?If you don't care, why escape?The person who had always been calm and calm in front of her panicked like this, with all his emotions showing on his face, how could she not think too much.

But if Jiang Yu didn't say anything, she couldn't pry her mouth open.

She hated herself for not remembering anything.

It's like being hung in mid-air by an invisible rope, unable to go up to the sky or down to the ground, like a cat's claws scratching in my heart, unwilling but helpless.

At this moment, she suddenly had the urge to confess, to say everything regardless.But courage is short-lived. She opened her mouth, but before she could escape, she retracted cowardly.

She seemed to be challenging her limits.

I can't bear it any longer...

Sitting quietly for a long time, Cheng Suran silently put away the little rabbit and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

The sound of pattering water was like a rainstorm.

Jiang Yu lay on his side on the bed, his brain was buzzing, and he felt dizzy due to congestion and swelling.

The matter is within her control and is safe. She knows that Cheng Suran dare not, as long as she doesn't say it out loud, they are still the purest money transaction relationship, and she can still feel at ease.

She closed her eyes tightly, pinched her palm tightly with her fingers, pressed against her chest, and exhaled a long breath.

In the unknown corner of her heart, a little bit of joy and joy bloomed quietly...

……

Two days before the business trip was the weekend, the company organized a dinner party and booked a villa in a villa in the suburbs to hold a party, which can be regarded as an annual meeting.

Every employee attending the party can bring a relative or friend, so everyone who has a partner brings a partner, and those who don’t bring a friend. Except for the models who have to go out to work that day, the group is lively and lively.

Jiang Yu took Cheng Suran with him.

In the land of mountains and rivers in winter, the trees have lost all their leaves and are bare, making it look a bit bleak and desolate. There are several small buildings scattered in the villa, which can accommodate hundreds of people.

Several cars arrived at the villa one after another, and everyone went to the assigned room.

"Of course, put the things here first, I'll go out for a while." Jiang Yu pushed the suitcase to the wall, turned and left again.

Cheng Suran said yes in a low voice, knelt down to open his suitcase, and slowly packed his things.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

—— tuk tuk tuk

"?"

Back so soon?Still knocking?

Cheng Suran stood up, but before she could take a step, the door was slowly pushed open, and a tall, thin and slender figure appeared in her line of sight, but it was not a familiar person.

"Hey, only the little sister is here—" Bai Lu stepped into the room and closed the door behind her back.

Cheng Suran was slightly stunned, and for some reason felt guilty, and raised the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Are you looking for my sister?"

"elder sister?"

Bai Lu raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, glanced around the room, returned to Cheng Suran, said with a bit of sarcasm, "Shouldn't it be the benefactor?"