Wen Yan returned home, and as expected, her sister was at home.

Wen Yue exclaimed when she saw her looking like a disabled person.

Wen Yan had already thought of a rhetoric, saying that he had accidentally fallen at the gate of the airport and had already gone to the hospital to deal with it.

"You always tell me to be careful, I hit this and that and ......fell twice in three days," Wen Yue still remembered the suspicious redness and swelling on her sister's face a while ago, and she couldn't help but wonder if her sister was going to be an agent.

Wen Yan laughed: "The little girl also teased me." ”

Wen Yue pursed her lips, she was not ridiculing, she was sad.

"It's fine, don't think about it. Wen Yan didn't comfort people, touched her head, and changed the topic, "Are you still used to it at school?"

Originally, she was supposed to be a junior now, but Wen Yue took a year off from school, so she is still a sophomore now.

Wen Yue snorted: "I'm quite used to it." ”

"I'll pick you up from school next Saturday and we'll ...... Go see Daddy. Wen Yan looked at the date on her phone, and her heart began to ache.

September 9, the day of her father's death.

She will never forget that day.

Eight years ago, on September 9, she was making coffee in a small bungalow in Medellín, and the sun was shining outside the window, and the room was full of aromas. But a transatlantic phone call broke all the beauty of that moment.

The caller was her mother, who was crying so much that she almost broke down.

Wen Yan's father left in an accident.

The ground coffee in her hand spilled all over the ground, and she was stunned for several minutes before she came to her senses, and hurriedly booked the nearest ticket for the day to return home.

She didn't have time to say goodbye to the boy in person, so she called him in a hurry at the airport.

After returning home, the family was in shambles.

A sick mother, a young sister, and an endless stream of people coming to the door to collect debts.

Within a few months, my mother was gone, and Wen Yan's world almost collapsed.

The happy family she had so hard to have fell apart in just a few months.

Every year on her father's death day, her mood is particularly heavy.

may be because Wen Yue was still young at the time, she seemed to be more able to accept this impermanence than Wen Yan.

"Sister, Mom never blamed you, and neither did I. Wen Yue looked at her sister's gloomy expression, and her tone revealed a maturity that is rarely seen in her life.

Wen Yan smiled reluctantly: "I know...... It's late, you go to bed. ”

Wen Yue was a little worried, but didn't say anything more and went back to the room.

Wen Yan returned to the room and lay directly on the bed, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.

She always wondered if she had been at home that day, would everything have been different? She had heard her parents mention the Tang family's affairs, and when there was a problem with the bank loan, she also reminded her father that it would not be the Tang family's ghost. Dad has always been pure and good-hearted, and he always thinks too much of people. He also smiled and comforted her, telling her not to think too much.

But it was so coincidental that the bank loan could not be approved, and the suppliers immediately got the news, canceled the previous repayment agreement, and demanded immediate repayment.

It was not enough for Dad to repay all the cash in the family, and finally he was forced to sell the company and promised the supplier that he would pay off the balance within a year, and the original account period was one year.

But they didn't agree, so they blocked him to the construction site, and finally an accident happened.

But whether it was an accident or not, no one can tell.

Until the beginning of this year, Sheng Yu suddenly gave her a recording file.

At this point, the truth is revealed.

But what's the use, my parents are gone. If she had been at home at the time, she would have prevented her father from going to the construction site, and what happened later would not have happened.

Life is never an if.

Every time she thought of the events of that year, her heart felt a dull pain, and that feeling of guilt and pain tormented her for many years, because she had the opportunity to return to China early, but she postponed the date of returning to China for the sake of her children's personal affairs.

She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, forcibly suppressing the pain in her heart, the next thing will only get harder, she has to plan what is next.

*

A week passed quickly.

On Saturday, Wen Yan went to school to pick up Wen Yue, and the two of them bought bouquets at a nearby flower shop and went to the cemetery.

The weather was not very good, it was gloomy, the cemetery was deserted, and there were no people to worship.

Wen Yan wears a black dress, her face is plain, and she does not apply powder.

After standing in the cemetery for a while, the wind gradually rose, Wen Yan gave Wen Yue the car keys and asked her to go back to the car first, so as not to catch a cold due to the wind.

Wen Yue took the car keys and went out first, Wen Yan sat next to the cemetery, his fingers touching the cold and hard stone tablet.

In the photo in the middle of the stele, a handsome middle-aged man smiled slightly, his eyebrows gentle.

"Dad, let me tell you one thing, Xiaoyue's heart surgery was successful, and she can go to school normally. Wen Yan looked at the person in the photo and smiled slightly, "I will take care of her, you and your mother don't have to worry." ”

She stared at the person in the photo for a while, but her eyes became more and more sore, and the mist gradually condensed, blurring her vision.

"Dad, I'm sorry. Her voice choked, and two lines of tears spilled out of her eyes.

There was a sound of footsteps next to her, she thought it was Wen Yue, and hurriedly wiped her face.

After calming down, she turned around and was about to speak, but when she saw the face of the visitor, her voice stopped abruptly.

Why is he here?

The person who came was Xiao He, the day after tomorrow was his mother's death day, he was going on a business trip on Monday, so he came over in advance, he just finished worshipping and wanted to go back, but he didn't expect to meet Wen Yan, and he saw her crying.

In his impression, he had seen this woman in all her faces, but he had never seen her shed tears.

At this time, seeing her pale face and red eyes, he felt inexplicably panicked in his heart.

"It's such a coincidence that Mr. Xiao also came to worship his relatives?" Wen Yan quickly came back to his senses, looked at him and smiled slightly, and regained his confident and calm appearance.

Xiao He narrowed his eyes, did not answer, his gaze fell on her elbow, and then glanced at her knee again.

The wound had scabbed over, and the dark scar was glaring on her fair skin.

He frowned unconsciously.

Sensing her gaze, he looked at him with a warm smile: "It seems that Miss Tang and I don't agree, and we will hang the lottery as soon as we meet." ”

This is really talking nonsense.

Why did Tang Xin do it, Wen Yan and Xiao He knew each other.

"Ask for yourself. Xiao He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said this.

Wen Yan felt angry and funny, this man had skimmed himself so cleanly, he really didn't admit it when he lifted his pants.

"People, you have to endure some hardship, and only when you suffer hardship can you become a master. Wen Yan didn't care, and took a step closer to him, the distance between the two people was only a stone's throw away, she looked at him with a smile, "The next time I meet Miss Tang, Mr. Xiao will have to protect me." ”

Next time?

It's a pun intended.

Xiao He didn't answer her question directly: "Don't provoke her." ”

It didn't sound like he was talking to Tang Xin, but it seemed like he wanted to protect her.

Wen Yan was surprised by her abrupt conjecture, and she smiled self-deprecatingly: "Mr. Xiao is so partial to Miss Tang." ”

Xiao He's eyes were gloomy, but he didn't open his mouth to explain. He gave her a deep look, then turned to leave the cemetery.

Wen Yan looked at his distant figure, and his heart was sour.

Wen Yue will have activities in the school club tomorrow, and she will go back to participate in the activities.

After dinner in the evening, Wen Yan drove her back to school, didn't stay long, and prepared to go back after sending people off.

As soon as she turned around, a figure flew out in front of her and hit the front of her car.

Damn, this porcelain is too unprofessional.

Wen Yan was shocked in his heart, frowning and watching the changes.

To her surprise, the man who fell to the ground stood up on his own.

The man frowned and patted the clothes on his body, and after patting the clothes, as if he had just remembered his "crash" behavior just now, he smiled embarrassedly at Wen Yan in the driver's seat.

Wen Yan sat calmly in the driver's seat, but when she saw the person's face, her face changed instantly, and her eyes widened.

The boy saw that she looked like a ghost and thought he had scared someone, so he went over and knocked on her car window.

Wen Yan lowered the window and looked at him blankly.

"Hey, young lady, are you alright?" the boy looked at her with a smile.

At this moment, Wen Yan really thought that he had gone back in time, eight years ago.

How can it be so like?

"Hey?" the boy saw that she was still stunned, and he also began to be a little worried, and waved his hand at her, "Are you okay?"

Wen Yan came back to his senses and blinked slightly embarrassedly: "It's okay, you...... Didn't get hurt, did you?"

"No, I'm sorry, I was avoiding a bike and I accidentally hit it...... It's not touching porcelain. He explained with a smile, a sincere and generous smile.

Wen Yan couldn't help but look at him, which made her calm down, only to find that the boy in front of her only had facial features very similar to that person, but his temperament was not like that at all.

Wen Yan waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

The boy raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Then I'll go." ”

Wen Yan nodded.

Seeing the boy's figure walk farther and farther away from the rearview mirror, Wen Yan withdrew his gaze.

She smiled bitterly, and her heart was sour.

She thought she had forgotten the past, but it turned out that she had never forgotten.

Seeing someone who was almost exactly the same as him at the beginning, she realized that that time had already been engraved into her bones, which is why she was so at a loss.

However, no matter how much he looks, it is not him after all, not the person he once was.

In a panic, she suddenly didn't want to go home, so she casually drove the car to a nearby bar, and after parking, ordered several cocktails.

Sweet and sour cocktail, but she only tasted sour.

She has never been an alcoholic, let alone indulged her desires, but maybe it was really in a bad mood that she was easy to get drunk, and after only three drinks, she felt that her vision began to blur, and the people in front of her began to ghost.

Although she has no makeup today, her foundation is originally beautiful, and her black dress makes her temperament quite mysterious, which naturally attracts the attention of many men.

A middle-aged man sat next to her and wanted to talk to her, but he didn't want to talk to him.

When the man saw that she seemed to be drunk, he had evil thoughts, and his hands began to put his hands on her shoulders dishonestly.

Wen Yan wasn't drunk, she just felt a little tired, and as soon as the man touched her shoulder, she immediately patted her away: "Get out." ”

The middle-aged man couldn't get over his face, and he also lost his temper, and he was about to reach out to grab her arm, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The middle-aged man turned his head angrily and found that it was a young boy.

The boy had a light smile on his face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Big brother, what's wrong with my girlfriend?" he said in a slow tone.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on the middle-aged man's face, it turned out that this was someone's boyfriend, but the man's pitiful self-esteem did not allow him to show weakness, and he scolded hatefully: ", I have a boyfriend and come out to make a fuss!"

The boy originally had a smile on his face, but when he heard this, the smile gradually faded from his face, and he grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and suddenly broke it hard, and the man immediately howled.

"Damn, you're looking for death!" the man snapped into action, throwing a punch with his other free hand and swinging it into the boy's face.

The boy seemed to have expected his movements, and blocked the man's fist with great speed, and then his hand suddenly broke back with force, and the next moment, the man's arm was broken by him on his back.

The boy grabbed the man by the back of the neck and pressed his face against the bar.

The man struggled desperately, scolding and swearing, but to no avail, unable to break free from the boy's shackles.

The boy waited for him to scold enough before he spoke slowly: "Apologize to this young lady, and I will let you go." ”

The man was aggrieved and angry, but at this moment, he was controlled by others, and he could only submit if he was unwilling.

Wen Yan looked at all this happening in front of her in a daze, and when she saw that the man was suppressed on the table, she hadn't reacted yet.

You can't blame her for her slow reactions, it all happened in a minute, and she was still drunk.

She listened to the man's reluctant apology, and for a while, oh.

The boy couldn't help but laugh when he heard her voice.

He let go of the man's neck and glanced at him faintly, meaning, don't get out of here.

The middle-aged man snorted hatefully and walked away angrily and cowardly.

Wen Yan looked at the boy's face, her clear eyes were round, she opened her mouth slightly, looked at the boy's bright smile, and after a while, she said sneeringly: "You, your skills are quite good." She paused before continuing, "What a coincidence. ”

The person in front of her was the boy who threw himself in front of her car in the evening.

The boy smiled: "Yes, what a coincidence, why is the young lady drinking alone and in a bad mood?"

Wen Yan looked at the bright smile on his face, and felt quite melancholy.

"Well, sort of. She replied vaguely.

"Broken love?" he raised an eyebrow, his eyes playful.

Wen Yan shook his head.

"Well, what else do you want to drink, I invite you. The boy shrugged, he wasn't that gossipy.

Wen Yan still shook her head, she was almost drunk and couldn't drink anymore.

"Mike, give me a cup of Irish coffee. He snapped his fingers at the bartender.

Hearing the Irish coffee, Wen Yan suddenly looked up at him, and her heart began to beat wildly involuntarily.

"You, like Irish coffee?" she said with difficulty.

He shrugged: "To be honest, I don't really like it. ”

"Then why are you still ordering?"

"My brother likes it, and he doesn't like my Irish coffee here, so I have to ask Mike to try it more. ”

"Your brother?"

"Well, he used to study at Columbia, and he was used to drinking good local coffee, and he always disliked the bad coffee I used here, and you said, Irish coffee is a cocktail and not pure coffee, is he very picky?" he complained with a smile.

It's Columbia again, it's Irish coffee again, and Wen Yan's heart is pounding.

"Quite picky indeed," she answered him sneeringly, and was silent for a moment before asking tentatively, "What's your name?"

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Xiao Yi, Xiao of Shengxiao, elegant Yi. ”

Wen Yan's brain thumped.

She knows that the Xiao family has three brothers, but the outside world only knows the eldest Xiao Yan and the second Xiao He, as for the third, the Xiao family has never disclosed his name and photo, so no one has ever known what the third child of the Xiao family looks like.

She had a vague guess in her mind, but she didn't dare to be sure.

"The surname Xiao is quite rare in Jianning," Wen Yan continued to probe, "I remember that the chairman of Yuncheng Group is surnamed Xiao, should you be ......?"

She deliberately didn't finish, her eyes locked on him.

Xiao Yi blinked and laughed: "My sister's imagination is so rich. ”

didn't admit it, didn't deny it, but his intuition told Wen Yan that he was Xiao He's younger brother.

No wonder the two look so alike.

"By the way, I haven't asked the name of the young lady yet?" he changed the subject naturally.

From his words and deeds, it can be seen that this is a boy with a good family background, and he has a casual and sunny temperament, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Introduce yourself generously and mention your profession and work.

"Coincidentally, my brother also studied architecture. Xiao Yi was surprised.

At this time, Wen Yan was basically sure that he was Xiao He's younger brother.

She thought that he was walking in the direction of Jianning University in the afternoon, so she asked, "Are you a student of Jianning University?"

"Well, junior. He said.

"Art students?" she asked.

"Ha," he smiled, unable to hide his surprise, "you know this, how do you see it?"

He has the temperament of an art student, but Wen Yan didn't want to tell him, so he said casually: "Guess casually, really guess right?"

He nodded: "Oil painting major." ”

"Oh, I only studied Chinese painting when I was a child, and my dad was very good at Chinese painting. Wen Yan remembered some things when she was a child.

"My brother is also very good at oil painting. He continued.

Wen Yan looked at his expression of refusal to admit defeat, and suddenly laughed: "Are you a brother control, three sentences will not leave your brother." ”

"Huh?" he scratched his head embarrassedly, "My brother is very good, he painted oil paintings when he was a student can sell for hundreds of thousands of dollars, he was one of the best graduates of Columbia University that year, and later went on to study the MBA program at Harvard University." ”

"Do you envy him?" asked Wen Yan.

She thought his answer was yes, but she didn't expect him to shake his head: "I respect him and admire him, but to be honest, I don't envy him." He has too many responsibilities on him, his father's, his mother's, and I always feel that he is not happy in life. ”

Wen Yan lowered her eyes and didn't speak, and after a while, she asked slowly, "What about you, what kind of life do you want to live?"

"Freedom. He replied very firmly, and then smiled, "This is what our post-00s are most pursuing, in fact, I don't think it's a matter of age, but a belief in my heart." Rousseau said, 'Man is born free, but he is always in chains.' There is no absolute freedom, there are no absolute shackles, it is just a matter of personal choice. ”

After listening to him, Wen Yan suddenly felt that there was some kind of unclear emotion fluctuating in his heart.

She couldn't help but sigh that today's children really have their own ideas, and some people may say that they have no world, and they don't know that all the helplessness in the world is out of the way, but it is precisely because of the world that their words seem innocent.

"Eh, it's so strange, how did I tell you so much. He smiled a little shyly.

Wen Yan smiled slightly, and teased herself: "Maybe it's because I look like a good person." ”

Xiao Yi was about to say something, but his phone suddenly rang.

A little surprised to see the call, he smiled apologetically at Wen Yan and turned around and trotted out of the bar.

So nervous, could it be a girlfriend?

Xiao Yi soon came back, he looked at Wen Yan and suddenly smiled: "Little sister, I think you are my lucky star." ”

"Huh?" Wen Yan didn't understand, why did he run out to answer a phone call, and he became his lucky star.

He just laughed, not trying to help her.

In the following time, Wen Yan looked at his watch from time to time, thinking that he was in a hurry, so he couldn't help but ask, "Are you in a hurry?"

He shook his head, "No," he paused, and suddenly smiled mysteriously, "I'll introduce someone to you later, I guess you can talk." ”

Wen Yan smiled perfunctorily, she had no interest in meeting strangers.

The mobile phone rang again, this time it was gentle, Duan Chen called.

She sighed helplessly and picked up the phone sideways.

"Why are you so noisy over there, where are you?" Duan Chen's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Young Master Duan, are you an official in the sea?" Wen Yan was speechless.

"Huh?" Duan Chen didn't understand.

"It's really wide. Wen Yan complained.

Duan Chen laughed: "You mouth, ok-ok, I was wrong." ”

will always be so strong, and he will not suffer a loss in his mouth.

Wen Yan also smiled: "At the bar." ”

"Why did you go to the bar? don't call me?" he said like an old friend.

Wen Yan smiled: "I'm ready to go home." ”

"Although I think you're lying to me, well, whoever called me is willing to be deceived by you. Do you want me to drive yourself? Do you need me to come over and be your driver?"

"No, I'll just call a substitute driver. Wen Yan listened to the mobile phone with his ears here, and he could hear Xiao Yi talking to someone with his ears over there.

"I'll hang up if it's okay," she turned around, raised her eyes and looked over, just about to say goodbye to Duan Chen, when she saw the person next to Xiao Yi, she was so surprised that she forgot to say anything.

"Wen Yan, are you still there?" Duan Chen heard that she suddenly fell silent.

"Ahh She hung up the phone in a hurry and looked at the indifferent man opposite.

"Little sister, let me introduce you," Xiao Yi looked at Wen Yan with a smile, "This is my second brother, Xiao He, who is also an architectural designer like you." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xiao He again, "Second brother, this is my friend, ...... Wen"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted, Xiao He looked at Wen Yan coldly: "Wen Yan." ”

Wen Yan didn't understand why Xiao He had a gloomy face, and there seemed to be suppressed anger in his eyes.

"Eh, you know?" said Xiao Yi in surprise.

Wen Yan opened his mouth, and just wanted to answer, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Xiao He tugged at her wrist, didn't say a word, and walked to the door.

"What are you doing, let go!" Wen Yan struggled desperately, "Did I tell you to let go and hear?!"

Xiao He turned a deaf ear, directly pulled her out of the bar, walked straight to his Cayenne, unlocked and opened the door of the back seat, directly stuffed the person in, and closed the car door hard, after that, he turned around and got into the driver's seat, locked the door, stepped on the accelerator, and the Cayenne went straight forward with a bang.

Wen Yan felt inexplicable, but he couldn't help but get nervous when he saw him like that.

"What are you doing here, where are you going to take me?!" she shouted at him.

Xiao He didn't say a word, and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate.

"Are you sick?" she cursed.

After scolding for a while, seeing that he was indifferent, she was tired herself.

After drinking, I tossed like this, and my head became even more dizzy.

She held on to the door and slowed down.

The car kept moving forward, and after about 20 minutes, the car stopped in front of a small western-style building.

He got out of the car, opened the backseat door, and pulled her out.

Wen Yan's body is soft, but her consciousness is still sober, and of course she will not be at the mercy of others.

Punching, kicking, and even biting him on the shoulder.

Xiao He was caught off guard and was bitten by her, and a sharp pain came from his shoulder.

The anger in his eyes was even worse, and he simply picked her up and walked towards the door with sharp steps.

The door opened, and with a bang, the door was closed again.

Wen Yan's head hung upside down, and her head became even more dizzy.

In a daze, she felt him go upstairs and open the door again.

The next moment, she was suddenly thrown down.

She subconsciously screamed, only to find herself thrown on the bed.

But then, someone weighed heavily on his body.

At this time, no matter how stupid she was, she understood what Xiao He wanted to do.

"What the are you in estrus?

She likes him and is raped by him, that's two different things.

"Estrus?" Xiao He pulled her two arms to the top of her head, shackled her two wrists with one hand, pinched her jaw with the other, and said in a gloomy and terrifying tone, "Who is estrus everywhere, huh?"

Wen Yan vaguely felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something, but she was very dizzy now, her logic was unclear, and she didn't understand it for a while.

In this case, only instinctive emotional catharsis remains.

"What the are you talking about?" she struggled to break free from his shackles.

At this time, the more you struggle, the more you add fuel to the fire.

Xiao He snorted coldly, as if sarcastically saying that her acting skills were good: "Isn't this what you want? I'll give it to you!"