CHAPTER XXIX

After that meeting, the two didn't seem to have crossed paths again. But even Yan Mo herself didn't realize that from that day on, she would always subconsciously check her mobile phone. As soon as the bell rings, the heartbeat will inexplicably speed up, as if he is expecting his call, but every time it ends in loss.

Why did he ask for a phone call, but he never called, and he never sent a message. So, what is the point of him doing this?

Yan Mo looked at the phone in a daze, and time passed in a cranky thought.

In a blink of an eye, the New Year's Day holiday is approaching, and the phrase "thinking of relatives every festival" is not unreasonable, Yan Mo remembered that she had promised her mother to go home to see her more, so she dialed her mother's phone.

"Hey, is it Momo?"

"Well, it's me. Yan Mo got up, walked to the windowsill, leaned against the wall, and greeted Yan's mother: "Mom, how are you doing?"

Yan's mother replied with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'm fine." You don't have to worry. ”

The New Year's holiday is coming soon, and I'm going to come back to see you and book a ticket for tomorrow afternoon. ”

"Good, good. ”

When Yan's mother learned that her child was going home, she was speechless with excitement, but she was on the other end of the phone, nodding excitedly, regardless of whether Yan Mo could see it or not.

Finally, Yan Mo once again embarked on the journey home and returned to this familiar and unfamiliar place. Because when she walked out of the train station, she realized that everything in front of her had changed differently.

The last time Wen Jing got married, she came in a hurry, and before she had time to take a good look at the changes here, she plunged into work again. Perhaps, this time there will be time to look around, Yan Mo thought. Then he beckoned, stopped a taxi, and quickly got in.

When Yan Mo came to the familiar alley, she found that Yan's mother had been looking forward to it for a long time, her eyes couldn't help but be slightly wet, and she rushed up and hugged her: "Mom, I'm back." ”

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Mother Yan was very happy, stroked her back, and said softly: "Don't stand here stupidly, hurry up and go in, I made a few dishes you like to eat, let's wash our hands and eat." ”

"Thank you, Mom~" Yan Mo nodded with a smile, obediently ran into the house, hurriedly put down her luggage, and took a big bite after washing her hands, "It's delicious, Mom, these days outside, I really miss the food you cooked." ”

"Silly boy, eat more if it's delicious. Yan's mother smiled and kept putting vegetables into Yan Mo's bowl.

Perhaps it was her mother's food that was too delicious, so Yan Mo ate three bowls in a row before she put down the chopsticks, touched her stomach, and said with a happy face: "So full, so satisfied." ”

"When you're full, go and rest, it's time to get tired after so long a journey. ”

"Eun, thank you, Mom. I'll go. Yan Mo hugged Yan's mother's shoulder and neck, and said coquettishly: "It's best to be a mother." ”

"Such a big person, still coquettish, are you ashamed?" Mother Yan's mouth was full of disgust, but she also had a thick smile on her face.

Although the holiday is good, after staying at home all day, Yan Mo began to get bored, and called Wen Jing, wanting to ask her out to catch up. However, she is traveling abroad with Zhao Yuanyang.

Yan Mo, who had nothing to do, had to take the initiative to find something to do for herself, such as cleaning and the like to pass the time. She diligently wiped down all the corners of the house, and then began to tidy up her room again.

When Yan Mo opened the wardrobe and was about to fold the clothes, an eye-catching men's coat appeared in her eyes. It just hung upright like this, without any movement, but Yan Mo's heart was disturbed again.

This coat has been placed for a long time and began to pill and yellow, but Yan Mo is still reluctant to throw it away, and stores it like a baby. She reached out and touched her coat, as if to feel the warmth he had left behind.

Before, again... You can't escape, and you can't break free.

After a long time, Yan Mo got up blankly, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet. The sound of running water sounded, and she washed her face, trying to calm her messed up.

It's just that the more forbearance and restraint become, the more uncontrollable it seems to become, and the chaos of thoughts is extreme.

No, she turned on the shower, and the water poured down, soaking the tub little by little.

Yan Mo raised her feet and stepped in. The whole person curled up in the corner of the bathtub, without even taking off his clothes, letting the running water run recklessly on his body.

The water, wet her hair, her clothes, she was also indifferent, still stunned, motionless, maintaining the original position.

Her thoughts were chaotic, and her face was full of dense and incomprehensible emotions.

The water gradually flowed down her neck, rose to the tip of her nose, and little by little, swallowed her all.

The water was a little cold, which made her shiver unexpectedly, and raised a little splash, rippling layer upon layer of ripples on the surface of the water.

The feeling of suffocation was surrounding her, making her unable to breathe.

"Help, help... Save... Help me..."

A familiar and distant voice suddenly came to mind, the cry for help from the 19-year-old. The memory drifted back to the past with the voice.

Remember, it was the May Day holiday of the third year of high school, and Yan Mo asked Shen Siyan to go to the suburbs outside the city. This is what she has been grinding and soaking for a long time before he agrees.

This is the last small long vacation before the college entrance examination, how can such a good time be easily wasted?

Originally, Yan Mo also made an appointment with Wen Jing, but Wen Jing didn't want to be that shiny light bulb, and she didn't want to eat dog food, so she wisely refused.

That's fine, that's the date between her and Shen Siyan, Yan Mo thought like this, not to mention how happy she was, and she was excited for a whole week.

The day of the meeting trip came as scheduled, and the two went to the tourist attractions in the suburbs.

This place is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the grass is green, and the lake reflects the blue sky, which is beautiful.

During the holidays, the beautiful scenery also attracts a steady stream of tourists. The bustling crowd poured in, and the hustle and bustle was lively.

"Shen Siyan, it's so beautiful here!" Yan Mo shook Shen Siyan's arm excitedly, smiling.

Shen Siyan looked at her, the corners of his mouth also rose, and then he watched her run away little by little.

She tilted her head, embraced the breeze, felt the sun, and spun and jumped to a small stone bridge, the small bridge flowed water, and the stream flowed.

She stood on the bridge and laughed at the scenery, while under the bridge, he was standing not far away and smiling at her, and his eyes were full of only her.

"Shen Siyan, look, what are those two in the middle of the lake?" Yan Mo beckoned to Shen Siyan and shouted excitedly.

Shen Siyan approached, looked in the direction she was pointing, and nodded slightly. Watching the pair of mandarin ducks frolicking in the lake, the two were inseparable.

Yan Mo lay on the railing of the bridge and looked at them with interest. And he was standing beside her, staring intently at her. At that time, Shen Siyan seemed to understand why the ancients sighed that "only mandarin ducks are envious of immortals".

He felt that as long as she was there, no matter how beautiful everything else was, he would not envy it. Because she is his warm sunshine and his whole world.

"Help, help... Save... Help me..."

A hurried cry for help sounded, pulling Shen Siyan's thoughts back, and when he followed the sound, he saw Yan Mo fluttering in the lake.

He didn't know when Yan Mo ran to the shore of the lake, and how he fell into the lake in the blink of an eye.

Shen Siyan's face sank suddenly, and he rushed forward, jumping down without thinking, and swam towards her with all his might.

The lake water in May was slightly cool, and Yan Mo fluttered in the water a few times before slowly sinking.

"Yan Mo, Yan Mo!" Shen Siyan roared, with a hint of trembling in his tone, flustered.

He swam to the middle of the lake, took a deep breath, and the whole person got into the water, looking for Yan Mo's figure. At that moment, he felt for the first time how painful it was to "lose".

He hugged the unconscious Yan Mo and dragged her up with great effort, trying to take her out of the water, but her feet seemed to be entangled in aquatic weeds.

He shook Yan Mo's body vigorously, but she didn't react. He quickly got out of the water, took a deep breath, and dived into the water again, his cold lips precisely attached to Yan Mo's lips, providing her with a trace of oxygen.

Yan Mo opened her eyes slightly, and saw Shen Siyan's shadow in a haze, sweeping away the fear and uneasiness in her heart, and the corners of her mouth rose to an arc.

Shen Siyan frowned, grabbed the aquatic weed hard, untied it in a panic, and then quickly hugged her and swam to the shore.

When he reached a safe place, Shen Siyan's wildly beating heart calmed down slightly, the taut strings loosened, and a fainting followed.

Fortunately, there were a lot of tourists coming and going, and some well-wishers saw it, made a 120 call, and sent the two people to the health center on the outskirts of the city.

When Yan Mo woke up, her eyes were white, she looked left and right, and slowly, everything in front of her became clear.

It's just that her thoughts didn't turn around, and she was still stunned, letting the doctor examine her.

After a while, she remembered something, sat up from the bed suddenly, and asked urgently: "Where is Shen Siyan? Where is Shen Siyan?"

It's just that how could they know Shen Siyan? One of the nurses reacted first, confirming, "Are you looking for the person who fell into the water with you?"

Yan Mo nodded frantically.

The nurse understood, "He's in the bed next to you." ”

Yan Mo lifted the curtain, but the bed was empty, and there was no shadow of him. And... The more Yan Mo thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her brain had lost the ability of ordinary people to think.

Yan Mo said uneasily: "He... He... What about people?"

"Oh, he's not here anymore. The nurse replied.

"What do you mean he's gone?" Yan Mo asked almost in a roaring manner.

"Don't get excited, he's not here right now. The nurse tried to reassure her, but the truth was that the more she spoke, the more excited she became.

Yan Mo slammed into the empty bed, sobbing and calling out his name: "Shen Siyan... Shen Siyan..."

The nurse stretched out her hand and tried to pull her up, but she grabbed the edge of the bed: "I don't get up, I don't want to get up!

Shen Siyan!Woo woo woo ~ You liar, you obviously said that you will always be with me, woo woo ~ how can you..."

Yan Mosheng cried in tears, her heart hurt to the extreme, and she seemed to be unable to breathe normally. The heart-rending cry echoed in the ward for a long time.

"What are you doing?"

A familiar, gentle, and deep voice came from Yan Mo's ears, she was stunned for a moment, and suddenly got up, and saw Shen Siyan standing not far away looking at her, with a smile in her eyes.

She wiped the tears from her face and rushed to him, wrapping her arms around him, tighter, tighter, and the more unreal thing in front of her.

"Fool. Shen Siyan rubbed her hair, stroked her back, and soothed her sobbing in his arms.

"Shen Siyan..."

The strong feeling of suffocation made Yan Mo sit up from the bathtub suddenly, breathing in the fresh air rapidly, memories swirling in his mind, and his thoughts formed a net messily at this moment, the tighter the net, reaching the heart, and the beauty of the past appeared in his mind one by one.

I was so afraid of losing him, and now that he is there again, should I be braver? Life is so short, why should I care about the only prejudice? Is it really worth a strong self-esteem?

I love him, and I've never changed! Can we start over? Yan Mo suddenly had this idea in his mind.