The quiet voice landed, and Wu Junke didn't say anything for a long time.

It dawned on him that something was wrong with the silence these days.

"What ......?" Wu Junke had organized the language in his mind countless times, but he just couldn't come up with a complete sentence.

"Otherwise, we'll talk about it later. "Quiet can't tell why she wants to tell him about Wang Anchor's relationship.

The words have been spoken, and it is difficult to collect them. Wu Junke's messiness made Quiet lose his direction for a while.

"No!" Wu Junke stood up and picked up the car keys on the table.

"Let's talk in another place. ”

Quiet did not refuse.

……

Wu Junke drove the car into the parking garage of a single-family house, and they got out of the car and entered the house through the garage.

Quiet can only be described in such an unearthly word as magnificence. The furniture in the living room is covered with a white cloth. Lifted of the white cloth, the furniture is almost spotless.

Wu Junke lifted the white cloth from the furniture one by one, turned on the lamps one by one, and saw the whole house quietly under the clear light.

Stand in the living room and look out into the side hall. There is a grand piano and a cello.

Wu Junke was busy for a while, holding a big thermos pot and two cups in his hand, and two bottles of mineral water in his arm. "Is it cold?"

Wu Junke reminded that the silence really felt a little cold, although this house was extravagant, but it was lifeless. "Sort of. ”

"The heating and floor heating have just been turned on, I was afraid that you would be cold, so I went back to the car and got a thermos, there is hot water in it, you drink some first, and it will be warm later. ”

Wu Junke poured hot water into the cup and mixed it with mineral water.

Wu Junke touched the cup with his hand, "You cover your hands, warm up, I've touched it, it's not hot." ”

In recent years, Wu Junke's warmth has made Quiet both nostalgic and afraid.

They sat on the couch in the living room, and the house seemed to be empty and echoed.

"Did you move because of him?" Wu Junke was driving just now, sorting out his emotions and thoughts.

"Hmm. ”

"Have you ever tried to get back together?"

"He mentioned the reunion, and I declined. ”

The quiet answer was different from Wu Junke's speculation.

"Why?"

"There are so many problems between me and him, past and present. ”

"Is he still struggling with your physical problems? Didn't you tell her that you were all right?"

"Nope. These two words, Quiet felt ashamed to say.

"Why didn't you tell him?"

"It's just a very objective question, on the surface, he and I broke up for this reason, but secretly he and I are more than that. His withdrawal is the most fundamental reason. ”

Quiet held the cup in his hand tighter. "And his family, who is critical of me. To be realistic, will there be a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law war all day long in the future?"

Quietly smiled reluctantly. "To be honest, I thought about getting back together, and when he mentioned getting back together, I was moved. But to put it pretentiously, he is no longer the person he used to be. Maybe what I can't let go of is that there are too many obsessions with the past. ”

Wu Junke felt sad for a while, I don't know if this sourness is for quiet, or for himself.

"Those things you did, he didn't fall in love for so many years, does he know everything?"

Quiet smiled, disheartened. "Probably because I know this, I ask to get back together, after all, everyone is willing to find someone who loves them. ”

Wu Junke looked at Jing Jing uprightly, "Do you still love him?"

Quietly shook his head, "Before he appeared, maybe I thought there was." But after this time of getting along, I have become blurred, and love or not love is no longer so important. ”

"And what are you going to do with your relationship now?"

"Everyone is sensible, and some things are embarrassing when they talk about it. I'm telling you this today, and I hope you will keep it in my heart. ”

The reason why Jing Jing never mentioned Wang Anchor's matter to Wu Junke was that he didn't want to cause more trouble.

"No, it won't. ”

Wu Junke rubbed his hands and ran to the side hall again. "I wonder how it is getting colder and colder, it turns out that the hot and cold are reversed. ”

If Wu Junke had behaved like this in the past, Jing Jing would have started to joke with him with strange words and cynicism, but today he just glanced at him. Quietly, she always felt that today would not be a good day for her.

"Is it warmer now?"

The silence felt like it was really starting to warm up, "Hmm. ”

"I'll handle the matter of selling your house for you. ”

"Not really, I'm not throwing a tantrum. Quiet deliberately said that he was not pretentious.

Her rejecting appearance made Wu Junke anxious. "Can't you give me a little more time?"

Looking at this house quietly, I know too well what this house is for. She sank again. "You don't use time to smooth everything out. ”

Wu Junke was exhausted because of his shortness.

"All I know about your past is that she's gone, and you don't mention anything else, and I know it's a wound you can't touch. "Speak quietly carefully, and carefully consider the words and phrases.

"Maybe it's more complicated than I thought. "Quiet felt like she was talking, as if she was walking on thin ice.

Wu Junke lowered his head.

"So don't force it, it's good for you and me. Quietly put down the cup in his hand.

"I'll handle my affairs by myself in the future. You're so warm that I can't help but be lazy. Don't be too nice to me. ”

Quietly endured the sore nose, and the stubborn didn't allow his eyes to be moist.

Wu Junke rubbed his face, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I don't know how to speak, for fear of scaring you." ”

Today, they are endlessly replaced, becoming silent parties.

"Her name is Yan Zihui, we have known each other since we were ten years old, and our two families are world friends. Typical childhood sweetheart. ”

Wu Junke seemed to take out paintings belonging to him and Yan Zihui from his memory bank and let them look at it quietly.

"Originally, the year after her accident, we were going to get married. But I was very busy that year, flying all over the world. Sometimes the two of us make an appointment at the airport just to see each other. Although she complained a little, she still looked forward to seeing me every time, even if it was only for a few hours. ”

Wu Junke precipitated for a moment, "But later, for a while, she became very strange and moody. When it's better, it's also a preoccupied look. I asked her, and at first she shirked and said that it was okay, saying that maybe there was too much pressure on a person to prepare for marriage, so I didn't pay attention to it. ”

Wu Junke exhaled deeply. "Every time I asked her, she would have an emotional breakdown, quarrel with me, and the last time we saw her, we had a big argument. She slammed the door and left. On the third day, she had an accident. ”

Silence. At this time, Wu Junke's weak touch would shatter. Quietly blamed herself, it was she who knocked over the glass bottle buried deep in Wu Junke's heart, and the painful memories flowed wantonly with the dumped bottle.

Wu Junke propped his head with both hands, "Zihui's body was not found, the police gave up the search, and gave us the conclusion that he fell into the water or committed suicide, ruling out the possibility of homicide." We hired someone to continue the search and salvage, but there was still no result. I couldn't accept that she was gone. ”

"When I contacted Zihui's state and some other things before she left, I found out that something was wrong when I calmed down. Our relationship was so good, we were ready to get married the next year, how could she kill herself. Wu Junke's eyes exuded a unique light.

Wu Junke pointed to the side hall, "I learned the piano from elementary school, Zihui learned cello, and after she left, I never touched the piano again." ”

Wu Junke's eyes moistened.

Quiet and Wu Junke didn't speak again for a long, long time.

Wu Junke's mood almost eased, and he rubbed his face with his hands. "The place where Zihui had an accident is the beach where you and I know each other. ”

Although Wu Junke only said that he would go to the beach to remember his girlfriend before, and did not specifically say that it was the location of Yan Zihui's accident, he had already guessed it after listening to Wu Junke's narration quietly.

"The day I met you, if Zihui was still there, it would be our wedding anniversary. You are wearing a long dress, your long hair is blowing in the wind, and the slanting sun is reflected on your body, which is very similar to her. Wu Junke began to overload his memories to his quiet body.

Wu Junke's words made Jing Jing shudder, and her bad premonition strengthened.

Wu Junke's speech was very slow. "I think it's the arrangement in the dark, the place, the day. ”

Quiet and your heart beats faster.

"So......" Quiet didn't want to say that.

"Maybe at the beginning, I found the shadow of Zihui in you. Wu Junke reluctantly spoke.

Silence finally didn't hold back her tears, and one drop after another came out of her eyes.

Quiet tears fell into Wu Junke's heart.

"This is just the beginning, and gradually I found out that you are you, not Zihui, you are completely different. Wu Junke was afraid of misunderstanding, so he hurriedly explained.

But this explanation is useless. This mark has been branded.

"Ever since the accident, I can't remember exactly what kind of expression it was when I smiled. And your appearance is like a ray of sunshine, little by little into my haze. ”

Wu Junke seemed to be brewing something to say.

"Have you always blamed yourself for her departure?"

"Yes, I often think that if I hadn't had a fight with her that day, maybe everything that followed wouldn't have happened. ”

"I'll just ask you, is there a factor in your kindness to me over the years?"

Wu Junke froze.

"I want to hear the truth. Quiet added.

Wu Junke sighed. "Yes. ”

Quietly nodded vigorously, "Okay, thank you." ”

The quiet composure made Wu Junke panic.

"Between me and you, it's not time, it's a black hole. Quietly shedding tears, but still restrained, not to look too embarrassed.

"It's not like that. Wu Junke felt quiet and about to slip out of his hands.

"Don't be kind to me anymore, such goodness makes me feel humble, as if I am greedy for someone else's advantage. Silence stood up.

"I said, it's not like that. Wu Junke changed his usual appearance and grabbed his quiet arm.

Jing Jing wiped Wu Junke's hand with her other hand, "Do you know why I haven't had a boyfriend for so many years?"

Wu Junke's eyes were red.

"Not only because I didn't put down the anchor, but also because you are by my side, and you say that I am the sun. But you're more like my stove, and I don't think anyone can drive the chill out of me like you. ”

Silence was gripped with despair. "I don't need the tangy scent of plum blossoms, because I'm afraid of the cold and the stinging pain to the bone. ”

"I really thank you, all these years with your warmth wrapped in me...... "quiet choking" in the past few years, I just borrowed the warm sun that should have belonged to others. ”

"No, I said, you're not the same, you're not a substitute for her. ”

Quiet words pierced Wu Junke's body like an ice pick, cold and painful.

Quietly looking at the side hall. "yes, I'm certainly not a substitute for her, you're two little guesses together. When you are at leisure, play a paragraph and play a song, which is the piano and the song. And I'm just making you laugh. If she's a musician, I'm a joker at best, and the discounted items in the low-profile version can't be compared. ”

Wu Junke was speechless about quiet, and he had no power to resist, so he didn't hesitate to speak. "What about Wang Anchor? He took the initiative to bring up the reunion, aren't you tempted?"

As soon as the words came out, Wu Junke knew that he was going to be doomed.

Sigh quietly. "yes, so we're all right. ”

Quietly turn around to leave.

Wu Junke pulled her again.

Quiet shook off his hand and left as if fleeing.