Chapter 21: Is It Him?

"What recording?" Cheng Jiali looked at Yewan in surprise. A year ago was the first year after they graduated, they were busy with their own livelihoods, and the reporter was a job without home all day, and she didn't know anything about the recording that Yewan said.

It was a passage that Zheng Ye said. The background sound was noisy, a bit like being in a bar, and then someone asked him when he planned to return to China, and he said......" Yewan paused, her eyes a little distant.

"America is so good, champagne beauties, how many and how many you want, and there is freedom that you don't have in the country! What is there in the country that is worth my nostalgia? Why should I return home? The voice is a good, intoxicating bass, and when he said this, he said it with a little drunkenness in his tone, but it was still the voice that Yewan was familiar with, Zheng Ye's voice.

"Yewan ......" Cheng Jiali took Yewan's hand and held it tightly in her hand, her eyes full of distress. She watched Yewan and Zheng Ye come all the way together, she watched them make music together, participate in competitions together, and follow DarkLight from unknown little people to the TV screen together. They are the best couple on campus, and they are also known as sweet CPs, I don't know how many people look at them and say, "If you don't end up together, I won't believe in love anymore." ”

But perhaps, no matter how deep the feelings, they can't compete with fate.

Cheng Jiali sighed, she thought of the recording, and had some doubts in her heart: "Yewan, who gave you that recording?" Will...... Questions? ”

Yewan frowned and shook her head: "I don't know either, but ...... If he hadn't shown up like that a year ago, he'd probably never show up again. After she finished speaking, an ugly smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

When she received the recording a year ago, it was when she was accused of plagiarism and fell from the top to the bottom. When she opened an unknown email lying in her mailbox, she heard this conversation. She didn't know how to describe that feeling, was it low? Is it disappointment? Or should it be called ...... Be downhearted.

Yewan looked up and saw Cheng Jiali looking at her concerned gaze, and couldn't help but smile: "Hey, it's rare to meet, it's your birthday again, don't talk about these unhappy things." ”

Cheng Jiali also smiled and changed the topic: "Yes." By the way, tell me about your boyfriend, how does he treat you? ”

Speaking of Meng Xing, Ye Wan's expression immediately changed, her little face showed an expression called happiness, and there was already a kind of love called shyness circulating in her good-looking eyes. Of course, Cheng Jiali knows her expression, she is completely in love, and it seems that she is living well with her current boyfriend.

Yewan introduced her to the relationship between herself and Meng Xing, and the whole process of developing from an ordinary neighbor to a couple. After listening to this, Cheng Jiali stayed in surprise for a long time, and finally spit out four words: breathtaking.

Ye Wan couldn't help but smile: "Next time, I will introduce you to him." ”

Of course, Cheng Jiali nodded, but she was very curious about what this two-dimensional idol would look like. The moment Cheng Jiali raised her head, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Ran standing in the corner, chatting with the "rich and handsome" just now, and asked Yewan in a low voice: "Who do you think is more attractive between the two of them?" ”

Ye Wan followed her gaze, thought for a while and said, "Brother Xiao is the kind of gentle and gentle type, and that man is ......" Ye Wan paused in the middle of speaking.

The man's gaze met hers. I don't know if it's her delusion, there is a strange emotion in the eyes of that person who looks at it, which makes her feel very familiar, but she carefully looks at his solid and tough figure and angular handsome face, which is the kind of appearance that makes people not forget about it after seeing it once, but she has definitely not seen him before.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Jiali asked strangely.

Ye Wan shook her head, thinking that she might be tired, so she said goodbye to Cheng Jiali: "It's not too early, my dear, I'll go back first, next time I'll ask you out, let's have a good chat." ”

Although Cheng Jiali was reluctant, she was indeed sleepy when she saw Yewan, so she had to nod: "I've been in City C for the past few days, waiting for your call!" ”

Ye Wan responded with a smile and walked out with her handbag.

It was already night, and the air outside carried moist moisture, accompanied by a fresh breeze, falling on people, as if covered with a layer of dew.

Yewan stood in the doorway, clasping her hands over her chest, trying to warm herself up. She originally wanted to take a taxi back, but this is a villa area, and private cars rarely come over, and Meng Xing was not worried that she would take the car alone at night, so she asked the address to come and pick her up in person.

Yewan stood under a street lamp, looking at the lights in the distance, and hummed softly.

"You said that there was rain in the sky that day, and it melted the snow on the earth, and you said that there was snow in the sky and built a wall in your heart; You say that I am your sunshine, your sunshine, shining into your heart through the cracks, melting the snow, drying the rain, erecting that beautiful rainbow, ...... in your heart"

The fresh and cheerful tune was a song she wrote for a guitar-playing junior when she was in college, and asked him to use it to confess to a girl. If she remembers correctly, the junior brother not only succeeded in catching up with his girlfriend later, but the two also got married in the year of graduation, which was very sweet.

Ye Wan couldn't help but laugh when she thought about it.

A figure approached, with a faint smell of tobacco.

Yewan raised her head, and by the light of the street lamp, she saw clearly that it was the "rich and handsome" in Cheng Jiali's mouth at the banquet just now. Brother Xiao was standing with him talking to him just now, shouldn't he be a bad person?

Ye Wan thought so and smiled politely at him.

The man did not speak. He was dressed in a modest suit, which was expensive and stylish, and it was obvious that he had been well-dressed. Probably out to breathe, he also carried a coat in his left hand, and a cigarette between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, but he didn't light it, compared to seeing her here, so he politely didn't do it.

Thinking of this, Ye Wan's impression of him immediately improved a lot.

The man glanced at her thin evening dress, did not speak, raised his left arm, handed the coat in his hand to her, and motioned for her to put it on.

Yewan was a little flattered and hurriedly excused herself politely. But he did not withdraw his hand, nor did he speak.

So the two of them looked at each other stiffly, and finally Yewan took a step back, reached out and took the clothes, wrapped them around her body, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

The man's gaze stopped at her, but he didn't say anything, waved his hand, and walked to the other side. The sound of the lighter sounded, and with a "snap", the cigarette butt lit up, becoming the only point of light in the darkness.

Yewan sniffed, finally feeling warmer. The coat on his body has a light aroma of tobacco, I don't know what brand it is, but the taste is inexplicably familiar.

She was just about to think about it when a car drove up from near and far. It's Meng Xing's car.

The people in the car quickly got down, walked up to her, and flicked the hair behind her ear: "Why did you come out and wait, isn't it cold?" ”

Ye Wan smiled sweetly: "It's not cold." ”

Meng Xing's eyes fell on the coat she was wearing, and Ye Wan was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she immediately explained: "This is a gentleman who lent it to me, and he is over there." She said, gesturing to the man who was standing aside and smoking.

Meng Xing's gaze looked over and fell on the man. In the darkness, after the eyes of the two people met, neither of them moved away lightly.

"Give him back the clothes and go home." Meng Xing spoke, his voice was still warm, but it had a different taste.

Yewan stuck out her tongue, held the clothes in her hands and handed them to the man: "Thank you for your clothes." ”

The man reached out and took it, casually put it on his forearm, and said the first words of the night: "You're welcome." "The deep and deep sound, like the sound quality of a cello, has a unique charm and is intoxicating.

Ye Wan froze the moment she heard this, and the hand that handed him the clothes forgot to be withdrawn, hanging in the air, her eyes staring at him in a daze, as if this face was just a person-skin-face-mask, and she wanted to see what he really looked like.

"What's wrong?" Meng Xing saw that she hadn't gone back for too long, so he came over and asked.

Ye Wan came back to her senses, reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the man, bit her lip, frowned slightly, and whispered, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

Her hand took the initiative to hold Meng Xing's, tightly, so that he could clearly feel the coldness of her hand, so the big palm quickly clenched her little hand, trying to warm her with his own temperature.

Ye Wan followed him into the car, sat in the passenger seat, stared at the shrinking figure in the rearview mirror, and replayed the phrase "you're welcome" over and over again in her ears, her face turned pale.

Is that him? How could it be him? But this voice ......