Chapter 150: Three Years
Back at the house in Donghua City, I slept in the car again, but after arriving at the place, Song Anna pushed me awake.
But after I really lay down on the bed, I didn't feel sleepy anymore, especially when the girl I was thinking about for a long time was really lying next to me, and my spirit changed from sleepy to excited.
I rested my head on the pillow, reached out and grabbed her palm, and pinched her fingertips one at a time.
Come to think of it, the two of us did sleep together many times for various reasons. But it should be the first time to lie in the same bed when both parties are awake.
This feeling made me feel a little unreal, so much so that I was a little happy and nervous.
Of course, Song Anna could feel the restlessness of the person next to her, and she picked her fingers a little funny, drew a circle in my palm, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to sleep?" β
"Can't sleep." I raised my head and looked at her, thinking about whether my words were suitable, but I also knew that I had to face it sooner or later, "Miss, tell me about your three years, right?" β
Song Anna was slightly stunned, and the expression on her face changed and changed. It was the first time I had taken the initiative to bring it up, and she thought that I, like her, were avoiding talking about it between them.
After all, this matter was like a thorn in her heart, stuck in her heart for three years, making it difficult for her to sleep.
Now this thing is still like a thorn, connecting the two people.
It is conceivable that without this incident, the trajectories of two people's lives may never have intersected, let alone be as they are now.
Song Anna was silent for a long time before she said in a very sarcastic tone: "People who ran away after sleeping, now you want to hear it?" β
"Uh..." I was a little embarrassed by her question, but nodded anyway, "Yes." β
I wanted to hear it, but I was afraid to hear it. If it was before, of course I wouldn't care what Song Anna thought of him, but now it's different.
I like her, and it's impossible to avoid talking about it.
I don't know what kind of life Song Anna lived when she held this secret. But I know that I can't keep running away from this thing, and if I don't mention it, she doesn't mention it, it doesn't mean that this thing is over.
"I'm sorry, I always thought it was a dream that I drank too much..."
"I know." Anna Song's reaction was rare and calm, she looked at me and said, "You lost a student ID card from your wallet and threw it on the bed like throwing money. β
I was slightly stunned, about that incident, my memory was completely destroyed by alcohol to shatter, I was really depressed back then, where did my student ID go.
"So, you've been looking for me for the past three years?" I asked cautiously.
Song Anna glared at me and said very bluntly: "To be honest, I've been thinking about whether to kill you first or die with you." At that time, I even had the idea of finding a mercenary to make you disappear from the world, but in the end I gave up for some reason. β
When I heard this, I didn't know what to do with the expression on my face.
I can only say that my life is really big.
"Have you ever looked for me in the past three years?" Suddenly, Song Anna asked.
Her eyes looked into my eyes seriously and sharply, and she asked very seriously and carefully. I opened my mouth and reason told me that it was time to lie.
But I shook my head guiltily.
Song Anna snorted lightly, with a hint of unexpected disappointment in her eyes: "You listen honestly, and you are worthy of being a scumbag who runs away after sleeping." β
Although I guessed that she would say this, I still couldn't hold back the sourness and guilt in my heart when I heard her admit it. I reached out and wrapped my arms around her waist: "I'm sorry. β
"Hmph." Although Song Anna snorted lightly, she didn't really struggle to refuse.
"For three years, I buried myself in my family's job, squeezing out all my free time with a lot of work. That way, at least I don't have to think about that bad memory, and I don't have to think about you. In the end, Song Anna paused slightly, and said in a somewhat complaining tone, "Thanks to you, I really have a part of the Song family's industry now." β
I really didn't expect that Song Anna's life trajectory would be like this.
Maybe at this point, I should be shameless and tell her that she should actually thank me.
But if I say that, the consequences are almost predictable, I'm going to be kicked hard, at least not for today.
So I thought about it, put my arm around her waist, put my face gently on her shoulder, and said, "That's because you're already very good, and you can do this." I don't know if I was right or not to break into your world, and I don't know if I was a nasty stain on your shining world. β
"But you've already broken in." Anna Song turned her head, and then she sat up.
Her beautiful hair was draped over her shoulders and fell from her temples, and a pair of autumn eyes looked at me, a little dissatisfied and a little resentful: "Do you want to run again?" β
I felt like my brain was really going to crash, and I kissed Anna Song on the lips as soon as she finished speaking.
Her lips are slightly citrus sweet, and I don't know if it's the smell of her lipstick or if she's sweet herself.
Anna Song's fingertips twitched the white hem of my shirt, then suddenly twisted it.
"Is this revenge?" My lips moved an inch away from hers, and I looked tenderly at the pretty girl with a crimson face.
"Hmph." She grunted softly, her warm snort almost reaching my lips.
Song Anna looked at me and asked softly, "You still refuse to say that?" β
"Which one?" I asked deliberately pretending to be stupid.
"You-" Song Anna was a little angry, and just wanted to reach out and push me away, but I grabbed my hand in the palm of her hand.
I gently kissed her palm and asked softly, "Is that what I like about you?" β
In the next second, her hand wrapped around my waist, pulling my body down as strongly as ever, and pressing the small sound between our lips and teeth.
But before he could continue, someone suddenly knocked the door. I was taken aback, and before I could react, the whole person was stuffed directly into the quilt by Song Anna.
Sure enough, in the next second, I heard the conversation between Song Anna and Song Xiaoyang.
Song Xiaoyang knocked on the door, trying to calm down his complicated feelings, and his voice was quite neglected: "Sister, aren't you going to attend my parent-teacher conference?" β
Song Anna looked at the young man who appeared at the door in a daze, this is just a coincidence, right?
"I am... Something temporary. No, how did you come back? β
"It's daylight." Song Xiaoyang glanced in the direction of the quilt with resentful eyes, and said quite seriously.
Where could Song Anna not understand the meaning of his words? His face turned red, and he grabbed a pillow and slammed it on the closed door.
"Song-Xiao-Yangββ!" Her eyes widened, and she thought that she had to find an opportunity to beat up this brother!
Song Anna's hands were trembling, and I hid in the quilt and couldn't help laughing.
Song Anna lifted the quilt and glared at me with some dissatisfaction: "What are you laughing at?" β
I reached out and poked her puffing cheek with some amusement, and said leisurely: "It's really good for my brother-in-law to come in, and I don't know how long I've been listening outsideΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
Anna Song: "??? β
Song Nana was stunned for a moment, got up from the bed suddenly, opened her eyes and shouted out of the door: "Song Xiaoyang! Where did you learn to listen to the corner!! β
"Poof, hahahaha." I looked at the back of Song Anna chasing out, and couldn't help laughing.
It was only when her figure completely disappeared from the doorway that I lay back down, clutching my chest and frowning a little uncomfortably.
By the time Song Anna came back from teaching her brother a good lesson, I was already asleep in a daze.
But I could hear Anna Song lighten her steps and walk back to the bedside.
I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids were heavy and I couldn't open them, and I didn't want to open them anymore because my hand was gently held by another soft, warm palm.
I couldn't help but think in a daze that if it hadn't been for that incident three years ago, I wouldn't be in such a relationship with her.
And if I hadn't left in a daze three years ago, Anna and I would have lived a much closer life than we do now, right?