Chapter Ninety-Three: Can You Trust Me More?
"You are Song Yiran." Jing Wenyan looked at Song Yiran coldly and asked, "I think, you don't need to worry about Wei'an's affairs." ”
Song Yiran grabbed Ye Wei'an's other hand at the moment when she stumbled, Ye Wei'an was pulled by one person, and the two lions just glared at each other angrily. Jing Wenyan's aura was full of energy, and Song Yiran did not fade. The two of them confronted each other, and there seemed to be a little more electric and flint in the air.
Ye Wei'an lowered his eyes and stood behind him without saying a word. What is this? Assert sovereignty? Since he was already with Jian Baguio, why did he come to her to declare his sovereignty? It's ridiculous!
"Who are you?" Song Yiran frowned, he looked Jing Wenyan up and down, and chuckled, "I know, you are the teacher Wei An said." You make Wei'an so sad, what qualifications do you have to appear in front of Wei'an? ”
"It's between me and Waihan. I don't think there is any need to explain the misunderstanding between us to you, an outsider! Moreover, when it comes to making Wei'an sad, you don't seem to be in a position to accuse me. What have you done, I have heard more or less from Cheng Xu. Jing Wenyan said lightly.
Song Yiran paused, Jing Wenyan deliberately said this, did he want to tell him that now Cheng Xu also admits that Jing Wenyan is Ye Wei'an's boyfriend? Suddenly a little unwilling in his heart, he dragged Ye Wei'an, "Wei'an, you can't go with him." ”
"Let it go." Ye Wei'an said as he tried to break free of the clamps of his hands, but was unsuccessful. She softened her tone and said to Song Yiran, "Song Yiran, how many times do you want me to say it before you understand, we can't do it!" I am no longer the Ye Wei'an of the past, and you are no longer the Song Yiran of the past. Time has passed, and we can't go back! In the days to come, we may still be friends, but we will never be lovers again! ”
Song Yiran let go of his hand when he heard this, and Ye Wei'an took the opportunity to break free. Song Yiran lowered his eyes a little lost, and whispered to himself: "Really... Is it impossible? Wei'an, I won't give up on you!
Jing Wenyan chuckled and said, "Wei'an said it's impossible, didn't you hear?" I want you to disappear from me and Woon in no time! ”
Ye Wei'an didn't look up at Jing Wenyan, but said lightly, "And you, let me go!" ”
"Wei An ......" Jing Wenyan called softly, "I know you're angry, you listen to me, things are not ......"
"Not what I thought it would be?" Ye Wei'an looked up at Jing Wenyan, with a playful look in his eyes, "Jing Wenyan, I don't want others to take me for a fool!" I only believe what I see. She said and broke free of Jing Wenyan's hand, turned around and walked directly into the corridor.
"Wei'an!" Jing Wenyan chased after Ye Wei'an's name and followed Ye Wei'an into the house. Ye Wei'an frowned, but he didn't drive him out. She entered her room, and Jing Wenyan was just about to follow when she saw that the door of the room was thrown very hard, and the door that closed quickly almost touched his tall nose.
Jing Wenyan hesitated, but still didn't open the door and go in, but sat in the living room and waited for Ye Wei'an to come out.
Ye Wei'an quickly changed into pajamas and walked out, put out the loot she had just purchased at the supermarket, and began to cook. "Wei'an, listen to me, things are really not what you think......" Before Jing Wen finished speaking, he saw Ye Wei'an, who had cut the vegetables, turn around and light the fire, as if he didn't hear what he was saying at all.
This kind of thing was repeated many times, Jing Wenyan always tried to explain to Ye Wei'an, but Ye Wei'an completely ignored him, she was like there was no such person in the family, cooking, eating, washing dishes, and doing her own thing as usual. Even for dinner, she only prepared one portion, as if Jing Wenyan was like air.
When Ye Wei'an went into the bathroom to take a bath, Jing Wenyan heard the sound of rushing water from the bathroom outside and sighed. Things seemed a little more serious than he thought. This time, Wei'an is really angry! So angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.
At a loss, he also felt a trace of loss in his heart. Why, she couldn't trust him a little more? He tried to put himself in her shoes. If one day he suddenly saw a picture of Ye Wei'an and another man, what would he be like?
He thought, shock, sadness, these ordinary people will have emotions, but in addition to shock and sadness, he may think about the source of this picture and the intention of the person who sent it, he is willing to believe that she is simply being hurt by calculations, and will not blindly condemn her and say that she betrayed him.
Why, couldn't she trust him a little more like that?
Jing Wenyan was thinking nonsense, Ye Wei'an walked out of the bathroom, surrounded by a bath towel, and the hair on his vertical chest was still dripping. She wiped it a few times with a towel hanging on the wall, went back to her room, closed the door, picked up a hair dryer, and began to dry her hair.
Listening to the sound of the hair dryer in the room, Jing Wenyan inexplicably added a trace of annoyance in his heart. This time, instead of sitting in the living room waiting for her to come out, he walked over and opened the door to her room.
Xu is hair dryer was too loud to cover the sound of the door opening, Ye Wei'an was blowing his hair intently with his back to the door, and he didn't seem to realize that Jing Wenyan came in. Jing Wenyan stepped forward and directly unplugged the power of the hair dryer.
The sound of the hair dryer stopped abruptly, Ye Wei'an frowned and turned around, and saw Jing Wenyan holding the plug of the hair dryer in his hand, looking at her with a complicated expression. "What are you doing?" Ye Wei'an said dissatisfiedly, took back the plug of the hair dryer, and said while preparing to plug it back in and continue to blow his hair: "Who let you into my room, get out!" ”
Ye Wei'an turned around and was about to continue blowing her hair, when Jing Wenyan turned over her body and leaned over and kissed her on the lips without saying anything.
At that moment, Ye Wei'an was so shocked that his brain went blank, and even the hair dryer fell on the tatami mat with a muffled sound. The familiar breath of the kiss made her heart skip a beat, and the drops of water dripping from her hair scratched her chest. Feeling his hands getting tighter and tighter, Ye Wei'an instantly came back to his senses and pushed him away with all his strength!
In the next moment, she had slapped him in the face almost unconsciously. When he reacted, he saw the red palm print on his cheek, and a trace of distress flashed in his heart, but he still said stubbornly: "Don't touch me with the dirty hands you touched that woman!"
Feeling a hot pain on his face, Jing Wenyan looked at Ye Wei'an in disbelief, "Are you so sure what happened between me and her, with a photo?" ”
"A picture of you lying on the same bed, covered with the same quilt, head to head." Ye Wei'an added a long string of words to the photo.
Jing Wenyan fell silent, he walked to the window, opened the floor-to-ceiling window in the room halfway, lowered his head and took out a cigarette, there was already an extra lighter in his hand, and the blue fire light lit up with a "bang", and the cigarette between his thin lips was lit. He pocketed the lighter and exhaled a clear mist into the window.
Ye Wei'an looked at him in amazement to complete this series of actions, and said lightly, "I thought you wouldn't smoke." ”
"Not before." He coughed lightly, his voice as low as ever, but a little more bitter in his voice.
"Are you blaming me?" She seemed to be asking him, but her tone was very affirmative, "It's obvious that you made a mistake, but now you're blaming me?" I thought that the lack of contact with each other for half a month was the last tacit understanding between us, but now why are you in front of me again? ”
The cigarette between Jing Wenyan's fingers stagnated for a moment, he froze, and slowly dusted the cigarette ash into the carton that Ye Wei'an put on the table as a garbage box, and the corners of his slightly curved lips brought indescribable bitterness, "You still subconsciously think that I made a mistake." ”
"That day...... What's going on? Ye Wei'an hesitated for a long time, but still asked, this question has been in her heart for too long! When he spoke, his voice was already choked.
Jing Wenyan slowly extinguished the cigarette and turned to look at Ye Wei'an, "Are you finally willing to ask?" ”
"Are you still willing to say that?" Ye Wei'an asked with a trembling voice. "Is it still too late?"
Jing Wenyan lowered his eyes and nodded almost invisibly, "No matter when and where, as long as it is a question you ask, it will never be too late!" He walked up to her and took her hand and pressed it to his chest, "It was Jian Baguio who drugged me that day." I almost lost my consciousness when she took that picture! If it weren't for Mr. Nahe, maybe I would have done something irreparable. ”
"Original...... That's it! Ye Wei'an's tears fell on the hands of the two of them little by little, "I misunderstood you, I'm sorry...... was drugged...... It turned out that what he had experienced that day was such a terrible thing.
Jing Wenyan picked Ye Wei'an up horizontally, sat with her on her neatly spread futon on the tatami mat, hugged her whole person into his arms, and patted her sobbing back with pity. His lips sucked softly in her ears, which seemed to be pity and resentment at her for not trusting him.
He held her in his arms, gently stroked her back, and whispered in her ear, "Why?" Why can't you trust me a little more! When will you be able to believe that in this life, I am the only one in my heart? When will I be able to fully trust without a hint of suspicion? He took her hand up and bit her finger in punishment.
Ye Wei'an exhaled in pain, leaving a red and shocking tooth marks on his ring finger. Her speech was blurred by choking: "I'm sorry, Wen Yan, I'm sorry!" It's not that I don't want to believe you, it's just ...... I was really, really scared that was true. The more scared I get, the more I can't help but think about it! ”
A light flashed in Jing Wenyan's eyes, and he suddenly pressed her down on the sheets, his thin lips covered her pink lips and continued the kiss that she had just interrupted, and his slender fingers had begun to unbutton her pajamas.