Chapter 154

When she came over, she bumped Tang Xiaoyan's shoulder. Although she was so thin, she still staggered Tang Xiaoyan several times. She stood in the middle of the room and looked around. Facing the east wall of the room, she seemed to be in endless remembrance: "the things about my aunt have already been mentioned by my uncle. He can't leave any trace Yes, so you can't find it. Don't waste your time. "

Tang Xiaoyan's heart is blunt, as if by a knife bit by bit in lingchi.

"Do you know what this dressing room is for? It's for my little aunt to dance. Originally, there was a picture of her dancing in that position... "

"Now, where are the photos?" Tang Xiaoyan holds Fu ziyao's shoulder. It seems that only in this way can he avoid the fate of falling down.

"Now Put into my uncle's heart, sometimes the real existence of the entity does not have any meaning, only those who stay in the bottom of my heart, can become eternal, right Fu ziyao's look at Tang Xiaoyan has become cold, but also full of sympathy, "and you are just a substitute for comfort when he is lonely and empty. It's said that it's a substitute. It's flattering. How can you compare with the people in my heart?"

Fu ziyao's last words seemed to be murmuring to himself. At last, he laughed at himself and said, "I'm going to have a rest. When I leave, I remember to bring it to my door."

"Wait a minute." Before Fu ziyao turned to leave the dressing room, Tang Xiaoyan heard his ethereal question, "why two years?"

Fu ziyao was stunned and looked back at her with infinite sympathy: "if you want to know, ask your uncle, but you can be sure that there is no you in the plan after two years."

Fu ziyao didn't give Tang Xiaoyan a positive answer, but he made a deep cut in Tang Xiaoyan's heart without any trace. The blood overflowed there, and she slowly hurt.

Tang Xiaoyan didn't know how he left the villa and how he came back to school.

In fact, what's the answer? The important thing is the result. Fu ziyao is right. In Fu Yunqian's plan two years later, she did not exist.

Fu Yunqian sent her a message, but she didn't reply and deleted it directly. She is like a rose that has been drained, withering rapidly.

How can she fight with a woman who has taken root in his heart.

It turns out that he doesn't love, doesn't like women, but, all his feelings are sealed in a woman who left for two years.

Maybe Fu ziyao is right. She is just a consolation for his empty emotional window period, and an indispensable substitute for his leisure time when he is lonely and bored.

In the past six months, all kinds of disputes between her and Fu Yunqian suddenly made Tang Xiaoyan feel more tired than ever.

Their life circle is two unrelated parallel lines, and there is no way to produce any intersection. No matter how hard she or he tries to integrate into each other's circle, the result is that, as Zhou Yumeng said, they are not people in the same world after all.

I wish I could lie in bed with my head covered. I wish I couldn't sleep like this.

She muted her cell phone and slept for 18 hours.

Fearing that she was ill, Zhou Yumeng climbed onto Ruan Yumiao's bed at the end of the bed next to her and pulled her quilt through the iron bar: "little banquet, wake up, wake up..."

The quilt was pulled down without warning, and the white light still stabbed Tang Xiaoyan's eyes tightly closed. Subconsciously, she took the quilt to cover her eyes, but her haggard face and red and swollen eyes still scared Zhou Yumeng: "Xiaoyan, what are you doing? Why are your eyes so swollen? Do you cry?"

Tang Xiaoyan said twice and shook his head: "no, I was very moved when I read a novel in bed last night. Maybe I cried. I can't remember. Leave me alone and let me sleep for a while."

"You don't have to look at what time it is. You've been sleeping for such a long time, just reading novels. Don't work so hard. Get up quickly and let's go to dinner." Zhou Yumeng had to drag Tang Xiaoyan out of bed.

Tang Xiaoyan couldn't resist her, so he agreed to get up and go to dinner with her.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at the disheveled face, red and swollen eyes, and even the whole face looked puffy, Tang Xiaoyan turned his mouth in disgust.

She really can't remember crying. Now her eyes are sore, but she can't hide the trace of crying. Even when she just got out of bed, she found that the pillow towel was wet.

Did she cry all night in her dream?

Zhou Yumeng knocked on the door outside. Tang Xiaoyan patted himself on the face and forced himself to smile. After that, he rolled up his hair and tied a bud. It seems that people have a lot of spirit.

When he opened the door, Zhou Yumeng already sighed: "it's just a novel. Look at you. When you go out like this, people think you are lovelorn and have been crying all night."

Tang Xiaoyan doesn't speak. He opens the door, but sees Zhang Xiaoman in the next room.

Zhou Yumeng said hello happily. When Zhang Xiaoman saw Tang Xiaoyan, his face was unnatural for a moment. However, he soon recovered his calm and asked, "are you going to have dinner, too?""Yes." Zhou Yumeng said, "are you going too? Let's do it together. "

Zhang Xiaoman nodded, and they went to the red house downstairs to eat rice noodles. Zhou Yumeng saw that there were more people in line in front of them, and then said, "you two should sit and occupy your seats. I'll line up. When it's ready, I'll ask you to come and get it."

Tang Xiaoyan nodded, and Zhang Xiaoman sat down opposite her. Tang Xiaoyan was not in high spirits and seemed listless. Zhang Xiaoman stared at her puffy eyes and said, "Xiaoyan, what's the matter with you? You look so bad? Is it with... " What she wanted to say, because she remembered Fu Yunqian's warning, she swallowed it quietly.

Tang Xiaoyan looks at Zhang Xiaoman and remembers the past between her and Shen Nanfeng. It's because the door is not in charge of the house and the family opposes her. In the end, she has nothing to do but lose the innocent life of a child? When I think of it, I can't help myself.

Tang Xiaoyan didn't expect that she and she would be in the same boat so soon.

"Well, nothing." Tang Xiaoyan sighed, but he didn't want to say much after all.

As soon as the mobile phone was turned on, there were several short messages and missed calls.

Think of Peng Yuan in the hospital, she can not help but feel guilty, but these messages and phone calls, there is no that person, the mood is a little low.

I just remember that he sent a text message yesterday, but he didn't reply.

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone suddenly hummed and vibrated.

As soon as she saw the long number above, she knew who it was.

The mobile phone rings all the time, but she hesitates and doesn't answer. Zhang Xiaoman looks at her strangely. She purses her mouth, but Zhou Yumeng shouts: "OK, Xiaoman, come here and help me carry it."

Zhang Xiaoman said, I'll go first. When Tang Xiaoyan looked at his mobile phone again, the vibration had stopped, and there was only one missed call on the flashing screen.

She holds the mobile phone, struggling in her heart. Zhou Yumeng and Zhang Xiaoman have already brought rice noodles, so she has to put the mobile phone away first.

Absent mindedly eating rice noodles, and listen to Zhang Xiaoman said: "Xiaoyan, I recently put in a few resumes to find a job, if you have time, can you accompany me to the interview?"

"Interview? Good Tang Xiaoyan replied with a smile. After taking a few mouthfuls, she found that she had no appetite. The most delicious food is in her mouth now. Thinking about the phone in her mobile phone, she put down her chopsticks and stood up, "my stomach is a little uncomfortable. Yumeng, Xiaoman, I'll go back to my bedroom first, and you eat slowly."

Well, she just had no backbone. As soon as she got back to the dormitory, she carefully replied a message to him: last night, her mobile phone ran out of power and forgot to charge it. She went to dinner just now. Now she just went back to the dormitory and charged it. Have you finished your work?

Soon, the text message came back, a short word, um, followed by an additional sentence, how's your mother.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaoyan replied that it was a little serious, but he had already finished the operation and put on the steel plate. Now he has to stay in bed.

Oh. His answers are always so short. Want to make a phone call, but fear voice will betray her most real emotions, only desperately suppressed.

But the finger subconsciously sent out the edited SMS: are you tired of work? When will you be back?

This time, the mobile phone has been quiet for a long time without reply. Tang Xiaoyan thought that she was too broad-minded and astringent. Suddenly, the screen came on again. Staring at the short words above the screen, she was surrounded by two kinds of emotions: joy and distress. Subconsciously, she was gnawing her nails. Sadness was full of sweetness. Finally, she couldn't help laughing foolishly.

Do you miss me? There are only five words on the screen. But for no reason let her imagine he sent this text message, what kind of scene. Is it because he is also considering words and sentences, so it takes so long?

If the words came out of his mouth, what would it be like.

Tang Xiaoyan holding a mobile phone, fell into the speculation. Now, the most urgent thing is how to return, do you want to, or don't you want to?

Want to say do not want to, but ultimately listen to the voice of the heart, but the answer is more subtle: a little bit.

A little or a little? This time he asked very quickly.

Tang Xiaoyan really didn't know how to speak. This time, he was really delayed for a long time. His body seemed to be engaged in a war, sweet and sad. Then, his phone call came again.

She was afraid that he would hang up again after a long time, so she had to pick it up as soon as possible, but at the same time, she quickly hid her emotions. She just gave a feed. Fu Yunqian had already asked over there: "why did it take so long to pick up the phone?"

"No, I've got it right away."

"Yeah, it's been a long time."

"No way." Fingers around a string of tassel wind bells hanging on the bedside, listening to the sweet bell sound, well, she was still bewitched by his deep husky male voice, and her lips unconsciously rippled a smile.

"Let's talk about it. What does that mean?" His soft voice was close at hand. It stirred her ears like a feather and made her itch.Tang Xiaoyan began to act silly: "what a little bit."

Fu Yunqian's smile seemed to come faintly: "if you forget, I don't mind reminding you again, do you miss me a little or don't miss me a little?"

The heart beat suddenly missed two beats, Tang Xiaoyan looked at the little round mirror hanging on the desk and reflected his bright red face. Suddenly, he felt that he was really disheartened, but he could not restrain this sweet impulse.