At night, Ye Zhengrong stayed in his room, brewed a cup of Yuqian Longjing, and then sat on a chair on the balcony and read the "Tao Te Ching"...
Suddenly the phone rang. When I picked it up, I saw it was an unfamiliar number.
Ye Zhengrong couldn't help but frowned. His phone had special settings and was classified as confidential. Normal people would never be able to call in. The people who could call were usually people he knew. Why did he suddenly get calls from strangers now?
Come here!
Although Ye Zhengrong was confused, he thought that since the other party could call, he would be able to defend himself, so he simply connected the call.
"Hello, who are you?" Ye Zhengrong asked after the call was connected.
"Brother Ye Zi, this is Qingwu." A weak voice came from the other side, and there seemed to be sobbing mixed in the voice.
Hearing the voice from over there, although brief, made Ye Zhengrong fall into deep thought for a while.
Qingwu, Sijiuchengyan Qingwu.
A beautiful girl, a woman with an IQ that is close to that of a demon.
She and Ye Zhengrong grew up in the same compound. She is 3 years younger than Ye Zhengrong, but her wisdom is not weaker than Ye Zhengrong's.
She can also be called Ye Zhengrong's drag queen. She has followed Ye Zhengrong like a boy since she was a child, and she has never been in trouble.
And every time something happened, it was the boys like Ye Zhengrong who took the blame in the end, because the old people in the compound didn't believe that the well-behaved and sensible Yan Qingwu was a troublemaker.
But this is also such a girl. She has been clamoring to marry Ye Zhengrong since she was a child, and even got angry about it. At that time, Ye Zhengrong only regarded it as a joke, because in his heart, Yan Qingwu was
Like his sister.
Later, Ye Zhengrong went abroad and rarely contacted the faxiao in the country. But it was also at that time that he knew that the little girl had become taciturn after he left. She even rarely talked to the faxiao in their group.
He just said: Brother Yezi is back, tell her that in this life, she will never marry except Brother Yezi.
Perhaps knowing this reason, Ye Zhengrong began to avoid Yan Qingwu deliberately, not daring to directly face the girl he had always regarded as his sister. However, as everyone knew, the more this happened, the more Yan Qingwu became.
I have become more determined, and this idea has not changed at all until now.
Ye Zhengrong fell into deep memories at this moment, recalling this infatuated girl and the green years when he had played with this girl.
Perhaps because there was no sound from Ye Zhengrong for a long time, Yan Qingwu on the other side of the phone said again: "Brother Ye Zi, is it you?"
Hearing the voice coming from the other side, Ye Zhengrong just woke up from his memories. His brows were slightly wrinkled and his eyes were deep, making people wonder what he was thinking at this moment.
"Qingwu, it's me! I'm Ye Zi!" Ye Zhengrong said without making the girl over there wait any longer.
However, when Ye Zhengrong finished saying these words, the other party fell into silence, and only faint sobbing could be heard.
For Yan Qingwu, he felt that he owed her too much. He originally wanted to use escape methods to reject this girl who he only regarded as his sister, but he did not expect that he would hurt her even more, and he did not expect that she would be so persistent and so stubborn.
Stubborn.
"Qing Wu, are you okay?" For a moment, Ye Zhengrong, who had always been wise, became a little clumsy. He didn't know what to say and could only ask such a question.
"Not good!... I'm very bad!" As Ye Zhengrong finished speaking, Yan Qingwu's voice came from over there, but the sobbing sound became louder and clearer.
At this moment, Yan Qingwu really felt like her whole body had softened. For ten years, for ten years, the person she liked had been avoiding her, and not many people could understand her feelings.
She worked hard to mature and become strong. She tried to use this busyness to make herself forget about Ye Zhengrong and this period of longing and love, but she couldn't do it.
Although in the past ten years, she still gave people her strong appearance, but no matter how hard the appearance was, only she knew the pain and bitterness. When night came, only she knew the feeling of hiding alone in the corner and crying silently. Now
When she heard Ye Zhengrong's voice across from her, she finally couldn't help but cry.
At this moment, Yan Qingwu cried out the grievances she had felt over the past ten years, the longing she had felt over the past ten years, and even more so the accusation against Ye Zhengrong for hiding from her over the past ten years.
Hearing Yan Qingwu's answer, Ye Zhengrong seemed even more at a loss. He also fell into deep self-blame, blaming himself for being cruel to Yan Qingwu.
"Qingwu, it's Brother Yezi's fault. I shouldn't ignore you! Don't cry first, okay?" There are not many things in this world that can make Ye Zhengrong feel scared and at a loss, but a woman's crying definitely counts.
one.
What Ye Zhengrong didn't expect was that when he finished saying this, Yan Qingwu cried even louder, feeling so wronged and heartbreaking.
"Qingwu, don't cry anymore, otherwise Brother Yezi won't love you anymore!" Ye Zhengrong, who really had no other choice, could only use the method he used to coax Yan Qingwu when he was a child.
"You don't love me in the first place. After ten years of absence, you contacted them but never contacted me once!" Yan Qingwu's crying finally subsided, but she was still sobbing.
"It's Brother Zi's fault. Brother Ye will never ignore Qingwu again!" Regarding Yan Qingwu's accusation, Ye Zhengrong had no room to refute. After all, it was indeed his fault, so now he could only
Ability to constantly admit mistakes.
"Brother Ye Zi, will you come back to see me?" Yan Qingwu's heartbreaking voice came from over there again, and at the same time, there was hope.
"Yes, I will definitely go back to Sijiucheng after a while, specifically to see Qingwu." This time Ye Zhengrong was not perfunctory, but really felt that he should go and see this little girl. The past ten years have been really hard.
Got this girl.
"Then I'll wait for you, Brother Yezi!" After Yan Qingwu heard Ye Zhengrong's words, she almost burst into laughter.
"Yes!", Ye Zhengrong answered affirmatively.
"Brother Ye Zi, I heard they said you are also playing Fantasy Storm, right?" After receiving Ye Zhengrong's affirmative answer, Yan Qingwu finally let go of the burden in her heart, and no longer had to worry that Ye Zhengrong would continue to avoid her.
She can also start talking about something else.
"Yes! Aren't those boys playing?" Yan Qingwu was not surprised to know that she was playing Fantasy Storm. It must have been those boys who leaked her whereabouts.
Yan Qingwu continued, "Brother Ye Zi, I'm playing too! The name of my game is Yiye Zhiqiu, what's yours?"
"Lonely night, lonely lonely night." When he heard the name of Yan Qingwu's game, Ye Zhengrong had to fall into deep thought again. This girl's infatuation really made him feel ashamed, but he was engaged now
She is a real person, and in my heart, I really regard her as my sister.
"Then when you can go to the county town, you have to contact me!" Knowing Ye Zhengrong's game name, Yan Qingwu can better contact her.
"Okay", Ye Zhengrong did not refuse Yan Qingwu's request.
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After chatting for a while, Yan Qingwu smiled and hung up the phone, but Ye Zhengrong knew that this once proud girl just kept her sadness in her heart and was unwilling to show it. However, this made Ye Zhengrong feel even more guilty.
But Ye Zhengrong couldn't give her anything at the moment, nor could he promise anything.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhengrong did not pick up the "Tao Te Ching" again, but looked straight into the distance, lost in memories!
Ye Zhengrong really didn't know how he wanted to treat the girl he regarded as his younger sister. He also didn't know what the outcome of his relationship with Yan Qingwu would be. The future was still far away...
