"I..." Xu Rongrong thought for a long time, "I thought I broke my phone and that's why I cried."
Zhan Yiyang sneered: "Is your IQ just enough to think at this level?"
"..." Xu Rongrong said nothing, and Zhan Yiyang asked again, "Do you feel distressed?"
"Of course I feel bad. This mobile phone cost me more than a month's salary." Xu Rongrong sniffed as he spoke, with a careless expression on his face as if he was telling the truth.
"..." Zhan Yiyang gritted his teeth until it hurt. He wished he could pounce on Xu Rongrong and teach this stupid rabbit a lesson.
"Well..." Xu Rongrong smelled the dangerous atmosphere and said hesitantly, "I will not attend your wedding. I happen to have something to do that day. I wish you a happy wedding in advance... Goodbye."
After saying that, Xu Rongrong turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhan Yiyang held her hand in time: "Do you really want me to marry another woman?"
Xu Rongrong did not say "yes" or "no", but instead said: "It has nothing to do with me." This is the most cold and heartless thing.
She was so heartless, firstly to show off to Zhan Yiyang, and secondly, to make herself... completely give up.
Anger suddenly burned in Zhan Yiyang's chest, and it grew stronger and stronger. He gritted his teeth and said every word: "Rongrong, this was originally our wedding."
However, heaven forbid they hold a wedding.
Xu Rongrong was defeated by one sentence. Her tears fell down, but she tried hard not to make a sound. She broke free from Zhan Yiyang's hand and ran forward.
How could Zhan Yiyang trust her to run around alone in her condition?
Zhan Yiyang stepped forward to catch up, and soon caught up with Xu Rongrong, forcefully pulling her back and forcing her to face him.
"Let me go." Xu Rongrong struggled, but still didn't have the courage to look at Zhan Yiyang, "Your fiancée saw it and can't explain it clearly. Let me go, I want to go home."
"..." Zhan Yiyang turned a deaf ear and pulled Xu Rongrong towards the cafe. Finally, he pushed Xu Rongrong into his car without any explanation.
"What are you going to do?" Xu Rongrong looked at Zhan Yiyang defensively.
Zhan Yiyang curled his lips, "Originally I just wanted to send you home. But if I don't do something, how can I live up to the expectant expression on your face?"
As the last note fell, Zhan Yiyang's lips had already covered Xu Rongrong's lips arbitrarily, leaving no gap. He licked and sucked hard, not forgetting to reach out to hug Xu Rongrong tightly, and held her tightly to him with both arms.
In her arms, she seemed to want to use this method to tell Xu Rongrong how much he missed her.
"Well..." Xu Rongrong struggled, but couldn't break free at all. Instead, Zhan Yiyang used more strength to restrain her. In the end, she could only accept Zhan Yiyang's plunder calmly, and her tears fell uncontrollably again.
Come down.
It's not a grievance, but...she knows her own willpower. If this continues, she might desperately throw herself into Zhan Yiyang's arms and tell him: She doesn't want him to marry that woman at all, and prevents him from marrying that woman.
Woman's wedding.
Zhan Yiyang hugged Xu Rongrong and kissed her deeply, but the salty liquid suddenly slipped into the corner of his mouth. He was stunned, let go of Xu Rongrong, wiped away the tears on her face with his rough fingertips, and asked: "Are you there again?"
Why are you crying?"
Xu Rongrong choked up the accusation, "Zhan Yiyang, you are going too far! You are about to get married, how can you do this to me?"
Zhan Yiyang raised his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, "So, you are crying because I want to marry someone else?"
"..." Xu Rongrong couldn't figure out how Zhan Yiyang understood that meaning. It was just taking it out of context, okay? Although... that's a fact.
Zhan Yiyang's mood seemed to have improved a lot, and the corners of his lips curled up: "If you regret it now, you will be my bride on the 15th."
"Impossible!" Xu Rongrong turned away and looked out of the car window... Stop tempting her like this. Her self-control is far less powerful than others think.
"Sure?"
"10000% sure!" Xu Rongrong turned around and glared at Zhan Yiyang, "Do you want me to take out my heart and show you how much I want to leave you?"
"Xu Rongrong!" Zhan Yiyang's expression changed as expected. He glared at Xu Rongrong angrily. He just wanted to pull Xu Rongrong over and give him a good lesson, but in the end he could only grit his teeth and start the car and drive to her house.
The atmosphere in the car was very depressing for the rest of the journey. Zhan Yiyang drove with a sullen expression, and Xu Rongrong did not speak.
Arriving downstairs at Xu Rongrong's house, Zhan Yiyang just stepped on the brakes, her face still tense. Xu Rongrong unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Thank you. I'm going back." When she was about to open the car door, she suddenly remembered something.
He said again, "Let's... let it be like this. Don't come to me again in the future... Yiyang, I wish you happiness."
After saying that, Xu Rongrong opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and ran upstairs without looking back. No one could see her tears.
Zhan Yiyang's eyes followed Xu Rongrong's back. Thinking of Xu Rongrong's last words, the corners of his lips curved in a self-deprecating arc.
How can he be happy without Xu Rongrong?
Except Xu Rongrong, no one in this world can make him happy.
Therefore, he will never let go of this only source of happiness.
At this time, Xu Rongrong had already ran upstairs.
She rushed back to the room, hid behind the curtains and looked down. Zhan Yiyang's car was still parked there.
What is Zhan Yiyang still doing here? She has clearly made it clear.
Before he could think of an answer, Zhan Yiyang's car slowly turned around and drove towards the exit of the community.
Xu Rongrong thought, this is the right thing. She should have left like this a long time ago. In that case, she didn't need to watch him off, and she wouldn't have to be so... heartbroken.
She knew that all she had to do was open her mouth to save her, and all she had to do was open her mouth to get married to Zhan Yiyang. But she couldn't. She could only stand here, watching Zhan Yiyang disappear, and watch him gradually withdraw from her life.
.
Is this...the last time we see each other? He will get married on the 15th, and he...is no longer hers.
Her heart hurt more and more, and Xu Rongrong slowly lost the strength to stand. She covered her heart and slowly slid to the cold wooden floor, with liquid sliding down her cheeks...
One drop, two drops...
Soon, the floor in front of Xu Rongrong was wet with tears.
A few months ago, she agreed to marry Zhan Yiyang in this room. Today, she is also here to watch him leave.
That brief moment has become eternity.
From today on, she can only rely on the memories of those few months to support herself for the rest of her life.
From now on, as long as Zhan Yiyang is happy, she will be satisfied.
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Ten days later.
Airport.
Xu Rongrong pulled out his simple luggage and saw Ye Zi'an from a distance. He raised the corners of his lips and walked towards her.
Today is the 14th, and she just came back from Shuhe.
In the past ten days, she walked slowly in the ancient town, quietly dazed, looking at the scenery that contained stories of time, wanting to forget time there and spend the most difficult day in her life.
However, as the time slowly approached the 15th, she became increasingly unable to escape. It seemed that no matter where she went, someone told her that Zhan Yiyang was about to marry another woman.
She became more and more anxious and her insomnia worsened.
Ye Zi'an said, why don't we learn to enjoy the pain that we can't escape?
Yes, instead of trying to escape in vain, it is better to come back and face it calmly.
So, she came back on this day.
Ye Zi'an took Xu Rongrong's luggage and put his arm around her shoulders, "Let's go, you can stay at my place tonight."
"Yeah." Xu Rongrong nodded, she didn't really want to go home.
It was already dark when we returned to Ye Zi'an's house, and dinner was already placed on the dining table. Under Ye Zi'an's coercion, Xu Rongrong reluctantly ate a little bit, and then she fell listlessly on the sofa.
Turning on the TV, it happened to be the eight o'clock broadcast time. She changed channels aimlessly, but could not find a TV series that she liked. Gradually, Zhan Yiyang's face appeared in her mind again.
These days, this face would come out to occupy her brain no matter what. On the one hand, she felt that it was enough, but on the other hand, she couldn't bear to get rid of him from her mind.
It had been ten days. It was the first time that they had not seen or contacted each other for such a long time. Several times, she looked at Zhan Yiyang's number and wanted to dial it, just to hear his voice. But thinking of his wedding, she thought again
Silently put down the phone.
They would not be able to contact each other for a lifetime, and she had to get used to it.
After a while, Ye Zi'an came over with a glass of milk and touched Xu Rongrong's arm: "Drink it."
Xu Rongrong looked at Ye Zi'an in confusion, and she had to explain patiently: "Don't you have insomnia? Drink a cup of this to help you sleep."
Xu Rongrong actually tried this method, but it didn't help much, but Ye Zi'an had good intentions, so she had no choice but to take it and drink it without leaving a drop.
While drinking milk, Xu Rongrong missed the weird smile in Ye Zi'an's eyes.
Ye Zi'an put something in the milk for tomorrow.
Xu Rongrong handed the cup back to Ye Zi'an, and was lost in thought while watching the TV. After a while, he felt sleepy.
She hadn't felt sleepy for many days, so she told Ye Zi'an, put down the remote control and went back to the room.
Ye Zi'an showed a satisfied smile and sent a message: everything is normal and under control.