Chapter 79 You are so close to me, yet so far away

Wang Yan walked down the asphalt road, the dim streetlights casting long shadows on him.

Instead of going home, he booked himself a train ticket.

He plans to leave this place, to leave City A.

He had lived here for so many years, and he thought he would feel reluctant and confused, but when he booked that train ticket, he felt empty inside.

I felt no emotion whatsoever, only one thought remained: I didn't care where I was, as long as I wasn't here.

Because Wang Yan realized that he could never forget Su Yueming, nor could he forget every little thing they had done together, nor could he forget the harm he had caused Su Yueming when he imprisoned him.

Although it was only four months, Wang Yan felt as if he had spent half his life with him.

Even if Su Yueming is no longer by his side in the future, those memories will be enough for him to savor for a lifetime, and he will also spend his whole life apologizing to Su Yueming.

If he could gain Su Yueming's forgiveness, Wang Yan was willing to give everything.

The train ticket destination was a place he randomly chose; it had a very nice-sounding name: "South City".

At one o'clock in the morning, Wang Yan boarded that train.

He carried no luggage, only his ID card and bank card in his pocket.

Wang Yan sat in a hard seat by the window, while the person next to him was already dozing off.

He felt no sleepiness whatsoever, and Su Yueming's face kept flashing through his mind.

At dawn, the sun rose from the east, and its dazzling light pierced through the glass and fell on Wang Yan. He reached out to block it as if possessed, but the light still poured out.

The flight attendant's voice rang in my ears: "We are about to arrive at our final destination, Nancheng. Passengers who are about to disembark, please prepare to get off."

As the train began to slow down, Wang Yan slowly stood up.

Following the flow of people out of the train station, Wang Yan turned around and stared blankly at the large sign for Nancheng Station.

I hope he can do better and better here.

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Su Yueming woke up earlier than Wang Yan had expected.

It's only eight o'clock now.

"Wang Yan".

Su Yueming murmured his name.

He really wanted to tell Wang Yan that he had a wonderful dream.

He dreamed that he married Wang Yan.

Not only did they hold a wedding, but they also received blessings from everyone.

They raise cattle, sheep, and dogs on their farms in the Netherlands.

They lived a life of unparalleled happiness, so happy that Su Yueming even smiled in his dreams.

"Wang Yan".

This time, Su Yueming raised his voice slightly and opened his trembling eyes.

The ceiling that comes into view is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Su Yueming didn't react at first. He stared blankly, wondering when Wang Yan had changed the ceiling.

His head felt dizzy, as if a large rock was pressing down on it.

Su Yueming subconsciously raised his hand to rub his temples, and touched them very easily.

He abruptly stopped and quickly sat up.

Fear, like a venomous snake, coiled around his neck from his ankle, its mouth agape, ready to devour him whole.

This is not Wang Yan's home at all.

A storm raged within him, and Su Yueming staggered out of the bedroom, standing barefoot in the living room.

All the ornaments around him seemed to be spinning in front of him, telling him with facts that this was indeed his home.

"Wang Yan!"

Su Yueming couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it. He cried out his name with heart-wrenching pain.

He fantasized that Wang Yan would open one of the doors and come out to tell him that he was just dreaming.

When he woke up, he was still imprisoned in Wang Yan's house.

Unfortunately, this is reality. A voice inside Su Yueming cried out that he had been abandoned.

He was abandoned by Wang Yan.

Whether it was his dizzy head or his utter collapse, Su Yueming slumped to the ground.

Like a puppy abandoned by its owner, it shed tears of grievance.

Why?

Why is that?

Su Yueming couldn't understand it.

Is this what Wang Yan meant by "better for him"?

Or perhaps the initial three-month honeymoon period ended, and Wang Yan grew tired of him?

After all, the world is so big, there are always women who are more handsome than him, who know how to sweet-talk, and who know how to coax people.

But Su Yueming was unwilling to accept it. Why should Wang Yan get what he wanted and discard what he wanted?

Is Su Yueming a dog?

A burning anger and resentment raged within him, and he vowed never to let Wang Yan off the hook.

So Su Yueming, who usually pays great attention to his appearance, went straight to Wang Yan's house without combing his hair or washing his face.

While sitting in the car, Su Yueming was still thinking that if Wang Yan could give him a satisfactory explanation, he might be able to spare his life.

If they said some sweet words, it wouldn't be impossible for them to let Wang Yan off the hook.

Su Yueming pushed open the door, got out of the car, and strode into the residential area.

The biting wind rustled his clothes, but he felt no cold at all; his mind was only focused on seeing Wang Yan as soon as possible.

I strode up to the fifth floor, my heart pounding in my chest.

Su Yueming swallowed the saliva that had welled up inside him, feeling inexplicably nervous.

He raised his hand and knocked hard on the door, each knock feeling like a blow to Su Yueming's nerves.

One minute passed, three minutes passed, five minutes passed.

No one came to open the door for him, and there was no sound from inside.

Su Yueming finally felt the cold.

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, the chill seeping into his limbs and bones.

"Why is no one opening the door? Why?"

Su Yueming kept repeating this sentence with his head down.

He knew why, of course, because there was no one inside; Wang Yan had left.

This realization drove Su Yueming crazy.

He wanted nothing more than to break down the door, but to onlookers, he simply stood there quietly.

Because hope arose in his heart.

Perhaps Wang Yan just went to buy groceries?

People are always like this: even when the facts are right in front of them, they still find a million reasons to convince themselves.

Yes, that must be it.

Su Yueming thought this way and gradually convinced himself of it.

So now he just needs to wait at the door; Wang Yan will be back soon anyway.

This thought caused Su Yueming's tense body to relax slightly.

So he stood at the door like a waiting-for-husband stone.

They waited from dawn until noon, and then from noon until dusk.

The motion-activated lights in the hallway flickered on and off. Su Yueming's legs were already numb and painful, but he still refused to leave.

Until midnight.

Su Yueming finally understood that Wang Yan would not be coming back.

With his already stiff fingers, Su Yueming took his phone out of his pocket and entered the password twice before successfully unlocking it.

The screen's light shone on his pale face, and his lips had long since lost their color.

He trembled as he opened his contacts, wanting to call Wang Yan.

I want to ask him why he hasn't come back yet, and where he went.

But even after searching through his entire contact list, he couldn't find Wang Yan's phone number.

The phone suddenly fell to the ground with a loud "bang".

Just like his relationship with Wang Yan, it was always so close yet so distant.

It's been like this from high school to college; you're right beside me, but I can't seem to reach you no matter what I do.

You are a cloud in the sky, you will not stay for me.

This time, however, Su Yueming clenched his teeth tightly.

Even if Wang Yan escapes to the ends of the earth, he will still catch him!