Huo Jiayuan stared at him blankly, as if she had done something wrong. She quickly removed her hand from Xiao Rong's ear and put her hands behind her back.
Meng Yan glanced at the two of them.
He didn't hear what they were saying. After finishing his cigarette and returning to his room, he found the two people were gone. He instinctively went outside to look for them. When he reached the door, he only vaguely heard the word "leave."
At that moment, his heart felt as if it had been ripped open and then thrown to the ground, causing him a sharp pain.
However, he quickly regained his senses.
He thought with a touch of self-mockery: What right did he have to feel sorry for her? Nothing had ever happened between him and that young girl, except for being labeled as husband and wife. He didn't even know what Huo Jiayuan was thinking.
Their only interaction was that night, the night she carefully applied medicine to his wound. That night she saw his scar, and only that night did her tears flow for him.
Isn't that enough?
He and she belonged to two different worlds.
Now her boyfriend has arrived and is going to take her away from this troublesome place, which is great.
Meng Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, and the smile that came out was even more terrifying than his gloomy face.
"You...are you leaving?" he asked in a deep voice.
Huo Jiayuan glanced at Xiao Rong, stopping him from speaking.
"How are you planning to leave?" Meng Yan asked again. "You're not familiar with this area, so I'll take you there when the time comes."
"Really?" Xiao Rong was somewhat surprised.
"Of course." For some reason, Meng Yan was always annoyed with him, and his "of course" sounded particularly stiff.
However, Xiao Rong didn't seem to mind, and smiled lightly, saying, "If Mr. Meng is willing to help, that would be wonderful."
Meng Yan glanced at him, then ignored him and walked straight up to Huo Jiayuan, asking in a low voice, "When do you plan to leave?"
"Hmm... three days later." Huo Jiayuan lowered her eyelids.
"Oh." Meng Yan said thoughtfully, "How do you plan to get there? Are you going to take a boat?"
"yes."
"Then I'll take you to the dock. There are some fat guys around there, so if you run into them, I can cover for you."
Huo Jiayuan bit her lip and said nothing.
Xiao Rong, standing to the side, smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Meng. Actually, I had already arranged everything, but in case of any unexpected situation, it's better to have a local person with us... Mr. Meng has been helping to take care of Yuan Yuan these past few days, and now you're so kind as to offer to take us there. I'm truly grateful to you..."
"You talk too much," Meng Yan said coldly.
Xiao Rong looked embarrassed and coughed lightly twice.
Meng Yan withdrew her icy gaze, and when she looked at Huo Jiayuan again, her gaze softened considerably.
After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "You can stay here with me for the next three days."
"As you know, Li Mei and Fatty's men are always around. If you move out now, it might attract their attention. Then you might not be able to leave even if you want to."
Xiao Rong's expression changed upon hearing this, "Mr. Meng..."
Meng Yan ignored him, her gaze still fixed on Huo Jiayuan's face. "If your boyfriend is worried, he can stay with me. There's only one thing: you have to keep an eye on him and not let him go out and run around, so as not to cause trouble."
Xiao Rong was stunned. He looked at him and then at Huo Jiayuan. Just as he was about to say something, Huo Jiayuan spoke first: "Xiao Rong, let's do as Meng Yan says."
"But this..."
“I’ll stay here for the next three days, so you don’t need to stay here.” Huo Jiayuan’s voice was soft but carried an undeniable force. “I want to… say goodbye to Meng Yan properly.”
Xiao Rong stared at her blankly for a long time, and finally had no choice but to make an excuse to leave.
However, it took Meng Yan an unknown amount of time to come back to his senses from Huo Jiayuan's final choice, and he realized that the person he disliked had already left.
She was still driven away by Huo Jiayuan.
He smiled foolishly.
I guess you could say I drove him away. I never expected that Huo Jiayuan's final choice would be himself.
"Your boyfriend..." He wanted to ask her if Xiao Rong was angry, but after thinking about it, he realized it was pointless to ask, so he swallowed the words back.
Huo Jiayuan glanced at him and said softly, "He's not my boyfriend."
Meng Yan was dumbfounded again.
"From the moment I introduced you two, I told him he was my good friend. When did I ever say he was my boyfriend?"
“Oh…” Meng Yan was still dumbfounded.
Huo Jiayuan suddenly felt a pang of unease. She knew she should leave Biandu as soon as possible to stop her family from worrying. Now that she knew there was no news of Xiaoman in Biandu, staying any longer would be futile. Leaving sooner might allow her to find new clues.
But in that blank mind, there was always a voice calling out those two words: Meng Yan.
She had so much to say, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
She silently walked into the room. Zhao Ashuang had already tidied up the kitchen. When she saw her return, she happily looked behind her, but when she saw that the person who came in behind her was Meng Yan, Zhao Ashuang seemed to feel a little disappointed.
"Yuan Yuan, your friend... left?" Zhao Ashuang asked cautiously.
"Huh?" Huo Jiayuan was taken aback, then nodded.
A Shuang felt a little awkward, forced a smile, and then made an excuse to leave.
Neither of the two people in the room had the mind to think about A-Shuang's disappointment. They were each preoccupied with their own thoughts, sitting at one end of the sofa. Meng Yan turned on the TV on the wall that he never turned on, flipping through channels randomly, his mind also becoming chaotic.
Only three days left.
She said she wanted to say goodbye to him properly, but he didn't know how to say goodbye.
In his life, there were no farewells, only abandonment.
"Meng Yan." Suddenly, that soft, gentle voice entered his ears, bringing him back to his senses.
"Hmm, what's wrong?"
"I'm leaving in three days. Is there anything you'd like to say to me?"
Meng Yan's throat moved, she straightened her back, and stared intently at the television.
After a long pause, he uttered a few curt words: "Have a safe journey."
"oh……"
Huo Jiayuan lowered her head, rubbed her small hands back and forth, and then interlaced her fingers.
“I imagine your family is well-off,” Meng Yan smiled, her voice soft. “Your parents must love you very much; they’re eagerly awaiting your return.”
"yes."
"Three days will pass quickly, and you will soon be able to see your family."
"Um."
“Yuan Yuan…”
The man placed his hand on his knee, gently stroking it back and forth. He wanted to ask if you would forget him, but his heart quickly dismissed the thought.
What's the point of remembering? We'll never see each other again anyway.
"Meng Yan." Huo Jiayuan looked up and stared intently at the man beside her. "Could you... give me a gift?"
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