Chapter 20 You Didn’t Want Her, I Gave You a Chance
While I was wondering, I saw another man jogging towards me.
Lin Yan came to her senses and saw Song Yanzheng coming to her, panting slightly.
He tapped her forehead lightly, and Song Yanzheng raised his lips and looked at her.
"What are you thinking about? Yanyan."
Lin Yan showed no emotion. She took a step back and kept her distance from him. "I didn't think anything of it."
Lin Yan's subconscious retreat was like a dagger piercing his heart.
Song Yanzheng pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses hid the flash of disappointment in his eyes.
"Come on, Yanyan, let's have a good chat."
Lin Yan followed him into the elevator, and Song Yanzheng took her directly to the hotel rooftop.
There is no one, it is very hidden and no one will see it.
Lin Yan felt very uncomfortable with this feeling of stealing.
The weather in northern Beijing is much colder than in my hometown.
Winter in the north is long and bleak.
The wind from the rooftop blew across her cheeks again and again, blowing away the tacit silence between her and Song Yanzheng.
"It's cold, isn't it?" Song Yanzheng moved and used his back to shield her from the wind. Looking at her thin coat, he scolded her in a gentle voice.
"You're already in poor health, yet you're wearing so little. Stupid, aren't you afraid of the cold?"
The natural concern rushed into her body like a cold current.
It was like galloping lightning, rushing around in her chest.
She finally raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, her eyes extremely calm.
"Brother Yan Zheng, if I were your wife, I wouldn't be so magnanimous as to tolerate you having a close confidante by your side. Do you understand what I mean?"
The smile on Song Yanzheng's handsome face finally disappeared.
"Yan Yan, is that why you distance yourself from me? Ignore me? Block me?"
"It's a respect for your wife, and it's a respect for me."
Song Yanzheng argued: "But Yanyan, I really treat you as my sister."
Lin Yan laughed mockingly, not knowing whether she was laughing at him or at herself.
"You know I've been secretly in love with you for so many years, how can you say such things? Just because you can treat me as a sister doesn't mean I can treat you as a brother."
"Song Yanzheng, the reason I can stand before you today is because I've figured it out and let it go. Ten years of unrequited love for you wasn't a waste, after all, you've been with me for ten years. You chose to get off first, going against my will. Now it's time for me to get off and move on."
Lin Yan let out a long sigh and looked into the distance at the tall buildings.
This huge city of Beijing carries the memories of her and Song Yanzheng when they first entered society, struggled together, and supported each other.
But in the end, it was covered by the haze of time and disappeared in the smoke and dust.
She turned her head and smiled with relief.
It is decisiveness, it is farewell, it is a new beginning.
"Brother Yan Zheng, let's leave it at that. If you really treat me as your sister, please don't contact me again. I don't want my new life to be disturbed by the people and things from the past."
"I wish you happiness. I wish you and Xing Yingxue happiness."
After the last word was spoken, Lin Yan left resolutely.
But his hand was held tightly by Song Yanzheng.
She turned her head, and the light of the setting sun hit Song Yanzheng's face obliquely. Although it was a warm yellow light, it made his face look unusually pale.
"Yan Yan..." A hoarse voice came out of his throat, and he hesitated to speak.
Lin Yan looked straight into his eyes and found that she no longer felt any emotion in her heart.
She lowered her head and pried open his fingers one by one, and Song Yanzheng's trembling voice floated into her ears.
"Yan Yan... do we... have to... do this?"
Lin Yan broke free and responded to him with a calm look.
This time, she walked out of Song Yanzheng's sight without looking back.
The wind beside my ears was not as strong as before, but it still carried Song Yanzheng's pale voice.
"Yan Yan...don't go..."
As the sky darkened, the setting sun faded behind the mountaintops.
Song Yanzheng stared blankly at the direction where Lin Yan left. It was as if a hole was dug in his heart, and he was trembling with pain.
He leaned his back against the railing and almost fainted.
The sore eyes seemed to be questioning him.
Why do I feel uncomfortable?
Why does my heart hurt so much?
He never expected that Lin Yan's words just now would have such a huge impact on him.
That was the girl who had been with him throughout his youth. How could he completely erase her from his life?
How could it be possible...
A low-pitched voice accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps suddenly jumped into his ears.
"You still have a chance now."
Song Yanzheng suddenly looked up and saw a cold and steady man standing two meters away from him, leaning his elbows on the railing, looking at the setting sun.
Song Yanzheng's heart skipped a beat, and his first reaction was that he had eavesdropped and seen his conversation with Lin Yan just now.
He looked at his profile warily: "Sir, are you...?"
The man turned his head slowly, his eyes as cold as the coldest days of winter: "Mr. Song, how are you?"
Song Yanzheng took a closer look and found that this person looked very familiar.
Half a minute later, he suddenly remembered: "Mr. Xing?"
Xing Yu stepped forward and nodded.
Song Yanzheng's height is 183 cm, and Xing Yu standing in front of him is a bit taller than him.
It should be 188 or above.
I'm already taller than him, but I'm halfway to losing in momentum.
He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his polite gesture concealing a hint of jealousy that he was not aware of.
"Mr. Xing, didn't Yanyan say that you were busy with work and wouldn't come to the wedding with her?"
"I'm worried about her being alone."
Song Yanzheng felt sad.
It seems their relationship is going smoothly, which is different from what he expected...
Then, Song Yanzheng seemed to have thought of something and asked.
"By the way, what did you mean by that just now? What... opportunity did you say?"
Xing Yu said directly: "Before the wedding takes place, you still have a chance."
Song Yanzheng was stunned and pretended not to understand: "I don't understand what you mean."
"Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"
Song Yanzheng's face suddenly became serious: "Mr. Xing, what do you want to say?"
Xing Yu put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at him with a pitiful and ridiculous look.
"I despise men who are indecisive, hesitant, and always weighing the pros and cons. Mr. Song, think carefully about whether you will choose career or love."
Having said that, it’s almost time to say it out loud.
Song Yanzheng still pretended to be ignorant and evaded the question, "I don't know what you're talking about. The wedding is about to begin. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Xing Yu coldly threw two words at him: "Coward."
Those two words hit him hard on the back like a stone.
Song Yanzheng stopped, clenched his fists, and did not look back: "Mr. Xing, I hope you will treat Yanyan well."
"Song Yanzheng, remember this." Xing Yu spoke each word with great force: "You are the one who didn't want her. I gave you a chance."
His nails dug into his palms, but Song Yanzheng didn't feel any pain.
On the contrary, my heart aches...
The wedding was accompanied by soothing music.
Lin Yan sat in the audience and looked at the smiling, gentle man on the stage, without a trace of emotion in her eyes.
At the fence on the third floor, Xing Yu, holding a glass of wine, looked at her in the audience with complicated eyes.
Staring intently, never moving my eyes...
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