Chapter 4 is a bit presumptuous



Chapter 4 It's a bit presumptuous

“…” It was the first time that Lin Yan saw a man being so shameless. She pulled her hand back with a cold face.

"Coach Xing, you are a teacher at least. Please pay attention to your words and actions."

"Just kidding." Xing Yu stopped there, frowned, and sneered: "Forget it if it's not a wolf."

After saying that, Xing Yu picked up the clothes hanging on the chair and put them on, then walked to the window.

When she looked up again, he had a cigarette between his fingers, leaning against the wall and looking at her nonchalantly.

"Have you found the house?"

Lin Yan didn't answer, but instead said, "Coach Xing, please keep your brother in check. Isn't it intrusive of him to keep calling me sister-in-law?"

The bluish-white smoke blurred Xing Yu's face, and a lazy tone floated over along with the smoke rings.

"Well, that was a bit presumptuous."

Lin Yan said seriously, "Also, whether you're teasing me or serious, I'm not interested in you. You're not my type."

The eyes beneath the smoke darkened for a moment.

Xing Yu bent his back slightly, lowered his head, took another puff of his cigarette, and then put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

When the smoke cleared, he squinted his eyes and looked at her: "Then how about this, change your type."

Talking at cross purposes.

Playing the lute to a cow.

Unable to communicate.

Lin Yan turned to leave, but he stopped her: "Wait. I'm getting off work soon, I'll give you a ride home."

"unnecessary."

"There are no buses at this hour."

"I'll take a taxi."

"The taxi fare back to town is over eighty."

“…”

"Don't worry." Xing Yu said sanctimoniously, "I'm very honest and I truly treat you as a friend."

“…”

"Give me a few minutes. I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes."

Lin Yan finally compromised because of her difficult financial situation.

Eighty yuan, if she saves it, is enough for her to buy several meals of noodles in town.

On the way back, Xing Yu was quite normal and didn't talk to her much along the way.

He sent her home and left.

It was almost eight o'clock. As I walked into the corridor, a warm and familiar male voice suddenly sounded behind me.

"Yan Yan."

Lin Yan suddenly realized and her heart skipped a beat.

She took a breath, calmed herself and turned around.

Under the street light, a man wearing rimless glasses was looking at her tenderly.

His smile is as bright as ever and his face is still handsome.

It was Song Yanzheng, the man she had secretly loved for ten years.

While she was stunned, Song Yanzheng walked up to her, knocked on her forehead and scolded her.

"Yan Yan, you went back to your hometown quietly without telling me. If Cheng Qing hadn't told me, I would have thought you were still in Jingbei."

Lin Yan came back to her senses and said calmly: "I was too busy and forgot."

Song Yanzheng was not used to her indifference and frowned: "Yan Yan, you have changed. You used to tell me everything, why now..."

"Brother Yan Zheng," Lin Yan interrupted, her tone deliberately distant. "You're engaged now. I think we need to keep our distance."

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere froze.

After a long time, Song Yanzheng took out a red invitation from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Yan Yan, I'm getting married on the 15th of next month. I hope you can come. You know, I... I always treat you as my sister."

Lin Yan's heart sank into an ice cellar.

It turned out that Song Yanzheng came all the way across the province to see her just to give her an invitation.

"Okay, I'll definitely be there." Lin Yan's fingertips, pinching the invitation, turned increasingly pale. "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Yan Yan... I..." Song Yanzheng hesitated, a look of shame and guilt on his face. "I'm sorry. I know your feelings, I knew it a long time ago... On the one hand, I accepted your kindness and couldn't bear to push you away, but on the other hand, I didn't want to break the window paper between us..."

"Yan Yan, our families are too similar. You can't help me with my career... It would be very difficult for us to be together. Her family is a prestigious family that ordinary people like us can't reach. For my future, I must marry her."

"I know you've been having a hard time lately. If you need help, just ask me."

Gusts of cold wind blew past her ears, but her body was like a machine, not feeling a bit of the chill.

It turns out that Song Yanzheng knew everything.

The ambiguous signals he sent her made her mistakenly believe that Song Yanzheng had a good impression of her.

Now it seems that she is just a ridiculous spare tire.

Although her heart was already in a knot, she remained calm.

"No thanks. I wish you happiness and success."

After watching Song Yanzheng leave, the ice flowers condensed in his pupils finally rolled out.

She had been walking in endless darkness for many years, and it was Song Yanzheng who accompanied her to find the light little by little.

When the cold winter ends, it turns out that the stars may not always shine.

Ten years, how can my heart not ache?

There was a sound of footsteps coming closer and closer behind me. I was about to turn around when Xing Yu's voice came into my ears.

"Sweetheart?"

When she turned around, a black figure was already standing in front of her.

The next second, Xing Yu raised his hand, and his cool fingertips wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Is this your type? Not that great."

Lin Yan turned her face away, habitually keeping a distance from him.

She lowered her head to wipe away the tears, and tried her best to disguise her unbearableness with a steady voice.

"It is not honorable to eavesdrop on other people's conversations."

"I wasn't eavesdropping." Xing Yu handed her the phone: "You left it in my car. I'll give it to you when I get back."

She took the phone and said, "Sorry for the trouble. I'll go home first."

"Lin Yan."

"Um?"

Xing Yu didn't respond, but just looked at her eyes which were still red.

Lin Yan's eyes passed through his, but she caught a glimpse of a very strong radicalism in his eyes.

The force was like a whirlpool, and it seemed as if it was about to drown her.

I always feel like he has something to say.

Yet he was trying hard to restrain something.

Just as I was about to speak, a man and a woman came down the corridor.

The man was well-dressed, but very short, estimated to be a little over 1.6 meters tall.

With that height, he would probably dangle his legs even when sitting on the curb.

The woman, dressed in jewels and a mink coat, looked like a nouveau riche who had won five million.

Although they hadn't seen each other for eight years, Lin Yan recognized her at first sight.

She is Zhou Feiyue, the only daughter of Zhou Gang and An Chunfang, who is three years older than her.

When she was a child, she was treated like a dog and bullied a lot.

Zhou Feiyue has been a good student since childhood. She was admitted to the Normal College in northern Beijing. After graduation, she became a teacher and also found a husband who is a civil servant with a Beijing household registration.

She is famous in the town for marrying well.

"Lin Yan?" Zhou Feiyue also recognized her. He walked closer, looked her up and down, and began to sneer at her. "You haven't been home for eight years. What's wrong with you thinking of coming back this year?"

Lin Yan didn't respond, and it was unclear whether she was happy or angry.

Zhou Feiyue glanced at her and introduced the man beside her with a sense of superiority: "This is your brother-in-law An Cheng. He works in the Beijing North government as a section chief and manages dozens of people."

"Yeah." Lin Yan said in a calm tone, "Hello, brother-in-law."

An Cheng said little, just smiled and nodded.

Only then did Zhou Feiyue notice that there was a tall and stern man standing next to Lin Yan.

He is very handsome, with sharp eyes and a strong aura.

That set of clothes looked a little pale from being washed and lacked any texture. It was obviously a cheap item.

He looks poor from head to toe.

She is definitely not as good as her husband.

"Who is this?"

Before Lin Yan could speak, Xing Yu introduced himself.

"Xing Yu. Lin Yan's blind date."

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