Chapter 82: Silly boy, how could I bear to threaten you
After saying this, Xing Yu hung up the phone and boarded the plane.
On the other side, Lin Yan stared at the phone screen in a daze, with a heavy heart.
He is very sensitive.
I always feel that something is wrong with Xing Yu.
While I was lost in thought, the phone rang again.
I looked at the caller ID and it was Cheng Qing.
After answering the phone, Cheng Qing's words stunned her.
"Yan Yan, although I promised Xing Yu not to tell you, but after thinking about it, I still have to tell you. After all, he and I are meeting in private, it's not good to hide it from you. If you find out later, I won't be able to explain myself."
Lin Yan: "He came to see you? What did he want from you?"
"Nothing." Cheng Qing said frankly, "I guess Xing Yu just wants to get to know you better. But Yanyan, after meeting and talking with him today, I think he's a very stable and reliable person."
"Yan Yan, if a man is willing to take the time to understand you, it means he really cares about you. I think you should seriously reconsider your relationship with him."
Lin Yan realized that her inner defenses had been peeped into, and a sense of vigilance rushed out of her throat.
"What did Xing Yu ask you? What did he want to know about me? And what did you tell him?"
Her slightly urgent voice was beyond Cheng Qing's expectations.
Cheng Qing was a little confused and paused for a few seconds before saying, "He just asked if anything happened in your past? He also asked...if you were injured in college, and if you had any scars... Anyway, that's all. I thought it was strange at the time, but when I think about it, maybe he just cares about you."
Lin Yan's eyes darkened instantly.
The phone nearly fell out of my palm.
It turned out that he didn't want Cheng Qing's phone number to inquire about the house.
It turned out that he really saw it that night.
I clearly saw the scar on her back...
He knows everything...
What on earth does he want to do.
The vulnerability that she carefully protected was eventually exposed by him.
Panicked and embarrassed.
"Yan Yan?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Cheng Qing asked with concern: "Why are you silent? What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Lin Yan adjusted her tone: "Cheng Qing, I have something else to do. I'll hang up first."
After hanging up, she immediately called Song Yanzheng and hurried out.
It was already evening when they arrived at a Western restaurant, and Song Yanzheng had already ordered her favorite dishes in advance.
Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, she had no appetite.
She stared at him with extremely unfamiliar eyes.
Song Yanzheng seemed to have guessed something, and deliberately avoided the topic, lowering his head and cutting the steak slowly.
"Yan Yan, do you remember? We used to love coming to this restaurant to eat. It's been a long time since we've sat down and had a quiet meal together like this."
He placed his hands on his knees, suppressing some emotions, his fingertips digging deep into the flesh.
"What did you say to Xing Yu?"
The cold tone did not make Song Yanzheng look up at her.
He still lowered his head to cut the steak and replied naturally: "Fool, what can I say to him?"
It was his overly calm attitude that made Lin Yan certain that he must have revealed her past to Xing Yu.
This is the man she has loved for ten years.
This was the man who wiped her tears and promised her seriously that he would not tell her secret to anyone else.
That's ridiculous.
"Song Yanzheng, what do you want to do?"
Questioning tone.
He heard it from Lin Yan for the first time.
He put down his knife and fork, looked up and smiled gently: "Yan Yan, what are you talking about?"
He handed her the cut steak and continued to look ignorant: "Eat it quickly, it will get cold later."
Lin Yan pulled the plate coldly with her arm, and it fell to the ground with a bang.
The guests in the restaurant were attracted by the strange noise and looked over to them.
The waiter also came over and tried to clean up the debris on the ground.
Song Yanzheng raised his hand to the waiter and said very gentlemanly: "Don't bother, I'll collect it."
The waiter looked embarrassed and stood there, not knowing whether to leave or not.
"It's okay." Song Yanzheng looked at her and smiled elegantly: "My girlfriend and I are angry, you go down first."
It turned out to be a quarrel.
The waiter looked at the broken plate, nodded at Song Yanzheng, and turned to leave.
The guests who were eating melons and watching the show may have found it boring and gradually withdrew their gaze.
Everything is calm.
Only Lin Yan was shivering with cold.
"Song Yanzheng, watch your words, I'm not your girlfriend."
Song Yanzheng didn't respond. He stood up, squatted down, and picked up the broken pieces of plate at her feet bit by bit and put them into the trash can.
A soft voice penetrated her ears.
"Yan Yan, don't be angry. I didn't say anything to Xing Yu. I just pretended to threaten him with this matter." He looked up at her and made a serious promise.
"Yan Yan, I won't tell him. I will never go back on my promise to you. My only goal is to force Xing Yu to leave you and make him give up. Don't be angry, okay?"
Lin Yan suddenly felt that the gentle man in front of her was so strange. His appearance, personality and voice were all the same as his.
But it's just different.
"Song Yanzheng, you have changed."
Song Yanzheng picked up the wet towel on the table to wipe his hands, and sat down next to her.
"Yan Yan, I haven't changed. I've always loved you."
Lin Yan moved to the side, trying to keep some distance from him.
But he suddenly grabbed her arm, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes behind his glasses: "Yan Yan, you used to want to stick to me every day, but now you have to hide even when I sit next to you?"
Lin Yan raised her lips coldly: "Let go."
Song Yanzheng remained unmoved.
"If you don't let me go, I'll call for help."
After a few seconds of stalemate, he let go: "Okay, let's eat."
"What are you eating?" Lin Yan mocked, "Eating my blood-soaked buns?"
Song Yanzheng frowned, his voice low and hoarse with apology: "Yan Yan, I was wrong. I shouldn't have mentioned anything to Xing Yu. My original intention was never to tell him about you, but... I was too afraid of losing you."
Lin Yan's words were as cold as ice: "Song Yanzheng, you have already lost me."
"It's okay." He looked at her gently, his eyes shining: "Yan Yan, I am sure I can make you come back to me."
"What certainty?" Lin Yan's face flashed with sarcasm. "You're threatening me with my lingering nightmare?"
Song Yanzheng raised his hand, touched the hair on her chest, picked up a strand, hooked it on his index finger and gently turned it.
"Silly boy, how could I bear to threaten you? In the past... I was the one who let you down. I always thought that no matter what happened, you would never leave me. So, I fearlessly exploited your love for me, making you love me for so many years in vain..."
"Yan Yan, can you give me a chance to make it up to you again? Can you?"
Lin Yan closed her eyes and felt her chest filled with miasma.
It's so uncomfortable to feel the blockage in my heart.
Opening her eyes again, she spoke to him expressionlessly.
"No. Song Yanzheng, from now on, we are not even friends."
"I never look back, no matter who I am or what I am dealing with. Song Yanzheng, there is no possibility between you and me, and I will not be with you just because of your so-called certainty."
"If you really feel sorry for me, please let me go..."
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