Yu Yi
Before Qi Wuchen could respond, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
He followed Ling Jianghan to the door and heard a clear and bright female voice coming from outside: "Jiang Han? Are you home?"
Ling Jianghan opened the door and saw a young girl in a white dress carrying two large bags of snacks in her hands.
She was quite shocked when she saw that there were two people standing in front of the door. Her eyes, bright as stars, stared straight at Qi Wuchen: "You invited friends over? I bought a lot of your favorite food, you two can eat together!"
"Come in and talk." Ling Jianghan skillfully opened the shoe cabinet to take out the slippers he had bought specifically for Zhou Yuyi. Zhou Yuyi skillfully put two bags of snacks on the table at the door and bent down to change his shoes.
The two of them seemed to be very familiar with each other's movements.
Qi Wuchen closed the door calmly, without thinking about the relationship between this young and beautiful girl and Ling Jianghan.
"This is the first time I've seen you bring a friend home." Zhou Yuyi stared at Qi Wuchen with curiosity: "Handsome boy, what's your relationship with him?"
"Classmate." Qi Wuchen sat on the single sofa without saying a word, allowing Jiang Han to reply while pouring a glass of water and handing it to Zhou Yuyi.
"That's great. You just transferred here, so you should get familiar with your new classmates." Zhou Yuyi leaned close to his ear and whispered carefully, "You're really handsome."
Ling Jiang Han raised his hand expressionlessly and pushed her head away a little: "Do you want contact information? I'll get one for you."
The voice was neither loud nor soft, just loud enough for Qi Wuchen to understand.
"I don't want it. I have your brother Ying Lian, and that's enough for me." Zhou Yuyi hugged Chuyi and said to Qi Wuchen, "Handsome boy, what's your name?"
"Pray for mistaken dust."
"That's a good name." Zhou Yuyi said to him with a smile, "My name is Zhou Yuyi, you can just call me Sister Yuyi. Jiang Han brought you here, which means he thinks you're a good person. I'll cook tonight, you can stay for dinner!"
Qi Wuchen agreed with a smile and asked Jiang Han to take Chuyi from Zhou Yuyi's arms and get the cat strips.
After dinner, Qi Wuchen washed the dishes and asked Jiang Han to wipe the table. Zhou Yuyi said goodbye to Chuyi who was licking his paws.
She scratched the cat's chin with one hand and waved its left paw with the other: "Be good and stay with your master. Next time I'll bring you some dried fish."
Zhou Yuyi waited until the two men finished their work before leaving with her bag.
Not long after Zhou Yuyi left, Ling Jianghan began to sort out the snacks Zhou Yuyi had bought. Qi Wuchen didn't know how he was organizing them, and he didn't dare to move to help, so he could only sit on the sofa and watch.
I saw Ling Jianghan casually pile some snacks on the coffee table, and then put the remaining snacks into the drawer under the coffee table.
Qi Wuchen silently surveyed the pile of snacks on the coffee table. He had originally wanted to see what Ling Jianghan liked to eat, but before he had looked for long, the person across from him spoke up: "Qi Wuchen, if you want something to eat, just help yourself. Is it sealed?"
“…I don’t want to eat, I’m just looking at it.”
Jiang Han choked for a rare moment before continuing, "Then get it yourself if you want to eat it."
Qi Wuchen silently looked at a box of milk tablets in the pile of snacks, and replied with a smile, hiding his smile.
Ling Jianghan took two cans of Coke from the refrigerator, put one on the coffee table and held the other in his hand.
He sat on the single sofa next to him, facing the balcony. He opened the Coke in his hand with a "pop" and was about to take a sip when he heard Qi Wuchen say, "Your sister treats you well."
Jiang Han paused, raised his eyes and glanced at Qi Wuchen indifferently: "I thought you would say that she is my girlfriend."
"You two are at least six or seven years apart, right?" Qi Wuchen picked up the Coke on the coffee table. "Besides, I'm not deaf. Doesn't she already have someone in her heart?"
Ling Jianghan did not answer, but admired the bright lights outside the balcony with great interest, and raised his hand to take a sip of Coke.
Qi Wuchen was stunned when he saw this, and suddenly felt that he saw the handsome and talented young prime minister from thousands of years ago.
Many, many years ago, his young prime minister often wore a red dress. He would slowly raise his hand to take a sip of tea or drink a glass of wine as the wind blew through the greenery. Every move he made was quite pleasing to the eye.
It was such a handsome and elegant young man who once had Qi Wuchen in his heart.
Qi Wuchen did not dare to let him down, and he always saw through Prime Minister Ling clearly, even though others could not understand or guess what he was thinking.
Just like now, Jiang Han looks relaxed and casual, but he is actually secretly sad.
Qi Wuchen was about to speak when Jiang Han suddenly asked him, "Qi Wuchen, do you believe in retribution?"
Qi Wuchen was stunned when he heard this, and looked up at Ling Jianghan, just in time to meet those eyes that were as calm as a cold pond.
He didn't give an answer, but asked cautiously: "What... do you want to say?"
“…”
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After Zhou Yuyi left, she did not go home immediately, but went to a flower shop and bought a bouquet of roses.
"Yinglian." Zhou Yuyi looked at the photo on the tombstone, and the tears she had been holding back all the way finally overflowed from her eyes.
She clearly had a lot to say to this person, but unexpectedly, all her words could only be turned into one sentence.
Zhou Yuyi's eyes did not move away from the photo. She bent down and carefully placed the rose in her place. Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks along with a soft laugh: "I miss you."
A gust of evening breeze dried some of the tears on her face. She reached out and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears, talking to herself, "It's been six years, and I still can't live without you. What do you think I should do?"
The evening wind was inexplicably angry and was not blowing as gently as before.
Zhou Yuyi arranged the roses and continued, "I will live through six years one after another and take a good look at the rest of the world for you."
Finally, she wiped her eyes with her hand, stood up and said, "I took care of your uncle and aunt's funeral arrangements myself. I'll go visit them for you in a few days."
"You mean... the lover she mentioned has been dead for six years?" Qi Wuchen looked at Ling Jianghan in disbelief.
"Yeah." Ling Jianghan lowered his eyes and stared at his hands. "She took care of Brother Yinglian's parents until their death, guarding their memories alone for six years."
"Didn't anyone persuade her?"
"Persuade?" A slightly bitter smile appeared on Jiang Han's handsome face. "I can't bear to let go of the dead, and I can't let go of the living. Who can persuade her?"
I can’t bear to let go of the dead, and I can’t let go of the living…
Qi Wuchen didn't say anything else, but just lowered his eyes and quietly asked a question in the corner of his heart that would not be answered.
When he died, did Ling Jianghan let him go?
If not, why have you completely forgotten about him now?
Qi Wuchen should have been a little angry, but now he couldn't get angry.
If Jiang Han had survived the four seasons like Zhou Yuyi, relying on memories, how painful and desperate he would have felt.
A sentence he had heard in his dream suddenly entered his ears at an inopportune moment.
"Qi Wuchen, you broke your promise first, which makes me very sad."
He was the one who broke the promise first, so why should Jiang Han still be obsessed with him?
The two of them were silent for a while, each with their own thoughts, and finally Jiang Han broke the silence first.
After finishing his Coke, he threw the can into the trash can and walked into his bedroom without looking back. "The toiletries are on the sink. The blue one is yours. Your bedroom is next door. If you have anything, call me. Don't knock on the door."
Qi Wuchen responded with an "OK" and after watching Ling Jianghan enter the bedroom, he took out his cell phone and added the other party on WeChat.
Little did he know that Ling Jianghan inside was stunned as soon as he closed the door - they had not exchanged phone numbers yet.
He still had one hand on the door handle, hesitating whether to open the door and go out, when he saw the cell phone in his other hand suddenly light up.
In the darkness, he lowered his head and read the contents displayed on the screen: [75c requested to add you as a friend. Additional message: Send me your phone number. Source: The other party added you by searching for WeChat ID.]
Jiang Han frowned after seeing the added source below.
How did Qi Wuchen get his WeChat?
He remembered that he had only given it to Sheng Yao today. The other party said that it would be convenient for him to play games with him in the future, so Jiang Han gave it to him without thinking too much.
The one who asked for WeChat was Sheng Yao, but the one who added WeChat was Qi Wuchen.
Could it be that Sheng Yao asked for Qi Wuchen’s WeChat?
Jiang Han's brain started working rapidly, and he suddenly had an extremely unlikely guess in his mind.
After he agreed to the application, he sent the number, threw the phone casually on the bed and went into the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, Ling Jianghan picked up his phone and started looking at it while wiping his hair.
He stared at the number sent by Qi Wuchen for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and copied it.
When saving it in the notes, he deleted the name he had typed and changed it to 75c.
Ling Jianghan let the towel hang on his head, walked to the computer desk, sat down, and picked up a math test paper to look at.
His desk was a bit messy, with notebooks, textbooks, test papers... everything piled in one place. He didn't bother to tidy it up, so he just started writing with the small pile of books as a cushion.
Jiang Han wrote a lot of drafts for the first multiple-choice question, but before he could figure out the answer, the phone next to him rang.
He glanced up at the incoming call, threw down his pen and answered it.
Qi Wuchen's voice sounded slowly: "Can I borrow a set of clothes from you? I want to take a shower."
Ling Jiang Han stood up and walked towards the wardrobe: "Wait."
He picked up a set of white pajamas, opened the door and saw Qi Wuchen standing in front of the door with a mobile phone.
Ling Jianghan hung up the phone and handed him the clothes: "I'm not as tall as you, so the clothes will be a little small. You have to make do with them for one night."
Qi Wuchen stared at the tattered hair on Ling Jianghan's forehead, stunned for a moment before taking the clothes: "Thank you."
Ling Jianghan raised his hand to close the door when he heard Qi Wuchen say, "You need to dry your hair, otherwise you'll have a headache tomorrow."
Ling Jiang Han said "Oh" and closed the door, leaving Qi Wuchen alone standing there.
At this time, Chuyi came over with his tail wagging, turned around twice, and then lay down in front of Ling Jianghan's door.
Qi Wuchen stared at the white mass on the ground, and it didn't take him long to clear his mind.
Judging from today's situation, the only family member Jiang Han cares about may be Zhou Yuyi.
Therefore, if you want to understand Ling Jianghan’s past and squeeze into Ling Jianghan’s future, you can only start from Zhou Yuyi.
With a clear goal, Qi Wuchen felt at ease and took his clothes to another bathroom to take a shower.
When he finished washing up and was ready to go to bed, the phone on the bedside table lit up.
Qi Wuchen opened it and saw that it was a message from Yun Min, asking him to choose a satisfactory house and rent it for a year and a half, and then return to live with them after the college entrance examination.
There are not many houses for rent in this community. Qi Wuchen looked carefully for a while and finally decisively chose one that was very close to Ling Jianghan.
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