go home
That day, Wen Yan finally walked out of the college entrance examination hall.
Outside the school gate, her father, mother, and bouquet of sunflowers were still waiting for her - compared to the high school entrance examination, something was missing.
She walked over with a smile and looked around calmly.
Sure enough, he didn’t come.
Lu Wanqing rubbed Wen Yan's head and said happily: "Our Yanyan is finally free. Oh, she was so tired that her face became so thin."
"It's okay, Mom..."
Wen Jie also smiled and took the stationery from her hand and put his arm around her shoulders.
"Just go home with Mom and Dad for dinner tonight, okay? There's a surprise waiting for you at home."
"Aren't you two here? What are we going to eat when we get home?"
"Dad specially invited a chef to come home to cook, and it should be almost done by now. How is it? Are you looking forward to it?"
Wen Yan smiled sweetly.
"Looking forward to it, looking forward to it."
As for the surprise, she already had some guesses.
Judging from the two people's usual style, their home might be decorated with some somewhat rustic balloons or something, and maybe even a cake.
This is what my sister looked like after taking the college entrance examination. Haha, when she was decorating the house, she said it was tacky, but the other two didn't believe her.
When the three of them returned home and opened the door, Lu Wanqing and Wen Jie mysteriously made way for Wen Yan.
"Every word is advanced, every word is advanced."
Wen Yan glanced at the two of them suspiciously and walked into the house.
When Wen Yan saw the familiar balloon decorations in the living room and dining room, her heart was completely at peace.
"Why are you being so secretive? I already knew it—ah..."
“…”
What made her pause was Wen Zhili who suddenly appeared from the kitchen.
She seemed to have just gotten off work, with light makeup on her face and wearing a professional suit.
This was the first time Wen Yan saw her wearing professional attire.
A short black suit jacket, a slim white shirt, a half-length suit skirt, and high heels.
She was holding a plate of steaming braised pork ribs and was standing opposite him, staring at him blankly.
The ribs didn't quite match her exquisite outfit, making the scene seem a little funny.
Wen Yan was just about to laugh - but he saw another figure coming out of the kitchen and standing next to Wen Zhili.
It's a man.
She is half a head taller than Wen Zhili who is wearing high heels. She wears a shirt, trousers and black square-framed glasses.
Wen Yan didn't want to laugh anymore.
She frowned.
At this time, Lu Wanqing and Wen Jie also walked in.
"This is Xiao Zhou, right?
The man smiled and nodded in greeting.
"Hey, Xiaoli, take a break. You finally came home and didn't even change into slippers. Why are you serving dishes in high heels?"
As she spoke, Lu Wanqing took the braised pork ribs from Wen Zhili's hand and placed them on the table.
"As soon as we got home, Auntie asked us to serve the food. It's okay, Mom. I'm used to wearing the shoes."
"Hey, Xiao Zhou is still a guest, how can we let you two serve dishes?"
Wen Jie walked over to his wife, patted her shoulder, and said with a smile, "Xiao Li, it's been a while since you and Yanyan had a good chat. Hurry up and change your shoes, take Xiao Zhou to sit down, and chat with Yanyan. Let us serve the dishes."
"Okay, Dad."
Wen Yan sat alone at the dining table, silently watching Wen Zhili take that "Xiao Zhou" to the entrance to change shoes, and then the two of them sat down opposite her.
There was no "long time no see" or "how are you doing lately?"
No greetings, no regards, just looking at each other in silence.
Wen Yan did not hide the way he was looking at "Xiao Zhou", and his frown was still blatant.
The man finally couldn't stand the torture anymore, and said nervously with a wry smile, "Hello, my name is Zhou Ji, your sister's colleague."
"Hello."
Wen Yan gave him an extremely perfunctory smile, then turned her head away, making it clear that she didn't want to talk any more.
The classic IT guy looks very dull, and he doesn't match her sister in any way when standing next to her.
Seeing her like this, Zhou Ji blinked at Wen Zhili helplessly for help.
But Wen Zhili had no choice but to give him an apologetic smile.
During this moment of silence, Wen Yan's mind was working rapidly, thinking about all the possible reasons why this man suddenly appeared in her house.
If Wen Zhili came back to celebrate the end of his college entrance examination, then why did this man come here?
In other words, all reasonable guesses can only point to the same explanation: my sister is either already in love with this guy, or she is almost in love with him, and their relationship should be very stable.
After all, Wen Zhili is the kind of person who never brings any outsiders home except Qin Zhen.
Besides, my parents are here today.
What's more, today is the day when my college entrance examination ends.
The more Wen Yan thought about it, the worse his expression became.
For example, on the day my sister finished the college entrance examination, she ordered takeout for dinner when she returned home. Although the meal was expensive and sumptuous, why did she specially find a chef to cook for her when she came home? This is obviously not the style of my parents, who are two masters of keeping things in balance.
It turns out that there is a "happy event" waiting here today.
At this time, Wen Zhili gently pushed a cup of milk tea over from somewhere.
Four Seasons Milk Tea.
"Yanyan, add coconut milk jelly."
Wen Yan raised his eyes to look at her.
The sister in her professional attire has a different kind of cool beauty than usual, but her smile is still gentle and moving.
It would be better if there wasn't that guy with the ugly smile next to me.
Wen Yan just said "hmm", didn't look at Wen Zhili again, and didn't touch the cup of Four Seasons Milk Tea.
After a while, the dishes were served one after another, but the three of them still stared at each other in silence. The atmosphere was so awkward that Zhou Ji pushed his glasses up several times.
After a while, Wen Jie came out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, followed by a woman in her thirties wearing a chef's uniform.
"The food is ready, I'm leaving now, okay?"
"Okay, thank you. This dish looks great. I'll come to you next time."
"That's what I said. You can only tell whether the dish is good after you taste it."
The woman smiled, wiped her hands, and left.
The cup of Four Seasons Milk Tea was pushed to the edge of the table as Wen Jie placed the last dish.
Wen Zhili took a look and saw that even the unopened straw was still lying alone beside him.
Lu Wanqing and Wen Jie sat down, both of them in a good mood.
"Yanyan, this guy is called Zhou Ji, and he's your sister's colleague. Just now, he was the one who helped your sister carry the luggage back. Oh, what a bother, Xiao Zhou..."
"It's okay, it's not a bother, uncle or aunt..."
Wen Yan's ears pricked up instantly and she looked at Wen Zhili.
"Luggage? ...You want to go home and live?"
"Well, the rent for the apartment I lived in a while ago is due, and I can't find a suitable place at the moment, so I'm going to stay at home for a while. I'll move out when I find a place."
Wen Zhili didn't look back, but picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and talked to himself.
Lu Wanqing's nagging voice rang out from the side: "Xiao Li, I told your dad to buy you a house next to the company, but you refused. I knew it would be very troublesome to rent a house like this. If you ask me, don't worry about finding a house. It would be much better to just live at home. You and Yanyan..."
Wen Yan buried his head and took a few mouthfuls of rice.
This person can only deceive his parents.
He didn't even find a house at the time, he just left with a suitcase and a bag on his back.
Now she brought back a man and asked him to help carry the luggage...
"Hey, Xiaoli and Xiaozhou, where are you two at?"
Lu Wanqing, who was just muttering about asking Wen Zhili to go home and live there, suddenly changed the subject and smiled teasingly.
She knew her daughter best. She had always been polite and distant since she was young, and she didn't even have many close female friends.
She actually brought a man back today, so they must have a very special relationship.
This boy is fair-skinned and well-mannered. He behaves appropriately and has a decent job, which makes Lu Wanqing very satisfied.
But Wen Jie's face suddenly became a little gloomy. After all, this was the daughter he raised, and now another man was going to occupy her life. He was always a little dissatisfied.
Wen Yan's expression was even more gloomy than Wen Jie's.
"Auntie... I, Zhili and I... we're not in a hurry."
Zhou Ji smiled shyly.
Wen Yan suddenly felt a sharp pain in her eyes and ears.
How come you just saluted?
What's the point of laughing here alone?
"Yes, yes, you young people should wait until your jobs are more stable. There's a long way to go, and true love will be revealed over time. Xiaoli has you by her side now, and you two take care of each other on a daily basis. Her father and I feel much more at ease. By the way, Xiao Zhou, your family..."
Wen Yan glanced at Wen Zhili, who was still eating calmly. She didn't say a word despite her mother's words.
That's the default.
"Hey, Yanyan, tell me, isn't it pleasing to the eye for Xiao Zhou and your sister sitting together?"
Wen Yan didn't understand why her mother suddenly brought up the topic of herself.
Could it be that Ms. Lu Wanqing's many years of business experience didn't tell her that Wen Yan didn't like this "Xiao Zhou"?
"Sister is very beautiful."
Wen Yan answered the question perfunctorily, not caring about Ms. Lu Wanqing's reaction. He just hurriedly ate a few more mouthfuls of rice, even though the white rice in the bowl was so clean that there was not even a trace of oil stain on it.
"Hey, this kid... Xiao Zhou, don't mind her. She's very protective of her sister."
Irritable.
Abnormally irritable.
"Yanyan, spareribs."
Wen Zhili said softly, picking up a piece of braised pork ribs and putting it into her bowl.
Wen Yan moved the bowl away as if avoiding a flood or a beast, her little face tense.
"I've long disliked braised spareribs, sister."
The last two words were spoken through gritted teeth.
Wen Zhili was stunned. Before he could retract the chopsticks holding the spareribs, they were stuck in the air.
Wen Yan looked at her silently.
There was only surprise in those beautiful eyes, without a trace of anger, and even some comfort after realizing what had happened.
Wen Zhili is always like this, Wen Yan couldn't help thinking. She never gets angry or annoyed, and when she looks at you, her eyes are always filled with tolerance and patience.
But now, Wen Yan doesn't like Wen Zhili like this.
I don’t like Wen Zhili who is always nice to everyone and pretends nothing happened.
Wen Zhili doesn't like using the tenderness that should belong only to her to love another person.
She missed the partial sister who used to protect her in the teacher's office and always called her "my child".
She missed her.
The uneasy atmosphere here naturally attracted the attention of everyone at the table.
Wen Jie frowned and said, "Yanyan, why are you..."
"I don't want to eat anymore."
"Not eating anymore? But your sister just came back, you don't..."
"No, I'm a little tired. I'm going to sleep for a while."
Wen Yan set his eyes on Zhou Ji.
"Excuse me."
"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, sister, you go and rest."
Wen Yan stopped looking at anyone and stood up and walked towards the room.
Lu Wanqing's apologetic voice came from behind: "This child is usually very well-behaved and sensible. Maybe he just finished the college entrance examination today. I don't know why..."
Wen Zhili looked at the rice in her bowl that had barely been touched, and the piece of spareribs that seemed unnecessary, but in the end he said nothing.
…
Wen Yan closed the door, isolating everything outside the house.
She doesn't understand.
I don’t understand why Wen Zhili chose the day when she finished the college entrance examination.
She knew clearly that as long as she came back, she would get along well with her.
Because she had long since forgiven Wen Zhili for the harsh words he had said back then, and Wen Zhili must have seen it.
She missed her, her tenderness, her smile, and the faint fragrance on her body.
If every moment of longing is compared to a drop of water, then an ocean called "Wen Zhili" must have accumulated in Wen Yan's heart long ago.
It was painful when I thought of her at first, but the longer time went by, the more the gentle and beautiful sister in my memory prevailed.
Then the sorrows that made her feel helpless became sparse, the words echoing in her ears were not so painful, and the receding figure was not so resolute.
She missed her, and the deep longing overcame any other emotions.
Only three years.
You've come this far on your own.
After forcing himself to take a shower, Wen Yan changed his clothes and fell heavily on the bed, wrapping himself in the quilt.
The fatigue accumulated over the three years of high school finally came flooding in at this moment.
So tired.
This was Wen Yan's last thought before he lost consciousness.
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