Chapter 314: That Rainy Day in Mingshui Lane
Chapter 314: That Rainy Day in Mingshui Lane
"Where are you now? I'm coming to find you."
Fu Yanjing's gentle voice pulled Wen Jinye back to reality.
Her heart was beating so fast.
I will always be moved by that scene.
Wen Jin suddenly felt an impulse to disregard everything.
I really want to take Fu Yanjing back to Mingshui Lane.
"I'm at the principal's office door."
"I came out to find you."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Yanjing turned around and found that all the seemingly respectable and meticulous people in the office were practically sticking their ears into his receiver, their faces filled with gossip.
“Jin Ye, An Yu?” A female teacher’s voice was filled with disbelief. “This…this looks like a student I taught. I was their homeroom teacher.”
Is your girlfriend named Wen Jinye?
Fu Yanjing was taken aback upon hearing this, "Yes..."
"Oh my god!" the female teacher couldn't help but exclaim. Two people who seemed to come from completely different worlds were actually together.
Fu Yanjing nodded politely, "My girlfriend is outside the office door, I have to go out and find her first."
The female teacher said, "Come in and let's chat. I haven't heard from Wen Jinye in a long time."
Actually, Wen Jin had a very low profile in the class at that time.
She is introverted, doesn't like to talk, doesn't make mistakes but also doesn't show them.
My academic performance is consistently good, but sometimes my tuition fees are delayed.
Compared to Wen Jinye, An Yuling's performance left a deeper impression on the female teacher.
I confiscated seven or eight of her romance novels alone.
At that time, she was just a young woman who had recently gotten married, and she criticized people harshly time and time again.
But she also loves to look into the corners where no one else can see her.
The only thing that left a deep impression on me was that I never imagined that people with such different personalities as An Yu and Wen Jin would be inseparable.
If she hadn't suddenly heard the name, the female teacher would have almost forgotten Wen Jinye's name.
"No, thank you." Fu Yanjing declined, not wanting anyone to peek into Wen Jin's memories that she was unwilling to reveal. "If she wants to exchange pleasantries, I will personally take her to visit me."
After saying this, he politely took his leave and declined everyone in the office's offer to see him off.
I didn't want Wen Jin to feel any discomfort either.
As he walked out of the principal's office, at the end of the corridor, Wen Jin was standing in front of the window, gazing at the scenery below.
The light shone on her, as if adding a graceful and hazy filter.
Perhaps they had seen the same corridor countless times before.
Wen Jin heard footsteps and suddenly turned around.
She wasn't looking at the playground from this direction, but at the basketball court on the other side of the playground.
Wen Jinye still pointed downstairs, "Fu Yanjing, do you know, back in high school, you were even more handsome than them when you played basketball!"
Her eyes were bright and playful, and the admiration that overflowed in them was hard to tell whether it belonged to the twenty-six-year-old Wen Jinye or the seventeen-year-old Wen Jinye.
He strode over, intending to say:
Wen Jinye, please tell me.
From what moment did he begin to miss Wen Jinye in high school?
Unexpectedly, it was Wen Jin who first wrapped her arms around his waist.
He looked up, his gaze gentle and devout.
"Fu Yanjing, let me take you to Mingshui Lane."
His heart suddenly skipped a beat. "Is it there?"
"yes--"
An Yu was a blazing spark in her bleak youth.
Fu Yanjing was the glimmer of light she caught during her damp rainy season.
*
Many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Mingshui Lane has long since changed its appearance, no longer resembling what it used to be.
But the old locust tree is still there.
The area was enclosed by a concrete barrier and protected.
Wen Jin also led Fu Yanjing as they walked and walked.
It eventually stopped in a seemingly ordinary place.
Fu Yanjing's fingertips trembled, a kind of nervousness mixed with the feeling of being close to home. Wen Jin also held her fingers, which were warm, cool and soft.
Fu Yanjing asked, "Is it here? What was I doing when we first met?"
Wen Jin smiled and said, "Our first meeting wasn't here. Mr. Fu, you're so narcissistic! Just because you're handsome, does that mean I have to like you at first sight?"
She even had the mood to joke with Fu Yanjing.
Fu Yanjing felt an indescribable tension; his heart was pounding.
Listening to Wen Jinye's soft yet earnest voice, she finally drew back the curtain on that long-buried past.
"This is the place where my heart fluttered for you."
"Many years ago, on an ordinary rainy evening." Fu Yanjing felt Wen Jinye's fingers curling up. He gently stroked the back of Wen Jinye's hand, listening silently and attentively.
"Tan Donglin and his gang of thugs surrounded me in the car. Their vulgar discussions, lewd voices, and excessive demands made me wonder if that was the beginning of my descent into a darker abyss."
Fu Yanjing felt as if he was being choked by her calm voice.
Some vague memory seems to be breaking free of its cage.
It's a rainy day.
A girl surrounded by a group of delinquents.
There was also an orange-yellow beverage bottle thrown at him.
His memory suddenly returned to that day.
Xu Xiangbai made a phone call and summoned more than a dozen bodyguards.
To keep him away from the power struggle, the Fu family outwardly sent him abroad to study, but secretly sent him to Jiangbei and entrusted him to the Xu family, a family with whom they had a long-standing friendship.
His safety is absolutely paramount and cannot be compromised.
It was no coincidence that Fu Yanjing first appeared in the pitch-black Mingshui Lane.
When Xu Xiangbai came to school in the morning, his new girlfriend, who was the leader of an unknown small group, had her driver drive more than a thousand kilometers to Jiangbei No. 1 Middle School to find him without telling her agent or company.
Two second-generation rich kids, whose wealth dates back to their great-grandfather's generation, insist on pretending to be a pair of star-crossed lovers, meeting up at this crucial moment.
Xu Xiangbai jumped into the girl's van, and the two of them poured out their hearts to each other as if they had been in love for a long time.
They had only been together for a month and a half.
And by the end of next month, the relationship had already broken down.
Fu Yanjing didn't take Xu Xiangbai's choice of his girlfriend without hesitation to heart.
As I walked towards the school with a few books in my hand, I passed the supermarket across the street and saw a few hooligans from the neighboring school smoking under a tree.
What he said was even more offensive.
"When are you going to let us see your cousin? You always say she has a great figure, but you keep your good stuff to yourself, right?"
"The girls at Jiangbei No.1 High School are all aloof and arrogant. I haven't even met any of the top students at Jiangbei No.1 High School yet."
Fu Yanjing did not stop walking.
Just then, Tan Donglin's voice reached his ears.
"Brother Xiang, tonight! That girl walks out of Mingshui Lane after school. Let's surround her there. She won't dare to utter a sound, or I'll beat her to death."
A burst of laughter erupted. "How can you treat your sister like this?"
"Sister, sister, isn't it more exciting to do it?"
The red light is on across the zebra crossing.
Fu Yanjing stood at the intersection, turning his head to look at the group of boys who were worse than animals.
He clearly disliked meddling in other people's business and always believed that the strong prey on the weak, and that everyone should face their own destiny.
But as evening approached, the sky darkened and the rain began to pour.
During the last class, he inexplicably became distracted.
Looking at the raindrops forming lines on the glass and the condensed moisture, I suddenly remembered what those thugs had said that morning.
Perhaps, that was the beginning of a tragedy for a helpless girl.
As the school bell rang, horns blared incessantly at the school gate, causing a massive traffic jam that made it impossible to move an inch.
Fu Yanjing, holding an umbrella, walked deeper into Mingshui Lane as if possessed.
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A note from the author:
Kavenka was finding it difficult to move an inch.
Update 2 today
See you tomorrow, ladies!
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