Chapter 187 Meeting Again
When Song Yan returned to the restaurant, Si Yuan was wiping Si Xingzhou's mouth. The usually aloof Si Yuan would unconsciously soften whenever she was with children.
From a distance, Si Yuan's profile was bathed in a warm golden light, clean and soft.
Looking at Si Yuan like this, Song Yan felt closer to her and more dependent on her than anyone else, even though she didn't completely belong to him.
Thinking of Jiang Wang, whom he had just met, Song Yan felt a surge of fear and coldness.
He fears that the current balance will be disrupted.
Song Yan looked up at him and noticed that he seemed a little distracted. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Yan snapped out of his daze, stepped forward and draped the wool shawl over her shoulders, then smiled and said, "It's nothing, just ran into an acquaintance."
Si Yuan paused for a moment, then lowered her head to adjust her shawl, and found an opportunity to say, "If you're busy with work, you can go ahead and do it. Xiao Zhou and I will be fine on our own."
As Song Yan looked at her, the smile in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a barely perceptible sense of loss.
He raised an eyebrow, his tone slightly teasing: "Xiao Yuan, are you in such a hurry to get rid of me?"
Si Yuan's smile froze almost imperceptibly for a moment, then she gently shook her head: "No."
Returning to silence, Song Yan calmed down.
The scene at the elevator entrance kept flashing through his mind.
Jiang Wang, Jiang Wang is also in Nancheng, and in this hotel, what a coincidence!
After dinner, Song Yan didn't bring up going out again, only saying that it was raining heavily outside and there were many people with the flu recently, so it would be better to go back and rest early. Si Yuan didn't think much of it and took Si Xingzhou's hand to walk with him towards the elevator.
The elevator doors slowly opened.
There was another person standing inside, a man.
Si Yuan only glanced at it briefly, but she immediately realized something.
Jiang Wang.
She and Jiang Wang reunited.
Jiang Wang reacted much later. He didn't expect to see those eyes and that porcelain-white face so quickly. Five years had passed, and it was as if they had gone through a lot of hardships together. She had changed a lot, as if she had been shattered and rebuilt, with no trace of the past remaining.
Jiang Wang had one hand hanging by his side, his knuckles taut and white. The dim corridor light fell on his profile, outlining his cold and hard features.
Jiang Wang had imagined their reunion countless times, wondering what kind of earth-shattering reunion it would be. Perhaps... he would be filled with sorrow and anger, questioning Si Yuan about why she had left without a word.
If she hated him, or couldn't forget the lost child, she should at least give herself a written judgment before leaving, instead of leaving him bewildered and helpless as she suddenly disappeared...
But when that day actually arrived, it was just so ordinary. It was raining heavily outside, and they were separated by an elevator door, a few meters apart, so close, yet so far.
I remember now, our reunion five years ago was just like that, in an elevator. Back then, she was timid, as scared as a rabbit.
Jiang Wang's gaze first fell on Si Yuan's face, as if it were nailed to something, and he didn't look away for a long time.
Then, her gaze slowly moved down and settled on the little boy she was holding hands with.
Si Xingzhou blinked, surprised that it was this uncle he had met several times before. He couldn't help but smile and said softly, "Hello, Uncle."
Song Yan's hand tightened slightly, then he stepped forward and casually took Si Xingzhou's other hand. His posture was natural, but it carried a blatant sense of possession.
He looked up at Jiang Wang, raised an eyebrow, and spoke first: "What a coincidence, President Jiang."
Jiang Wang glanced at him but didn't say anything. He then slightly moved aside to make room for them.
Si Yuan walked into the elevator with her head down. Her hair gently brushed against his shoulder. If he had worn an outfit with accessories like he did five years ago, it would have tangled in her hair again.
But not this time.
Just like their relationship, nothing can hold them together anymore.
Song Yan followed behind Si Yuan as the elevator doors slowly closed, leaving only their breathing in the narrow space.
Jiang Wang's gaze fell on her shoulder.
That wool shawl was the one he had just seen in Song Yan's hands.
In that instant, he felt his fingertips were icy cold, as if even his blood had frozen.
Si Xingzhou seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere and curiously looked up to examine Jiang Wang.
He has great taste; this uncle is indeed handsome.
The elevator slowly ascended, and the numbers jumped one after another.
Every second felt like it was pushing Jiang Wang into an abyss.
To have come to this point with the woman you deeply love, where you don't even exchange a single word when you meet, acting like complete strangers, would make any man feel ridiculous.
He wanted to speak, to ask her—why did you leave without saying goodbye five years ago? He wanted to ask her—how could you be so heartless and ungrateful…
But all the words were stuck in his throat, turning into a pain that almost tore him apart.
"bite--"
The elevator has arrived.
Song Yan led Si Xingzhou out first, with Si Yuan following behind.
As she passed by Jiang Wang, her shoulder almost brushed against his sleeve, but she never looked up at him.
The door slowly closed, completely separating Jiang Wang from their backs.
He stood there until the elevator doors closed completely before slowly exhaling. His breath was filled with coldness.
Si Yuan's steps felt like lead, and she didn't know why she was about to be unable to move.
But she recovered quickly.
So he quickened his pace.
I just didn't dare to look back.
Jiang Wang just stared at her, not even glancing at him. His steps were more steady than before, showing improvement.
However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing.
Oh, I forgot, they also have a marriage certificate.
——
As it was getting dark, Song Yan had no reason to stay any longer. The hotel was full, and he couldn't book a place to stay.
Song Yan stood in the entryway, preparing to leave, looking at Si Yuan, trying to discern if she was any different since their reunion. But now, he knew he couldn't see through Si Yuan at all; he couldn't guess anything from her.
So he opened his mouth several times, but said nothing.
"Uncle, let's go back quickly, the rain is going to get heavier." Si Xingzhou looked up at him, his eyes sparkling, his face innocent.
"Thank you for spending time with us today, Uncle," he added sweetly.
A cute and cuddly... dismissal notice.
Song Yan was both amused and exasperated. He patted Xiao Zhou's head and smiled, "Alright, then Uncle is off."
Song Yan didn't know what Jiang Wang was thinking, but seeing that the two of them hadn't said a word to each other today, he guessed that they both felt that the other wasn't that important anymore.
Moreover, after witnessing what happened in the elevator... Jiang Wang would probably think that Si Xingzhou was his child.
Song Yan felt a sliver of hope.
She suddenly felt relieved, relieved that Si Yuan's heart had grown colder, that he no longer believed in himself, but also no longer believed in Jiang Wang.
——
As expected, the rain intensified during the night. The wind, carrying the raindrops, lashed against the glass, sounding like someone rapidly knocking.
A thunderclap cleaved the night sky, and a flash of white lightning illuminated a corner of the bedroom.
Si Yuan suddenly opened her eyes, startled awake by the sound.
At the same time, there was a short knock on the door.
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