Extra 5
For the next two months, Song Ying never looked for You Yi again.
She tried to date Wu Zhisheng, and she never refused Wu Zhisheng's invitation.
Song Ying was quite accustomed to eating and watching movies with Wu Zhisheng like friends, but whenever Wu Zhisheng wanted to take a step closer, Song Ying felt a little resistant.
Wu Zhisheng saw her reluctance and ultimately did not force her.
After they finished their meal at a restaurant near Song Ying's home, they took a walk along the path to digest the food, and Wu Zhisheng took the opportunity to send her home.
The weather in Huaibei was very cold at the moment, but that was convenient for Song Ying, as she no longer had to find excuses to avoid holding his hand.
Song Ying pursed her lips, a little hesitant.
Maybe she should still talk to him clearly and reject him explicitly.
It took her time to adapt to him and accept him, but she couldn't deceive others.
She still couldn't get over it.
The two of them walked in silence.
Song Ying was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice the glances coming his way from time to time.
She was immersed in those polite words when she suddenly felt a chill on her back.
Song Ying looked up suddenly and turned around quickly.
There was no one behind him.
Wu Zhisheng turned around with her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Ying looked at the lonely swaying branch behind him, and his heart sank.
She shook her head: "It's okay."
Before I knew it, I had reached the entrance of the community.
Both of them stopped, but no one said anything else.
Song Ying pursed her lips until they hurt, clenched her fists, and secretly encouraged herself. The words she had prepared were about to come to her lips, but the person in front of her beat her to the punch.
"Yingying."
Wu Zhisheng suddenly called her.
He was rarely so serious, and he felt a little nervous when bringing Song Ying with him.
Song Ying nodded and waited for him to continue.
Wu Zhisheng remained silent for a few seconds, his reserved and calm eyes resting gently on hers, without a trace of aggression.
He smiled, as if to reduce her psychological burden.
"Thank you for agreeing to go on a date with me during this time."
As soon as he said this, Song Ying vaguely guessed what he was going to say.
"Perhaps if you truly love someone, you will find it hard to forget them. If you truly love someone, you will also want her to be truly happy."
Song Ying clenched his hands quietly in his pockets.
"That patient in the hospital is your ex-boyfriend, right? I can see that you still care about him."
Song Ying's throat choked, not knowing what to say.
Wu Zhisheng only stepped forward and said, "Now that he's back, don't force yourself. I want you to be happy more than I want you to be forced. Maybe we're really more suitable to be friends."
His words were like a warm spring in autumn, slowly flowing through her heart, but when they dried up, there was still a trace of imperceptible depression.
Song Ying moved his lips several times, but he didn't know how to say it without sounding hurtful.
Thousands of words gathered at the tip of my tongue, but the only thing that came out was a very soft, "I'm sorry."
Wu Zhisheng let out a very light laugh, and his smile was still as warm and gentle as when she first met him.
"Yingying, you don't have to say sorry to me. We are friends and will be good friends in the future, right?"
He was so polite and thoughtful that he didn't say a single harsh word. He easily relieved her psychological burden without destroying their future at all.
Song Ying felt that he was a friend worthy of close friendship.
She nodded heavily, paused, and nodded again.
"Yes, we are very good friends."
Wu Zhisheng raised his hand to check the time and said, "It's getting late, let's go home."
But before Song Ying could speak, he added, "Yingying, before I leave, can I hold you for a moment?"
A completely reasonable request.
Song Ying felt a slight soreness in the corners of her eyes. She took the initiative to open her arms, took two steps forward, and hugged him.
"Thank you." Song Ying's voice was very low, but she knew that Wu Zhisheng heard it.
He said nothing, but used up all his strength, closed his eyes lightly, and twitched his nostrils slightly, reveling in the beauty of this moment.
The hug didn't last long, it was just enough, not enough to extend any further.
"Go to bed early, bye."
"goodbye."
Song Ying watched Wu Zhisheng get into the car.
But after he left, she didn't rush into the community.
Instead, he glanced to the other side.
The cell phone suddenly vibrated twice. Song Ying moved and leaned against a pillar at the entrance of the community, then lowered his head to read the message.
The few lines of text in the familiar chat box made her absent-minded.
When she put away her phone and looked back at the deserted road, something in her heart settled down.
There was a moment of hesitation in his steps.
She didn't know whether she should move forward.
Should we give it another chance, or just maintain the status quo?
An uncontrollable dull pain spread through my heart.
The next second, Song Ying strode after him.
The person in front was still wearing the same clothes: a thin black T-shirt and black overalls that didn't block much wind.
He seemed to have had his hair cut, and the neat buzz cut looked very clean.
The man didn't notice the person behind him and kept walking at a steady pace.
Until Song Ying's breathing became heavier, the person in front of him paused, turned his head slightly, then quickened his pace and walked forward as if escaping.
"You Yi!"
The emotions in Song Ying's heart burst out in an instant, and she no longer hid them and vented them loudly.
This time, for some reason, the man really stopped because of the shout and did not move forward.
Just as he stopped, Song Ying caught up with him and blocked his way.
Her chest was heaving with disordered breathing, and she gasped for air, trying to calm her breath as quickly as possible.
She then realized that You Yi had not shaved.
There was still a little stain on the side of his cheek, his eyebrows were drooping, and his eyes were deliberately avoiding, returning to the way he was in the hospital.
"If you don't love me anymore, if you will never love me again, what are you doing here? You even want to find out where I live. Do you really want to pry into my life?"
Song Ying showed no mercy and exposed him directly.
"Or are you satisfied watching me dating someone else?"
“…”
You Yi still didn't say anything, but after hearing the word "falling in love", the corner of his eye twitched and his gaze moved upwards quietly.
"It was you a few times before."
Song Ying was talking about the incident where she was followed some time ago.
Occasionally, she would go out to buy something, and on the way home she would feel like someone was watching her, but when she turned around, she found that there was no one there.
She felt that she was definitely being followed, and even went back to her parents' house to stay for a few days, but nothing happened.
This happened several more times after that, but nothing actual happened.
Just now, when she was walking with Wu Zhisheng, she felt that familiar feeling again.
After Wu Zhisheng left, she saw the corner of a black piece of clothing faintly visible behind the thick tree trunk.
“…”
She knew she would be met with silence, so she spoke even more sharply: "Since you're so interested in my life, why don't you just come to my wedding? After all, you're my ex-boyfriend who dumped me. I should at least be able to get back at you and be happy in your presence for once, right?"
"Yingying..."
A voice that was heard after many years, with a hint of forbearance and helplessness, floated over softly.
There was almost no room for maneuver, and Song Ying's eyes were red.
Song Ying bit her lip hard, trying to maintain the last bit of calmness.
"I shouldn't... say those words to you..." You Yi's voice was still as light as cotton, without an ounce of strength, but it could accurately shake Song Ying's defenses.
"Can you... give me another chance?"
As soon as the two stepped into the room, without even turning on the lights, their lips were already eagerly seeking each other.
Song Ying had never felt a kiss like this before.
His unshaved stubble prickled her chin slightly, yet it was also very itchy.
The familiar warmth quickly spread throughout my body.
Even if this person has changed his appearance, even if he is no longer the You Yi of the past.
She only knew that her heart was still beating faster for him, and that her blood was still boiling for him.
They had already done the most intimate thing.
There is no need to say anything more at this point. Between adult men and women, most people just let things take their course and wait for everything to happen.
You Yi stopped at the moment he took off his T-shirt.
In the dim room, Song Ying couldn't see his expression clearly. She only heard him ask in a low voice, "Do you love him?"
Song Ying was stunned for a moment, but then quickly reacted.
He was talking about Wu Zhisheng.
Song Ying kissed him again without saying anything, and she didn't let him go until the muscles in her palms were burning hot.
Her breathing was a little disordered, but her words were very clear.
"Youyi, I only love you. All these years have passed, and I have never forgotten you. I have been waiting for you, and I am still waiting for you until now. I have no intention of getting married..."
The man seemed a little shocked, but soon he became determined and took the initiative to fall in love after a long separation.
There was a small episode at the last moment of the lingering romance, and Youyi still had a last bit of scruples.
Song Ying asked, "What's wrong?"
You Yi took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Don't despise me, okay?"
"I've never disliked you."
"As long as you are still willing to be my Youyi."
This time, he had no baggage.
…
Song Ying was completely exhausted and lay lazily in the man's arms, but she was not sleepy at all.
She was waiting for his explanation.
Some things cannot be solved just by venting in bed.
You Yi was silent for a moment, thinking about what Xu Ying and Qi Yu said to him in the factory that afternoon.
He didn't expect Xu Liang and Qi Yu to come looking for him.
His attitude towards them was similar to that towards Song Ying. He didn't want to see them.
After they parted five years ago, he could no longer stand shoulder to shoulder with them.
He completely ignored them and no matter how much they talked, he didn't react at all.
Xu Jing's attitude towards him was still not very good: "Youyi, what are you pretending to be? On the one hand, you can't let go of Yingying, and on the other hand, you are here saying nothing, and you also act like we all owe you!"
Qi Yu comforted Xu Ying first, then walked up to him and said, "Song Ying is getting married."
He did look up because of this sentence.
It was because of this sentence that I sat down at the negotiation table with them.
Xu Liang didn't want to talk to him at all. Qi Yu was basically controlling the whole situation.
"She was hurt by you last time, and she said that after so many years, it was time to end it. She had no need to persist. After all, compared to a doctor with a stable job and excellent character, a factory worker who can only barely make a living is really not good enough. Besides, Song Ying's ideal type is a doctor who is equally capable as her."
Every word Qi Yu said was like a poke at You Yi's lungs. He then realized that having a group of friends who understood him was not always a good thing.
The doctor that Qi Yu mentioned who was equally capable as Song Ying was the one they imagined him to be now.
You Yi clenched his rough palms, feeling a surge of bitterness in his heart.
Yes, what can he use to make her happy?
When he chose to come back, didn't he ever think about having a future with her?
You Yi, who was a perfect match for Song Ying, died in Switzerland five years ago at the hands of that man.
He suddenly didn't want to continue the conversation.
He shouldn't have any illusions.
However, Qi Yu called him again.
The man placed a beautiful offer directly in front of him, with the "Yian Technology" logo clearly visible on the cover.
"Our company is in dire need of R&D personnel for medical products. Youyi, you helped us last time and helped us find our enemy. As a friend, I'm returning the favor because I value your abilities."
He added, "But this offer comes with one condition. Either you pick yourself up, plan your future well, and win back the person you love, or you continue to give up on yourself here and can only observe her life from the shadows."
Only a fool would choose the wrong answer when it's so obvious.
When it comes to psychological warfare, Qi Yu is truly adept at it, except in front of Xu Liang.
He continued to put pressure on her: "I'll give you three minutes to think about it. As a friend, that's all I can do for you. If you don't want to accept, then we can only happily serve as Song Ying's best man and bridesmaid."
“…”
He admitted that he was shaken.
When he came back without any hope and risking everything, he just wanted to take another good look at her.
But after he came back, he met her unexpectedly and was blocked by her in the repair shop. Then he realized that the desire in his heart was not gone, but he just hadn't met someone who could arouse his desire to live seriously.
He understood what Xu Ying and Qi Yu meant; it was simply for their own good.
He accepted the offer.
If there were another chance, who wouldn't want to take it?
He followed the route he remembered and arrived near the residential area where Song Ying lived.
He leaned against a tree with a trash can in front of him and finished smoking the cigarette in his hand.
My mind seems to be clear, but also seems to be in a state of confusion.
He couldn't help but think of five years ago.
I don’t know if it’s because of an illness, but my brain’s memory function has been damaged and my recall speed has slowed down.
That year, he was still in his second year of graduate school.
My relationship with Song Ying is very stable, and I have even met her parents.
He discussed with his parents about settling down in the country and wanted to buy a 300-square-meter apartment in the center of Huaibei City as his and Song Ying's wedding house.
His mentor admired him very much and always introduced him to new connections and resources, and reserved a very good internship opportunity for him.
At that time, he was full of vigor, pride and confidence. It was a great time in his life.
He once thought that he must have done a lot of good things in his previous life, so that he could meet such considerate and capable parents in this life, and have such an outstanding and beautiful girl whom he loved.
He thought his future was bright, he thought he would be able to marry his beloved girl after graduation, he thought...
That day, he was awakened by a sudden doorbell ring in his apartment, and he was also surprised by the visitor.
He is his father's assistant.
He said anxiously that he had something urgent to do and took him away without caring about anything else.
You Yi was taken onto his father's private plane before he even had time to grab his cell phone.
It was not until he was ten thousand meters in the sky that his assistant told him that his father was seriously ill.
You Yi panicked immediately.
He thought his father was just like those on TV, who never told him things. He thought his father was terminally ill and would soon die.
He asked anxiously, but the assistant didn't explain anything further.
You Yi was only feeling uneasy at that time.
However, after the plane landed, he realized that it was all a trap.
Something did happen to his relative, but it wasn't his father, it was his mother.
His mother fell from a height of 100 meters and was killed.
He didn't even have time to express his grief before he was locked up in a strange cage.
He looked at his father in front of him, his face covered with tears, and he seemed like a stranger.
After a while, my father stopped being like a father.
He took out a steel rod covered with sharp needles and walked towards him slowly, step by step.
You Yi's heart tightened, and before he had time to think, countless sharp needles had already pierced into his flesh.
He cried out in pain.
"Bastard! You are a bastard!!"
"You actually lied to me for so many years! You deserve to die! Damn it!!"
Roars of intense anger accompanied countless swings of the bat. He endured the pain while digesting those incomprehensible words.
"Dad...what are you talking about? Mom just left, why..."
"Don't call me Dad!" When his father heard him call him 'Dad', he became even angrier and swung the bat even harder.
"You're not my son at all. You're the bastard born by that bitch and someone else! I've been so good to you all these years! I thought you were really my good son!"
The pain all over his body suddenly disappeared and he stiffened.
He is not his father's son?!
However, before he could think, his father grabbed his hair again and looked straight into his face.
The man's smile grew darker, and he snorted coldly, "Yeah, you don't look like me at all! You don't look like me at all! I should have seen that long ago, I should have seen that long ago!"
After saying that, he exerted force and threw him backwards.
You Yi didn't know what he hit, he just felt a dull pain at the back of his head and soon fainted.
He never imagined that such days would last so long.
He also didn't expect that his mother didn't fall from the building accidentally, but was pushed down by his "father" himself.
He had no idea that the father he had admired since childhood would become such an inhuman demon.
You Yi was locked in that cage. He cried and begged many times, but it was all in vain.
Finally, he had no way to retreat. When the man came in, he grabbed his trouser legs tightly: "Dad... Dad, I beg you... Please let me contact Yingying. I want to tell her clearly that I am breaking up with her. I beg you, just let me say one word to her..."
His father did not agree to his request.
Later, he gradually became numb.
He even had thoughts of committing suicide, but his father wouldn't let him die, so he couldn't.
Things took a turn for the better half a year ago.
My father suddenly vomited blood and was diagnosed with advanced cancer.
Not long after, he also died.
His father's assistant freed him from that cage.
He said that his father did not leave him a penny of his inheritance, and he would no longer be a member of the You family.
He was kicked out.
At that time, You Yi was aiming for death.
No one stopped him from dying.
But as he stood in front of the cold snowy river and before moving, he remembered the figure that had been fixed in his mind.
That figure had been repeatedly embedded in his mind during countless days and nights over the past few years, almost becoming a part of his brain, allowing him to survive those difficult days.
He stepped back.
At least, before I die, I can see her again.
I wonder if she is a doctor now, has her own apartment, or is married to someone else...
He finally found a part-time job in Switzerland and saved enough money for a plane ticket back home. Finally, on that day, he set out on his journey back home.
The memory suddenly stopped, You Yi felt that the smell of cigarettes on his body had dissipated, but the corners of his eyes felt a little sore.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice not far away.
Turning around, Song Ying and Wu Zhisheng were walking side by side towards the community gate. Before leaving, Song Ying gave Wu Zhisheng a hug and watched him get into the car.
He backed off again.
But Song Ying caught up with him.
…
You Yi didn't know where to start, so he could only follow his memories and explain it bit by bit.
Song Ying was afraid to continue listening several times, but still insisted on hearing the whole story.
By the time he finished speaking, Song Ying was already crying uncontrollably.
No wonder……
No wonder……
No wonder……
If Xu Liang hadn't sent her those messages tonight saying that they went to look for him, if Qi Yu hadn't patted his chest and said that he had seen all her photos in You Yi's mobile phone album, she might have continued to misunderstand.
If Xu Ying and Qi Yu hadn't gone to look for him, they wouldn't be lying here at all. She wouldn't understand what he said at all, let alone know anything.
She clutched his shoulders, unable to stop the tears from falling, and hugged him tightly, almost trembling all over.
"Let's never be apart again, okay?"
She never wanted to wait in the endless time again, never wanted to wait for such cruel news again, and never wanted to be separated from her beloved again.
She wanted to live the life they were supposed to live, and she wanted to turn all the so-called 'shouldn'ts' he mentioned into 'shoulds'.
You Yi also hugged her, and was moved by her emotions, with tears constantly flowing from the corners of his eyes.
Thousands of words came to my lips, but only one word remained.
"good."
She leaned forward and kissed him again.
You Yi did not refuse.
He finally understood that it was not that he had lost the desire to live, but that he had not seen her yet.
What’s past is past.
In the future, he wants to catch up with her again, he wants to be the You Yi of the past, he wants to be the You Yi who is worthy of Song Ying and truly deserves Song Ying's love.
My girl, I was once forced to separate from you. I hope it is not too late. I will use every minute and every second of the rest of my life to make up for the harm I have caused you during the years I have missed.
Only Song Ying can help You Yi start over.
Only Song Ying can make You Yi still believe in love.
Only Song Ying can make You Yi become You Yi.
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