Chapter 487 Go keep your girlfriend company
Song Lanyin looked at him.
Her profession makes it too easy for her to see through a person's thoughts, especially since Wen Jingxi has always been the kind of person whose worries show on his face.
She smiled slightly and said softly, "Teacher Wen, if you want to apologize to me, you can just say so."
Wen Jingxi was taken aback.
“I’m not that petty. If you sincerely apologize, I’ll forgive and forget.”
Wen Jingxi released his hand, coughed lightly, and said in a somewhat stiff tone, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now."
Just then, a taxi stopped beside them, the passenger window rolled down, and the driver shouted, "Need a ride?"
"It's okay, I know you didn't mean it, I forgive you." After saying that, Song Lanyin waved to Wen Jingxi, "I'll take a taxi home myself, you go and be with your girlfriend."
She stepped forward, opened the car door, bent down, and climbed inside.
As the car door closed, Song Lanyin said to the taxi driver, "Driver, to the Katie Hotel."
"Alright!"
The taxi drove away from in front of me.
Wen Jingxi stood there watching, and his palm, which had just held the woman's wrist, suddenly felt empty.
My heart feels empty.
He lowered his eyes, a hint of confusion in them.
Song Lanyin finally stopped bothering him, but he felt uneasy.
"Teacher Wen."
A woman's gentle voice came from behind.
Wen Jingxi turned around and met Yu Yashi's concerned gaze.
"Teacher Wen, I'm sorry, my sister is being unreasonable. If your friend needs my help to explain, please don't hesitate to ask."
"It's nothing." Wen Jingxi smiled faintly. "I explained it to her and apologized. She's straightforward and won't take it to heart."
Upon hearing this, Yu Yashi breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. It's getting late, so I'll take my sister back to school first. We can meet up another day."
"Okay." Wen Jingxi nodded politely. "Drive safely at night."
"Okay." Yu Yashi smiled gently. "You too, Teacher Wen."
...
After saying goodbye to Yu Yashi, Wen Jingxi turned around and got back into his car.
Sitting in the driver's seat, he was momentarily at a loss as to what he was supposed to do.
Song Lanyin's attitude towards him tonight was vastly different from before.
He remembered that piece of porcelain again.
She put down the valuable porcelain without a word and left.
If it were in the past, given Song Lanyin's personality, she would definitely have used this porcelain piece to pester him again.
Why bring up the idea of 'offering oneself in return'?
But this time, she didn't.
This is very unusual!
Suddenly, Wen Jingxi's breath hitched.
He thought about what he had said to Shen Qingshu in the back garden that night.
Could it be that Song Lanyin overheard?
Thinking of this, Wen Jingxi could no longer contain himself, opened his contacts, and dialed Shen Qingshu's number.
It was already late at night when the phone rang twice. Wen Jingxi suddenly remembered that Shen Qingshu might have already gone to sleep, so he quickly hung up the phone.
He held his phone, his expression complex.
...
Song Lanyin returned to her hotel room, slightly tipsy.
She quickly took a shower, put on a bathrobe, and fell asleep on the soft bed.
The effects of the alcohol tonight were probably too strong; she had a dream all night.
In my dream, Wen Jingxi got married, and the bride was Yu Yashi.
The wedding was a grand and solemn affair. The couple wore traditional Chinese wedding attire, and relatives and friends from both sides were present to offer their congratulations.
The wedding night featured a spectacular fireworks display that captivated the entire city; the wedding, a perfect match in terms of social standing, was flawless and blissful in every way.
Suddenly, the dreamscape distorted—
[I still remember that day. On that day, besides going to school, every minute I spent before was spent with my parents by my side...]
The carousel in the amusement park spun and undulated, the surroundings empty and deserted, with only a Cantonese children's song echoing in the air...
Song Lanyin was suddenly awakened by a tightness in her chest and palpitations!
She clutched her chest and sprang up from the bed.
The room was dimly lit.
Song Lanyin lowered her head and gasped for breath.
It took a while for his breathing to gradually calm down.
She raised her hand to run her fingers through her hair, then lay back down on the bed.
She blinked, staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
I never imagined that the aftereffects of a breakup could be so strong!
She has rarely had this dream since she turned 18.
Every time I dream about it, I experience physical reactions like chest tightness and palpitations. The dream is actually very short, and apart from the carousel and that song, there is no other information.
Even such brief dreams troubled her before she turned 18.
Later, Song Wenyuan helped her with psychological counseling and training, which finally helped her completely get rid of this dream.
Unexpectedly, at the age of thirty-two, this dream returned to her because of Wen Jingxi...
Song Lanyin sighed, "It seems we can't stay in Beicheng any longer."
She took out her phone and dialed a number: "Alai, book me a plane ticket, departing from Beicheng, destination..."
For a moment I didn't know where to go?
"You can order it as you see fit."
Alai hesitated for a moment, "Boss, are you planning to go on vacation?"
"Yeah, I've made enough money, but I haven't managed to snag a guy. I'm so bored. Find me a place with lots of handsome guys, I want to go on vacation and clear my head! Maybe I'll even have a romantic encounter!"
The last sentence was obviously just empty talk.
Alai laughed and said, "Okay, I'll check it out and let you know when I've decided."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Song Lanyin tossed her phone aside, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom.
She took off her bathrobe and went into the shower.
Every time she has that dream, she breaks out in a cold sweat.
Although she didn't have many memories, Song Lanyin knew in her heart that those must have been her scattered childhood memories.
As for her age, that's unclear.
My memories before the age of 6 are completely blank except for that dream.
...
When Shen Qingshu woke up, she saw a missed call from Wen Jingxi.
I took a taxi at 1 a.m. last night.
She called Wen Jingxi back.
It rang three times before being answered, and a tired man's voice came through the phone: "Hello?"
"Not up yet?"
Wen Jingxi yawned, "I just went to bed at seven o'clock."
Shen Qingshu: "..."
It's 8:30 now.
She could vaguely guess that Wen Jingxi's insomnia was related to Song Lanyin.
"I saw you called me last night, is something wrong?"
"No." Wen Jingxi's emotions suddenly surged last night.
After a sleepless night, he has now calmed down.
"I accidentally pressed it."
Shen Qingshu, of course, would not believe it.
"Xiao Wen, have you contacted A Yin yet?"
"No."
Shen Qingshu knew that he was actually struggling inside, and that phone call last night was probably also for Song Lanyin.
Shen Qingshu decided to give him a way out, "Although you and Ayin are not destined to be together, she gave you that porcelain piece, so you should at least thank her in person, right?"
“We met at the bar last night, but things were a bit chaotic, and she left before I could thank her.”
"Did you two have a fight?"
“No,” Wen Jingxi sighed, “but I feel like she’s angry with me.”
"Why?"
"I think she must have heard what I said to you in the back garden last night."
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips.
She didn't think Wen Jingxi was slow-witted.
"Since you've already decided to marry Miss Yu, what difference does it make whether Ayin hears it or not?"
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