Chapter 80 How can I describe my longing for you?
South City.
Perhaps because of its proximity to the sea, winters here are much warmer than in City A.
Wang Yan was very experienced in finding a house, and he found a cheap and affordable place in less than two days.
Although it was on the first floor, he had a small courtyard.
He has already begun to imagine that he can plant some flowers or vegetables there in the summer.
On the day he moved in, he sat on the sofa, watching a popular TV series on television.
Actually, he didn't want to watch TV.
But if he turns off the TV, then there is no sound in the room.
It was so quiet you could even hear your own heartbeat.
A familiar loneliness rushed toward him, and the waves it stirred up almost swallowed Wang Yan whole.
Without Su Yueming's company, every minute and every second became extremely agonizing.
Wang Yan couldn't help but wonder what Su Yueming was doing at that moment.
Will Su Yueming miss him?
The moment the thought crossed Wang Yan's mind, he wanted to slap himself.
Who would bother to miss someone who illegally imprisoned them?
The sun was already setting outside the window, and the room was gradually getting darker.
The light gradually moved away from Wang Yan, leaving him to be completely swallowed by darkness.
Wang Yan's stomach ached from hunger, but he still didn't want to cook.
Only when the pain became sharp did Wang Yan slowly get up and walk towards the kitchen.
He made himself a packet of instant noodles; he didn't want anything fancy, just something to fill his stomach.
After finishing the soup from the instant noodles, Wang Yan reached out and threw it into the trash can.
It was getting late, so Wang Yan turned off the TV, walked through the dimly lit living room into the bathroom, and began to wash up.
Cool water splashed on my face, wetting the hair on my forehead.
He looked at himself in the mirror and felt that he seemed to have lost some weight.
She reached down and tugged at her collar, revealing her increasingly sunken collarbone.
Suddenly, Su Yueming's words flashed through my mind: "Don't lose any more weight."
Su Yueming seems to have always wanted him to gain weight.
Wang Yan raised his hand and patted his cheeks, determined to never eat instant noodles again and to start eating proper meals.
Wearing slippers, Wang Yan entered the bedroom without turning on the lights.
He lifted a corner of the blanket and carefully lay down.
It was as if Su Yueming was still beside him.
Wang Yan can't stand quiet anymore; the quieter it is, the more he overthinks.
So he opened his phone and opened the audiobook.
You can say anything, as long as there's a sound.
Wang Yan placed his phone next to his pillow and listened to the voice coming from it before finally closing his eyes.
——
Five days have passed since Wang Yan went missing.
Su Yueming had completely lost his patience.
He sat listlessly on the sofa, while Jiang Xiao sat casually opposite him.
"Yueming, tell me the truth, were you dumped?"
When drunk, Jiang Xiao couldn't control his curiosity and couldn't help asking gossipy questions.
What Su Yueming hates most right now is the phrase "being dumped".
Like the reverse scales on a dragon's body, no one is allowed to touch them.
Without hesitation, Su Yueming kicked Jiang Xiao, saying, "If you can't speak properly, then shut up."
"Ha ha."
Jiang Xiao laughed for a while, then burst into tears, sobbing as if by magic, "I got dumped too, what am I going to do?"
"Huh?" Su Yueming frowned, thinking he had misheard. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
In Su Yueming's memory, Jiang Xiao had never stopped having romantic relationships.
In his words, as long as you fall in love quickly, there is no sadness, only love.
"I'm not making this up."
Overcome by alcohol, Jiang Xiao couldn't hold back her tears: "Chi Qiu doesn't want me anymore, he abandoned me... and ran away."
"Let's find another one."
Su Yueming spoke thus, not believing that Jiang Xiao would be sincere.
But upon hearing this, Jiang Xiao suddenly sat up straight, her eyes wide as saucers: "I like him, I love him, I can't live without him."
Su Yueming nodded thoughtfully, "Me too."
Every time we brush past each other, isn't that a kind of loss?
Su Yueming has lost Wang Yan too many times already, and this time he is determined not to let go.
Perhaps because no one paid attention to Jiang Xiao, he cried louder and louder, almost like a donkey braying.
Su Yueming couldn't listen anymore and had no mood to comfort him either.
He's so annoyed with himself, it's a miracle he doesn't need anyone to comfort him.
Su Yueming left Jiang Xiao in the living room and went back to his bedroom alone.
His phone was always on; he was waiting for news from the police station about Wang Yan.
The phone vibrated suddenly, and Su Yueming answered it without hesitation.
My heart was pounding in my chest, and I unconsciously tensed up.
Unfortunately, it wasn't about Wang Yan; it was a message from Song Xiya.
I haven't been able to contact you these past few days. If Jiang Xiao hadn't told me you were alright, I would have called the police.
Could you reply to my message when it's convenient for you?
I'm really worried about you.
Su Yueming gripped his phone tightly in frustration, but to avoid Song Xiya calling the police, he still replied to her message.
I'm fine.
Song Xiya replied quickly: "That's good, I was so worried."
Don't worry, I've been with my boyfriend all these days while I was out of contact.
After sending the message, Su Yueming placed his phone face down on the bedside table.
Whether it shocked Song Xiya or something else, she didn't reply.
Su Yueming was happy to have some peace and quiet.
Unable to sleep, Su Yueming got up, put on his slippers, and got out of bed.
He used the money to buy the old house where Wang Yan used to live.
They then moved all the items inside into the villa.
They didn't even spare the succulent plant.
After wetting the towel with cool water and wringing it out, Su Yueming drew back the curtains to reveal the succulents placed by the window.
He once heard Wang Yan call it Duoduo.
"Duoduo".
Su Yueming mimicked Wang Yan's manner and murmured the same thing.
Then he squatted down and began to carefully wipe the succulent's leaves.
The cool moonlight fell, casting a layer of silvery radiance.
"Duoduo, please bless me so I can find him soon."
If you didn't know better, you'd think succulents were wishing trees.
After wiping it clean, Su Yueming did not get up immediately; he remained in a half-kneeling position.
"I really miss him."
Su Yueming lowered his proud head, resting his chin on his knees.
He spoke from the heart.
The phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated, its ringtone sounding like a death knell.
Su Yueming ran over quickly, and although he had only taken a few steps, he was already panting heavily.
"Hello."
"We've found Wang Yan."
"Where?"
"South City." The person on the other end paused and then added, "The exact location has been sent to your phone."
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