Wen Xin was dragging her bag, but suddenly her hands were empty and the bag was snatched away by someone.
She had a hard time carrying two suitcases, but the other person easily lifted them with just one hand.
Yan Zeyang looked tired, and now he was looking at her anxiously, "Why are you carrying your luggage so late at night?"
"None of your business!" Wen Xin didn't expect that he was still downstairs. It was dark, and she didn't pay attention to the car when she went downstairs. "Give my bag back to me." She said with a cold face and was about to grab the bag.
Yan Zeyang moved his hand holding the bag and didn't let her take it. His other hand held Wen Xin's arm. "You are my girlfriend, why can't I take care of you? It's so late, why are you running around? Come back with me."
"I don't!"
In the evening breeze, there were three or two people walking in Songtao Garden from time to time after dinner. Wen Xin's eyes were red as she watched the people walking past, but she didn't see them because they were blocked by the branches nearby.
She said stubbornly, "You just said that you want to calm down. I won't stop you from calming down, but I think I need to calm down too. Let's calm down together. I think we should think about our relationship again and whether it can continue..."
During this period, it is no longer suitable for me to live in your house. After all, it is your place, not mine. I will move to a guesthouse. Thank you for lending me the room during this time. I will solve the accommodation problem myself in the future and you don't have to worry about it. ”
Yan Zeyang walked out of the room earlier. If there was a light on, you could see that his eyes were red. Men don't shed tears easily. His eyes were just red, but he didn't cry. He stood by the door and listened to the crying on the other side of the door until there was no sound. Then he turned around and went downstairs. There was something going on in the group today, so he shouldn't have come back at this time, and he would have rushed back immediately. But now he was leaning against the car, feeling irritable. In the end, he didn't drive away, but smoked one cigarette after another.
Is this world real or fake? Is it an illusion or does it really exist? He has been thinking about it for a few days. He can only force himself to tell himself that no matter it is true or false, it must be true, otherwise how can life go on. However, as long as he thinks about Wen Xin's feelings for him, there may be other factors mixed in, and it is not just that she likes him...
His fragile self-esteem as a big man seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, his worldview was destroyed, and his love life was messed up. He listened to the warm crying and hugged himself with dependence. Didn't his heart hurt? It was painful, but when he thought that this world was written by the woman in that prison, and that he was just a character in Wen Xin's eyes, he felt suffocated.
When faced with warmth, he was at a loss, but he was reluctant to leave. He could only stare at the lights upstairs from downstairs, constantly exhaling choking smoke.
Until Wen Xin came out dragging a box.
Yan Zeyang, who was already exhausted, was stunned when he saw that she was leaving with her luggage. His heart tightened and his face was anxious and flustered. He hurried forward to grab her luggage and grabbed her arm, "Come back with me..."
Then I heard her saying that the two of them should go their separate ways and the bridges should be separated, and she even hinted at breaking up. She wanted to move out, move out of his life, take her luggage with her, and have nothing to do with him from now on. How could this be possible? This was not possible!
Yan Zeyang felt as if his heart was on fire. He held her arm tightly and squeezed out a sound after a long while. He heard his own voice saying, "Do you want me to die?" His chin was blue and his face was haggard. He held her hand and pressed it hard against his chest, saying hoarsely, "Then you might as well give me a quick death. If you want to leave me, you have to be dead..."
As he said this, he ignored Wen Xin's struggle, dropped the bag in his hand, and held Wen Xin tightly in his arms, burying his head deeply in her neck and her long hair, breathing in the familiar faint fragrance, he murmured, "Do you want to see me die? Do you want me to die? Don't go." As he spoke, tears fell.
Wen Xin was still struggling and pushing her hard, but when she felt a string of hot tears dripping onto her smooth neck, she suddenly became quiet. She felt so much grievance in her heart that she even started to cry.
One was crying while holding her, and the other was crying while being held. In the darkness of the night, there was no trace of people on the roadside. Only under the shadow of the trees, in front of a car not far away, there were two suitcases and a man tightly hugging a tall and helpless figure of a woman.
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Wen Xin was very vengeful. No matter how she was coaxed, she finally walked into the guesthouse closest to Songtao Garden with a stern face. As soon as she entered, Yan Zeyang followed in.
Opposite the state-owned guesthouse is the state-owned building. Wen Xin has never lived there, only in residential buildings. The guesthouse has three floors. There is a dining area on the first floor, and the second and third floors are hotels. The staff stared at the two people in front and behind and asked them, "Do you know each other?"
Wen Xin said with a straight face: "I don't know him."
The staff looked at the two people suspiciously, "Reason for accommodation, proof of employment, letter of introduction."
Wen Xin said, "Come to study at university, stay for two days and wait for the start of school. This is my admission letter. Is it okay if I don't have a letter of introduction?"
Although there was a reason for accommodation, the staff member refused without a letter of introduction. "No, you can't check in without a letter of introduction."
Wen Xin stood there biting her lip. She had a letter of introduction, but it was taken away by Yan Zeyang, who wouldn't let her come out to stay in the guesthouse. She was so angry that she wanted to come here, wondering if the guesthouse could let her stay for two days based on the admission letter.
The demon king also confiscated her luggage, which made her so angry that she said she would not go back. She had made up her mind not to go back, and crying in front of her was of no use. ”
At this time, Yan Zeyang placed a piece of paper on the counter and said, "Here is the letter of introduction."
Who is Yan Mo Tou? He didn't want Wen Xin to leave, so how could he let her live in the guesthouse alone? He had already taken out the letter of introduction from her pocket, but Wen Xin had made up her mind. No matter how much he coaxed her, it would not work. It seemed that she would never go back. Even if he sent her luggage back to Songtao Garden, she would not go in.
In the end, he had no choice but to follow her all the way. If he didn't give her the letter of introduction, she would hate him and would not go back even if she had to sleep on the streets.
The staff member was even more suspicious, "You two don't know each other? Then how do you have her letter of introduction? You can't lie."
Yan Motou took out his military ID and said, "I'm sorry, comrade. This is my girlfriend. We had a little quarrel. She wants to stay here for one night. I won't stay. Please open a room for her. Thank you, comrade."
Seeing that the other party was the group leader, the staff member relaxed her expression. She had originally felt it was suspicious and if he really stayed there, she was going to call the police to check the room.
Wen Xin said nothing. After getting the key, she went up to the third floor. The conditions of the guesthouse were average. Thanks to Yan Motou's work permit, the staff arranged a slightly better room for her, but it was still very simple.
At that time, state-owned hotels had a monopoly. When outsiders came here, they had to stay here. They could choose whether to stay or not. The environment was naturally poor, and no one reported this situation. It was good to have a place to stay, and there was no shortage of guests anyway.
Wen Xin took a look after she went in. It was a single-layer wooden bed with a woven straw mat on it, which would be cooler to lie on in the summer. There was also a small window, and on the mat there was an embroidered pillow with the words "good morning" on it. There was a hanging mosquito net above the bed, and a quilt was folded on the bed. It was an old plaid sheet.
There is also a spittoon in the room with some clean water in it.
There was a thermos and several cups on the old table by the window, and a wooden chair underneath. That was basically all there was in the guesthouse room.
Wen Xin regretted her decision as soon as she entered. The cups could still be washed, but the mosquito net was a little yellow. Looking closely at the bed sheets, she saw that they were not washed very clean and there seemed to be some yellow stains on them. She was not a germaphobe, but she also did not want to sleep on a quilt or bed sheets that had been slept on by others. She didn't even know whether it had been washed, how many people had slept on it, or whether there were lice. She didn't even dare to sit on the bed.
It would be great if the luggage was brought over, at least she could put on her own clean bed sheets. She couldn't help stamping her feet and wanted to go back to get her luggage back.
I walked around the room and after a while, I heard a knock on the door. Why was someone knocking on the door?
"Who is it?" Wen Xin asked carefully.
"Me." Yan Mo was probably angry. His voice was not like usual. It was very hoarse and easy to distinguish. If it was someone else, Wen Xin would be very scared, but when she heard his voice, she immediately opened the door and wanted to get angry with him. Why did he hold her luggage and not give it to her?
As soon as I opened the door, I saw the guesthouse staff standing on one side, and Yamatou standing opposite, holding a bag in one hand and a teacup filled with steaming dumplings in the other.
When the staff took the key and took Wen Xin upstairs, he drove back to get her toiletries. Wen Xin didn't know what the guesthouse was like, but Yan Mo Tou knew everything and knew what was needed. On his way back, he went to a private restaurant and filled a white jar of three-fresh shrimp dumplings that Wen Xin loved.
The staff was staring at her with their eyes wide open. Accommodation was very strict at that time. It was definitely not allowed for men and women to live together, except for couples. In this case, the staff would definitely watch. However, there was no problem if the man did not book a room here and only sent food. Instead, the staff member envied Wen Xin. This woman had a really good boyfriend, a soldier. He really loved women and drove to the guesthouse specifically to bring her things and food.
The dumplings in the white porcelain jar were still hot, each one looked like a small ingot. She had been smelling the fragrance all the way. It must be the shrimp dumplings from a private restaurant not far away. They smelled especially good. No ticket was required, but they were expensive. A teacup of this cost six yuan, which was one-fifth of her salary. She looked at Wen Xin with envy. It was so great. When would she be able to find someone who was willing to buy her a teacup of dumplings for six yuan?
Yan Zeyang looked at the environment inside, then looked at Wen Xin, and hesitated to speak. He didn't say anything else. He just handed the bag in his hand to her. He was afraid that she would get burned holding the teacup, so he walked in directly and put it on the table inside.
He turned around and looked at Wen Xin with a pale face, but Wen Xin didn't look at him. The two of them were speechless. When the staff urged him, he rolled his throat with difficulty and said to her: "Don't be afraid, I'm outside."
After everyone had left, Wen Xin started to cry with her lips pursed. She opened the bag and inside were clean quilt covers and sheets, as well as her slippers and toiletries.
She was eating dumplings while crying. After a while, she ran to the window and looked down. There was a jeep parked below, and it had not moved. It was still there.
There were no taps in the rooms of the guesthouse, only in the public restrooms on each floor. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, almost nine o'clock. Wen Xin hurriedly washed up, soaked the clean towel in the bag in the basin in the room, wiped her body with it and took a shower.
After taking a shower, she ran to the window and looked down. The night was too dark and there was no moon, but she could vaguely see the outline of a car parked below, and the intermittent light of a burning cigarette.
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Wen Xin thought she would be scared. In such a guesthouse, there was a faint musty smell and everything was unfamiliar. She thought she would not be able to sleep and would toss and turn in restlessness. However, she did not expect to sleep until dawn and hear a knock on the door.
Hearing the sound, she crawled out from under the mosquito net. She hadn't changed her clothes from yesterday and put them on right after taking a shower. She was still wearing the same goose yellow skirt, which was a little wrinkled from sleeping. Her ponytail was even crooked, and she ran to the door and opened it without combing it.
She was lost in thought, if he was just standing outside the door, then she would forgive him and go home with him. It was not comfortable at all to stay outside for a night, she missed home.
But when she opened the door, only the guesthouse staff were standing outside. She quickly looked outside, but it was empty, with no one there.
"Looking for your boyfriend? He spent the night in the car and left early this morning. He asked me to wait for you to wake up and help him go to the restaurant to buy some food for you. I think you should be awake by now." The staff of the guesthouse was quite cheerful. After all, he earned two extra dollars just by running errands.
"Your boyfriend is so nice to you. You must not quarrel with him anymore." The staff enthusiastically put the food on the table for her. "He told you to eat it while it's hot, not wait until it's cold."
Wen Xin's ponytail was crooked and her hair was messy. She looked a little cute as if she had just woken up. She looked at her blankly.
"Also, he asked me to give this to you, saying that you should stay here peacefully and go back if you don't want to stay any longer."
After saying that, the staff put something on the table, which was a key.
"Oh, by the way, he also said that when you start school in a few days, he will come to help you move your luggage because you can't move it by yourself. Girl, your boyfriend is so good to you." The guesthouse staff said enviously.
Wen Xin reacted and found that he was not outside the door. She felt angry and disappointed.
After a while, he said angrily: Bullshit! She doesn't want his broken key, she wants to break up with him!
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