Chapter 45
Is he downstairs?
Lin Wan's first reaction was disbelief at the joke, and then she realized that Chen Yu had sent the wrong message.
Even if Lin Wan didn't deliberately try to find out, she could still inadvertently learn about the scandals about this international movie star in the streets and alleys and in the gaps of her life.
She bit the soft flesh in her mouth, did not reply to him, and exited the chat interface.
The room was still dark, with only a faint moonlight.
Lin Wan lay down again, but she felt extremely uneasy. She turned over a few times in bed, tapped the phone case with her fingertips, and clicked on it again with some impatience.
She really wanted to see what message Lin Zhen had sent her before.
Even though the news was bound to hurt her, this pain brought her a kind of almost self-abuse happiness.
You see, Lin Zhen actually cared about me.
But he still died.
The phone emitted a bright blue light in the darkness, illuminating a small part of Lin Wan's face, making it look cold and pale.
Lin Zhen didn't send himself too many messages, perhaps because he knew that he had changed all his social methods, so most of his messages seemed a bit stream of consciousness.
I write whatever comes to my mind, without any plan.
Lin Wan read through the messages one by one and counted them. In the past five years, Lin Zhen had sent him 237 messages.
They are sent at all times: morning, noon and late at night.
Lin Wan looked at him expressionlessly, her half-long bangs hanging in front of her eyes, partially blocking her vision, while the hand holding the phone was shaking more and more frequently.
The chill spread from the chest and gradually penetrated into the limbs and bones. The senses gradually became cold and numb, and the body seemed to be gradually immersed in ice water, unable to move.
Lin Zhen did not write a single word about missing her, he only wrote about what he did that day, even until the day before his death.
From this point of view, they are so similar, always stubborn, awkward, and mean-spirited and unwilling to express love and longing. They treat each other in extreme ways, but hope to catch the other's care from the other's subconscious reactions.
This is true for Lin Zhen and Lin Wan as well.
Lin Wan read through 237 text messages over and over again.
On the third day after Lin Zhen left, Lin Wan finally confirmed that her father loved her.
She remembered that Lin Zhen always asked about his own grades, which was her most hated behavior at that time.
This made Lin Wan think for a moment that his value to Lin Zhen was measured by his grades.
But from the few words Lin Zhen sent to him, almost every message mentioned the company's situation on that day, and the company's situation was strongly related to Lin Zhen's mood on that day, affecting his sense of self-identity.
Lin Zhen believed in his heart that this was how the world should work.
And such a perception is extremely absurd to some extent.
Lin Zhen is not a good father.
And Lin Wan is not a good daughter either.
Lin Wan sat on the bed, the quilt casually draped over her legs. It was a little cold, but she didn't care.
She stretched out her hands, held her head, and lay motionless.
Time stretched on, and Lin Wan gradually began to feel breathless. But then another soul jumped out of his body.
It believes that it is not actually that sad, and its current body movements are just a clumsy performance by another self to alleviate the guilt in its heart.
Lin Wan felt it was right, because she stopped crying and seemed extremely calm. She even had the leisure to send Chen Yu a message back.
【Wanwanwanwan: You sent the text message to the wrong person.】
Although others may have realized it a long time ago, Lin Wan has nothing else to do now.
She turned around, exited WeChat, and prepared to watch some short videos to numb her brain nerves. She had been working non-stop all day and only slept for less than two hours on the plane.
She should be sleepy, she told herself, but she wasn't.
The next second, the phone started vibrating.
At first, Lin Wan thought it was a reply from Chen Yu and didn’t even bother to look at the pop-up window, but the vibrations continued.
She reluctantly raised her eyes. It was a phone call.
Her eyes widened instantly, and Lin Wan sat up instantly, with the call interface reflected in her eyes.
She was a little bit incredulous.
Three seconds later, the call was hung up because no one answered for a long time. Lin Wan had just breathed a sigh of relief when the next call came in.
The man's eagerness was evident.
It was already very late at night, and the moon was blocked by sudden dark clouds, without a trace of light.
Lin Wan began to bite her fingernails and looked at the incoming call alert nervously.
Should she answer the call?
Lin Wan remembered the last message Lin Zhen sent her, bit her lower lip, answered the call, and put the phone to her ear.
The familiar voice, accompanied by a strong sound of electricity, reached her ears late at night.
Chen Yu's voice was a little hoarse, perhaps because he hadn't spoken for a long time, or perhaps he was very tired.
"Lin Wan, I'm downstairs." He said, just like that night several years ago.
It’s a pity that things and people have changed.
"Is there something wrong?" Lin Wan glanced at the time displayed on the screen. It was almost three o'clock.
Her attitude seemed particularly cold and hard, but fortunately Chen Yu did not back down because of this.
"I really want to see you."
The man's voice was a little hoarse, but sounded gentle and affectionate, like an adult facing a child with a tough appearance.
"Go away, don't get photographed." Lin Wan reminded, but her voice became even colder.
"Sister." He called softly, "Didn't you say you liked me?"
He seemed to be in a very open place, and Lin Wan could hear the wind whistling past his ears.
Lin Wan closed her eyes and forced herself to face the question: "That was only then, Chen Yu... The situation is different now."
Besides, he has a girlfriend, so it’s even more inappropriate for him to come here in the middle of the night.
But then she softened her tone. After all, Chen Yu had been her younger brother, so perhaps he was just too dependent on her.
But this shouldn’t be the case. Chen Yu has his own biological sister, Gu Zhu?
Lin Wan felt like his brain was a tangled mess that he couldn't sort out no matter how hard he tried.
"We've all grown up." Lin Wan analyzed the situation rationally, trying her best to ensure a smooth and peaceful ending for this chaotic relationship.
"Sister, it's cold outside."
Lin Wan was determined not to listen to his nonsense and steeled her heart not to look outside. She knew that if she looked, her heart would soften.
But she still walked over, and through the shadows of the trees, Lin Wan could see a black figure outside the courtyard.
The sky was still gloomy, and the figure stood under the street light, looking here.
Lin Wan finally softened her heart.
She went downstairs and opened the door.
Chen Yu leaned casually against the pillar, just like that night five years ago.
But now it is autumn, and the wind is so strong that it gives people goose bumps.
The sky was dim, and Lin Wan pretended to be calm as she watched Chen Yu walk in.
We haven't seen each other for five years. The last time we met was when we said our final goodbyes at the airport.
They had a very unpleasant quarrel at that time. Lin Wan never told Chen Yu about her plan. She wishfully and self-righteously believed that the long distance between the two countries could dilute the feelings between them.
Their identities and statuses did not match, and their life plans were inconsistent, so separation was the best choice at the time.
But just as she hoped, their relationship quickly reached a deadlock due to her deliberate actions.
Thin-soled sneakers stepped on the marble tiles without making a sound.
Chen Yu was carrying a bag of vegetables and seemed to be stopping by on his way home.
Lin Wan watched his actions silently, even worried that Chen Yu would scold her out of anger.
He wore wide-brimmed glasses and a gray cold hat.
Lin Wan turned on the light that she had not had time to turn on when she ran down.
The warm yellow light instantly filled the entire living room.
Lin Wan could finally see the high bridge of his nose under his eyes, his thin, pale lips that were slightly pursed, and his collarbone that rose and fell slightly under the collar of his shirt as he moved.
Chen Yu glanced at her, without any greeting, and walked straight to the Chinese kitchen.
The face that I have seen countless times on the mobile phone screen suddenly appeared in the real world, and so close to me.
Lin Wan felt a little nervous.
Chen Yu's movements were extremely natural, and Lin Wan subconsciously moved aside.
After realizing what I had done, I regretted it so much.
It's been so long, I've changed a lot. I wonder if Chen Yu...
The kitchen light came on, and light shone through the glass door.
The stove was twisted and turned on, and the flames suddenly blazed brightly, spreading a faint warmth. The originally cold house suddenly seemed to have warmed up.
Lin Wan's body began to warm up, and she felt a little dazed, as if she had returned to six years ago.
Everything is safe and peaceful.
The next second, Lin Wan quickly came back to her senses and walked into the kitchen to help Chen Yu.
How could a big star like Chen Yu know how to cook? After all, I have been abroad for so long, so I should have some cooking skills.
Although the taste is hard to describe, it is better than both of them going to the hospital.
She walked into the kitchen and tried to take over, but was pushed out by Chen Yu.
Lin Wan could only watch his every move from outside the glass door, fearing that he might get into an accident.
The crisp sound of chopping vegetables echoed through the room. Food was cooking on the stove, and the whole kitchen was filled with warmth.
Lin Wan stood there staring blankly.
Chen Yu's movements were very skillful, as if he had practiced for a long time.
The aroma of food began to fill the empty house.
This sudden warmth was almost aggressive, causing her nerves, which had been tense and defended against the outside world, to relax a little.
Lin Wan watched quietly, seeing his focused profile outlined with a soft contour by the light from the counter.
At that moment, it seemed as if the only things left in the world were the gurgling sound and his subtle movements.
The mushroom porridge was brought out and placed on the wooden table.
Lin Wan felt hungry and suddenly remembered that she had hardly eaten anything since the plane landed, and had been doing so until now.
Chen Yu served Lin Wan some porridge and looked at her with his dark eyes without any emotion.
There was no tenderness like in the phone call, just a cold gaze.
It was like looking at a completely unfamiliar woman.
Lin Wan had indeed changed a lot. She pursed her cracked lips and took the food from Chen Yu's hand.
I whispered "thank you".
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