She had recovered from peace, took a deep breath and pretended not to see it, just wanted to escape quickly.
Duan Zhian grabbed her wrist and pulled her in another direction.
"Let go." Yanran tried hard to break free.
Duan Zhian pulled her to the lounge beside him and closed the door as if he hadn't heard it.
"Why are you here?" As soon as he entered the door, he asked her with a frown.
"Aren't you not going back to China?" Yanran asked without answering, "How could he be here?"
"..." Duan Zhian was speechless. He stepped forward to pull her hand, but was flashed by.
"Your phone has been blocked. I've been back for two weeks and there is no call except for the first few days when you called me. I don't know what you are doing? I don't even know what you think of my girlfriend Yes, but I seem to understand now." Yanran smiled sadly, "I'm leaving."
"I'll explain to you later." Duan Zhian lowered his curse, "I'll only be back for two days, and I'll be at home..."
"No, I understand." Yanran didn't want to hear it at all, "You should be very busy now and don't waste your time."
"Why are you here?"
"Do you think you are so tall and noble, how could a little person like me attend?" Yanran smiled slightly. After saying this, she felt very aware of it. She didn't expect that one day she could say such mean words.
"..." Duan Zhian was swallowed back by her, "You go back first, I'll call you."
Yanran waved her hand: "No, you can be busy!"
"Ranran." She did this, and he had no way to let her go.
Yanran turned to look at the man and looked at him deeply. The aggrieved rushed up. Suddenly, she happened to be a little unaware of him.
At this time his phone rang, and he picked up the phone to answer. He didn't know what he said on the other end of the phone, so he responded.
Yanran wanted to laugh again. It turned out that there was still a call to him, but she didn't give it to her.
"I'll be busy today, I'll call you." Duan Zhian said, letting her go.
Yanran didn't say much, she left the door first.
"Ranran, what's wrong with you, girl? Are you really uncomfortable?" Zhao Qing looked at her daughter worriedly, her face looked extremely ugly.
"I'm fine. A classmate called me just now. I have to leave first if I have something to do." Yanran didn't want to stay here and said to her mother.
They were originally not important people, and no one would pay attention when Yanran left. Zhao Qing nodded: "I'll accompany you, just let your dad be here."
"No need for mom." Yanran shook her head quickly, "You can accompany dad, I'll leave first."
"Okay then!" Zhao Qing didn't want to throw her husband here and nodded.
She walked out with her bag, and it was a distance from their seats to the exit. She walked quietly, and no one would pay attention to her except Duan Zhian. His dark eyes stared at her like catching prey until she disappeared At the door.
She came out of the door and pulled a car. As soon as she got into the car, she couldn't help crying when she said a place casually.
"Girl, what's wrong with you?"
"Brother, please drive, don't worry about me." Yanran just kept crying, crying happily.
The driver was driving attentively: "Girl, just cry. Don't cry if you get off the bus later. Girls should be beautiful!"
"Thank you."
Yanran cried bitterly, and when she arrived at the place, she wanted to give money.
"No need to give it to me. Wipe the tears. There is nothing that cannot be overcome." The driver said to her.
"Thank you." Yanran still gave the money and went to her mother Qingyang University.
She sat under the big banyan tree that she used to read early, staring blankly.
"Yuan Yanran!" A familiar female voice rang out.
She turned her head and found that it was her former Chinese teacher. She hurriedly stood up and said, "Hello, teacher."
"Is it a holiday? It's rare that you are willing to go back to school." The teacher came over.
"I'm sorry, teacher." Yanran felt embarrassed. Since she went abroad, she has rarely contacted her teachers and classmates.
"What's wrong, this is a bad mood." The teacher sat down next to her and said, "Sit down."
Yanran sat down: "How is the teacher recently?"
"It's great. It's holiday now, and the senior has grown up. I'm always strolling around the school. My son is old and I don't pay attention to my mother." The teacher felt that she was talking too much, and she looked at Yanran's eyes.
It was red, as if I had just cried. "Do you have something to worry about? Do you want to talk to the teacher?"
"It seems that the school has not changed at all." Yanran looked fine at all, and sighed with a smile.
"Girl, it's normal for young people to encounter one or two unhappy things. If it's smooth sailing all the time, that's so boring. Do you think it's right?" The teacher patted her shoulder lightly.
"I know, thank you teacher."
Yanran talked a lot with the teacher, but nothing more than the past.
It was evening when she returned home, and her mother asked her with concern.
"It's okay, it won't be possible to call you. Where have you been?"
"I went to my alma mater to visit, and met my former teacher, so I chatted with you." Yanran replied.
"Well, are there any other things that are uncomfortable?"
"Mom, I'm fine, really." Yanran shook her head, "I'm so tired, I'm going to take a shower."
Zhao Qing nodded, always feeling that his daughter had something to do.
After taking a shower, her phone rang when she was about to eat.
"I'm downstairs of your house, you'll come down within half an hour." After that, he hung up the phone.
Yanran held her cell phone tightly and sent a message for several seconds.
"Ranran, it's time to eat." The mother called herself.
Yanran came back to her senses, went back to her room and changed her clothes and came out: "Mom, I have a classmate who just called me and asked me to have dinner. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so I'm not having dinner at home."
"What kind of classmate, what kind of appointment is at this time." Zhao Qing was not so relieved.
"I'll be back after dinner." Yanran said, going to change her shoes.
"Okay, you can drive your dad's car 1" Zhao Qing said.
"No need, he has a car, I'll leave." She said, ready to go downstairs.
When she arrived at the bottom of the building, at the entrance of the street in front, she saw a black land tiger and slowly walked over.
He actually knew where she lived so quickly? She was both surprised and not surprised. The man didn't get out of the car, so she drove the car door and got in.
Duan Zhian did find out after checking her details and found out that her father Yuan Renzong was a small section chief under his uncle, so their family appeared at the wedding banquet.
No one spoke for a long time. He didn't say anything until he found a place that he thought was quiet: "This time my cousin got married. I will not be back for more than three days and I will leave tomorrow."
“…”
Ranran didn't say anything, and what appeared in his mind was the way he looked at the wedding banquet at noon. He was so far and so high from her. She suddenly realized that she was too far away from him.
“I’ve been really busy lately…”
"Let's break up!" Yanran said without waiting for him to continue.
"What did you say?" Duan Zhian looked at her in disbelief, not expecting that she would break up.
"In your mind, what am I? A dewy marriage you have abroad, a simple little girl who can be played with?"
"That's how you see my feelings for you?" He sank his face as he heard what she said.
"I don't know, now I really don't know anything. I don't know what you are busy with, I don't know who you are, I don't know when you return to China, I don't know your domestic phone number. I'm in front of you
A piece of white paper, but you are a deep black hole where I can’t see the end.”
Yanran was a little excited, which was also the result she achieved in the afternoon. In fact, at the beginning, she was pessimistic about them. She was not a dreamy Cinderella, and she never thought of turning into a sparrow into a phoenix and flying up to a high branch.
And now, after she really knew his family background, she knew that even if she had strong wings, she could not fly up.
"I have a job, and it's not suitable to take you home now. Ranran, I have always been serious about the relationship between us." Duan Zhian reached out to stroke her face.
"I believe, I always believe. You have a job, but you never share your job with me. Even if you are not suitable to take me to your family now, you never talk about your family. Maybe in your mind
I have always been an outsider. You can fall in love with me, but you never intend to bring me into your world. But now I know that your world is not suitable for me. We are destined to be a dewy marriage.
It’s perfect to break up.”
"This is really your idea." Duan Zhian was not good at explaining. Hearing that she said, he also aroused his anger and his eyes became gloomy.
"yes."
"You think it through, Yuan Yanran, I'm not a joke."
"Neither me." Yanran said with a smile.
"good."
Yanran tried hard to endure the tears back.
"I'll send you back."
"No need, I'll go here. I'll have an appointment with a classmate to have dinner." When she went back at this time, her mother would definitely find it strange.
Duan Zhian had a cold face. He was a person who said something was right. If he broke up, he would break up. He would not have any room for trouble with the little girl. He turned to look at Yanran, and she pushed open the car door and got out.
She got off the car and he drove away immediately.
She held her bag tightly and called a classmate.
After returning to China, she didn't contact her classmates well. When the old classmate heard that she was back, she first blamed her for not contacting her early in the morning and immediately said she wanted to meet her. She immediately called a group of friends, five or six people went to have a meal, and after the meal
Sing.
When Yanran was in a very good mood, she rarely drank alcohol. This time she drank a lot of beer, her smile blushed and tilted in her friend's arms.
I don’t know who ordered the song “Gentle Compassion”, and she tilted her body and snatched the microphone and started singing.
Actually, I should have known it long ago.
Your tenderness is a kind of compassion.
But I can't learn it no matter how much.
How can we not be surrounded by love?
Actually, I should have said goodbye long ago.
Your tenderness and your compassion.
But I was still deeply immersed in
The edge of happiness and pain.
Your gentle compassion,
It made me not know how to deal with it.
Can't give me any comfort,
I can no longer stop my tears.
Your gentle compassion,
It makes me not know how to regret it.
Nothing can change any more,
I can never heal my heartbreak again.
After she finished singing, tears fell down, frightening all the classmates.