Ru Ping had returned home. The people who were once gathered together were like the yellow leaves on a late autumn tree. A gust of wind would scatter them. The wind had been very strong these two days, and the temperature had dropped sharply. Because Jinghan had to stay at her sister's house, she told Xing Lan and Yuxuan that she would not be coming back. The streets were still crowded, but perhaps because the weather had turned cold, these people had all wrapped themselves up tightly. Their footsteps were also very hurried. When they walked out of the restaurant, Xing Lan looked up and scanned the surroundings. People were walking on their own. No one cared about Xing Lan who had stopped.
The wind was very strong. Through the dark gray sky, a tall poplar tree on the street was particularly eye-catching. The autumn wind blew, and the petal-like leaves scattered from the tree crown and flew away with the wind. The people around him were all in a hurry. Xing Lan, who stood in the middle of the crowd, was like a stone that was indifferent. The wind would occasionally ruffle the hair in front of his eyes. Xing Lan only looked up at the sky, only at the yellow leaves that were indifferent in the cold wind. At that time, Xing Lan thought, What were these leaves thinking, or waiting for?
"Pa."
A discordant sound interrupted Xing Lan's thoughts. Xing Lan turned around and saw a figure picking something up on the ground.
"You're too anxious."
After Xing Lan recognized that it was Ya Bin, he helped him pick up the scattered fruits on the ground.
"Damn it, the bag the boss gave me isn't very strong.”
Ya Bin's words did not match.
"What are you going to do?"
Xing Lan stood up and asked Ya Bin.
"Oh, I just ate. What are you doing?”
Ya Bin asked Xing Lan.
"I just ate too. Let's go. It's quite cold here.”
Xing Lan sincerely invited Ya Bin home.
"I won't go."
Ya Bin pretended to smile.
"I have food at home, but I don't want yours. What are you afraid of?”
Xing Lan said as he brought Ya Bin home.
The two of them chatted happily in the room because Xing Lan knew that he did not owe anyone anything and had never done anything to let anyone down, so his conversation was very natural. Ya Bin also let go of the knot in his heart. Perhaps it was because Xing Lan's sincerity had infected him, or perhaps it was because he had already let go.
"Wang Yu has already gone home. I'll go home too after a while. I still feel that it's better to go home.”
Ya Bin drank a mouthful of water and told Xing Lan about his future decision.
"Clang."
The door opened and Yu Xuan walked into the room. There was a girl behind him. Xing Lan did not know her, but Yu Xuan told Xing Lan that she was his friend.
"I'm going home tomorrow."
Standing beside Xing Lan, Yu Xuan told Xing Lan his plans.
"Are you still coming to Beijing?"
Xing Lan drank a mouthful of water, his expression indifferent.
"Not necessarily. The possibility of it coming is relatively small.”
"Send me off. I have too many things.”
Yuxuan asked Xing Lan to send her off.
"Let's see. I still have a lot of things to do.”
Xing Lan replied.
"What can happen to you?”
Yuxuan was a little unhappy.
"These things are enough to give me a headache. What else do you want me to do?”
Xing Lan's words carried a bitter smile.
"Let's go back. It's so late.”
The girl beside Yuxuan kept urging him to go home.
"Alright, I'm leaving. Let me know when you're leaving.”
Ya Bin stood up and looked at Xing Lan with a sincere expression.
"Yeah, keep in touch."
Xing Lan sent Ya Bin to the door.
"Why are you with him? What are you thinking?”
After Yabin left, Yuxuan sat on the bed, his face full of confusion.
"What am I thinking? I don't owe Yabin anything, so why should I let him hate me endlessly every day? It must be very painful to have no way to vent his frustration.”
Xing Lan's words sounded more like he was talking to himself.
"I really don't understand you. It's almost impossible for the two of you to meet again after you split up. Why can't you think about yourself? Aren't you tired of thinking about others every day?”
Yuxuan's words were filled with strong confusion.
"Why don't I think about myself? Think about it, does it feel good to be poked at by others every day?”
Xing Lan did not agree with Yu Xuan's words.
"By the way, why aren't you talking to Yabin?”
Xing Lan noticed that Ya Bin and Yu Xuan were silent.
"He doesn't talk to me or Jinghan. I really don't understand why you're thinking about such a man.”
Yuxuan was furious.
"No way, boss, you guys aren't talking?”
Xing Lan found it hard to believe.
"Why would I lie to you?”
"Let's go back."
The girl beside Yuxuan still urged him to go home.
"Then we'll go. Tomorrow, you can bring Jinghan's things over.”
Yu Xuan gestured for Xing Lan to go get the things.
The next day, the wind was still very strong. Xing Lan moved a lot of things into the house.
"Aren't you going to send me off?"
Watching Xing Lan walk up the stairs, Yu Xuan's tone carried a strong sense of anger.
"How can I go? It's not that I don't want to send you off, but I really have something on.”
Xing Lan had a smile on his face.
"Stinky Xinglan, I'll remember you. Are you going to send me off or not?”
Yuxuan was really angry this time.
"(*^__^*) Hehe…Remember to call me brother next time.”
As Xing Lan spoke, he went straight upstairs. Xing Lan did not dare to look at Yu Xuan's gaze because that gaze would instantly kill Xing Lan.
Yuxuan returned home. In order to reduce the guilt in his heart, Xing Lan took the initiative to give Yuxuan a call.
"What?"
The call went through, and Yuxuan's tone was firm.
"Call me brother."
Xing Lan teased in response to Yu Xuan.
"You're not my brother, and I don't want you to be my brother. If you're not, how can I call you my brother?”
Yu Xuan replied to Xing Lan's words unhappily.
"Hehe, you should be home."
Xing Lan returned to the main topic.
"Yes."
Yuxuan ignored him.
The two of them chatted for a while. Perhaps it was because he could hear the dejection in Xing Lan's tone, Yu Xuan's anger gradually disappeared.
"Will you always wait for her?"
Yu Xuan asked Xing Lan about his plans.
"Yes, since you've already made your choice, why should you have any regrets?”
Xing Lan replied firmly.
"You…How can you be like this?"
Yuxuan's words were very unreasonable.
Xing Lan could not understand what Yu Xuan meant.
"With your conditions, what kind of person do you want to find? If it really doesn't work, I'll find one for you. It must be someone tall, educated, and cultured.”
Yu Xuan threw out one temptation after another, as if the lover she found for Xing Lan was the most perfect existence in this world.
"What about his age?"
Xing Lan asked.
"She's definitely not as old as you. She's definitely a flower.”
Yuxuan was confident.
"Then, does your family have money?"
Xing Lan seemed to be very interested.
"Definitely rich."
"Does she like books?"
"Of course you like it. Otherwise, I would have introduced it to you.”
"Haha, not bad."
Xing Lan smiled.
"How about it? Do you need me to introduce you?"
Yuxuan's tone was determined.
"No, Jinghan is my wife."
Xing Lan's words were very serious.
"Then why did you ask so many questions? Stinky Xinglan, go to hell.”
Yu Xuan hung up the phone immediately and returned to reality. Xing Lan went to the supermarket to get two beers. The few people who should have been very lively were now scattered all over the place. Xing Lan, who was waiting on the street where the cold wind raged, did not know why everything had turned out like this. The only thing Xing Lan thought about was life, so he threw away the wine bottle and went straight back to his residence. He yearned for success. Xing Lan thought that success could prevent separation, and Xing Lan thought that success could keep everything. Xing Lan thought that if he succeeded, he would be able to give Jing Han everything she wanted. Even though his thoughts were laughable and pitiful, Xing Lan believed it at that time, very much.
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