Yang Fan didn't expect Wen Ruan to come directly from the capital to find him.
At that time, he was taking Mother Yang for a check-up in the hospital. When he returned to the ward, he saw Wen Ruan waiting for him in the ward.
He was stunned for a moment, and Mother Yang smiled and invited her to sit down.
Yang's mother liked Wen Ruan very much and asked her to chat. Wen Ruan responded to Yang's mother's words while secretly glancing at Yang Fan.
"Auntie, I'm here to see Brother Yang Fan. I just arrived in Lancheng and came here right after I got off the plane."
When Mother Yang heard this, she said, "You haven't eaten yet? It's so hard for you to come all the way, Xiaofan, please take Wenruan out for dinner quickly and choose a delicious restaurant. We can't starve our little Ruan." "
Yang Fan nodded and went out with Wen Ruan.
They walked together on the avenue outside the inpatient department, Yang Fan walked half a step in front, and Wen Ruan fell behind, trying to keep up with his pace. She didn't know why Yang Fan walked so fast, as if he was in a hurry.
There was silence between each other along the way, not because Wen Ruan didn't want to talk, but because she couldn't find a chance to speak. She kept looking at Yang Fan in front of her, his handsome face in profile under the street lamp, cold and silent.
Yang Fan looked at the asphalt road winding to the entrance of the hospital, which was very quiet in the night.
But his heart was not at peace at all.
He walked this road with Jiang Yue. He always pushed him to the side of the road, teasing him and making small moves towards him. His voice was heard along the way.
Thinking of these, Yang Fan felt so depressed that he walked faster and faster.
Wen Ruan accidentally tripped and stopped, standing there looking at Yang Fan's back, and found that he had walked ten meters away without noticing that she was lagging behind.
Wen Ruan lowered her eyes and sighed, then quickly chased after him.
"Brother Yang Fan, why are you walking so fast? I can't even keep up."
Yang Fan said "hmm" and slowed down.
When she arrived at the entrance of the hospital and prepared to take a taxi, Yang Fan asked her what she wanted to eat. She said she was not very hungry. Yang Fan searched on her phone and took her to a Korean food store.
When we entered the store and sat down, Wen Ruan smiled and said, "How do you know I like to eat Korean food?"
Yang Fan paused for a moment. He just searched the nearby restaurants online. They all had late-night barbecues. Only this one had a better environment and the food looked appetizing.
"Don't you girls all like to eat?"
The smile on Wen Ruan's face gradually faded, "Oh, it seems that Brother Yang Fan knows girls very well."
She muttered, it turned out that she didn't specifically remember her preferences.
Yang Fan pretended not to hear anything and lowered his head to order.
Yang Fan had no appetite, so he ate some casually. Wen Ruan saw him looking out the window absently.
"Brother Yang Fan, are you worried?"
Yang Fan came back to his senses and turned his head slightly embarrassed, "No."
He looked at Wen Ruan and said, "Eat quickly."
When the meal was almost finished, Yang Fan suddenly said, "Do your parents know that you are coming over?"
Wen Ruan pursed her lips and said, "I don't know, they are very busy."
"If you come here without saying hello, your parents will be worried." Yang Fan sighed, "I'll take you back tomorrow."
"No, brother Yang Fan, I'm here to find you. Even if my parents ask, they won't blame me if I tell them the truth."
Yang Fan frowned slightly, "Why did you come to me? Didn't I make it clear to you on the phone?"
Wen Ruan saw that his face looked a little bad, and she pursed her lips, "I also said, I don't care about the family conditions you mentioned, your job, house, car...all the mess, I don't want anything. What I like is you as a person, and I am willing to marry you like this."
"I don't want to."
Yang Fan looked at her, "Wen Ruan, you are the only daughter in your family. Both your parents are well-known. I don't even have a job now. Do you want people around you to say that you found a freeloader?"
"They won't say that about you, brother Yang Fan. We grew up together. My parents know who you are. They like you very much and value your personal abilities..."
"Wen Ruan, I told you, I don't want to get married now."
"Why, why?"
Yang Fan turned his head and looked out the window. The cold wind seemed to be mixed with white foam.
Like snowflakes.
In March, it actually snowed in the city.
It's really cold.
How is the weather in Beijing? Is it snowing too?
But the chill was not felt in the Korean food shop, and the military hotpot on the table made a slurping sound.
Wen Ruan's black and white eyes looked straight at Yang Fan.
After a while, he said, "No reason."
Wen Ruan's heart suddenly calmed down, and she heard Yang Fan say——
"Wen Ruan, it's possible that I will never get married in my life."
The sounds around him seemed to have disappeared.
She knew that Yang Fan was rejecting her, and it wasn't the first time that he rejected her.
But she didn't know why, but she felt that this should be the last time.
Wen Ruan lowered her head, her bangs on her temples slightly covering her eyes. She said no more, and Yang Fan was also silent. The only sound on the table was the boiling sound of hot pot.
After eating, Yang Fan paid and took Wen Ruan to a nearby hotel.
Four hundred meters away, Yang Fan said he wanted to take a taxi, Wen Ruan said it wasn't far, so let's walk there.
It takes less than five minutes to take a taxi. If you want to walk, walk slowly and it should take about ten minutes.
She and Yang Fan once walked around the playground of No. 6 Middle School like this. Her parents were quarreling and wanted to divorce. She was in a bad mood and skipped classes. Yang Fan also skipped self-study in the evening and came to find her.
They circled the 400-meter playground, walking side by side, occasionally rubbing the backs of their hands.
She boldly took him up, but Yang Fan didn't let her go, letting her hold him tightly.
His palms were cool and slightly moist, his fingers were long, his palms were thin, and the veins on the back of his hands were distinct.
13 minutes and 27 seconds.
It takes so long to walk around.
But they walked to the hotel in less than ten minutes.
Wen Ruan didn't even come back to her senses in the memory.
When she arrived at the hotel front desk, Yang Fan checked her in.
Wen Ruan looked at his tall and straight figure, wanting to get closer but not daring, feeling very sad.
Her brother Yang Fan seems to have changed.
After opening the room, Yang Fan glanced at the bag Wen Ruan was carrying, "You can go up by yourself, I won't go up."
Wen Ruan looked at him without saying a word, stood in front of him for a long time, then strode forward and hugged him.
Wen Ruan also got excited. When Yang Fan didn't push her away, she stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips.
She had wanted to do this for a long time.
The idea passed through her mind.
Just like when they were children, they played house under the fence of the old house, and they pretended to be a couple. At that time, she couldn't help but think that she must marry him when she grows up.
Yang Fan sent her to the hotel. It was just this opportunity. If she missed it, they might not meet again in the future.
The girl's soft lips pressed against Yang Fan's. After he was stunned for a moment, he realized and frowned slightly, feeling a sense of discomfort in his heart.
At this moment, he saw a tall figure standing at the door of the hotel.
He was dressed in wind and snow, and his angular face was wild and unruly.
The blood in Yang Fan's body seemed to have solidified.
