After a long silence, Ah Heng licked her lips and asked her, "Fifth Sister, Yan hope... does he look alright?"
On the small viewing platform, my face flushed and my heart pounded—oh my god, let me tell you, he was wearing a white suit jacket, a blue sweater, and a silver D&G chain today. He looked so handsome! It's just that he looks too thin in person.
Ah Heng was already dressed lightly, and the air in the elevator was thin, making her feel very tired. She curled up into a ball. "Fifth Sister, why don't you and Yan hope take a picture together in a bit? I want to see what he looks like."
Xiao Wu heard Aheng's voice getting softer and softer and became anxious—"Don't fall asleep! I'll have them urge you again."
Ah Heng smiled and said okay.
Another half hour passed, and the elevator still didn't move.
Xiao Wu went berserk and yelled at Yan Xi, "DJ Yan, you guys can't be so unfair! My sister has been trapped in the elevator for an hour! This is the ninth floor! If anything happens to her, won't your radio station compensate us?!"
Suddenly, remembering something, he suggested, "How about DJ YAN, you talk to my sister and cheer her up? She likes you the most."
Yan hope frowned, signaling his assistant to urge him again. He reached out his slender hand, took Xiao Wu's phone, and spoke softly, "Hello, this is Yan hope."
Ah Heng fell silent, listening to Yan hope's voice, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, and her eyebrows arched like distant mountains.
Yan hope didn't hear the other person's reply, so she raised her voice—Are you alright? Please answer me, I am Yan hope.
Ah Heng's lips were dry. She gently closed her eyes and whispered, "I know you are Yan hope, really, it's so noisy."
Yan hope was stunned. All the blood rushed to his head. He gripped his phone tightly and gritted his teeth—what did you say?
Ah Heng said, "Long time no see, Yan hope."
My fingers, nose, and lips felt icy cold; only the tears in the corners of my eyes were hot.
haven't seen you for a long time.
Yan hope took a breath, his face expressionless, bowed to the audience below, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, everyone, that's all for today."
He turned around, strode towards the elevator.
It was a cold door, through which you could see every single strand of his hair.
Inside the door, outside the door.
He called out—Aheng.
Such a loud sound.
Ah Heng gently touched the railing and stood up. Her legs were ice cold and numb.
In the darkness, I looked in four directions, hit a wall, searched, touched again, and felt my hand on the crack in the door.
Not a single glimmer of light appeared.
Suddenly, she felt despair, and a surge of fear filled every drop of her blood.
She said, "Yanxi, I can't see you."
She pounded on the door, but could no longer suppress her emotions, and her voice broke into a heavy sob.
Yan hope, where are you? I can't see you.
Tears welled up in Yan hope's eyes instantly, and he tried his best to pry open the door.
He said, "Be good, be good, don't cry, wait one more minute, no, ten seconds."
His fingers were stuck in the door crack; he exerted force and slammed them violently, causing blood to seep out.
Ah Heng shed tears, the sound of sobbing echoing in her ears—Yan hope, I miss you so much, so very much, but I dare not think about it.
Yan hope roared, "Who the hell stopped you from thinking about it? I'll kill him!"
Blood blurred his hands and dripped down the smooth peephole.
The assistant and repairman rushed over and hurriedly pulled him away. Yan hope grabbed the repairman's collar, his eyes bloodshot, and said coldly, "This elevator is my life. You'd better deal with it."
The sound seemed to come from hell.
The repairman, covered in sweat, remotely controlled the elevator, which made a loud rumbling sound. Yan hope's hands were dripping with blood, and his big eyes were staring intently at the elevator door.
Ten seconds in the distance.
The traffic lights finally came on.
jingle.
The door slowly opened, seemingly finally dispelling all the distance of time and space.
That girl, the one who cried like a little kitten, yes, finally returned to his arms.
He held her close, which eased all the desolation and emptiness in his heart, and he could no longer let go.
If only I could knead it hard into my chest.
This is a piece of flesh, a part of my heart. If it's cut out, how can it not hurt?
Come back, how are you? It doesn't hurt.
He said, "Auntie, I'm sorry. When people face something they can't part with in their own lives, it's instinctive to say, 'It's not something they can part with.'"
Chapter 74
Xiao Wu was truly shocked by the scene of blood and tears.
She cherished DJ YAN with optimistic love, aiming to see only his good qualities. However, when she saw his usual cold and aloof face and the blood between his fingers, it seemed that only one conclusion could be drawn.
DJ YAN is so kind to his fans! ^_^
Then, when Yan hope wrapped Aheng up tightly in his snow-white suit jacket, Xiao Wu suddenly felt that it was like a charlatan suddenly appearing in the world of playing the yu (a type of reed pipe), which was rather incongruous.
She swallowed hard, forcing a dry laugh as she tried to pull Aheng back. She wanted to say, "Aheng, we should go home."
Then, the boy smiled, his big eyes crinkling into crescents; he looked very handsome.
He wiped the bloodstains from his fingers onto his trouser leg, politely extended his hand to her, and said, "I am very grateful for your care all this time. I will definitely visit your parents another day."
Xiao Wu awkwardly reached out and grasped it. Wow... it really was as smooth and jade-like as she had imagined. Cough, but, but!!!
That's not the point!!
Something's not right. It sounds like I'm an outsider. That's my sixth sister, my sixth sister!
Xiao Wu asked A Heng, "You know him? You've known him for a long time?"
Ah Heng sniffed and chuckled – "I don't know him."
She turned to Yan hope, having just recovered from the cold elevator, and felt like joking. With a slightly childish, soft voice, she tilted her head and asked him, "Who are you?"
Yan hope = =——I am passerby A, you are passerby B. Eight hundred years ago, you were my little daughter. I wonder if you still remember me, Miss.
Xiao Wu suddenly remembered something and started rambling incoherently—"Phoenix, ah, I know, you are a phoenix!"
Ah Heng blushed slightly, recalling the jokes she had made with her roommates in the past. Long ago, a silly crow fell in love with a golden phoenix and plucked out its black feathers to try and get close to it. As time went by, the fake feathers fell off, leaving it with nothing to cover its shame. Unable to bear its growing ugliness in front of the phoenix, it had no choice but to fly away.
Yan hope naturally couldn't understand.
All he remembered was clenching his other hand and giving a slight nod to Xiao Wu, who was standing opposite them.
In a daze, I had long forgotten those hands.
Whether it's the chapped skin and swelling from winter or the gentle touch of tasting food in the kitchen, the lost three years and two years are still there in my palm, leaving my mind completely blank.
Xiao Wu got excited ⊙﹏⊙, "Can I know your QQ, MSN, phone number, and home address?"
Yan hope took out a pen, tore off a piece of paper, wrote down an address, handed it to Xiao Wu, and smiled faintly, saying, "You are welcome to visit anytime."
In the blink of an eye, her beautiful big eyes silently gazed at Aheng.
Ah Heng chuckled dryly—I'm staying at Fifth Sister's house now, and I won't leave until the winter break is over. When you're free, we can go out and have some fun together.
Feeling uneasy, I suppose that's not impolite?
Her belongings had already been moved back to the Wen family after Yan hope went to the United States.
Ah Heng is no longer in that house.
Since it was said in jest eight hundred years ago, how could you not know that we have changed beyond recognition through several reincarnations?
Yan hope felt a chill in his fingertips, gently let go, lowered his head, and said, "Okay, goodbye."
He wanted to say, "Just a moment ago, you were saying you missed me."
But when he turned around, his back straightened, and his blue sweater stood out against the snow.
Ah Heng called out to him, "Your coat."
Yan looked at the snow on the bare treetops, without turning around, and said calmly, "Why didn't you return my Aheng as well?"
Always so willful.
As he spoke, his teeth clenched, and even his breath felt cold.
Xiao Wu felt embarrassed; no one had ever said that Aheng was willful.
Ah Heng felt heartbroken. You never told me what you wanted to do, what you wanted, how to treat you well, or how not to cause you to lose something.
Yan hope turned around, looked at her, and smiled. "Wen Heng, open your eyes and look at me properly."
He stretched out his arms, his thin, frail body appearing ethereal and utterly alone.
He burst into laughter, his chest heaving—what else could I possibly lose besides you?
He said, "You said you'd leave without a word, good, damn well done; you said you'd leave home without a word, taking nothing but your life, good, you've got guts; you said you'd come back without a word, hiding in a tree hole and refusing to see me, even better, damn well done. Today it's just a coincidence that I ran into Miss Wen. I'm so sorry, I should have taken a detour. I won't bother you any longer, have a safe journey."
Tears welled up in Aheng's eyes, big as beans, and kept falling down—Yanxi, if I wasn't afraid of making things difficult for you, if I wasn't!
Yan hope sneered – “Why weren’t you afraid of making things difficult for me before? For 1096 days, you were by my side every day, taking care of everything for me, from food and clothing to shelter and transportation. How could you not be afraid of making things difficult for me then!”
you!!
The child was tongue-tied and couldn't win an argument with him. He was so bullied that he was stunned and wiped his tears with his sleeve. It happened to be Yan Xi's suit, which made him even angrier. He picked up the suit and threw it at Yan hope, with snot and tears streaming down his face.
The suit jacket flew onto Yan hope's head, but Yan hope ripped it off, panting heavily, his big eyes glaring at her, and roared—"Good, damn it, that was well done! We northern men are magnanimous, we can tolerate your temper."
Ah Heng was so angry she wanted to bite him. She walked up to Yan hope, grabbed his cheek, and pulled and pulled, twisting the boy's pretty face completely. She sniffed and yelled, "You're so annoying, so incredibly annoying, even more annoying than before!"
Xiao Wu glanced at it—it was quite willful.
Yan hope hugged Aheng tightly, smiled at Xiao Wu with a baby face, and said, "She's being naughty, so I'm taking her home. Fifth Sister, you go first. Have a good trip. We won't see you off."