Who else has ever seen Yan hope like this, or Wen Heng like this?
Look, look, they are so unsociable. Wouldn't it be much better if they were left to fend for themselves?
If we let them go, wouldn't it be... much better...?
Chapter 35
Chapter 35
"Aheng...is that so?" The girl opposite me sounded drunk—"If I were to offer you some sincere advice, I wonder if you would take it to heart?"
"What?" Aheng was stunned. The surroundings were noisy and chaotic. She had been given a few drinks by Siwan and Yanxi's old classmates, and her mind was a little sluggish.
Today is Siwan and Yanxi's junior high school reunion. Seeing that she was bored at home, Yanxi pulled her over as well.
I thought it would be awkward, but to my surprise, it was a group of genuine and lovely people who got together, drank and chatted without much distance between them.
Beside them, Yan hope and Si Wan were whispering to each other, laughing happily about something.
Sitting next to her was Yan hope's former deskmate, a beautiful and clean-cut girl who joked with Yan hope and had a very close relationship with him.
"Stay away from Yan hope." The girl looked at her and sighed.
"Hmm?" Ah Heng's voice was slightly nasal, tinged with the effects of alcohol.
“I mean…” the girl whispered in her ear.
"What are you saying to our Ah Heng, Lin Wanwan?" Yan hope raised his wine glass slightly, interrupting her.
"Tell me about your glorious deeds in junior high school. Every time you did something bad, you would throw the evidence on someone else's desk and then pretend to be innocent, causing everyone to get scolded by the class monitor countless times!" Lin Wanwan spoke eloquently.
"You still remember such an old story!" Yan hope laughed—"Hey, Lin Wanwan, you don't have a crush on me, do you? You're paying so much attention to me."
"Bullshit!" Lin Wanwan laughed and cursed.
Others laughed – “Our buddy has loved watching these two clowns bicker since junior high. Every time, they make people laugh so hard they’re about to explode.”
"But back then, it really happened. Yan hope, you're so unfair. Who was the unlucky guy who got dragged into this the most?" someone thought back.
"That's all nonsense! Who else could it be but Siwan?" someone said angrily.
Yan hope kicked both of them. Get lost! You two, don't think I'm so devoted! Remember that love letter from the school beauty back then? It was written for me…
Damn! We brothers fought for an entire semester over who got the love letter, turns out it was written for you! Brother, let's go, take down this menace, rid the world of this scourge!
A group of boys started fighting, creating chaos and disorder, a scene of utter lawlessness.
"Aheng, just take this as a joke." Siwan walked to Aheng's side and handed her a bottle of juice.
"Wen Siwan, Siwan, I'd like to offer you a toast." Lin Wanwan stood up, her steps unsteady, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red from the alcohol.
"Lin Wanwan, you're drunk." Siwan smiled, revealing her refreshing dimples.
"Your old classmate is offering you a drink, are you going to drink it or not?!" Lin Wanwan raised the beer and handed it to the boy, her eyes wide with a charmingly angry expression.
“It’s eleven o’clock.” Siwan glanced at her watch and softened her tone—“Wanwan, if you come home drunk, your aunt will worry about you being alone.”
"And what about you? Wen Siwan, what about you?" Lin Wanwan smiled, her voice murmuring.
Siwan frowned slightly and remained silent.
Ah Heng looked up at the sky, feeling that she had heard something she shouldn't have.
A gust of wind blew by, ruffling her black hair. She reached out to brush it behind her ear, but instead felt a soft, cool sensation between her fingers.
In the blink of an eye, Yan hope's smiling face appeared. He took her hand and led her to the other side, bowing slightly and speaking softly, "Little girl, being a third wheel is annoying."
Ah Heng remained silent and nodded.
In the blink of an eye, the person smiled brightly and pulled her in front of a group of old classmates, with a proud and smug expression—"Look, look, this is my Ah Heng. She's so pretty, cooks so well, speaks so cutely, and is so interesting. What do you think?"
Everyone burst into laughter. Yan hope, oh Yan hope, don't choke on your words like that.
Yan hope grinned, "A bunch of uncultured people, do they even know what it means to be eloquent?"
Hey, wasn't Ah Heng supposed to be Si Wan's sister? How did she become yours?
P, this is clearly my daughter!
His words were assertive and his arguments were eloquent.
Ah Heng blushed and yelled – “Hey! Yan hope, you’re so noisy!”
Yan hope shut up.
Turning around with an apologetic expression, she said, "Our Ah Heng is just shy. She's usually a very gentle and good girl. Don't misunderstand... Hey you, stop laughing... Hey, you, I'm talking to you, Fatty. Stop shaking. You're shaking off all your fat."
Everyone broke out in a cold sweat and exclaimed in unison.
Our Ah Heng... thank you for your hard work!
Ah Heng replied softly and sweetly, "Serve the people!"
Everyone burst out laughing; this kid was quite the character.
The boy called Big Fatty laughed especially hard—Yan hope, I haven't laughed this happily since you dropped out of school that year.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Taking a leave of absence from school? Who? Yan hope?
Ah Heng looked at everyone, puzzled. They seemed to remember something, and their expressions became somewhat subtle.
Yan hope smiled and said, "Do you guys still remember the class beauty from the class next door? She was so infatuated with me back then. I wonder how she is now?"
The crowd awkwardly echoed, "Yes, yes, it's been a long time. I wonder how you've been. Young Master Yan, you've always been incredibly charming."
You're too kind.
Yan hope exchanged pleasantries, then, with a smile, led Aheng away calmly and gracefully as the wine flowed freely.
As they approached the hotel entrance, Siwan and Lin Wanwan were arguing about something.
"Siwan, if this continues, you will be dragged down by Yan hope, and your life will be completely destroyed by him!" The girl's words were fierce and resolute.
"Lin Wanwan, you don't understand Axi, so don't talk nonsense." Siwan's gaze was somewhat cold.
"His appearance is like a time bomb, you never know when it will explode and hurt you." Lin Wanwan said dejectedly, her words filled with suppressed emotions.
Yan hope stood not far away, his gaze indifferent and unfathomable.
Ah Heng pursed her lips, her voice clear and crisp—"Let's go home."
"Don't you want to hear more?" Yan hope's voice carried an unreal quality, like fleeting clouds.
“Eavesdropping is not something a gentleman should do, is it?” Aheng laughed.
Moreover, it's not even someone's personal acquaintance; it's just hearsay.
"Aheng, I dropped out of school in my third year of junior high." Yan hope put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the two people who were still arguing intently not far away, and spoke calmly.
Aheng nodded.
"Because... I was sick and recuperated at home for a long time. Lin Wanwan accidentally saw me when I was sick." The boy's voice was slightly cool, his tone slightly cool.
"I see." Ah Heng lowered her head. Under the streetlight, the shadows of the two people stretched very long.
"Then, the doctor said that this disease will recur."
"And then?" Ah Heng raised her eyes slightly.
"And then, that's it." Yan hope sighed, his fingertips drooping slightly.
"Oh." She nodded, pondered something, frowned, and then relaxed her gaze.
"Aheng, I know what Lin Wanwan wants to say to you today." Under the streetlights, amidst the sparse pedestrians, he gazed into the distance, as if remembering something.
"What?" Aheng laughed. Actually, she didn't really want to know.
"Yan hope is a candy coated with poison; the sweeter it is, the more wicked it is." Yan hope's voice was unusually calm.
"How did you know?" Ah Heng sniffed.
"She told me just now, before dinner." Yan hope gently clenched her fist, placed it to her lips, and smiled slightly.
Ah Heng gently rubbed her chest, feeling a little uncomfortable, perhaps because of that. She thought she vaguely heard the crisp sound of tearing paper.
Why are you telling me this?
Yan hope turned around and stopped in his tracks. His eyes were still big and clear, gazing into the depths of the warm light—"I taught you to swear."
Ah Heng was embarrassed. A few days ago, Chen Juan vividly described to Yan hope the scene of her swearing that day.
Therefore, only I can tell you bad things about me.
laugh.
This is such a proud thing, and it deserves such a solemn ceremony.
Ah Heng shook his head, smiled, and admitted defeat.
In July, the weather was already very hot. Small insects swayed around, and the chirping of crickets made for a lively scene.
They originally planned to take a taxi home, but after emptying their pockets, they had less than ten yuan in total.
Neither of them has the habit of carrying money when they go out unless there is a specific purpose.
what to do?
Yan hope clutched the crumpled few yuan, looked at the clean noodle stall with its lights on in front of him, and smiled—Let's go eat noodles.
Ah Heng asked in confusion, "Is that enough?"
Yan hope held up one finger – one bowl is enough.
Ah Heng nodded, with an expression that said, "I knew it"—you're eating while I'm watching, right?
Yan hope was speechless—Is this all the respect you have for me? I'm a man, you know, pfft!
Ah Heng laughed – Oh? Then I'll eat it while you watch.
The boy lost his confidence—let's eat together.
Ah Heng smiled disdainfully, pursing her lips—No, you spit so much...