Chapter 21: Hard to End in One Word

As she spoke, she walked a little erratically, but after taking two steps, she stopped and shouted, "Stop, don't follow me. My boyfriend is a policeman, and he will arrest you."

Dong Yihang's eyes were deep. When he heard the word "boyfriend", his eyes froze, and then he sneered, "Do you think I will believe you when you say it?"

He grabbed her hand and said, "An Wen, let's sit down and talk."

An Wen was grabbed by his big hand for a moment, and his whole body was shocked. He finally recognized that the man in front of him was indeed Dong Yihang.

"If you don't let go, I'll call you molested." An Wen suddenly changed his face and said with a stern face. Every word he said was like a knife being scraped on his body, it hurt a lot.

If possible, she didn't want to attack him with this attitude.

But she had no way to face him again, nor could she have a good talk with him.

"Your unreasonableness has not changed. It's just that the enthusiasm of the past is gone. This is only three minutes of heat, and it cools down too quickly." Dong Yihang smiled sarcastically. He still remembered when An Wei chased him. Even if he never responded, she would stick to him like a clingy little sparrow, chirping.

"Dong Yihang, we have been separated for three years, and the day lilies have become cold after three years. Do you still expect me to be enthusiastic? I have not liked you for a long time."

Dong Yihang's face suddenly became very ugly.

He stood in front of An Wen and stared at her coldly. The cold wind blew up in the middle of the night and the drizzle made it even colder to the bones, but it was not as cold as his body.

Three years later, his persistence turned into a joke.

Therefore, the marriage he hoped for was just a dream.

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When An Wen returned home, he found An Qi sitting on the sofa and falling asleep.

"An Qi, why are you sleeping on the sofa? You'll get cold." An Wei suddenly felt distressed. The temperature is low now. If you don't cover yourself with a quilt on the sofa, you'll catch a cold.

"Ana, you're back." An Qi opened his eyes and was very happy. After a while, he said aggrievedly, "Ana, why didn't you answer my call, didn't reply to my message, and didn't take me to play? I asked Aunt Xie to I cooked your favorite food for you but you didn’t eat it, and I still have a cold, you know?”

"Ah, you haven't recovered from your cold yet?" An Wei was surprised, "I'm sorry, it was my negligence. Then go back to your room and sleep now. I promise you will never come back in the middle of the night again."

"You must be obedient." An Qi nodded her head and asked her to promise.

An Wen nodded vigorously, "I will definitely abide by the lies."

An Qi then happily went back to his room to sleep.

An Wen remembered that An Qi never cared about her in the past because he was too busy to keep his feet off the ground.

Now, he takes care of her like a big brother and makes her heart warm. But if time goes back, she doesn't want this kind of warmth. She wants to reunite her family.

"An An, I'm learning to paint today." Early in the morning, An An walked out of the room and saw An Qi painting with her brush.

"Why can't I draw well?" An became angry and threw away the pen.

An Wen took a look at An Qi's painting and found that he was painting a portrait of himself, with expressive eyes and mature techniques.

An Qi is still very talented in painting. After An Wen praised him a few words, An Qi's temper was suppressed, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he immediately started painting with concentration.

An Wen found that the picture album beside him was very familiar. When he picked it up and looked at it, he suddenly understood where the familiarity lay.

This is a landscape painting that she has collected for several years and was also bought by Chu Yihang.

Chu Yihang liked this painting very much, but An Wen reluctantly snatched it away.

Later, Chu Yihang copied one for himself, and An Wen used his paintbrush to paint all her hairpins black, and then complained coquettishly that the color of his paintbrush was too ugly, and her hairpins were all stained. She also relied on Chu Yihang to buy herself a new pair of hairpins .

At that time, Chu Yihang looked at him with a look that was hard to express.

At that time, she asked Chu Yihang to buy a pair of hairpins worth more than 200 yuan. The more than 200 yuan was half of Chu Yihang's food expenses for a month.

This was a gift that Chu Yihang was forced to buy at that time.

Later, this became the reason for her classmates to laugh at her, secretly saying that she was thick-skinned, relying on Chu Yihang shamelessly, and trying her best to defraud Chu Yihang of his money.

Look, how unreasonable I was at that time.

It must be difficult for Chu Yihang to tolerate himself.

This is also why he ignored me three years later. He must have felt uncomfortable.

However, An Wen thought that Dong Yihang would calm down after passing by last night.

After all, how could a man as arrogant as him continue to shamelessly come to see her after she rejected him? Dong Yihang should never want to have anything to do with her in the future.

Unexpectedly, when An Wen walked into the training room, she received a large bouquet of roses.

An Wen's heart skipped a beat. Was it Dong Yihang who sent her roses?

She stared blankly at the bouquet of fiery red roses, wanting to hug it but not daring to hug it, and wanting to throw it away.

"Accept it quickly," my colleague shouted. "If someone gives me such a big bouquet of roses, I can give it to him myself."

An Wen:...

She didn't speak, but took the bouquet with some trembling. There was a crack in her heart. An Wen knew that it was very dangerous, but she still trembled.

Looking down at the card on the bouquet, An Wen's expression changed.

The person who sent the flowers was Yan Yuchen, not Dong Yihang. She immediately lost interest and threw the bouquet to Xu Jiaojiao, who looked envious.

Xu Jiaojiao looked confused, "Oh my God, you are willing to give up such a big bouquet of roses? How much do you hate the person who gives you flowers?"

"I don't like roses." An Wei said lightly.

"An Wen, are Dong Yihang and Dong Yuqian your classmates? I heard that they are getting engaged." Xu Jiaojiao suddenly looked envious, "Only Dong Yuqian can match a man like Dong Yihang. They are really born with each other." One pair, I will be satisfied if my future husband is half as good as Dong Yihang."

"Do you know them?" An Wei was surprised.

"We are all dancers, how could we not know each other? Besides, Dong Yihang is so good, isn't it normal to know him? It's just that they don't know me."

"Who did you hear that they were going to get married?" An Wen asked involuntarily as her breathing became tight and her chest felt tight.

"It's all spreading, okay? I heard that there was a blind woman who tried to break them up, but was rejected ruthlessly. You know, they were childhood sweethearts. Dong Yihang really loved Dong Yuqian. How could such a dedicated man change his mind?" Qing Bie Lian, those women who are poaching, don’t think they can compare to Dong Yuqian? By the way, I heard that the woman’s surname is An, which is the same as yours.”

An Wen's face suddenly sank, and he felt cold all over. "The weather is getting colder and colder. I want to drink a cup of hot water to warm myself up."

An Wen went to turn on the water, but was distracted.

Three months after she pursued Dong Yihang, she thought they were together.

She remembered that at that time, she and Dong Yihang were sitting in the library, and she forced Dong Yihang to drink the milk tea she had drank.

Dong Yihang looked constipated.

She held his face and asked him to say that they would get married after graduation.

Dong Yihang just opened her hand and smiled without saying a word.

At that time, An Wen thought that Dong Yihang was acquiescing and smiling without saying a word was happy.

Only now did she understand that that smile represented helplessness and a bitter smile.

The boiling water poured onto her hands, and she dropped the water bottle with a bang.