"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... Happy Sheep, Lazy Sheep..."
Wen Nuan lay on the bed, eyes closed, silently counting, but holding her phone tightly, refusing to let go.
She knew what she was waiting for, and she scolded herself for being pathetic, yet deep down, she still held onto hope.
Sister Ping said he should have arrived in M City around ten, and now it was already that time.
Leng Yan took out his phone only to find it out of battery. The battery was in the password bag, difficult to access at the airport. The hotel that Ye Wei booked for Leng Yan was very close, and he frowned, deciding to wait until he got to the hotel.
The time was ten past ten, Wen Nuan’s eyes were tightly closed, and a tear slipped out. She turned her head to look out the window, forgetting to draw the curtains; there were no stars, no moon, and the night sky was as lonely as she was.
She bit her lip and turned off her phone.
No more waiting, and even if she did, what would she say?
Say she forgave him and from now on he could care about Ji Wei as he pleased?
She simply couldn’t do it.
Mocking herself, Wen Nuan tossed the phone far away. Covering her head with the quilt, she decided to shut out the sounds of the outside world.
"Hurry up and have a few drinks, stop dawdling! I’m going to change clothes, Yan, you hurry up too."
Ye Wei put away his luggage and opened the door to return to his room.
"You’ll understand once you’re married." Leng Yan glanced at him, but his hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.
Still turned off, still in off mode!
Biting his lip, he dialed the home number, which was on the bedside table, in case she went home and could hear it.
Under the quilt, she was groggy, hearing the phone ring, she irritably covered her ears, then released her hands. Seeing the number displayed, she suddenly felt her nose tingle.
Hesitating for a moment, she picked up the receiver: "Hello."
"Nuannuan." Leng Yan’s tense heart finally relaxed, his brows slightly furrowed, his voice gentle: "Why did you turn off your phone?"
"Because..." Wen Nuan held the receiver, uttering only two words, and then she said no more.
Because she didn’t want to talk to him, didn’t want to bother with him.
But she didn’t want to say that, saying it would bring up Ji Wei again.
"Nuannuan, nothing really happened between Ji Wei and me, believe me." He spoke in a low voice, and just by listening to his voice, Wen Nuan could imagine his current attitude as being so sincere.
"I admit that because of guilt, I got close to her, making you uncomfortable. But the one I love now is only you."
Wen Nuan’s nose soured again.
Every time she heard him speak of love, she couldn’t control her emotions.
Hearing her side fall silent again, Leng Yan sighed: "What on earth happened this morning, I saw you got hit by someone?"
Wen Nuan was taken aback and finally remembered. Because it was just a brief pain in her back and no other symptoms, she hadn’t paid attention to it. If Leng Yan hadn’t mentioned it, she would have forgotten.
She asked softly, slightly holding her breath.
He saw it, was he distressed? But why didn’t he come over?
"I saw it from the window, rushed down without even closing the door. But when I got outside, the person was already gone. And you..." At the thought of Leng Ye, Leng Yan’s brow involuntarily drew a thin layer of displeasure, though he tried hard not to show it, his voice carried a hint of unhappiness: "Nuannuan, I saw you got into Leng Ye’s car? Didn’t I tell you not to get too close to him, why don’t you listen at all?"