Teacher, Can You Leave Me Alone?/C45 The Law Is Fair but It Doesn't Leak Out(2)
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C45 The Law Is Fair but It Doesn't Leak Out(2)

In the end, De did not dare to say anything. Yan Xuan called Yan Zhengyuan a few times, but he did not pick up.

The matter came to an end. Yan Xuan busied himself with Yan Xuan while Lyi Yan busied Lyi Yan. The two of them did not disturb each other. Not to mention phone calls, they did not even send a message two and a half weeks later. No one mentioned their thoughts. It was only at night when it was quiet. They would think of the sweet, bitter, and ridiculous things that had happened since they had met. When they thought about it, they couldn't help but smile. After they smiled, they felt a little warm. However, Lyi Yan had always thought that it was an illusion.

"You are back?"

"Ah! You scared me to death!"

In the dark corridor, Yan Xuan suddenly appeared in front of her door like a ghost. Lyi Yan had returned home from "Fei City" very late. She could not help but be shocked when she saw him.

"Let's talk."

“... Now?"

"Yes, I'm very busy during the day."

"Oh, alright then."

Unlike last time, they were no longer strangers. Lyi Yan opened the door and Yan Xuan followed her in. This time, she did not take out the fruit knife but poured hot water for him and himself.

"How have you been recently?"

"Yes, not bad..."

The two of them sat by the table, and Yan Xuan seemed very natural. Lyi Yan, on the other hand, felt a little uneasy. Her hands and feet did not know where to place her eyes. What she thought was nothing, suddenly became something. They met again after two and a half weeks. She actually felt nervous. Her hair was dizzy and her face was hot... Was there something wrong with her?

"That night you drank too much at the hospital, woke up in the middle of the night and sleepwalked..."

"Pfft -"

Lyi Yan spat a mouthful of water directly into the cup. What the hell was sleepwalking? She was actually sleepwalking!

Yan Xuan secretly smiled and lowered his head to look at the cartoon milk cow porcelain cup in front of him. He elegantly picked up the cup and drank some water.

"These few days, I took the time to visit your Grandfather and Grandma. They said that you would indeed sleepwalk after getting drunk."

"Why didn't I know? They never told me!"

"Maybe because it's something bad, they didn't tell me."

... "Something bad?"

Yan Xuan was a little strange today. He had restrained all his domineering attitude. It was not like him at all.

It had been a few days since they had met, but Lyi Yan had actually already prepared a script. Regarding what kind of debt repayment request Yan Xuan would propose and how she should respond. So after seeing him today, she was more or less aware that what should come could not be avoided. But she didn't expect that Yan Xuan wasn't talking about Lyi Faang, nor was he talking about singing. Instead... Dreaming?

Then what should he say next? What did he draw from the Dream-Traversing Society? What was the purpose of his visit today?

"I suspect that your mother didn't commit suicide."

... "!"

Lyi Yan was thinking to herself. She did not expect Yan Xuan to change the topic. He suddenly jumped from sleepwalking to the matter of Wen Qing committing suicide eight years ago. After a slight pause, her body began to stiffen. Subconsciously, she lowered her head to avoid Yan Xuan's sight. She saw her hands tightly gripping the edge of the chair on both sides. She trembled slightly.

Yan Xuan saw Lyi Yan's reaction, and it was also within his expectations. He quietly sat opposite of her and kept silent for a while. It gave her time to adapt to this topic and let her breathe a sigh of relief. It must be difficult to face this matter directly, but running away from it would only cover up the pain. It would never get better.

"I already suspected it eight years ago. One week before the incident, Aunt Wen told me that she would wait for me to return to the country. At that time, she would have already been disfigured. If it was because of this, she would have committed suicide a long time ago."

... ""

" If she had indeed encountered another blow during that week and really wanted to commit suicide, then she would have at least entrusted you to Lyi Faang, me, or other friends, who were only ten years old. "

... ""

Yan Xuan's voice was very gentle. Lyi Yan kept her head down and did not say anything. The knot in her heart was very tight. It was not that easy to undo it. After another pause, Yan Xuan took out a tissue from the small table and handed it to Lyi Yan. Lyi Yan curled her lips and looked up to show that she did not cry. She did not cry so easily... In the end, she saw the man wearing a sad smile.

"When I was 13 years old, my mother died in a car accident. My relationship with my father was very bad. At that time, it was your mother who appeared. It made me pull myself together again. Although I didn't call her mother, for me, I have already regarded her as that kind of existence. When Lyi Faang divorced her, when she was disfigured... And when she left... I was in America, and that was a rare opportunity. She didn't want me to give up halfway, and kept saying that I would overcome the difficulties. Wait for me."

"If I knew what happened later, I definitely wouldn't have stayed in America. No, I wouldn't have gone to America at all, but it's a pity there's no if. When I came back, it had already happened. I've been looking for you everywhere for eight years, thinking of countless possibilities... I almost thought that I would never be able to find you again... "

"There are some things that are very difficult to face. Last time I said that I seldom go to the cemetery because of my busy schedule, but in fact, every time I come back after going to the cemetery, I would stay up all night without caring about my life, just to stay awake and not dream about the past. My body doesn't allow me to be like this often. If I can't endure it, going to the hospital will make others worry. So, I rarely went to the cemetery. Look, you're not the only one running away from it. "

" The past, we can't make up for it, what we should regret, what we should feel guilty about, what we should regret, what we should regret, what we should feel guilty about. It doesn't matter if we carry him on our back. But there are some truths that we can't let go of just like that. Those who deserve to be punished are free to go. Those who shouldn't be punished have to suffer day by day, that's not appropriate."

Lyi Yan felt that perhaps she should not raise her head, look at his eyes, and not listen to his voice.

After her mother died, she was lonely.

When everyone around, including her father, was indifferent or scoffed at her mother's death, she also forced herself to remain unmoved. How could she have thought that the first person she would tell her about this matter would be... It would be Yan Xuan.

This arrogant, arrogant, calculative, and aggressive man actually had the same illness as her. An incurable illness. In the blink of an eye, eight years had passed. Compared to her fleeing far away in G City, he was praying in B City, and he would get sick every day. Then, he endured it.

His heart was like a parasitic worm that would suddenly be bitten. It hurt a little. No one could say it in the past, but could it be said now? Could you ask him if he also felt the same pain? Such a lesion, yet he pretends to smile even though he is in so much pain that he wants to die?

She was wavering, but she had not yet opened her heart. There were some words that were about to come out of her mouth. She swallowed them again. It couldn't be helped. It was too painful. If she said it, she might die. Eight years later, the chaotic memories of the ten-year-old child had long been blurred. But "It was her who caused her mother to jump off the building." This had always been rooted in the bottom of her heart, as if she could no longer remember anything. She wouldn't be able to forget this fact.

"What you said while you were sleepwalking, once again proved that suicide was just an illusion." Yan Xuan stood up and walked to Lyi Yan's side. He held her hand and also let her stand up. He held her waist and let her stand straight in front of him. "You have stood on that balcony for eight years. Now I will take you away."

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