I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 13 Spending time with you (4)
Aunt Xin's eyes were already swollen from crying, and her lips were a little chapped. Looking at Wen Ge, her lips moved, and finally she just said: "Are you tired? Go back to your room and have a rest. Aunt Xin doesn't have the heart to make it for you right now." food."

"It's okay, Aunt Xin." Wen Ge patted her arm and smiled hard, "Don't be too sad."

After saying this, she didn't have the strength to say anything else, and walked upstairs step by step with her suitcase.When passing the study, seeing the light coming from the crack of the door, she couldn't hold back the tears she had been suppressing any longer. She leaned against the white wall of the study, covered her face and began to cry softly. The suppressed voice was like It's the sad neighing of a cub.

Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu were temporarily dispatched to carry out missions together after sending Wen Ge away, and died in the line of duty.

Such a suddenness was beyond everyone's expectation.

After Mr. Wen heard the news, he locked himself in the study room. Within a few days, he lost a lot of weight and looked older and weaker. His face, which didn't have much smile, was covered with frost all day long.

The Wen family was originally not lively, but because of this incident, it was even more dead silent.

The storm was suppressed under the calm appearance, waiting for an opportunity to break through the obstacles and roll out wildly.

Until this day, Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu were sent home.

Mr. Wen personally came out to pick them up, entered the house, saw Wen Ge standing at the door, and finally vented the grief he had suppressed for a long time. He leaned heavily on his crutches and pointed at her, with a stern tone and a cold expression. Qingmian: "If it wasn't for you, how could something happen to them?"

Wen Jingfan supported the old man, heard the words, frowned and looked at Wen Ge, and lowered his voice: "Grandpa, it's none of Wen Ge's business."

"Why is it none of her business? I've already counted her horoscope, and said she is a staunch one. Your elder brother doesn't believe it, now..." Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly bent down and coughed violently, "No Listen to me, don't listen!"

Wen Jingfan pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes fell on Wen Ge's body, showing a bit of comfort.

Mr. Wen was already in tears, and couldn't stand still: "Let her move out immediately, my Wen family dare not keep her this big Buddha anymore."

From the beginning to the end, Wen Ge stood quietly on the spot, expressionless, neither crying nor laughing.She just listened to what Mr. Wen said, and didn't refute, defend, or fight for it. She looked lifeless.

Aunt Xin rushed over after hearing the sound, and couldn't help persuading: "Where is this nonsense? Old man, you are so sad. I will help you go upstairs to rest. Don't scare Xiao Geer."

When she heard the word "Little Geer", Wen Ge's calm face finally showed a trace of expression. She moved her lips, but in the end she just stepped forward, held the other hand of Old Man Wen, and talked with Xin Aunt sent him upstairs together.

Aunt Xin helped Mr. Wen take off his shoes, supported him against the head of the bed, and was about to say something to comfort him, when the old man said, "Go, the Wen family won't keep you. It doesn't matter if you are angry, I don't want to do it again." I saw you." This sentence was said to Wen Ge.

The room was filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, Wen Ge sniffed, her pride did not allow her to bend down, so she straightened her back and faced him, if it wasn't for her trembling lips and slightly red eyes, she would have been forced to pretend cheated.

She said clearly, word by word: "Wen Ge has no father or mother. If it wasn't for Uncle Wen Jing and Aunt Jiang, maybe I would still be at my cousin's house now. Grandpa doesn't want to see me, so I won't hold back." Let's go, I just hope that my great-grandfather can arrange a place for Wen Ge, at least it can shelter from the wind and rain, and not worry about food and clothing. If possible, let me see my uncle and aunt again."

After the words fell, her voice trembled a few times, and she could hardly control her emotions.

Mr. Wen closed his eyes and didn't agree or reject, which was his acquiescence.

In the spacious bedroom, the sun was soft and warm. Wen Ge was bathed in the sun, but felt a basin of cold water poured down his head, chilling his heart and bones.

After Wen Ge came out of Mr. Wen's room, he didn't go back to his own room directly, but made a detour to Wen Shaoyuan's room by accident.

Even if he doesn't come back often, Aunt Xin will clean his room on time, so no matter when Wen Ge comes, the room will be clean and tidy.

She sat down on the sofa in front of the bookshelf.

Thinking of the New Year, Wen Jing took her to find Wen Shaoyuan, Wen Jing was reclining on the sofa like this, talking to Wen Shaoyuan with warm eyes.Jiang Junyu was leaning on the back of the chair, smiling.Such a heroic woman has an indescribably heroic appearance, but her heart is as soft as water, and she is considerate and subtle.

She straightened up, took out a book from the shelf, and quietly turned a few pages.

At the beginning, Wen Ge would put the books in place after she borrowed them from my uncle. I don't know when she started, she deliberately arranged the books in a mess, hoping when he would come back See, I can scold her, but whenever she goes again, the book is still there, I don't know if he doesn't care, or he is just doing it casually.

Wen Ge's fingers flicking through the book suddenly paused, and then frantically flipped forward a few pages.

On that page, a line of text was drawn with a black pen, and next to it were two vigorous words written by him - Wen Ge.

"'The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is open to both sides of the face. You can't see it in the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song.' Uncle, my name comes from Wang Changling's "Plucking Lotus Song"."

Aunt Xin knew about the fact that Mr. Wen was going to send Wen Ge away, but after that day, Aunt Xin was exhausted from taking care of Mr. Wen whose physical condition was getting worse, and had to arrange the funeral of Wen Jing and his wife. I didn't bother to hear the song.

After that day, Wen Ge stayed in her room and never went out again. Even the meals were brought by Aunt Xin. After she finished eating, she put them on the cabinet by the door, waiting for Aunt Xin to take them away when she delivered meals next time.

After several days in a row, the person who brought the food became Wen Jingfan.

He stood at the door with a tray in his hand, and gave her a condescending look: "The old man has terminated your relationship with my elder brother, and plans to send you away in two days."

Wen Ge raised his head and looked at him for a while, lowered his eyes quietly, took the tray from his hand, nodded, and thanked: "Thank you, Uncle Jing Fan."

Unexpectedly, his hand holding the tray was steady, and he didn't intend to let go at all. His voice was as low as frozen ice: "Don't you want to fight? Don't you think it's too cruel?"

Wen Ge froze in place for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already red: "I don't want to..." There is no need for this.

"I'm sorry, I just found out today." His voice gradually became hoarse. Seeing her lowering her head, he frowned slightly, let go of his hand, turned and went downstairs.

The funerals of Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu were simple and low-key. Apart from relatives of Wen's family and some military officers, there were no other people who came to mourn.

Mr. Wen never attended. His zodiac sign and Wen Jing's battle cannot be far away.

Wen Shaoyuan didn't know when he came, but when Wen Ge followed Aunt Xin downstairs to the mourning hall, he saw him and Wen Jingfan standing at the door.

He looked like he came here in a hurry, his expression was a little tired, his face was gloomy, his head was slightly lowered, and he was listening to what Wen Jingfan said seriously.He was wearing a black suit, expressionless, giving off a feeling of indifference and alienation.

Xu Shi noticed her gaze, he frowned, and turned his head impatiently, seeing her, his frown became tighter.

Just when Wen Ge thought he would walk towards him, he turned his head away.

Wen Ge was taken aback for a moment, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head, it was completely cold from head to toe.

She stood there numbly for a long time, then moved her lead-filled legs to the front of the mourning hall, and knelt down quietly.

After sending Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu off for the last time, when they came back, the sky had already darkened.

Wen Ge sat in the back seat of Wen Shaoyuan's car with Aunt Xin, the atmosphere in the car was heavy and sad, no one spoke for a long time.

She clings to the car door, trying hard to identify the scenery passing by outside through the car window, until her eyes are sore, she turns away and looks in the rearview mirror.

This glance happened to meet Wen Shaoyuan's gaze, which was gloomy and deep, but it was like the morning, and he quickly moved his eyes away.

Wen Ge squeezed her palm hard, trying to suppress the soreness that suddenly rushed up her nose, sucked her nose, and turned her head away.

Aunt Xin had just closed her eyes to rest, when she heard Wen Ge's sniffling sound, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and touched her hand: "Did you catch a cold?"

Wen Ge lowered his head and shook.

She hasn't spoken all day, her throat is dry and tight, and she doesn't even have the desire to speak now.

Aunt Xin was really tired, so she checked her forehead again to make sure she didn't have a fever, then leaned back, closed her eyes and fell into a light sleep.

When he got home, Mr. Wen had already fallen asleep. There was no light in the whole villa, it was pitch dark, and it was so quiet that there was no sound.

Wen Jingfan glanced at the two "ex-uncles and nephews" who were lowering their heads to change shoes. They even had the same habit of changing shoes, raised their eyebrows lazily, and supported Aunt Xin: "I'll help Aunt Xin go up first, and I'll take a look at Grandpa by the way. "

Wen Shaoyuan was tired all day and was too lazy to talk, so he nodded to show that he knew.

Wen Ge took a step behind, watched him change his shoes, and went to the kitchen to pour water.

When Wen Shaoyuan came out, he was about to go upstairs with a teacup in his hand, when he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at her, and asked in a flat tone: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Wen Ge pinched his palm vigorously and shook his head.

His gaze darkened instantly, he glanced at her coolly, and went upstairs without saying a word.

The footsteps were heavy, as if they were stepping on her heart, crushing them step by step, the pain made her chest tight and she could hardly breathe.

I don't know how long it took, her legs were sore from standing, she leaned on the wall and slowly sat on the steps between the entrance and the living room, carefully looking at the place where she had lived for more than half a year.

Tomorrow, she was leaving here, and only now did she realize that she hadn't seriously looked at this place—this place that has nothing to do with her in the future.

Sitting like this until it was dark and dawn again, she curled up there, clinging to the wall, and didn't sleep all night, her whole body was a little stiff from the cold, and her fingers were numb.

This night, she thought about a lot of things, the past, the present, and the past. When she thought about it, she always lost her mind and thought of her uncle, and the look he looked at her through the crowd yesterday morning - no warmth, The kind of irrelevant look.

Her body felt a little hot and her head hurt a little, but it didn't matter anymore. She had nothing but herself now.Her relatives passed away, she was treated harshly, and was abandoned. In the past few days, she even thought that it would be good if she died too, so she didn't have to face these things, and she didn't have to face the unknown life that would scare her in the future.

But she is not ignorant and fearless, she knows that life is more precious than death.

The morning light is slightly dew, and the sound of birds and insects can already be heard outside, and the air seems to have been washed, with a fresh breath and moist water vapor.

Wen Ge finally stood up, went back to the room, and packed his things.

She didn't have many things, and with books and clothes, she only packed a suitcase.There are still a lot of new winter clothes in the closet, which Jiang Junyu took her to buy during the Chinese New Year.She looked at it for a long time, but finally she couldn't bear it, so she took off a coat and put it in.

When she touched the small pocket on the side of the suitcase, her finger was scratched by the sharp corner of the envelope, and then she remembered that before boarding the plane, Wen Jing stuffed her with a bank card.After thinking about it, she took out the envelope and put it in the secret compartment of the suitcase.

She was no longer naive. The loyal thought of "I won't take anything from the Wen family" was really stupid to her.

After packing these, she pulled the suitcase out, walked to the door of Mr. Wen's bedroom, and knocked on the door.

Mr. Wen was obviously waiting for her. After opening the door, his eyes stayed on her for a moment, and then fell on the suitcase behind her. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Let's go."

Aunt Xin was making breakfast in the kitchen, when Wenge came downstairs carrying a suitcase, the smile that had just risen on her face instantly froze on her lips.

"What's going on? Are you really going to send Wen Ge away?" She pulled Wen Ge in disbelief. As soon as she held her hand, she was startled by the scalding temperature, and her face turned pale , "Why is it so hot? Wasn't it fine yesterday?"

"I..." Wen Ge was about to answer, when a warm body suddenly came up behind her, her hands were slightly cool, covering her hand holding the retractable lever of the suitcase, and pulled the suitcase effortlessly Push it to the corner.

Wen Ge turned around in surprise.

Wen Shaoyuan's whole face was gloomy, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were gloomy, and he stared at old man Wen firmly.

"Didn't you say that all her affairs are up to me?" His voice was cold and almost condensed, "Grandpa, she just lost her adoptive parents, and you are going to drive her out of here, what do you think? "

Mr. Wen was so angry that his beard shook and his eyes widened: "It's easy for you to say, you are in charge of everything, are you her guardian or who? You are the uncle she met halfway through, and you really raised her as her own niece? I How long can an old man who is dying take care of her? Once Wen Jing lets go, who can take care of her?" He was visibly short of breath, and after yelling, his whole face turned pale and pale. A bit crying, aggrieved and pitiful.

"You never listen to what I say... I told Wen Jing not to be a soldier, but he didn't listen, what happened?" The old voice sounded like an ancient bell from a distant mountain, "I've already made arrangements , just do as I arranged."

Wen Shaoyuan sneered, and looked at old man Wen indifferently. There was no smile on his face, and his voice was slightly hoarse, but soft and powerful: "I will be responsible for her. From now on, she will be under my control."

As soon as the words fell, he clasped Wen Ge's shoulder with a little force, and pressed down.Seeing her turn her head to look over, he pursed his lips, put his arms around her shoulders like this, picked up the suitcase in one hand, and led her to turn around and leave.

It wasn't until the door of Wen's house closed behind them, with the sound of a light touch of the lock, that Wen Ge came back to his senses, stopped suddenly, looked up at him, and said in panic, "Uncle."

He lowered his head, glanced at her coldly, and said word by word, gnashing his teeth: "Shut up now, and I'll settle the score with you later."

Wen Ge shuddered, immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.

He drove all the way to the underground parking lot of Shengyuan Hotel, and took the elevator to Wen Shaoyuan's office. He pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in with Wen Ge's suitcase.

When Wen Ge followed in, he coldly ordered her to close the door.

Wen Ge obediently carried out the order, just as she closed the door, her hands clasped her waist violently, Wei Yi picked her up forcefully, and carried her on his shoulders.

Wen Ge was so frightened that the blood on his face faded, and he couldn't help screaming: "Uncle!"

What responded to her was a solid slap from Wen Shaoyuan.

Wen Ge's expression became even more distorted, because the place where he was spanked was his butt!
"Uncle!" She kicked her legs, a little uneasy, "Uncle, let me go..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Shaoyuan had already sat on the sofa, and immediately put down Wen Ge on his shoulders, pressed her back with one hand, and pressed it on his knees with a little force, and then, nothing To communicate, he slapped her several times with [-]% of his strength.

Wen Ge struggled and resisted at first, but when he was beaten in pain, he remained silent. He grabbed his trouser leg, gritted his teeth and endured it until he finished venting his anger and stopped.

Tears rolled in her eyes, ready to fall at any moment.Her butt was burning hot, and with this posture, her dizzy brain became even more confused.

Wen Ge was in a daze when he suddenly heard Wen Shaoyuan ask in a hoarse voice: "If Jing Fan didn't tell me about these things, you wouldn't have planned to tell me, would you?

"You would rather be sent away by the old man than come to me, right?
"I packed up my things and plan to follow the old man, don't I?"

There are three consecutive "Is it?" The voice becomes hoarse every sentence, and in the end, it is so hoarse that it cannot be said.

He coughed a few times, waited for a long time but didn't hear her answer, and was about to speak, when the person who was lying on his knees suddenly slipped down, knelt and sat between his legs, then rushed over all of a sudden, tightly wrapped around his waist.

Wen Ge endured until now, and finally burst into tears: "I thought you didn't want me, uncle."

(End of this chapter)