I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 37 I Don't Like Him, I Only Like You (2)
Her attitude of refusing to communicate made the corners of Wen Shaoyuan's eyebrows twitch, and the irritability that had just been suppressed suddenly rose again, and when he spoke again, his tone involuntarily sank: "Don't want to say?"

His questioning tone fell into Wen Ge's ears, causing her to suddenly feel a little bit wronged: "It's not my fault..."

She subconsciously didn't want to tell Wen Shaoyuan what happened with Bai Junyi.

Sensing the evasion in her words, Wen Shaoyuan didn't know how to proceed with this conversation.

A bit of impatience suddenly floated between his brows. Ever since he saw Bai Junyi and Wen Ge standing together this morning, he couldn't suppress the irritability, which made him want to find a way to vent it uncontrollably.

His indifference fell into Wen Ge's eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a shudder in her heart, and blurted out a sentence that didn't pass through her brain: "Uncle, I really don't like Bai Junyi, I have someone I like."

Wen Shaoyuan's gaze froze, almost frozen.

He paused as he was about to drink tea to put down his fire, then turned his head to look at her, his eyes were full of light and shadow that could not be seen clearly. After several changes, he calmed down and repeated what she had just said in a solemn tone: "You Is there someone you like?"

He didn't know why this rhetorical question gave Wen Ge sudden courage. She stared into his eyes with a half-truth and half-fake tone: "Yeah, I don't like Xiaobai, I like Uncle."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a deathly silence.

His whole body was suddenly cold, and his eyes were somewhat cold. After staring at her like this for a while, he asked in a hoarse voice with a little warning: "Wen Ge, do you know what you are talking about?"

This kind of look in Wen Ge's eyes is a kind of scrutiny, as if he is trying to tell whether she is lying or not.

Just when Wen Ge was brave enough to plan to do nothing without stopping and lose his mind, he suddenly heard him ask in a completely cold tone: "Wen Ge, tell me, what do you call me?"

His anger, his indifference, and his retreat made Wen Ge's heart feel cold.She didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore, for fear of seeing ridicule, avoidance, and even more of his boredom.

She moved her lower lip, her heart seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, soaked by her tears, dripping water, astringent and salty, making her throat tight for a while, just like being strangled that time Throat, under long-term suffocation, throat hurts too much to say a word.

She raised her eyes slowly, choked her voice, and asked him softly: "Uncle, can't I like you?"

But I can't like it, and I have liked it for a long time.

Her clear eyes stared straight into his eyes, and the tears in her eyes were like a sharp, angular weapon, cutting into his heart one after another, the pain made him almost speechless.

Wen Shaoyuan didn't answer directly.

He saw the disobedience on her face, as well as her stubbornness—it was a kind of stubbornness that went deep into her bones, and he was shocked to see it.

All emotions were suppressed violently by him, only a trace of palpitation left him a little helpless and uneasy, the development of the matter was too jumpy, which caught him off guard.

Whoever Wen Ge likes can't like him.

Therefore, he said every word, with a condensed tone, without giving in at all: "Wen Ge, what did you call me?"

The tense strings in her heart snapped suddenly, and there was a lingering sound, like a dagger passing across a smooth and hard surface, which was too harsh for her to accept.

She lowered her head, avoiding his cold eyes, slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and laughed extraordinarily self-deprecatingly, but her voice was calm and undisturbed: "Uncle...I call you Uncle."

Wen Ge has never hated this title so much. It used to maintain the weak and indifferent relationship between her and him, but now it has become a fetter, making people unable to advance or retreat.

She cleared her throat, and when she raised her head again, she looked at him with a calm expression and smiled, and said, "Uncle, I was just joking, why are you so nervous?"

joke?Wen Shaoyuan didn't think so, but after Wen Ge interrupted him like this, he didn't have any intention of continuing the conversation. He lowered his eyes and stared at her for a long time, and saw her eyes were clear, as if she was really just joking.

Only then did his cold and serious eyes retract slightly, and his voice was so flat that there was no emotion: "In the future, don't make such jokes again, I don't like it." After saying that, he pushed his chair away and stood up: "Is it me?" I seldom get angry with you, so that you don't even know that I have a temper too?"

Wen Shaoyuan seemed to laugh, and without looking at Wen Ge again, he walked out of the room without looking back.

Wen Ge stood where she was, looking at his tall and slender figure, like falling into an ice cave, the cold made her shiver all over.

She tempted him for a while, but unexpectedly touched his back. Only then did she realize how much trouble this abnormal feeling of hers was to him, and it was also his taboo.

When the door was closed by him, the slight sound made her wake up as if she was frightened, the numbness from the soles of her feet made her head sink like lead, it went blank, she couldn't think of anything, Only the silent room, the cool air and the sudden drop in temperature.

She had been suppressed for too long, and today she was touched by Bai Junyi, and the guilt that was surging like a tide could not be calmed down, so she was so impulsive, but in the end it was messed up, this time not only pushed Wen Shaoyuan away , It will even completely destroy the relationship that they have been together for many years.

Thinking of this, Wen Ge's heart suddenly felt as if it had been soaked in lemon juice, it was so sour that her whole heart was knotted, she clutched her aching heart, knelt down slowly, and wept silently.

She shouldn't have made it difficult for him.

The dinner was sent by He Xing and cooked in Shengyuan Hotel. It was packed in an insulated box, and he handed it to Wen Ge and left a sentence: "Mr. .”

Wen Ge took the insulated box from him, his right hand was too weak to hold it, but He Xing quickly helped her, and looked at her worriedly: "Miss Wen, what's wrong with your hand?"

She cried all afternoon, her face was full of embarrassment, and now she dared not look at anyone with her head down.

Her right hand was under her forehead, and she didn't know if it was strained or what, but she couldn't lift it up, let alone exert any strength.

She even used her left hand to hug the insulation box, and her voice was hoarse as if she had been cut by a saw: "I'm fine."

Now, no matter how dull He Xing was, he knew that she had cried, and she cried so hard that her voice was so hoarse.

In the afternoon, Wen Shaoyuan, who had said he would not come to the company, suddenly appeared. His whole face was as black as a pan, and he lost his temper in Shengyuan. Every department was picked on by him, and he didn't stop until he got off work in the evening. .

The boss's baby's niece is crying like this, maybe there was a fight?

He Xing suddenly felt that he had understood the truth, and he couldn't help feeling a little more sympathetic to the girl in front of him—too courageous to run into the boss!

Wen Ge stayed at the door for a long time, seeing that He Xing had no intention of leaving, he asked sullenly, "Where is... my uncle?"

In the afternoon, Wen Shaoyuan asked "what did you call me" twice in a cold and serious tone that could not be discussed, which made Wen Ge feel psychologically hindered in saying these two words now.

He Xing looked at the little girl's dejected look, thought she was worried about Wen Shaoyuan, thought for a while and said: "Mr. Wen only comes and goes to a few places, you don't have to worry about him."

Only then did Wen Ge look up at him, and asked in a muffled voice: "Is he not coming back tonight?"

"How could I know?" He Xing said with a particularly serious expression, "Mr. Wen's schedule after get off work is not in my control."

Wen Ge hummed, glanced at him and then quickly lowered his head: "Let uncle not worry about bringing me food, I will take care of myself."

He Xing was taken aback for a moment, and it took a long time before he let out a cry.

After getting the answer, Wen Ge closed the door sullenly after saying "thank you".

She stood at the door with her head bowed, holding a heavy insulated box in her hand, and suddenly threw the insulated box on the ground angrily.

Why should he care about her?

The hidden button on the insulation box was smashed open, and the food and hot soup inside were scattered all over the floor.

Wen Ge looked sad again, went back to the house and called Sui Anran, made an appointment to meet up, went out without even changing his clothes.

Wen Shaoyuan was restless all night, holding a glass wine glass between his fingers, since he sat down in this box, he never left his hand.

Tang Zechen watched him pouring wine glass after glass, thought for a while, and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Shaoyuan glanced at him sideways, pursed his lower lip slightly, and didn't answer, just leaned over to fill himself another cup.The scarlet wine in the glass wine glass is like flowing crystal, crystal clear, with a mellow and clear aroma, but it can't soothe Wen Shaoyuan's depression at all.

He didn't want to answer, and Tang Zechen didn't bother to ask any more. He watched him drink a few more glasses of wine coldly, then chuckled and said, "If you have troubles, you should go to Jingfan's."

Wen Shaoyuan glanced at him, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and just about to say something, the screen of the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up.Wen Shaoyuan's dark eyes flashed when he saw the caller ID, picked up the phone, turned around and went to the balcony of the box to answer the call.

Tang Zechen looked at his straight back, thought for a moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Outside the window, the bright lights of City A are dotted with stars, like stars on a summer night, twinkling in the night sky.In the distance, there is a road surrounding City A, and the street lights on both sides are like a river of lights, bright and bright.

He Xing was driving in the direction of home, and after reporting to the big boss the completion of the task, he added a few more words: "I see that Miss Wen is not in a good mood, she seems to have cried, and her voice is hoarse."

Wen Shaoyuan frowned slightly, and after a sudden jump between his brows, he frowned and looked into the distance, bent slightly, and put his elbows on the balcony railing: "Just deliver it, you can go back."

He Xing listened to Wen Shaoyuan's deep voice, and it was not hard to imagine that he was suppressing something, thinking that it is better not to touch the boss's back at such a critical moment, Wen Ge's later sentence "I will take care of myself" Temporarily suppressed by him, I plan to talk about it after work tomorrow.

As everyone knows, he is pretending to be smart for a while.

Sui Anran was in her third year of junior year, her college life was coming to an end, it was a busy time, but she didn't hesitate at all when she received a call from Wen Ge, she first comforted her, then set a place to meet, and came out in a hurry.

When she arrived at the appointed place, Wen Ge was already waiting at the door of the store, squatting there with her head drooping, like a child who had been abandoned.

Sui Anran's heart tightened, she ran closer, pulled her up and asked, "Why don't you go in and sit and wait for me?"

Wen Ge just wanted to see her sooner, so naturally he didn't want to sit inside and wait foolishly. Seeing her rushing over now, he stood up with her strength and hugged her: "An Ran."

The voice was hoarse, with a thick nasal sound, An Ran could hardly hear Wen Ge's original voice.

Sui Anran coaxed, and patted Wen Ge's back, fearing that she would cry in the next moment: "Okay, okay, I'm almost an adult, why don't I look the same. What happened? Shouldn't you be doing evening self-study at school at this time?"

Wen Ge was pulled to her eyes for a closer look, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, the tears in his eyes were still wet, he looked very pitiful.

As An Ran's heart sank little by little, an incredible thought emerged in her mind: "Is it... someone bullied you?"

She said this implicitly, she originally wanted to ask "Did someone from the Wen family bully you".

Wen Ge shook his head, held her hand with cold fingers, and asked her in a low voice: "I'm staying at your place recently, okay?"

She kept in touch with Sui Anran and came out to meet every now and then, so she knew that Sui Anran had rented a small apartment outside not long ago, which was more than enough to take her in.

Depending on how many years Anran is older than Wen Ge, she has more concerns than Wen Ge when looking at problems, but Wen Ge is her best friend, and nothing is as important as Wen Ge. She didn't hesitate to ask the reason for running away, and led Wen Ge home first.

The small apartment that Sui Anran rented is right between A University and Shengyuan Hotel, the environment is quiet and comfortable, because it is not a particularly bustling place, the rent is not very expensive, Sui Anran can fully afford it by himself.

This is Wen Ge's first visit to her apartment, and she finds it very fresh.

Sui Anran had already heard her hesitatingly explain the general idea on the way back with her, and she was not in a hurry to make her explain clearly when she got home, so she went to the kitchen to get ice cubes wrapped in a towel and let her cold compress her eyes: "Why? Crying like this and don't know how to give yourself a cold compress?"

Wen Ge was pressed on the sofa by her, obediently applying cold compresses, pouted her lips, and said nothing.

Followed An Ran to make a cup of her favorite milk tea and came back, sat with her for a while, and then began to sort out what happened to her today: "That is to say, you rashly confessed to your uncle?"

Wen Ge has no objection to "hasty" according to An Ran's definition, but isn't she too impatient and impulsive?

Sui Anran only found out that she liked Wen Shaoyuan when Wen Ge leaked her words not long ago. Now that she understood the situation, she couldn't help sighing: "This matter is not well done."

Wen Ge obviously realized it too, drooped his head in frustration, and stopped talking again.

I don't know how long it took before she heard her voice that had just recovered and said softly and bitterly: "Uncle, he... just treats me as a niece."

(End of this chapter)