fictionpage Chapter 260 I Want to Marry Miss Lin Yue
Chapter 260 I Want to Marry Miss Lin Yue
In the following days, Song Huan discovered that Lin Yue had deleted her from her QQ account.
I can't find that name in my friends list, and I can't find it by searching either.
He flipped through it several times, thinking he must have misread it.
No.
He tried dialing her number again.
Shut down.
When I called again the next day, the phone was still switched off.
On the third day, the number became invalid.
He was blocked.
His roommates asked him what was wrong, and he said nothing.
Li Yang leaned down from the upper bunk.
"Where's that woman of yours? I haven't heard you mention her in ages."
Song Huan lowered her head, stuffed her phone into her pocket, and said, "We broke up."
Zhang Li was stunned for a moment, "You broke up? Are you willing to let go?"
Wang Gang also put down his book and looked at him.
Song Huan smiled, but the smile was brief.
"There's nothing to be reluctant about. If it's not a good fit, then break up."
Li Yang gave a thumbs up, "A real man is one who can take things on and let them go."
Zhang Li nodded, "Yes, there are plenty of fish in the sea."
Wang Gang pushed up his glasses.
"You're not bad yourself, find someone else."
Song Huan listened in silence, offering a perfunctory smile.
He lay in bed, pulled the blanket over his head, and turned over.
My phone screen lit up briefly; it wasn't a message from her.
It will never be news from her again.
He tucked his phone under his pillow and closed his eyes.
……
I was in class when my phone vibrated.
Song Huan glanced down at the number; it was an unfamiliar, local number.
He hesitated for a moment, then bent over and slipped out the back door, stood in the corridor, and accepted the call.
"Song Huan?"
The voice on the other end was a woman's, sounding to be in her thirties, and a little hoarse.
Song Huan frowned. "Who are you?"
"My name is Taozi, and I'm Lin Yue's colleague."
Song Huan's face darkened.
People in nightclubs.
He didn't want to have anything to do with them.
How did you get my number?
Peach Sister's voice turned cold, "The family information Lin Yue filled out included your phone number and your name."
Song Huan was stunned.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Sister Peach continued, "I'm calling today to let you know that Lin Yue is leaving Nanjiang with President Chen. Whether you go or not is up to you."
Song Huan's mind went blank for a moment. "Leave Nanjiang? Where to?"
Sister Peach said coldly, "Go back to President Chen's hometown and get married."
Song Huan gripped her phone tightly.
"Then why are you telling me?"
His voice hardened.
"Lin Yue loves you very much, to the core, so I don't want her to be sad."
The phone hangs up.
Song Huan stood in the corridor, her phone pressed to her ear, the dial tone coming from it.
He put his phone down and looked at the screen.
The screen went dark, revealing his own face.
He leaned against the wall, tilted his head back, and looked at the ceiling.
The corridor was long, and the lights were on, casting a pale, harsh light on the floor.
A cool breeze was blowing.
He stood there for a long time.
……
Lin Yue sat on the sofa with her head down.
Chen Tianren sat opposite him, legs crossed, holding a cup of tea in his hand.
He looked at her, his tone indifferent, "Are you all packed?"
Lin Yue didn't say anything.
Chen Tianren put down his teacup. "You like him that much? He's just a poor student, what's so great about him?"
Lin Yue looked up, her eyes red.
"From the day I started working in nightclubs, I knew that I would never fall in love with anyone in my life, and no one would love me. For someone like me, every day I live is a bonus."
Her voice was trembling.
"Every day I drank with others with a smile, laughed as I was groped, and smiled as I looked into those men's lecherous eyes. I thought this was how my life would be. Rotting in the mud, rotting in alcohol, rotting in the darkness."
Tears streamed down her face. "Until I met him. He was so foolish. He cooked for me, not eating himself, just watching me eat. He sent me flowers, ninety-nine roses, standing at my door holding them. He bought me a gold bracelet, pawning the family heirloom his grandmother left him, and getting beaten up and covered in blood. He told me I was a good girl. He told me he wanted to marry me. He's the best person I've ever met in my life. I know I'm not good enough for him, but I just love him! I love him so much I'm dying, do you know that?"
Chen Tianren couldn't listen anymore.
He stood up, walked up to her, and looked down at her.
"He doesn't want you anymore. He thinks you're dirty. That's men for you, do you see?"
His voice wasn't loud, but every word was heavy.
"You've already lost the bet, he's broken up with you, you should marry me."
Lin Yue fell silent.
She looked down at her hands.
She was still wearing that gold bracelet on her wrist, bright yellow and engraved with flowers.
She touched it with her finger and didn't say anything.
……
A few minutes later, the two went downstairs.
Chen Tianren opened the car door, and Lin Yue got into the back seat.
He went around to the driver's seat and started the engine.
The car slowly drove out of the residential area and turned onto the main road.
Chen Tianren glanced at her in the rearview mirror.
"I've already had the house back home renovated. What style of decoration do you prefer? Chinese or European?"
Lin Yue didn't speak, looking out the window.
The streetlights receded one by one, casting flickering light on her face.
"You don't need to worry about the wedding. I'll have someone arrange it. You just need to attend."
Lin Yue remained silent.
She leaned against the car window, looking outside.
A gust of wind blew in, blowing her hair across her face. She didn't brush it away.
There was no light in her eyes.
As the car pulled out of an intersection, Lin Yue suddenly sat up straight.
She saw someone.
The person rushed out from the street corner, running very fast and urgently, as if chasing something.
He was wearing a faded T-shirt, his hair was blowing in the wind, and his face was flushed.
It's Song Huan.
"parking!"
Lin Yue's voice was high-pitched and bright.
Chen Tianren also saw the person and frowned slightly.
He didn't step on the brake; his foot was still on the accelerator, and the car didn't slow down.
"I told you to stop the car!"
Lin Yue's voice grew louder as she reached for the handbrake.
Chen Tianren held her hand down, preventing her from moving.
The car continued driving forward.
Song Huan also saw the Maybach.
It didn't stop.
It drove past him.
He turned around and chased after him.
His lungs felt like they were on fire, and his throat felt like it was blocked by something.
But he didn't stop. He chased after the car, ran across the intersection, across the pedestrian crossing, and finally onto the roadway.
He spread his arms and stood in front of the car.
Chen Tianren slammed on the brakes.
The tires screeched, and the car stopped in front of Song Huan.
It was only a fist's distance from his knee.
Thankfully, it was a Maybach worth 3.52 million yuan, and the brakes were good. If it had been a different car, Song Huan would have been killed!
Song Huan stood in front of the car, panting, her chest heaving, her face covered in sweat.
He was bent over, his hands on his knees, panting heavily.
The car window rolled down.
Lin Yue leaned out of the car window and looked at him.
Her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.
What are you doing here?
Song Huan straightened up and looked into her eyes.
The wind blew, blowing her hair onto her face.
"Lin Yue, be my girlfriend."
His voice was hoarse, but every word was clear.
"What did you say?"
Lin Yue's tears fell.
She wiped it with the back of her hand, then wiped it again.
"Say it again, I can't hear you!"
She cried, her voice trembling.
Song Huan took a deep breath.
He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted loudly.
"I said, I want to marry Miss Lin Yue!"
Pedestrians on the street stopped and turned to look at them.
Chen Tianren sat in the driver's seat, his hands on the steering wheel.
He looked at the face in the rearview mirror, watching her cry and watching her laugh.
He didn't speak.
Because he knew he had lost.
Lin Yue's tears flowed uncontrollably.
She pressed her face against the car window, her voice a mix of crying and laughing, "But marrying me is very expensive, it costs 880,000."
Song Huan looked at her and smiled.
"It's okay, no matter the amount of money!"
His voice was hoarse, but he kept shouting.
Lin Yue pushed open the car door and got out.
She stood in front of him, the two of them facing each other.
The streetlights shone on them, casting their shadows on the ground, close together.
She looked at him, and he looked at her.
A cool breeze blew by.
She suddenly smiled, tears still clinging to her face, but her eyes were bright.
"Okay, if you marry me, I'll do your laundry, cook for you, and have your children!"
……
We were too young then, and we thought love was too eternal.
I thought that by having the courage to be together, holding each other's hands tightly, we could also have the courage to keep going...
The Past of Nanjiang - Lin Yue's Side Story (Complete)