President, he must be me

...don't look back, don't look back.

Tan Shaochen kept reminding himself in his heart, but in his mind was the scene of a hasty glance when he passed by Shen Yanwen.

When they passed the alley, Wei Wan gasped in pain; Tan Shaochen stopped the car and looked anxiously at Wei Wan from time to time.Wei Wan's old injury hadn't healed yet, and he added a new one. His handsome face was now swollen badly, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his nose and mouth.

"It's nothing..." As if afraid of Tan Shaochen's anxiety, Wei Wan wiped his nose vigorously and said, "You don't even need to go to the hospital, just go home, I have medicine at home." "No, I have to go to the hospital!" Contrary to his usual casualness, he said eagerly, "You have been beaten like this..."

But in the middle of the night, if you want to take a taxi, there will be a car.

They stood in the cold air, and it took a long time for Wei Wan to straighten up slightly, holding his belly, and said, "What about him."

"what?"

"Your ex-husband," Wei Wan said, "although I hate him, no matter how you say it, he took a stick for you."

"..." Tan Shaochen fell silent.

"...Or else you can call an ambulance for him."

Tan Shaochen looked away, as if afraid that Wei Wan would notice his flustered state, and whispered, "He's very strong, not that fragile..."

Just then, a free taxi finally arrived.

The injuries on Wei Wan's body were trivial, but the fists he received were not light, and when his clothes were lifted, there were large bruises.After the nurse on duty took care of several traumas for him, he told Tan Shaochen to go back and apply heat for the rest.

So Tan Shaochen followed Wei Wan into the apartment where he hadn't been back for several days, boiled water, washed towels and warmed him up.

Obviously, the pain in his waist was so painful that he couldn't breathe, but Wei Wan still lit a cigarette and lay on the bed trembling to smoke, while Tan Shaochen helped him to heal the wound on his lower back.

"...Ah, today is really unlucky, I wanted to have a late-night snack together," Wei Wan said, "I still have something to tell you."

"It's not yet possible to say."

"Oh, that's right." Wei Wan took only two puffs of his cigarette, then he extinguished it again, turning his face sideways and trying his best to look back at Tan Shaochen, "I'm going abroad."

"Eh?"

"My dad is catching me everywhere, and I can't stay in China anymore. I secretly discussed with my brother, go abroad, go to university, find a way to continue making music, maybe I can learn a lot of new things..."

"……can you speak English?"

"No." Wei Wan said quite calmly, "No, you can learn."

"……That's true……"

"I mean, you go with me." Wei Wan suddenly looked away, and her tone became serious: "I thought about it carefully, I hide from my dad, you hide from your ex-husband... don't worry about the cost, I'll save you Not many."

"..." Tan Shaochen stopped his hands in surprise.

"Have I ever told you," Wei Wan said, "I seem to like you?"

"No……"

"How do I remember that I said it... Forget it, that's probably what it meant," he buried his face in the pillow, as if he was shy, "What do you think? I think it's good to pack up later, and we will fly tomorrow morning .”

A strange silence suddenly appeared in this small, shabby apartment, Wei Wan didn't wait for Tan Shaochen's answer for a long time, even the hot towel wrapped around his back seemed to be getting cold.

Until the young man got up abruptly, went to his refrigerator and took out a bottle of mineral water, opened it and poured it down.

Only then did Wei Wan turn around curiously, "Huh?"

"...ha, I can't go with you." Tan Shaochen put down the mineral water and actually grinned, "To be honest, I really wanted to say just now, 'Okay, okay, I'll go if you pay', but carefully Think about it or not..."

"Why not?" Wei Wan eagerly turned over and sat up enduring the pain.

"I just can't do it," the young man lowered his eyes, his smile was a little stiff, "how should I put it, just, it's just not okay... I don't want to remarry him, I don't want to see him, I don't want to hear about him..."

This "he" of course refers to Shen Yanwen, Wei Wan knows it very well.

"But I still like him," Tan Shaochen said, "I can't like anyone else."

-

Of course, the man didn't just appear here by chance, he just wanted to see Tan Shaochen, and he wanted to see him secretly.But he didn't expect that Wei Wan would be waiting at the door to pick up Tan Shaochen, let alone that they would suddenly encounter such a thing.

That stick was really nothing to Shen Yanwen, it didn't hurt or itch.

Even if it was made of steel bars, a stick could crack the bones, Shen Yanwen didn't think it was a big deal.But Tan Shaochen walked past him, supported another man, and didn't even give him a look... This actually made him feel heartbroken.

He stood in the darkness for a long time, watching the young man go away like that, until his back was also engulfed by the darkness and he could no longer see him.

Shen Yanwen finally had a real feeling - Tan Shaochen seemed to have really left.

All along, as long as Tan Shaochen is still in Jingyuan, as long as he wants to find this person, the other party cannot slip away from his grasp.This gave Shen Yanwen the illusion that whether it was a verbal "breakup" or a stamped divorce certificate, it was nothing.

However, reality dealt him a powerful blow, perhaps Tan Shaochen really didn't care about him long ago.

——Then should he force the other party to stay by his side?

—Maybe he shouldn't.

After a long time, the man took heavy steps towards the light.

For the next few days, Shen Yanwen never looked for Tan Shaochen again.The so-called "I'll see you if I want to see you" was actually a complete perfunctory sentence from the very beginning, Shen Yanwen didn't know that.He can only fill himself up with work, and even with Zhu Li, he works with high intensity, and there is almost no time to breathe.

"Juri."

"...!"

Now Zhu Li's heart twitches when he hears Shen Yanwen's voice, and he feels that it is not uncommon for him to die from overwork at any time.She quickly looked at Shen Yanwen behind the desk: "Boss Shen, please tell me."

"You can rest in the afternoon." Shen Yanwen said suddenly, "Just order a bunch of flowers and let Xiao Li prepare the car."

"……OK."

Zhu Li was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted and looked at the date on the phone screen——Shen Yanwen would go out on this day every year.Even Zhu Li didn't know the specific reasons for this; she could deduce from the side details that the boss was there to sweep the grave, because Xiao Li couldn't control his mouth.

After lunch, Shen Yanwen left the company and headed wearily to a cemetery on the outskirts of Jingyuan.

Because today is Luo Bei's birthday.

No matter how much he paralyzes himself with work, he will still think of these messy things between stops.When he thinks of Tan Shaochen, he thinks of the lies he has carefully woven; when he thinks of those lies, he thinks of Luobei who brought him light in the dark 14 years ago.

During the nearly two-hour drive, Shen Yanwen didn't say a word, and Xiao Li, who was driving the car, didn't dare to speak casually, lest he get into trouble.

Until the car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, Xiao Li hurriedly got out of the car, thinking of helping the boss take out the things in the trunk; but Shen Yanwen spoke first: "You wait outside, you don't need to go in with me."

"Alright Mr. Shen..."

The weather was gloomy, with cold wind blowing from time to time.Holding a bouquet of white flowers, the man walked into the cemetery unhurriedly.The piles of tombstones looked a bit unusually solemn, Shen Yanwen walked in the narrow aisle, letting his thoughts wander wildly, as if he was taking this opportunity to seek relief.

But he always thought of Tan Shaochen.

Thinking of the young man walking past him indifferently, and thinking of him taking that stick for him, Tan Shaochen's astonished face appeared.

Damn it, who is torturing whom.

Shen Yanwen shook his head lightly, trying to drive away those messy thoughts; when he raised his head to look for Luobei's tombstone again, he saw a woman in the distance.

There was a short, fat middle-aged woman standing in front of Luobei's tombstone.

He was still far away from the woman, and he couldn't see her face clearly. He could only vaguely see what she seemed to be saying, and he even raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

Could it be Luobei's mother?

Shen Yanwen didn't like Luobei's mother very much - his son was terminally ill, and he could stand by and watch, just to maintain his new life... This is really not a qualified mother.

As he was thinking, he had already walked near the woman.

The sound of footsteps attracted the woman's attention, she raised her head suddenly, and looked at Shen Yanwen with red eyes.

The woman seemed to recognize his face: "You are..."

"I'm a friend of Luobei." Shen Yanwen said, "Are you his mother?"

"Well," the woman nodded, and murmured brokenly, "I know, it was you, and you were the one who took care of Xiaobei until Xiaobei left... Thank you, thank you very much."

"...No need to talk about this." Shen Yanwen said softly, bent down and placed the bouquet in his arms in front of the tombstone, "I come here every year, and this is the first time I see you."

"...It's not convenient for me to come here," the woman said embarrassedly, "It's not convenient for me to come here..."

The woman seemed to have something to hide. Although she didn't mention it, Shen Yanwen could probably guess that it was just that her husband was jealous and unreasonable.In the final analysis, Shen Yanwen, as an outsider, has no position to criticize how Luobei's mother treats Luobei.

Although he felt ashamed in his heart, his attitude was still kind: "Well, he should be very happy if you came to see him."

"Xiaobei is lucky to have such a good friend like you." The woman said, "How do you know each other, Xiaobei's classmate? You look older than Xiaobei..."

"...a townhouse in the old town," Shen Yanwen said softly, "Luobei saved me."

"What?" The woman didn't seem to know about it at all.

Shen Yanwen said patiently: "14 years ago, I was accidentally kidnapped and locked up in a row room. It was Luobei who rescued me..."

He spoke neither fast nor slow, and didn't say too many details, but just repeated the matter, including the fact that their mother and son moved away later, and he failed to find out about Luobei.

"...Did Xiao Bei say that he helped you with the matter you mentioned?" After listening, the woman asked.

Shen Yanwen was taken aback: "... He said at that time that he had no memory."

"Xiao Bei and I did live in a townhouse for a few years, but we rented the house," the woman said, "We moved out when Xiao Bei was nine years old... Did you make a mistake?"