Chapter 44: Lan Lan, who should have thought of it long ago

Senior sanatoriums have good privacy, relatively, it becomes difficult to inquire about the news inside.

However, money can make ghosts run the mill, and no matter how good the privacy is, it can't stop some people from being tempted by money.

Xin Yan felt that this matter was within her grasp, who knew that the people who sent it had tried every means, but they couldn't find out any information.

What's more, what's even more strange is that when inquiring about the nursing home, the staff just waved their hands and said that they had no comment. If they inquired about Lu Wanqiu's news, the staff would immediately be vigilant, as if they wanted some top-secret information.

Xin Yan: "..."

Not understanding why the sanatorium protects Lu Wanqiu's information so much, she thought about it, this is also a good thing, it shows that the sanatorium really cares about the patients.

This matter was temporarily put on hold by her, and she would deal with it later when there was time.

It's still the same in the company, big things and small things keep happening every day. After Xin Yan came back from abroad, it took another two or three days to adjust her work schedule. She reluctantly means that she can hear the alarm after she can hear the alarm. Woke up, but the whole day after waking up, she was sluggish.

Bei Lanlan made coffee and health tea for her, tried her best to complete her work, and let her go to the lounge for a while when she had time, but it was to no avail.

Sitting on the sofa in the office, Xin Yan held a cup of hot tea and said sentimentally, "I'm getting old and my body is useless."

Bei Lanlan: "..."

She walked over to Xin Yan and sat down, and said rudely, "You are just too busy and lack exercise. Once the rhythm of life is disrupted, you will not be able to adapt."

Xin Yan was silent, and insisted: "I still think it's a matter of age."

It's impossible to exercise, she doesn't have time, besides, she doesn't like sweating at all.

Bei Lanlan saw that she had resistance written all over her face, and did not continue to lobby. She took out two tickets from behind and handed them to Xin Yan: "Here."

Xin Yan took it over suspiciously, and found that the two tickets were printed in a particularly rough manner. It said, "The end of the year performance of the opera club of a certain university, the battle of Chibi, the youth edition.

Xin Yan didn't understand, "What is the youth version?"

Bei Lanlan explained: "It's the version written and directed by college students. The lines have changed a lot, mixing the grandeur of the original script with the new script.

funny

. "

Xin Yan: "..."

It is indeed the number one leisure group in the country.

However, it sounds quite interesting. Xin Yan has grown up so much that she hasn't watched the opera yet. Going to see it can be regarded as a good experience for herself.

She smiled and shook the ticket in her hand: "It starts at seven o'clock in the evening, just in time for the company to get off work, thank you, I will go see it."

"But—"

She looked at the other ticket and wondered, "How come there are two tickets, and the second one is for me to give away?"

She has already started to think about who is better to give it to. On the opposite side, Bei Lanlan's face darkened, "The second ticket is mine, and I will keep it for you."

Xin Yan: "..."

Indeed, this is more reasonable.

…………

These two tickets were given to her by classmate Bei Lanlan. That classmate was a member of the opera club. She got two tickets for her from the inside.

The performance is tomorrow night, and Xin Yan has an appointment with Bei Lanlan to meet at a restaurant outside the school at five o'clock.

Sometimes Xin Yan felt that Bei Lanlan was busier than her, so she got up early in the morning to go to school, hurried to the laboratory after a class, and waited out of the laboratory. If it was early, she would go back to the company, and if it was late, then Just go home.

This day ended early, but because she made an appointment in advance, she couldn't go to the company, so Xin Yan wanted to stay in the office alone until five o'clock.

Xin Yan doesn't like to be late. When the time is approaching, she checks her phone every once in a while, and An Zhiyuan wants to tell her, don't look, you should just leave.

As a result, Xin Yan was more self-conscious than him. After realizing that she had no intention of working at all, she stood up cheerfully and left all the work to An Zhiyuan, who had no spare time at all.

Before leaving, she looked at him a little sympathetically, "You are not too young, go out for a walk when you have time, and add a little social life to yourself. If you have a family or not, you must have a company. "

An Zhiyuan: "..."

Unexpectedly, he would still have a day when Xin Yan cared about his private life.

Before five o'clock, Xin Yan had already appeared in the restaurant. She thought that she had arrived 20 minutes earlier, which should be early enough. Who knows, Bei Lanlan came earlier than her.

This restaurant is designated by Bei Lanlan. It is an ordinary hot pot restaurant. The per capita consumption is less than 100. The attendance rate is very high every night. During the time when they came, there were already several tables of guests in the restaurant.

Seeing her coming, Bei Lanlan waved her hand happily, and then pushed Xin Yan the washed chopsticks and tableware.

Xin Yan and Bei Lanlan: "Why did you come so early?"

The two said these words in unison, looked at each other blankly, and couldn't help laughing at the same time, or Bei Lanlan asked again: "Why are you here so early, the company is very busy today?"

Xin Yan laughed, "That's impossible, I left early, I can't sit in the office, I always want to come out."

After speaking, she cleared her throat, and Bei Lanlan looked at her, "Does your throat feel uncomfortable?"

Xin Yan touched her throat, "It's a little itchy, maybe I'm angry."

Bei Lanlan: "That clear soup pot is all right. I will contact the doctor tomorrow and ask him to come to the company to check on you."

Xin Yan: "...It's not impossible, just drink more water and get some sleep."

Bei Lanlan blinked and compromised, "Okay, but the clear soup pot still needs to be ordered."

Xin Yan doesn't care about this. She eats the red soup and clear soup the same way. Anyway, no matter what kind of pot comes out and rolls it in the dipping sauce, it will taste like the dipping sauce in the end.

The waiter came over with the order paper, Bei Lanlan wanted to hand it to Xin Yan, Xin Yan shook her head, "You order first, then I'll add it."

Bei Lanlan listened, lowered his head, took the pencil given by the store, and filled in.

At first glance, it is a familiar customer.

It was the first time that Xin Yan saw Bei Lanlan ordering food so skillfully and calmly. She stretched her neck to watch, but within half a minute, when Bei Lanlan finished ordering, she turned the piece of paper and handed it to Xin Yan.

Xin Yan looked down at the dishes above, and felt no different from other hot pot restaurants. She randomly selected a few of her favorite dishes. Xin Yan returned everything to the waiter, and then curiously asked Bei Lanlan, "Have you been here before? "

Hearing this, Bei Lanlan showed a shy smile, "Well, I came here often when I first started college."

At that time, her mother wasn't sick yet. She was a freshman in college, and it was the strangest and most high-spirited time in her life. She and her friends went out almost every day and ate the surrounding area. In the end, she found out that this hot pot is the best. good to eat.

Xin Yan looked at the surrounding environment, she nodded, "Being able to open next to the school so far shows that this store has some real skills."

Otherwise, it would have been crowded out by other stores.

Bei Lanlan also looked into the store, "I liked it very much at that time, but I came here less often, and the monthly living expenses were so much. If I came here once, it would be nothing more than a hundred, and I would not come for group dinners, and I seldom chose friends for dinners. this home."

Xin Yan smiled: "Now you can not only shop here, but also buy this store."

Bei Lanlan was helpless: "I haven't liked it enough to buy it."

The hot pot was served, Xin Yan stirred it with a spoon, and then said casually, "Just kidding."

She looked down at the goji oil flower floating in the pot, while Bei Lanlan was looking at her.

After pursing her lips, Bei Lanlan said another thing, "Do you know what I'm going to do this afternoon?"

Xin Yan raised her head, "Didn't you say you made an appointment to meet with someone?"

Bei Lanlan nodded, "Guess who it is."

How could Xin Yan know, she thought for a while, "Old friend?"

Bei Lanlan: "All of my old friends have graduated. There are only one or two left here. They are the ones who are not very familiar. I don't know which city they live in."

"Who is that?"

Bei Lanlan didn't sell any more, and told her directly, "Mrs. Yin."

Xin Yan: "...Who?"

"Uncle Hu's fiancee, he mentioned it to you at the wine table last time, have you forgotten?"

Xin Yan recalled for a while, but she could only recall how Uncle Hu was crying, she was silent, "I don't remember."

After a pause, she looked at Bei Lanlan in surprise, "How did you meet her?"

"Introduced by Uncle Hu, he originally wanted to invite the two of us to dinner at his house, but weren't you abroad at that time? I became friends with Uncle Hu, and through him, I met Mrs. Yin again, and she took good care of her. , I can't tell that he is almost sixty years old, and he looks about the same age as my mother."

Bei Lanlan speaks gently, not impatiently, not exaggerating, as if listening to the wind chimes under the eaves, she said these things lightly, as if it were a very common thing, as for how she talked to the man surnamed Hu When contacting him, how did he get him to hand over the contact information of his future wife, she didn't mention it at all.

She didn't mention it because she thought Xin Yan would ask, but Xin Yan blinked and asked another thing out of curiosity: "It's so amazing? Did you have surgery."

Bei Lanlan: "..."

very good.

Before, she was just guessing, but now she is sure that Xin Yan really cares less about her than before.

In the past, Xin Yan would have wished to know everything they said. When they didn't go to get off work together, Xin Yan would definitely ask her how her day was, who she met, and what happened.

Now, these treatments can't be said to have disappeared, they can only be said to be gradually decreasing. Xin Yan's actions were so subtle that she didn't notice it at first until she tried it out.

She went to see a high-ranking stranger alone, even if it was a woman, even if it was an old lady, Xin Yan shouldn't be so calm, not even asking what she was going to do.

Because of this, Bei Lanlan even lost her appetite for hot pot. She looked at Xin Yan with an unhappy look.

If Xin Yan knew what she was thinking, she would definitely cry out for injustice.

She didn't ask because she knew how capable Bei Lanlan was. In her opinion, it was normal for Bei Lanlan to want to meet a few energetic people. If she asked, she could help introduce them. This is a private matter. Since Bei Lanlan is unwilling to tell her, then she will definitely not ask herself uninterestingly, after all, she doesn't want to receive a prevarication reason.

As for less and less inquiries and concerns...

In fact, Xin Yan didn't notice it herself.

Some things are subconscious behaviors. In the past, she was worried about Bei Lanlan, so she would naturally ask questions, no matter the details. Now, the worry has decreased, and other things have increased. The more exchanges, the faster it increases, Xin Yan thought. To escape, or rather, she wants to calm down for a while.

But she never thought that she and Bei Lanlan were too close, eating at the same table, sleeping in the same room, getting along in the same office, in the same car, and the little changes in their bodies were like the wings of butterflies. A gust of wind blew up on the body, escaping would not work, and calm would not hold, because one person's escape is the suppression of another.

...

There is no formal theater in the school, only a student auditorium. When Bei Lanlan and Xin Yan came over, the students were almost full. Their seats were in the front row. Xin Yan wrapped her coat tightly and went inside carefully. squeeze.

It's been a while since I've been to such an occasion. Just now, a male classmate accidentally stepped on her foot, and she still misses it a little.

She finally sat down. I don't know how many years this chair has been in service, but Xin Yan felt like she was sinking all of a sudden, and the bottom of her butt was hard, as if she was sitting on a wooden board.

Xin Yan couldn't help but said: "I think I'd better donate a little more money. At least renovate this auditorium. Sitting on this kind of chair, the school is not afraid of your spine problems."

Just as Bei Lanlan was about to say something, someone suddenly slapped the back of the chair behind them. Xin Yan turned around in astonishment and saw a female student sitting behind them excitedly, "Bei Lanlan! You're here too, This ticket is too difficult, I mobilized our club to help me grab it together, and I only managed to grab three!"

Before the performance started, the auditorium was almost as noisy as the vegetable market, but with ten people together, it was not as loud as this female student, and Xin Yan felt that her ears were going to be deaf.

Bei Lanlan glanced at Xin Yan and knew that she didn't like being so noisy, so she said to the person, "I didn't want to come, but I want to accompany her to relax."

She pointed to Xin Yan beside her, the female student looked over, and Xin Yan showed a polite smile at the right time.

The female student didn't expect that there were outsiders here, and she became noisy in front of her classmates. In front of people like Xin Yan, she felt embarrassed, her voice dropped, and she apologized to Xin Yan: "I'm sorry, I didn't see……"

Xin Yan smiled: "It doesn't matter, are you Lanlan's classmate?"

The female student nodded again and again, "Classmate! Are you... uh, Bei Lanlan's sister?"

This female student didn't care much about campus gossip. She didn't know that Bei Lanlan had a white and rich partner who sent her to school every day. Xin Yan smiled and was about to explain, but Bei Lanlan spoke faster than her.

"No, this is my wife, we are married."

The female student's jaw dropped in shock, because she didn't expect Bei Lanlan to be married. And Xin Yan's reaction was not much better than hers.

She looked at Bei Lanlan in shock and didn't understand why she said that.

Bei Lanlan is also impulsive. Xin Yan has told her many times that outside, it can be said that she is Xin Yan's assistant, that Xin Yan is her friend, but it is really not good, and that Xin Yan is her girlfriend , In short, it is impossible to say that they are married.

Xin Yan didn't give a reason, but she felt that Bei Lanlan understood, indeed, Bei Lanlan understood, but she didn't want to continue to abide by this rule today.

The performance has begun, the host's beautiful and clear voice came from the stereo, the lights gradually dimmed, and the noisy environment quieted down. Bei Lanlan had turned his body back, and part of the stage lights fell on Bei Lan. In front of Lan, Xin Yan looked at her, but because this was not a good place, she had to say nothing.

But in the next process, she kept thinking about it.

The actors on the stage performed hard, and from time to time there would be bursts of laughter from the audience, but Xin Yan really couldn't fully appreciate it, and Bei Lanlan was the same, she looked at Xin Yan silently, the dark auditorium made her only could see Xin Yan's profile clearly, some serious, some cold.

Bei Lanlan's heart beat a lot faster, which was a sign of nervousness and anxiety, and at the same time, it was also a sign of excitement.

She knew she had done something Xin Yan didn't like, but, to be honest, she actually enjoyed the process.

God knows how happy she was when she just announced the relationship between the two in front of Xin Yan. Xin Yan always wanted her to be innocent, kind, and smooth, and wanted her to be a good girl without blemishes.

But she was already bad, she pretended, liked the feeling of fighting against Xin Yan, and even more like the expression Xin Yan showed after she was helpless.

After taking a long breath back and forth, Bei Lanlan slowed down the rhythm of her breathing, calmed herself down as much as possible, and then waited for Xin Yan to call her name.

She used to be careful, it wasn't a big deal. As long as there was a slight interruption, Xin Yan would forget about it, but today she did something a little too much, and Xin Yan should not let her go so easily.

Sure enough, as soon as the performance ended, Xin Yan took her arm, "Lanlan, wait a minute."

The auditorium was still so lively. Bei Lanlan took Xin Yan and walked through the corridor behind the auditorium. Across the wall was the music department office and several activity classrooms. When they found an empty one, the two of them left. go in.

Standing at the door, Bei Lanlan turned around and looked at her with clear and calm eyes.

Xin Yan was stunned by her look.

Bei Lanlan: "Speak."

Xin Yan: "...What did you say?"

Bei Lanlan paused, "Say that the relationship between you and me is not the kind of relationship that outsiders imagine, it's good for you and me to hide it. I'm still a student, and a complicated identity will cause unnecessary trouble. Don't do that anymore."

Xin Yan: "..."

Her mood was a bit complicated, not only because Bei Lanlan said what she wanted to say, but her word order, tone, and habitual oral habits were exactly the same as Xin Yan herself.

She was silent and smiled awkwardly, "It's quite similar."

Bei Lanlan looked at her and smiled lightly, "Because I take every word you said into my heart, and I remember it so clearly that it's hard to learn what you don't like."

Xin Yan felt that Bei Lanlan's words were thorny. She didn't understand why Bei Lanlan had this attitude, so she had to continue the previous topic: "Since you all know, why do you still say that?"

Bei Lanlan glanced at her, then looked away: "because I'm annoying."

Xin Yan was taken aback, "What?"

Bei Lanlan looked at her again with fire in her eyes, "When I'm around you, I always have to be hidden, you used to hide me because you liked Jingchu and didn't want her to know my existence. , Now you say you don't like her, why do I still want to remain anonymous?"

Xin Yan didn't expect her to think so, she quickly explained, "I'm not trying to hide you, I just don't want others to know about our relationship..."

Bei Lanlan: "What's the difference?"

Xin Yan choked on what she said.

Bei Lanlan laughed, but Xin Yan felt a chill in her heart, "Whether I stay in the house or go outside, they can't see me, even if I stand by your side, even if I hold your hand, But in their eyes, I still don't exist, am I so insignificant?"

Xin Yan's heart tightened, "Of course not! I..."

"Then why don't you want to admit it?" Bei Lanlan looked at her and interrupted her, "You always act like it's all for me, I already told you, I don't care about that, why are you still unwilling to admit it ?"

because……

Xin Yan couldn't tell the reason. She didn't admit that she wanted to leave a way for Bei Lanlan. She hoped that Bei Lanlan would not be burdened with her stigma after starting a new life.

But if something doesn't admit it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Xin Yan always tries to erase the relationship between her and Bei Lanlan, but is this something she can erase if she wants to, not to mention, their relationship is still there During the duration.

Xin Yan suddenly felt a little pain in the blood vessels on her forehead. She lowered her head and looked a little helpless. Her thoughts seemed to be blocked by something. She didn't know what she was thinking. When she looked up again, she looked at Bei Lanlan , asked abruptly, "Do you want me to move out?"

Bei Lanlan's complexion changed.

She looked at Xin Yan in disbelief, and her lips trembled slightly before she uttered four very light words, "Should have thought of it earlier."

She didn't want to stay here for a second, she turned around, and she ran out the back door. Bei Lanlan was as light as a swallow, and her movements were very flexible. Xin Yan only chased two steps before she felt a little weak in her legs.

Just when she felt something was wrong with her body, Xin Yan's phone rang again, and she glanced anxiously at the direction Bei Lanlan ran out of. She didn't want to pick it up, but when she saw the note on the screen, she was stunned for a while, but she picked it up anyway. .

The person who called was an employee of the nursing home. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening. Xin Yan had not answered the call at this time, and was already startled.

"Hey?"

"what?!"

Xin Yan listened to the person on the phone with a confused expression, "Wait, what is a kitchen explosion, did you buy a microwave oven or a bomb! Is the patient injured?"

Hearing the only frightened answer, Xin Yan covered her forehead, feeling a layer of sweat on her back, "You...you wait for me! When I'm free, I'll go to you to settle the bill!"

Nursing home employee: "..."

Accounts must be settled according to the timetable, as expected of Mr. Xin.

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