Unspeakable Desire GL

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Yao Yuwen did not stay in the coffee shop and walked back home in a daze. Many people looked at her along the way, and she knew that her current appearance might be ugly or ridiculous, but she was no longer in the mood or had the thought to think about it.

Standing at the door of her home, Yao Yuwen took a serious look at the house that belonged to her and Jian Xuantong for the first time. She still remembered the first time Yao Cheng said he wanted to get a wedding house for herself and Atong. At that time, she didn't care about the house. She only gave him a rough idea and asked him to build it. Yao Yuwen never thought that one day she would be interested in this house. A kind of longing arose, or in other words, what she missed was not this house, but what happened in this house during the past year.

When she opened the door, she would smell the aroma of the food, see A Tong wearing an apron, and gently tell herself that she was ready, go take a shower and come over to eat. Or maybe it was the light left specially for herself after pushing the door open, telling herself that there was still someone waiting for her. However, this time when he opened the door, what greeted him was devastation and desolation.

The house is very clean. If it is too clean, it will look extremely empty. Yao Yuwen looked at the room that had obviously been tidied up. She walked in absentmindedly and involuntarily quickened her pace. She quickly ran upstairs and returned to the master bedroom where she and Jian Xuantong lived. There were no clothes belonging to that person in the closet, her favorite books were gone on the desk, and even the pen she often used was missing.

This was the first time that Yao Yuwen felt such a strong panic. Even though she had been prepared in her heart for a long time, she had a little luck before the fact was revealed. She thought A Tong would come back, at least they would have a goodbye, and at least A Tong would have a chance to accept her birthday gift. But... yes, there is nothing.

Atong had very few things in the first place, but now, not a single thing was left. Just like her people, they were suddenly separated from her life. Yao Yuwen's eyes turned red and she staggered to the living room downstairs. There was a piece of white paper on the table. There were no parting words on it, just a simple reminder.

"Yu Wen, drink less wine. If you have a headache, drink more honey water." Neat handwriting is Jian Xuantong's usual writing technique. Yao Yuwen never looks at anyone's handwriting in particular. She only likes to read Jian Xuantong's handwriting since she was a child. The words written by Atong will be characterized by her character, and the writing will be gentle, making you feel comfortable no matter how you read it. Just like how she feels, she is always so at ease.

Yao Yuwen sat at the table. She lightly touched the words with her fingertips, feeling their traces. She had obviously endured the tears all the way, as if a switch had been touched, and finally they flowed out uncontrollably. In the coffee shop, she had been patient, even if it was difficult, but Yao Yuwen didn't want to cry so embarrassed in front of Atong. If she cried, A Tong would feel uncomfortable, so no matter what, she would try her best to hold it back.

But now there is no need. A Tong is gone, the things belonging to A Tong are gone, and her breath will gradually disappear. Yao Yuwen understood every word and sentence Jian Xuantong said. She knew that A Tong was tired, so she wanted to leave her. In the end... she did something wrong. If she had more time and less worries, or in other words, she could understand Atong better, they wouldn't be where they are now.

Yao Yuwen slowly knelt on the ground holding the piece of paper Jian Xuantong left on the table. From the past to the present, many people have left me. Mother, Jian Xuannan, and the former Atong. Yao Yuwen never tried to persuade her to stay because she knew that even if she did, it would only cause embarrassment to herself and trouble to the other party. Her character did not allow her to do such a thing.