Extra "Ye Yun"

"Ye Yun, Ye Yun..."

He heard her calling, one after another, as if she was close to him. It seems to be far away. By the way, she must be at the foot of the mountain telling him to go home. Tourists poured into their small village in a steady stream, and the wild vegetables he picked were waiting for him on the farmhouse’s dining table. The small bamboo tower on his shoulders was already full. He was still standing on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, leaning out half of his body to pick off the flowers blooming on the cliff.

The road down the mountain was narrow and steep, but he walked like a gust of wind. The fragrance of wild flowers seemed to be lingering in his hands, and he had already cut off the sharp thorns on them with a knife. She stood at the entrance of the village, with worry and anger on her face. He was so anxious that his feet slipped uncontrollably, and he turned somersaulting, but she pulled her up in an angry and funny way.

Ignoring his wounds, he impatiently handed his hands to her.

"Sister Xiangyuan, look at this flower..."

She took the "flower" and smiled. Because of his wrestling, only the broken stamens were left on the bare branches.

"You are so stupid," she said.

You are so stupid, Ye Yun, you are so stupid...

No, he suddenly remembered that at that time, his surname was not Ye, and there was only one person named Ye in the remote mountain village. Zou Yun’s boy.

It turned out that this was another dream, just like his countless previous dreams. Her face gradually blurred, and the last petal on the flower branch fell silently.

Then, he felt like he had fallen into the deepest and coldest water. The air in his lungs gradually became less and less, and he almost couldn't breathe. That was the wild duck beach at the foot of the mountain, where they were playing happily a second ago. Xiang Yao smiled in his ear and said, "Let's trick Xiang Yin into the water." The pigtails on the back of her head were wet and stuck to her neck.

Xiang Yin's old yellow dog barked "barking" on the shore. Xiang Yao pretended to be drowning and fluttered. Her twin brother stamped his feet in anxiety and finally jumped into the water and swam towards her. Xiang Yin's swimming ability is not good, Xiang Yuan also taught him how to swim step by step. He can't swim as well as Zou Yun and Xiang Yao. However, this does not affect him in the slightest. He is the most obedient and considerate little brother in Xiang Yuan's heart.

Zou Yun wanted to remind his best friend: Don’t be fooled, it’s just Xiang Yao’s prank!

But he never called out, watching helplessly as Xiang Yin clumsily but diligently approached Yuan Yuan. Just wait a little longer, just a little while, and when he chokes on his saliva, I will go and pull him ashore. When the time comes, Xiang Yuan will also know that he saved Xiang Yin, and she will touch his head and say that he is the best.

No one expected that Xiang Yi disappeared into the water so quickly and suddenly. Zou Yun was startled and plunged into the water. He groped around, but couldn't reach his partner's body. He dived deeper, and Xiang Yao desperately pulled his head to the surface.

"You can't go deeper, there are whirlpools there." Her naughty and narrow-mindedness disappeared, her whole body was shaking, her lips were black, and she didn't know if the water droplets on her face were mixed with... tears. Zou Yun pushed Xiang Yao away and dived into the water again. The bottom of the pool was as cold as a tomb, and Xiang Yin's shadow seemed to flash past in the darkness. Zou Yun had reached the end of his breath. No matter how hard he kicked his legs, he still couldn't get close to the shadow. The world on the water was getting farther and farther away from him, as if a pair of invisible hands were dragging his feet downward. He saw a string of bubbles above his face. If he couldn't find Xiang Yi, he would die too. Under water.

This humble wish still ended in disappointment. He lived to see the sky and Xiang Yuan's pale face, felt the burning pain in his lungs, and heard Xiang Yao's crying "I'm sorry" .

He also wanted to beg Xiangyuan for forgiveness, but no sound came out. It was as if half of his soul was still wandering in the turbid and cold pool. This was a dream he would never wake up from. He was still chasing Xiang Yin's shadow. Perhaps a part of him had merged with that shadow under the water. That shadow should have been Xiangyuan's closest person and greatest comfort. From now on, he would repay her double.

The voice calling him is still there.

Could it be his mother? No, no, no, he didn't want to go back to the home that belonged to Zou Yun at all. His mother never complained about her suffering in front of others, but late at night, when her lame husband fell asleep and the gods she worshiped every day fell asleep, she would always cry. He knew where her grief came from, even though he was still a child at the time, he always knew it. Whenever Uncle Li delivers a letter from the city, it is bound to be another sleepless night.

People in the village say that Zou Yun looks a lot like his brother. Only he knows that even if they have similar faces and bloodlines, he and his brother will never be the same. The eldest brother left their same mother when he was young. He lives elsewhere and only sends sporadic letters and remittance orders every year. What he remembers more is the responsibility of being the eldest son of Ye, but what Ye Yun remembers is his mother's tears.

But the eldest brother has a family after all, but Zou Yun does not. Even if he suddenly becomes Ye Yun, he is still a person without a family. After his mother died, his stepfather's home did not belong to him, nor did the Ye family in the city belong to him, although he spent the next ten years living with them day and night, watching them laugh, cry, fall in love, and separate...

In fact, they are all good people.

Zou Laizi treated him well, at least he did not let him suffer from cold or starvation. Although when he learned that Ayun was not his biological son, he happily returned him to his family in the city in exchange for Get a generous alimony.

His biological father is not as ruthless as imagined. On the contrary, Ye Binglin was obedient to his youngest son, wishing to pick off the moon from the sky to compensate for his absence in his son's childhood. He would scold Ye Qianze severely, but would never force Ye Yun, although they both knew that the most ordinary And the true love between father and son is by no means apologetic and repaying, but he has tried his best.

The eldest brother was even more concerned about Ye Yun and tried every means to integrate him into the new family life. Ye Yun also respects and loves his eldest brother. However, there can never be any grudges between the two brothers. There is only one reason. It is impossible to replace or let go. They both know it, but they have a tacit understanding and never mention it.

Even Ye Ling and Mrs. Ye get along well with him. They live under the same roof and keep their own secrets.

Ye Yun never had any resentment in his heart, and he also tried hard to express his kindness to each of them. But only one person can give him the warmth of attachment. That person understands him, tolerates him, feels sorry for him, and will also blame him and demand him. She was closer to him than all his flesh and blood relatives, and more powerful than his mother who could only cry.

Ye Yun, Ye Yun... This is indeed her voice. He has been trekking towards her for half his life, but now he looks around in the desolation at a loss and cannot find her. He only feels pain, like Burned repeatedly by the flames of hell.

Ye Yun is no stranger to pain.

That morning, it rained heavily. He sat in the borrowed car and said to the phone: "It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter."

He promised Xiang Yuan that he would never shed tears again. A man who bleeds would never shed tears. He listened to her in everything, but this time he broke his promise and cried like a coward. He is used to waiting again and again, from hope to disappointment, and reincarnation, she will not come. The sunrise appointment was originally a dream. After today's rain stops, there may be brilliant sunshine tomorrow morning, but when she becomes He lost his legitimate family, his sister-in-law, why should he continue to wait?

A swivel chair in his father's office almost fell apart under his furious kick.

"You said you were sorry for me and my mother, and you would give me whatever I wanted, right? Well, you can make up for it now." Such a threat was so shameless, especially in the face of his twilight years. Years of biological father, but Ye Yun can't care about this, this is his only remaining straw.

"If I die, I will leave half of the Ye family's assets to you. Your brother also agreed. Except for the old house at home, he will give you all the other real estate. Ayun, you are My son..."

"I don't want a penny from you!"

"Then Xiangyuan will still marry your brother, that is her own choice!" Father! His face was full of exhaustion.

It turns out there is no need for him to speak, they all know it. Even the broken chair on the floor was laughing at him.

This is her choice! Even if this choice is wrong.

He seemed to be standing in the living room where he and his eldest brother were alone again, and the old clock kept ticking.

"She shouldn't marry you. In your eyes, she is just a tool to protect the Ye family."

The eldest brother stood by the window and looked through the curtains that gently lifted a corner. Look outside. This must be another dream after a long time. The old house of the Ye family has been marked with the traces of the new mistress. That was the Buddhist temple in my father's home. He may have not stepped into the old house for a long time, and he might feel better away from the love and affection of his "brother and sister-in-law", but what he didn't expect was that seeing the couple quarreling and cold war made him equally sad. .

"You don't love her at all!" Ye Yun said coldly to his elder brother.

This was undoubtedly a fact in his opinion, but Ye Qianze, who had always turned his back to him and silently accepted his accusation, slowly turned his head at this moment.

"No. Ayun, you don't understand yet."

There was absolutely no need for the eldest brother to lie to him at that time. But Ye Yun would rather not understand. He has to accept Xiang Yuan's identity as his sister-in-law. But if you love someone, doesn't it mean you have to sacrifice everything for her happiness?

Ye Yun never asked Xiang Yuan if he was happy, and he never even revealed a word about his feelings in front of her, as if as long as he didn't say it out loud, the feelings would be safe and secret.

The night in the hot spring villa is as cold as water, and the short-term sweetness separated by a wall finally turns into silence. They turned off the lights, and no one saw the man groping for a heart in the darkness. He chased a long distance in the direction of the wind until he caught the fluttering King of Spades in his hand. No one would ask him why he did that, and he didn't need to explain to anyone. He kept the hearts that had drifted away from their hands quietly within himself, reserving the right to do stupid things for himself.

The heart made of playing cards was in Xiang Yao's palm again.

Ye Yun, Ye Yun, she called his name repeatedly, using a voice similar to that of her sister.

She was drunk and fell outside Ye Yun's dormitory door. He had to help her into the room, and her arms were stronger than when she was sober, wrapping him tightly around him. He was groping with a fire. Ye Yun resisted with a red face, but her restless hands pulled out the worn playing card from her pocket.

"Xiang Yuan gave it to you?"

"No." He tried to take it back, but Xiang Yao's body was as flexible as a snake.

"Then give it to me. The one I loved was never Teng Jun. I was with him just to make you angry, to... to make you angry." She murmured, with a thick smell of alcohol. "My love has always been you."

Ye Yun had never experienced this, and for a brief moment, he felt beautiful. This was the sentence he had been waiting for for many years.

I have always loved you.

Really?

The moment he hugged Xiang Yao tightly, she smiled.

"I know you love her. Take me away and you can think of me as her for the rest of your life."

Ye Yun woke up almost at this moment. Confused and ashamed, he pushed the person in his arms away with all his strength.

"You are nothing like her."

He didn't know how deeply these words hurt Xiang Yao. She slapped him and slowly withdrew from his room, and never contacted him again, until that late night a long time later, she was lying on her knees, grabbing Ye Yun's trousers with her bloody hands.

"Ye Yun, for the sake of my loving you..."

That was the last thing Xiang Yao said to him. She wants him to let go of Teng Jun, the father of her child. But Ye Yun killed him.

Ye Yun, Ye Yun...

This was Teng Jun's voice, full of panic. He didn't want to die, but when he raised his hand high and threatened to kill Xiang Yuan, When the evidence of his crime is made public, he has already dug his own grave.

Ye Yun's bullets were powerful and accurate. He had never fired a shot at a living person for many years on duty, but when he pulled the trigger, he never hesitated.

Because he knew what Teng Jun said was true. Xiang Yuan could kill his elder brother, and he knew why she did it.

Many times, we know that the decision is wrong, but there is only one choice for that question.

Teng Jun's blood spurted onto Ye Yun's body and merged with Xiang Yao's blood. Ye Yun watched him slowly fall against the dirty brick wall, twitching, and a playing card folded into a heart fell out of his pocket. When he breathed his last, Ye Yun picked up the USB drive in his hand and the heart that he didn't know whose it belonged to.

Everything after that is a blur. It is said that when colleagues arrived, he had the muzzle of the gun pressed against his head, and then he lost the gun. Perhaps Ye Yun was dead as early as the moment he shot Teng Jun, and the rest of his life would not be able to redeem his sins. His greater sin came from his stubbornness - he repented but did not regret it. If this was the only way to save the person he swore to protect for the rest of his life, he would still do it if he had to do it again.

Ye Yun, Ye Yun... the fire in the old house burned him. Xiangyuan's call is outside the door, and the rest of my life is in his arms.

If Yu grows up, will he call him "uncle", or will he hate him? None of this matters anymore.

Mom, dad, eldest brother, Ye Ling, Xiang Yao and Teng Jun walked towards him in the thick smoke. He wanted to take another look at the person outside the smoke, but when it was time to leave, the eternal relief in the pain had infinite temptation. He paid for her with his life, and from then on he could go to a quiet world quietly.

Although that world is without her.

Ye Yun, Ye Yun...she hasn't given up yet.

Every second the attachment lingers is endless torture. There is only one small step left before he escapes from purgatory. However, the gods and Buddhas in the sky in front of him all have the same face as Xiangyuan, or shed tears. Or whisper.

Ye Yun, Ye Yun...she wanted him to stay.

They still have one sunrise they can’t watch in time.

He suddenly remembered the origin of his name. His mother asked Xiang Yuan to give it to him before going to school.

At that time she said: Yun, that is the sunrise.

The beauty of sunrise is that it emerges from the deepest darkness.

Extra I am very happy

I am a dying swimmer in the rain

Yi 4? The long vacation started, and her cousin Cheng Zheng flew all the way from Beijing Come here and "visit your classmates" at G University. Zhang Yue had nothing to do, so he acted as a free driver to pick him up and drop him off. She followed the picture and found the dormitory address on Shen Juan's self-recommendation materials. In the crowd of people during lunch time, many boys couldn't help but look at her, but she saw the man in white clothes and black trousers holding a girl's hand and walking past her with a chuckle. The girl was not very beautiful, and her clothes were very simple, but she had a slim figure, delicate features, and a calm demeanor that was very similar to him.

Zhang Yue thought of the second female lead in all TV dramas who is the daughter of a wealthy family. How can she be entangled to make the plot more exciting? Even if the supporting female characters in previous stories tried their best, at the end, the male protagonist would still return to the female protagonist.

She let him go away without saying a word. When he was a hundred meters away, Shen Ju'an still looked back. Zhang Yue gave him a smile from a distance, not sure if he could see it.

That night, Cheng Zheng, who had hit a wall, clamored for Zhang Yue to have a drink with him. The boy had a bad drinking capacity, and the quality of his wine was even worse. After several drinks, he talked endlessly. In order to clear his ears, Zhang Yue had to get him completely drunk. Before lying down, Cheng Zheng continued to show her the unique synthetic photo in history. Zhang Yue looked at the poor girl in the photo who was forced to stand next to Cheng Zheng for a long time. The next day, after reaching the Yellow River, Cheng Zheng decided to fight again, while Zhang Yue said goodbye to his father and flew back to France alone.

A year later, Uriel proposed marriage, but Zhang Yue did not accept it and officially returned to the country to settle down. Zhang Jinmeng arranged a job for his unemployed daughter. Although she was only an assistant to the art director, no one in the company knew that she was the daughter of the Zhang family.

Everyone wanted to own a dazzling rose, but they all raised their heads and hesitated, not daring to reach out rashly, until there was a rumor that a junior staff member in the planning department was pursuing the eldest lady of the Zhang family.

This is the first time that the name Shen Juan has been heard throughout Yongkai.

Many people are laughing at this young man who has just left school and has no background and is overestimating his abilities. Although his charm can make many beauties at the front desk fall in love secretly, he is so insignificant in front of Zhang Yue, who is surrounded by stars. People speculated how humble he would be when he knelt down in front of Zhang Yue. No one knew. He just smiled faintly and stretched out his hand, but Zhang Yue responded with a big hug.

As early as that afternoon a year ago, Zhang Yue had already drowned in the deep water under the lotus leaves. He stretched gently in the wind, and she could not help but swim in his direction among the algae.

The union between a poor boy and a rich lady has long been a commonplace in legends. The growing intimacy between Shen Juan and Zhang Yue is still shocking, but when they look at each other with smiles, who can say? Aren't they a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match, as moving as the scenery?

The biggest obstacle between the couple comes from Zhang Jinmeng, who has always been generous and open-minded. He does not despise the young man's poor background. They say that the king and general Xiang Ning have a lot of talent, and the Zhang family does not need to be betrayed. Daughter's happiness in exchange for greater interests. Zhang Jinmeng has quietly observed Shen Ju'an for a long time. He is young, smart, calm, and decisive. What is rare is that he is not impetuous at all. Given time and opportunity, he may not be a general. But the biting coldness behind the gentle jade was the reason why Zhang Jinmeng refused to entrust her daughter to him.

Despite his disapproval, Zhang Jinmeng’s upbringing, tolerance and love for his daughter made it impossible for him to use rough means to interfere with this relationship. The only thing he could do was to Shen Ju'an was sent to work in a branch in another place. Zhang Jinmeng knew her daughter's temperament well. Her enthusiasm was always fierce and dissipated quickly. Perhaps after being treated coldly, with her intelligence, she would naturally find that an ambitious and modest gentleman was not a good match.

However, one Sunday morning, Zhang Jinmeng, who took the time to invite her daughter for morning tea in person, knocked on Zhang Yue's door, only to see Zhang Yue and Zhang Yue who answered the door in disheveled clothes. Shen Ju'an walked out of the direction. Zhang Jinmeng, who had always doted on his daughter, got into a rage like never before. He pointed sideways in the direction of the door and said to Shen Ju'an: "Let's go, leave right now!"

Shen Ju'an didn't make any excuses. It was easy to go back to the room. After tidying up, he left. When leaving, he gently kissed Zhang Yue's cheek in front of Zhang Jinmeng. When passing by Zhang Jinmeng, he even leaned over and said, "Goodbye, Chairman."

Zhang Jinmeng earnestly advised Zhang Yue, "What he likes is the daughter of the Zhang family, what the name Zhang Yue represents, not your person."

In this case, Cheng Zheng also He said it before, but in a more direct way. He pointed at Shen Ju'an's nose and said that all he wanted was money, and even threw a total of 110,000 in cash at Shen Ju'an's face. However, that was already after Zhang Yue married Shen Juan without hesitation. The taciturn girl who always pursed her lips became Cheng Zheng's destined enemy.

They all say so, they all advise so. Zhang Yue is not a fool. She understands some things better than anyone else. In this world, there is a reason for one person to stay together with another person. Some people fall in love with appearance, some people fall in love with talent, and naturally some people fall in love with money. She didn't dare to say what she fell in love with in Shen Ju'an. Could it really be his soul? But the soul was elusive, and she didn't know what it was. Yes, Shen Ju'an loves the daughter of the Zhang family, and what he loves is Yongkai's money, but she, Zhang Yue, is the only daughter of the Zhang family. She owns Yongkai's money, so isn't she the one he loves?

Shen Juan is a good husband. He treats Zhang Yue meticulously, even more caring than Zhang Yue does to him. When his lips kiss her, it is the most touching feeling. He always does everything to perfection, just as he plays the role of a lover well, and as he handles his increasingly rising positions with ease.

Zhang Yue asked someone to come forward and bury the woman quietly. That night, she didn't drink, but Shen Ju'an, who was always sober, was drunk. He leaned on Zhang Yue's shoulder, Zhang Yue gently stroked his face, and he indulged in peace of mind.

Before falling asleep, Shen Juan sighed deeply and said, "Zhang Yue, why do you have to be so nice..."

Zhang Yue pressed a finger against his lips , "Stop talking. I'm very happy."

Zhang Yue suddenly thought of Xiang Yuan. After the fire, Xiang Yuan rarely even went to the company and spent almost all his time accompanying Ye Yun in his recovery. Zhang Yue once visited the hospital and asked Xiang Yuan privately, "What do you think of him? Brother? Brother-in-law? Lover? Or someone to rely on?"

Xiang Yuan pondered for a moment and replied: " No, I regard him as mine."

Xiang Yuan never said that she loved Ye Yun, but what is love? When Ye Yun stood up, who dared to say that it wasn't Xiang Yuan's greatest happiness in his life?

Actually, they are all the same.

Happiness is seeking benevolence and getting benevolence. It is the most private thing and belongs only to oneself. No one needs to disturb you.

End