nostalgic

During the weekend performance in the theater, senior Su Lan pulled Tang Yun backstage and pointed to the front row of the auditorium.

"Look, Yunyun, isn't that Jane Yintian?" Tang Yun looked in the direction of Su Lan's finger, and Jane Lai's bright black eyes were staring at the stage seriously.

"You gave it to me back then, so Jane Lai was called in private for three years." Tang Yun raised her mouth slightly when she heard Su Lan's words.

"Whoever made that child keep a face all day long will ignore anyone who greets her." Su Lan waved her hand and recalled.

"Qi Ming! Come here! Who do you think is in the audience?" Seeing that Tang Yun did not show the expected surprise, Su Lan turned her head to greet Qi Ming.

"Jane Lai?" Qi Ming wiped the corners of his eyes and searched carefully in the auditorium.

"Which Jane Lay?" A colleague approached with curiosity.

"Jane Lai, you don't even know? Mr. Jian's only daughter, the child who was mad at her biological father back then, is a famous figure in Lucheng." Xu Jiahui, who is a little younger than Su Lan, danced and gestured.

Hearing the sound, Tang Yun went back to her seat and plugged in her earphones. She looked down at the script in her hand with a clatter, and those fragments from the old days flashed through her mind like flipping through a book.

During the summer vacation before going to college, Tang Yun came back from driving school and saw Jiang Nan standing in front of the door with disheveled clothes and bare feet.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yun hurried to Jiangnan's side.

"Yunyun, don't ask anything, let me stay with you for a few days." Jiangnan subconsciously lowered his head to cover his red and swollen face.

Tang Yun pushed open the door of the apartment, and Jiang Nan staggered to Tang Yun's room with messy curly hair, and fell headlong in front of the bed.

Seeing this, Tang Yun hurriedly threw away the key in her hand and ran to help Jiangnan up.

"Good girl, Yunyun, I'm fine, let me stay quietly for a while." Jiangnan slowly opened his eyes, stroking Tang Yun's vaguely comforting hair.

Tang Yun helped Jiang Nan to the bed, and silently closed the door, recalling Jiang Nan's bruised eyes and bruises on his arms, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Tang Yun called Qi Ming, only to find out that many things happened in the past few months before and after the college entrance examination when she didn't go to the theater.

At the beginning of the year, Lucheng Theater recruited a group of new drama actors. Jian Huailin took a fancy to a young girl named Jiang Lang among them. Jian Huailin especially likes the literary tone and quiet personality.

After Jiang Lang became pregnant, she hoped to have a name. Therefore, Jian Huailin became more and more displeased with Jiangnan at home, and found faults repeatedly when she returned home.

Seeing that Jiang Lang's belly was getting bigger day by day, the quick-tempered Jian Huailin simply had a showdown with Jiang Nan, but Jiang Nan resolutely refused to agree to the divorce, and Jian Huailin fought madly at Jiang Nan in a fit of anger.

"Look, this is a man." After Tang Yun hung up the phone, Jane Lai's mocking words suddenly appeared in her mind, but facing Jiangnan who was pretending to be calm and avoiding inquiries, all Tang Yun could do was to wait silently, waiting for Jiangnan. recovery.

"Haven't you had dinner yet? Finish these, and send this porridge to Jiangnan later." In the evening, Jane Lai came back with a few boxes of packed meals from the restaurant.

"Where are you going?" Tang Yun saw that Jane Lai was wearing a small white suit and hurried out.

"The boss of Boya Piano Store has taken away a good piano, I'll go over and see if I can buy it." Jane Lai put on her shoes and opened the door as if she couldn't wait.

"Could it be that Jiangnan is no better than a piano in Jane Lai's heart?" Tang Yun looked at the lunch box on the table and complained silently in her heart.

Half a month later, Jiang Nan's body fully recovered, and Tang Yun drove Jiang Nan to the theater in the car that Uncle Jian gave as an adult gift.

"Where is Jiang Lan?" Tang Yun asked privately behind Jiang Nan's back.

"Jiang Lan! The day before yesterday, I cleaned up the pedestrians. I heard that she went to Shanghai. The little girl looked weak and didn't talk much. I didn't expect that she was such a person!" He stopped the mop in his hand with interest.

"Jiang Lan is gone? Asking for leave or resigning? Will she come back?" Tang Yun confirmed with Aunt Clean seriously.

"Resign? How can she have the face to come back? It's really embarrassing to be found by someone else's daughter when she is pregnant. Fortunately, God has a good eye and made her have a miscarriage!" Auntie Clean turned over in disgust. Roll eyes.

"How did Jiang Lan have an abortion?" Jiang Nan walked behind Tang Yun at some point.

"The girl was hit by someone when she was going down the steps from the gate of the theater! She rolled down dozens of steps and her legs were red at that moment. That scene..." Aunt Clean waved her hands as if she couldn't bear to think about it.

"Did you call the police?" Jiang Nan asked palely.

"Yo! Teacher Jiang, you are really kind, and you still care about whether this kind of person calls the police or not. If I wish her bad luck! After all, it is [-]% impossible for that girl to call the police." The cleaning aunt deliberately sells the lawsuit.

"Why?" Tang Yun asked puzzled.

"The person who bumped into that girl was Mr. Jian's daughter, your good friend, no matter how courageous Jiang Lang is, she can't call the police. Jian's family is not as good as it used to be, but in a small place like Lucheng, you can still cover the sky with one hand, okay! Isn't that right, Teacher Jiang?" Auntie Clean raised her eyebrows meaningfully.

"Auntie, you haven't seen it with your own eyes, so don't talk nonsense with others." Tang Yun hurriedly defended Jane Lai.

"Who said I didn't see it? Mr. Jian's daughter was wearing a white coat when she came to the theater to find Jiang Lan on the first day. It’s not bad at all, I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be wrong?” The cleaning aunt was waving her hands while spitting.

"Sister Zhang, come here and talk." Jiang Nan called the cleaning aunt to the corner, took out a thick stack of cash and stuffed it into the cleaning aunt's hand. "You put this away first, and you forget about it from now on. Anyone who mentions it, even family members, please."

"How good this is, then thank you, don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut in the future, and I will never talk nonsense." The cleaning lady bowed with a smile on her face, pushing the cleaning cart and stepping on it briskly. The footsteps gradually drifted away.

When the sky was getting dark, there was a sound of messy and light footsteps on the stairs, and Jane Lai opened the door humming in a good mood.

"You didn't eat dinner, right? I brought it back." Jane Lai took off her small white suit jacket and threw it on the bed.

"Dong dong dong..." Jiang Nan knocked on the door of Jane Lai's room three or two times, and pushed the door in without waiting for the people in the room to agree.

Tang Yun caught a glimpse of Jiangnan picking up Jane Lai's small white suit jacket from the bed, stepped back, her shoulders twitched and trembled uncontrollably.

"Why?" Jiang Nan pursed his lips, his gaze swept across Jian Lai's face seriously, trying to dig out some clues from Jian Lai's expression message.

Jane Lai did not avoid Jiang Nan's gaze, and negotiated with Jiang Nan in a silent manner.

"Go and stand in the corner!" Jiang Nan commanded Jane Lai with a trembling voice.

"I'll just stand here." Jane Lai protested calmly.

"You don't listen to me, do you?" Jiang Nan actually cried.

"Why should I listen to you?" Jane Lai retorted in a flat tone as usual.

"Slap." Jiang Nan raised his hand and slapped his face, the sound was extremely piercing in the silent night.

"I'll give it back to you. Just because I like you doesn't mean you can treat me like this." Jian Lai raised her hand and slapped back, Jiangnan's snow-white jaw and neck instantly turned red. "No matter what I do, it's my own business, and you have no right to accuse me."

"That girl's life was ruined by you, but you said it lightly." Jiang Nan buried her head on her knees, choking out of breath, that kind of sadness and helplessness made Tang Yun chase after the light in her daily life. The glamorous woman under the lamp felt extremely distressed.

"Don't be pitiful there, have pity on yourself." The door was pushed open with a creak, and Jane Lai walked out of the room with exaggerated strides, her chest heaving and falling sharply, and the corners of her clothes swung wildly with her steps.

"Don't cry." Tang Yun threw a hot towel over to wipe Jiangnan's face with a bit of anxiety, and suddenly saw a few inconspicuous scars on Jiangnan's dry eye sockets and hidden parts of his face.