Not all questions can be found, Su Yumian is very clear about this. She also understands that many people in this world suffer from grievances, but still live without saying a word.

The effect of tears is just to remember, burn a scar on the ribs. After the pain, try to face it calmly on a quiet night.

Su Yumian cried so hard that her tears were dry. She squatted until her feet were numb. Then she stood up and slowly walked out of the company with her tired steps.

She walked along the road, and the sunset was about to hang on the horizon. Through the gray and heavy air, she could only see a hazy orange spot of light, and she was lifeless.

Su Yumian himself didn't notice it, and there was a group of people around him at some point.

They pointed and pointed: "Is this Su Yumian?"

"It's her, exactly the same as in the photo."

"I'm so big, I can actually meet her next shift!"

This group of people is a reporter from the next building. He was about to finish work and go home, but he didn't expect to see the protagonist on today's hot search as soon as he went out.

They immediately took out their cell phones and cameras, and some even took out their microphones, quickly surrounding Su Yumian in the middle, and began to ask questions sharply.

"Ms. Su Yumian, Miyuki said you were trying to kill her. What do you think about this?"

Su Yumian was startled and subconsciously retreated, but found that there were also reporters surrounding the back.

"Miss Su, you haven't responded all day long. Are you afraid? Or is there something else?"

"Miss Su, why are your eyes a little red? Have you cried?"

Camera shots at her, and the sound of the shutter made her fear suddenly increase, and cold sweats appeared on her forehead and back. She was just a behind-the-scenes worker and had never encountered such a situation. But she knew that before the company's statement was issued, her anger and grievance would become the laughing stock of Miyuki's side in the camera.

Therefore, leaving calmly is the best choice at present.

Su Yumian turned around and was about to leave, but the road was blocked by the reporters. The camera seemed to have a ferocious face, and while spitting out a snake letter, it was getting closer and closer.

Just when her panic and anger were about to be hidden, her slender hands suddenly pushed away the crowd.

Yi Lan walked through the crowd of onlookers and the aggressive press group, walked to her without hesitation, and suddenly held her in her arms and gently covered her face with her hands.

There is a familiar, clear ink fragrance on the coat.

Su Yumian raised her head and saw Yi Liao's eyes.

She has seen these eyes many times, but has never been as deep as it is today, like obsidian displayed on white velvet cloth.

Yidao's voice was very low, and she said gently and affectionately in her ear: "Don't be afraid."

At that moment, Su Yumian was really not afraid. All fear disappeared, and the sunshine that had not appeared all day long finally penetrated layers of haze at this moment and shone into the man's pupils.

He did not explain too much, and in such an ambiguous posture, he broke out from the reporter's encirclement.

Yi Liao helped her into the car, closed the door, and did not give the camera a slight chance. There was also a bold reporter trying to go around the front windshield to take pictures, but Yi Liao blocked the way. He raised his eyes and glanced at the reporters and the crowd with an expressionless face.

The reporters suddenly remained silent.

They didn't come back to their senses until Yi Liao drove away.

"Who is that man? His eyes are so scary."

"I think it looks familiar."

"I also look familiar, who is it..."

Su Yumian's little face was in Yidao's windbreaker jacket, staring at his hand holding the steering wheel tightly.

“Isn’t it cold?”

"There is heating in the car, do you think it's not hot enough?"

"I said... you gave me your coat, wouldn't it be cold all the way?"

Yi Dao smiled: "You actually asked this as soon as you opened your mouth."

Su Yumian curled her lips and whispered: "Actually, I want to ask something else too..."

"Then ask." Yi Liao turned to look at her at the red light, and his eyes stopped gently on her still red eyes. "I will tell you what you ask today, and I will take you to eat whatever you want."

Su Yumian's eyes trembled slightly, and she bit her lower lip and said, "If you do that, you may also bring you in. You shouldn't be so impulsive."

"I have no impulse, and I'm not afraid of any consequences." Yi Liao's mouth curled up a curve, "I may be better at dealing with such things than you."

Su Yumian stared at him in a daze.

Yi Liao explained: "My parents announced their marriage at the peak of their careers. As long as I can remember, various journalists and media have been wandering around my doorstep. After I learned to read, I found that there were always speculations on me and my family on newspapers and TV. Most of them were kind but malicious."

The dusk and the sunset overlap, the lights along the road have turned on, and the merchants have also lit up neon lights. The lights in the city B are just on, singing and dancing are rising, carrying everyone's laughter and tears.

Yilan drove along the road, and Su Yumian suddenly hoped that the road would not have an end.

"Since I was a child, I couldn't grow up like an ordinary child. I envy my classmates for playing marbles around the roadside, but I can't. The nanny said she would be caught by bad people and became a bargaining chip that threatened my parents. I wanted to eat street stalls with my classmates, but I couldn't either, because being photographed would cause reports that would be unfavorable to our family." Yi Liao smiled like a dream, "It was not until I moved to live with my grandfather that I started a slightly normal life."

Su Yumian listened very seriously. People with family background like him did not have much happiness.

I am fortunate to be a human being, and everyone works hard to survive and live, and no one is not tired.

Yi Liao said: "I don't like lenses and hate lights. I just want to live quietly as an ordinary person. I think you are the same."

Su Yumian gradually felt a warm feeling in her heart.

On the isolated island of City B, the lights are too brilliant and the laughter is too noisy, which makes people's hearts look even more lonely. And they are very lucky that, as people who hide their hearts, can find each other as companions, and show the dusty hearts to each other without reservation, without worrying about being ridiculed or perfunctory.

"What do you want to eat at night? I just said that you can take you whatever you want to eat, you can choose whatever you want."

Su Yumian looked at the neon light outside the car window: "I remember there is a fish in the refrigerator?"

Yi Lan touched his nose a little embarrassedly: "I stocked it up when you moved in, thinking about when I could make you a meal."

"You want to cook?" Su Yumian woke up from a dream, remembering that he had made the kitchen look like hell on earth... He couldn't help but chill, "Don't, brother, let that kitchen go, it's innocent!"

Yilan seemed to prove the theorem of "I am more innocent than the kitchen", and his beautiful eyes looked at Su Yumian, and his tone was low and low: "What do you think you should do?"

"I'll make it." Su Yumian reached out and surrendered, "My mother's roasted fish soup is very delicious. I have learned the true teachings. Do you want to try it today?"

"Okay." Yi Liao's eyes were full of spirit.

“We need to serve a little more.”

"I'll buy it, you can go upstairs and rest later."

"No problem, I'll take out the fish." Su Yumian's face became angry when she mentioned cooking.

The car drove into the community parking space, and Su Yumian went upstairs by herself.

Yi Liao watched her figure walk away and has not gotten out of the car for a long time.

He took out his cell phone, opened the Weibo that he never logged in if he had nothing to do, and went to Su Yumian's account to read it.

The lower your fingers slid, the more you looked.

He then clicked on miyuki's account, saw her Weibo post "accusing" Su Yumian and the other three, and saw the information released on the new single.

Yijie paused his fingers and clicked on "Memories Related to You".

While listening to the song, he compared the lyrics, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

——The trivial matters mentioned in the lyrics seem to be vivid in my mind.

"You" like to wear the white clothes, seats in the corner of the library, accidentally drank the same bottle of water after a long-distance running test, and when they were tutoring their homework together, they found a little mouse in the classroom...

Almost everything mentioned in the lyrics is the once immature memories of Yi Lan and Su Yumian.

Even when she wrote the same poem on the homework background page, she thought it was "coincidentally".

Because Su Yumian didn't know, he accidentally saw the poems she copied on the notebook, so he deliberately created such a coincidence.

The night gradually sinks into his pupils, and the lights reflect colorful lights.

The more you sang the song, the gentler the smile at the corner of his eyes.

Others may not know about this lyrics, but Yidao understands the most.

——If there is someone in the world who can write these things, then only Su Yumian.

After Yijie bought the vegetables and returned home, Su Yumian was already dealing with crucian carp in the kitchen.

He was not allowed to approach the stove, so he could only do something, wash vegetables, cut meat, etc. After finishing his work, he stood by and watched Su Yumian cook.

Su Yumian was a little uncomfortable when he watched it and asked, "Why do you keep watching me? After you finish your work, go out to watch TV. I'll prepare it later, just eat."

"You're better than TV."

Su Yumian paused her hand with the spatula, her cheeks were a little hot: "...why are you talking nonsense? Be careful I'll beat you up."

Add water to the pot and boil it for a while, the mellow smell of the fish soup quickly floated out, and Su Yumian quickly fryed a home-cooked dish on the induction cooker next door.

Smelling the fragrance, her own stomach started to whine. She swallowed her saliva and said to herself: "Suddenly I remembered that I didn't eat all day today."

Yi Liao frowned, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up some of the dishes from the pot, and handed them to her mouth.

Su Yumian was a little greedy and immediately opened her mouth to eat it.

She was stunned after eating. Is Yi Lan feeding her? When did the two of them get so close?

Yi Liao was calm and said, "No matter how unhappy you are in the future, you should have a good meal. You are not living for those who don’t like you, but for yourself and those who like you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang and Lu Liangshu called.
To be continued...