Chương 21: Chapter 21: The Pain of Memories (Page 2/2)

Seeing Su Ran getting angry, Xu Tianna was unusually calm and said slowly: "If you are so dissatisfied, then go out and find a house to live in. When the time comes, even if you climb to the roof to smoke, no one will care about you."

Su Ran was speechless for a moment, his heart was full of resentment that someone had a handle on him, but he was helpless. He secretly swore that if he became a rich man one day, he would definitely buy this house, and then climb to the roof to smoke as much as he wanted.

After a long while, Su Ran crumpled the cigarette box in his hand into a ball, threw it into the trash can, stared at Xu Tianna, and said in a rough voice: "Young master, I don't smoke anymore. Are you satisfied now?"

Xu Tianna looked at him calmly and asked: "Young master, didn't you just say that you were a grandson?"

Su Ran said angrily: "Nonsense! You treat me as a grandson, when did I say I was a grandson?"

Xu Tianna smiled lightly, shrugged, turned and walked towards her room.

Su Ran was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, realizing that he had fallen into her trap and unknowingly admitted that he was her "grandson". He was so angry that he wanted to spit blood at her room, and cursed this woman in his heart for being so bullying.

After washing up, Su Ran returned to his room and closed the door tightly. He took out another pack of cigarettes, opened it, lit one, then opened the window and lay on the bed to smoke.

At this moment, the phone that had not rang for a long time rang without warning. Su Ran was stunned for a long time, until the ringing was about to end, he picked up the phone from the bedside table and answered it.

The familiar voice of Yan Yan came from the other end of the phone: "Su Ran, are you asleep?"

"Lie down, not asleep yet." Su Ran replied weakly.

Yan Yan sighed softly: "Are you thinking about something again? Single men are so pitiful."

"Call me later, I'm going to the bathroom to cry for a while." Su Ran said unhappily. He felt that Yan Yan was the same as Fang Yuan. Every time she comforted people, it made people feel more uncomfortable.

Yan Yan smiled and said, "Okay, let me tell you something serious."

"Hurry up." Su Ran took another puff of cigarette and urged.

"I'm with Lin Yue now. She's staying at my house tonight." Yan Yan said in a low voice.

Su Ran suppressed his inner excitement and asked calmly: "Aren't you with Fang Yuan?"

"You're stupid. I must be at my own house now." Yan Yan finished speaking and added sweetly: "Wait for my husband to come and marry me tomorrow."

"Oh." Su Ran responded.

"That... Do you want to say a few words to Lin Yue? She's chatting with my parents in the living room." Yan Yan's voice was even lower.

Su Ran was speechless for a moment.

Suddenly, another voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yan Yan, what are you doing?"

Then, there was a busy tone on the phone, and Su Ran knew that the call was hung up. But he didn't put down the phone for a long time, because he recognized that it was Lin Yue's voice.

After a while, Yan Yan sent a text message: "Did you hear Lin Yue's voice just now? I was scared to death. I called you without her knowledge. You have to agree to communicate with me before I can help you connect. Otherwise, I will appear to be quite inappropriate."

Su Ran did not reply to the text message, but silently extinguished the cigarette in his hand. Lin Yue's voice still echoed in his ears, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that rainy evening, how happy they were at that time.

In fact, whether to communicate with Lin Yue tonight is not of much practical significance to Su Ran. After all, they will meet face to face tomorrow, and three years have passed. Why bother to survive this anxious night again?