Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 1069 Drowning

The sound of "tapping" was particularly clear in the quiet room. Su Wan bit open the packaging of her tuna rice ball, and the fragrance of rice mixed with the taste of tuna filled the air. She tilted her head to look at Lin Shen's focused profile, and suddenly remembered something. She asked softly, "Do you remember the graduation party?" Lin Shen's fingers paused on the keyboard and turned to look at her. "Of course I do." "You said you would book a screening of my film on the top floor of the China World Trade Center for me." Su Wan's voice was filled with longing, and her eyes sparkled like stars. The keyboard tapping paused for two seconds, and Lin Shen's eyes flickered. Then he said seriously, "I remember. Once my project goes online and I get the bonus, we'll..." "I'm just kidding." Su Wan didn't wait for him to finish, but smiled and handed half of the rice ball to his mouth with a mischievous smile. She knew how expensive the venue on the top floor of the China World Trade Center was, and for them now, it was simply an unattainable dream. Lin Shen opened his mouth to bite into the rice ball, his eyes fixed on Su Wan's bright smile, but a sour feeling welled up in his heart. He lowered his head and continued typing away, not noticing the sunset reflected in Su Wan's lowered eyelids outside the window. The sunset glowed like a vast palette, painting the sky a gradient from orange to deep purple. Finally, as the sun completely set, the brilliant colors slowly faded, leaving only a faint afterglow lingering on the horizon. The room gradually darkened, and Lin Shen turned on the desk lamp. The dim light enveloped the small space, creating a warm atmosphere. He stared at the densely packed code on the screen and vowed to himself to work hard to give Su Wan a better life and make her dreams come true. Su Wan leaned on Lin Shen's shoulder, listening to the sound of his keyboard and smelling the familiar scent on his body, and gradually began to feel sleepy. She yawned, her voice thick with nasal twang. "Lin Shen, I'm sleepy." "Go to sleep." Lin Shen tilted his head and gently kissed her forehead. "I'll go to sleep after I finish revising this." Su Wan nodded, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep. In her dream, she stood in a cinema on the top floor of the China World Trade Center, Lin Shen's warm smile beside her. The movie she had written was playing on the screen, and the audience was filled with thunderous applause. Lin Shen looked at Su Wan's sleeping profile, a gentle smile playing on his lips. He gently turned off the desk lamp, leaving only the blue light of his laptop screen flickering in the darkness. He knew the road ahead was long, with many difficulties and challenges, but as long as Su Wan was by his side, he had boundless courage to face it. Outside the window, the night deepened, and the city lights gradually lit up, like a dazzling sea of ​​stars. In this strange city, two young souls clung to each other, their dreams and hopes packed into that small rented apartment, packed into that suitcase, waiting to take root and sprout this summer. She hadn't taken it seriously then, but now, the silk scarf with the letter "L" embroidered on it was like a needle, piercing her heart. Su Wan's hand holding the scarf trembled. There seemed to be a faint scent of perfume on the scarf, not any scent she was familiar with, strange and pungent. She stuffed the scarf back into her suit pocket, as if that would allow her to pretend she hadn't seen anything. She walked to the bed and gently lay down beside Lin Shen. The bed was small, and she could clearly feel the warmth coming from Lin Shen's body. He turned over, his arms unconsciously wrapped around her waist, mumbling something, as if he was talking in his sleep. Su Wan closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep. The unfamiliar scent of perfume on Lin Shen's body lingered on her nose like an lingering nightmare. She suddenly remembered that when they were in college, Lin Shen always hugged her and whispered in her ear that he liked the smell of her body the most. It was the smell of cheap soap, clean and refreshing, which made him feel extremely at ease. But now, his scent had changed. Were the people around him about to change too? The wind outside intensified, making the windows rustle, as if they were weeping for her. Su Wan's tears flowed unconsciously, soaking the pillowcase. She knew that some things, once cracked, could never be the same again. Just like the wind at the crossroads, after it passed, only a mess and endless confusion remained. She lay awake in the darkness, watching the blurred light on the ceiling, her heart chilled. She didn't know how long it took before she drifted off to sleep, exhausted and sad. In her dream, she was back on the university playground, Lin Shen carrying her on his back, running in the moonlight. The wind was filled with the pleasant scent of his soap... Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock. Just as she was about to turn off her phone, a news notification popped up on the screen. The headline read, "Renowned screenwriter Su Wan is about to direct her first film." Su Wan smiled, a smile filled with relief and hope for the future. She pulled her suitcase and stepped into the rain. The raindrops grew heavier, clattering against the ground. Su Wan recalled how, in college, Lin Shen had embraced her and, by the school's lake, had said, "When you become a famous screenwriter, I'll take you to the south to see the sea, to watch the sunrise and sunset there, to watch the ebb and flow of the tide." Back then, their faces were filled with longing for the future, their eyes gleaming brighter than the stars in the sky. "Not now," Su Wan whispered, her voice drowned by the sound of the rain. "I'll go by myself." The rain grew heavier, threatening to drown the entire city. The street lights blurred into a blur of light in the rain, like an impressionist painting. Su Wan's suitcase left a clear trail of footprints on the wet ground, but after a few steps, the rain washed them clean, as if no one had ever walked there. She didn't look back, but walked forward with each determined step. The road ahead might be muddy, or bumpy, but she knew it was her own. And Lin Shen, and that once unforgettable love, have been left behind, left in that rain-washed night. The sea in the south must be very beautiful. Su Wan thought, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The cool fragrance of lily of the valley also brought the faint sound of ambulance sirens in the distance. Fu Shiyan's body suddenly stiffened, and his face turned pale in an instant. He subconsciously looked at Shen Zhiyi on the bed. Fortunately, she was still asleep and was not awakened. On that rainy night three years ago, he was pushed into the operating room listening to such a siren. Since then, this sound has become his nightmare. Every time he hears it, it reminds him of the coldness and despair on the operating table. He walked to the bed and tucked the corner of the quilt for Shen Zhiyi.