Bloom - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: How Long?

Li Yan returned to the general headquarters. The day is already very dark.

In front of the window stands a man.  Half of his face hidden in the moonlight he was silent for a long time. Just when Li Yan though he will not ask him anything, he turns around and suddenly open his mouth, “Where is she?”

“Liang Fei Fan took her away.” Otherwise, do you think he will bring her back? If he brings her back, will he dare meet her?

Fang Yi Cheng’s eye slight twitch. He can’t help but to stroke the cell phone in his pocket.

Li Yan looks at his action. His heart gently sighs.  The old phone is not the one he usually uses, and yet it is never away from his body. According to Li Yan’s professional perspective, inside there should only be one number.

A few hours before, in the meeting sitting by Li Yan’s side was Fang Yi Cheng.  Inside his pocket there is a weak sounding stringed music. Hence, this pillar described as the future of this 50-year C City police force, loses his head out of fear and knocks down the cup. Pushing over a chair and violently rushed outside somewhere. In additional, there is not the usual calmness in his mountain like appearance.

That is…Gu Yan’s influence. She is really……formidable.

The cell phone in Fang Yi Cheng’s hand once again rings. Li Yan stares blankly, rapidly retreat back outside.

The phone call Fang Yi Cheng waited to come is actually a deep male voice.

“Thanks a lot.”

“No problem.”

A short brief dialogue between two angry men.

Liang Fei Fan softly places the cell phone back to its original spot on the bed.  Gu Yan was asleep with no consciousness.  Exposed outside the quilt is a snow white arm with a few spots of purple. He gently caress her skin that seems especially thin and fragile. After their intimacy, it would be purple for several days. In the end, it cannot hide from the summer. (1) Ultimately, he regretted. For several days she ignored him. He coaxes her and also ensuring and pledging that next time it will not happen.  Nevertheless, he still cannot control his strength.

(1) Wearing short sleeves in the summer cannot hide those bruises.

In fact that year, when he sees her for the first time, he knew right away that she, who is in his life is something that he cannot control.

17-year-old Gu Yan in white clothes, black hair, bright eyes and white teeth. On the corner of the second floor, she hurriedly ran into him who was going upstairs.

Liang Fei Fan, this life will absolutely not forget that one afternoon. The abundant sunshine in the early summer. The girl because of his strength fell back a couple of steps. After standing firmly, leaning against the wall inclining her head slighting looking at him. That moment, he sees and at once he wants to bite and never release that rosy small lip which is slightly shocked.

However at that time, there was Fang Yi Cheng.

Conceited as Liang Fei Fang, he will right away take his heart’s desire and completely ignore everything else.

Later that rainy night, from when he carried her, who was kneeling until she passed out outside the door of the Gu family’s house, he had never in this life had such a delighted surprise that made his hands faintly tremble when he carried her in the heavy rain walking for an hour.  If it was not for Rong Yan summoning up his courage to remind him about Gu Yan’s health, that night, he feared he might have continuously walked until daybreak.

Liang Fei Fan immersed in his memories, sat just like this watching and considering as the sky brightens up a little bit.

The small hand he is holding onto slightly moves.  Gu Yan wakes up and sees him watching over her. She can’t help, but to tightly wrap herself up. Squinting her eyes, she lazily asks, “You are so still. What are you thinking about?”

Liang Fei Fan stares at her for a long time. Finally, with a firm resolution, “Gu Yan, let’s talk.”

These seven years, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk openly and frankly with her, but when he thinks of wanting to implicate those past events from that period of time that caused her to be brokenhearted, he hesitated. No one is more understanding than him to understand how much she……regrets.

And now, Fang Yi Cheng showing up, her reaction makes him even more unable to neglect these past years. The unexpected things that happen between the two people anymore. She aches once and he will ache for a lifetime. Although very much unwilling, he decides to let her ache once.

“En?”

Gu Yan happily smiled looking at him, seemingly not intending to get up.

He frowns, waits a moment, “My meaning is we talk about the things between us. Past, present, and the future. I have words I want to say to you, and there are words I want to hear you say. Go get up and wash up. I’ll wait for you at the study.”

“But, I am still sleepy.” Tightly rolled up in the quilt, closing her eyes.  She has no interest in the ‘past, present and future” that he wants to say.

“You slept for a very long time. You should also get up and eat a little bit. Let’s eat and talk, ok?”

“Not okay.”

Liang Fei Fan started to get angry. Usually it is okay when she is unruly because he will spoil and protect her. But now, don’t tell me she can’t even see for even a little bit that he is angry? This kind of disregard, he to her with regards, in the end with regards to what!

“I will say one more time, get up.” His voice already cold until zero degrees.

Gu Yan finally from inside the quilt heads out. She perplexedly looks up and down at this man, who always gets so angry. How can there be such a difficult man? Not happy, then just say so.  His stiff face is always scaring people. She was sleeping and yet still he came and disturbed her dreams. He torments her until all four of her limbs were as if they were disassembled and assembled again. And him with such a refreshing complexion, he says he just wants to “talk”. Then with a facial expression that seems to want to eat people—“I will say once again, do not” imitating his tone very hardly abandoning a sentence, and she pulls back into the quilt.

She knows he will not hit her. However, like always he will get angry, fling the door as he leaves, and like this, she will continue to sleep. But today, how come there is no movement?

Slowly coming out from the quilt, she is unaware of when he had already stood in front of the bed.  With a bit of arrogance, he coldly gazes at her. She knits her lips, just thinking again to pull back and go back to sleep.

“How long do you need, for you to be able to forget him?” He finally ask at last.

She stares.

“Tell me, how many more seven years do you want? Just a moment ago, you ran into a situation and the number you pulled out is mine?”

“How I treat you, you should understand. These seven years, should at least be exchanged for your promise right? Otherwise, you want me to waste my lifetime by your side?” he takes his stance and puts it even lower.  He wants to, even if it is just a little bit sympathy, it is good. As long as she is willing to talk about her feelings with him.

Gu Yan’s temple twitches and her heart pulses as if it wants to jump out of her throat. It turns out the number she had dialed is his number. No wonder Li Yan rushed out. Then Liang Fei Fan…… she suddenly feels a little sad.

“Fei Fan, I know you’re treating me good.” She holds onto the quilt tightly and then she weakly answers him.

He sneers. Treat her good? What use is there by treating her good? Even if he scoops out his heart for her, at most she will just simply be alarmed right?

“Answer me.”

“Answer me!”

Liang Fei Fan suffocated in her silence.

Finally, and very furiously when he still has some rationality to control himself and not injure her, he departs in large strides.

Listening to the sound of the door closing, Gu Yan buries herself into the quilt.

How long must she wait to forget about him?

At that time, the mother that she depended on suddenly passed away. A never seen before father, suddenly shows up. That summer, she experienced life’s most sudden sorrowful and sudden happiness period of time. That dark clothed handsome young man, came out from behind her father. He silently took her luggage. With slender fingers that were warm and powerful, he faintly gave a smile. His handsome face was as bright as the star in the horizon. That time, the summer was hot. The stifling hot weather, the noisy cicada, and light beams of dust dancing in the breeze, it was as if in one instant, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the whole world stood still.

How is it still that clear? I can still think about the things from so many years ago. I thought I have long forgotten them.

Actually, how can she forget?