novelraw Chapter 639: Have We Met Before?
Chapter 639: Have We Met Before?
He still stood there straight, with no expression on his face, just holding a cigarette in his hand, not smoking it, but quietly watching as it burned little by little.
Mu Yiliang felt as if she heard that low and melancholic background music again, like a cello.
The man was standing there casually, yet became a picturesque scene, making one stop involuntarily.
Mu Yiliang’s gaze fell on his face, from his brows, to the bridge of his nose, to his lips... the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made her momentarily confused.
Yan Sijue, however, looked up at this moment, gazing at her quietly.
In the instant their eyes met, it was as if they traversed to the dawn of the universe and the end of time. She saw so many emotions in his eyes, but before she could differentiate them, everything fell into silence.
"Yan Sijue..." she involuntarily called his name, "Did we... once know each other?"
The man’s cheeks stiffened.
His Adam’s apple moved a little, "Why... do you say that?"
"I forgot some things..." Mu Yiliang frowned slightly, "Bits and pieces, very strange... Sometimes I feel they should be insignificant, sometimes I feel they might be important. If we did know each other before, but I forgot you, please don’t be mad."
He froze slightly.
After a long time, he shook his head gently, "No, we didn’t know each other before."
Mu Yiliang inexplicably felt a sense of loss in her heart.
"May I ask why?" Mu Yiliang hesitated for a moment, "I feel like you pay special attention to me... I think it’s not my imagination."
Yan Sijue flicked the ashes off the cigarette, and after a long time he said, "You asked me last time, if you remind me of some people and things from the past... you’re right."
His voice was low and hoarse.
Mu Yiliang pressed her lips together, "But... I don’t wish to be considered a substitute. I can understand your feelings, so, could you control it a bit?"
The man paused again, the blackness in his eyes was so intense that it almost scared Mu Yiliang.
"Alright." After a long time, he nodded gently.
"I was presumptuous." Mu Yiliang thought for a moment and then said, "But we shouldn’t have too many opportunities to interact in the future, so it actually doesn’t matter..."
He made another "hmm" sound, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and threw it into a trash can.
But Mu Yiliang felt he seemed even sadder, she hated such inexplicable judgments.
"If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first." Mu Yiliang hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but add, "No matter what you’ve experienced... after all, the past is the past, I hope you won’t cling to it anymore."
The man let out a dull laugh.
"You’re right." His voice seemed even more hoarse, "Just now I lost my composure, probably only you could see that... it’s quite peculiar, isn’t it?"
Mu Yiliang did not speak.
"It’s just... I suddenly realized that something I thought I could accept before turned out to be so difficult, even after I had mentally prepared myself, it’s still harder than I imagined... I don’t know if I can do it." His tone was somewhat halting, but his gaze grew increasingly intense.
Did he sound like he was confiding in himself? Somehow it felt strange...
"Then... don’t push yourself too hard, okay?" Mu Yiliang hesitantly suggested.