Ten days passed in a flash.
Under the guidance of Teacher Huai, Jiang Wan learned a lot and gained a lot.
On the day she returned to Ning City, Mother Jiang and Guan Guan picked her up.
"Xiao Wan, who are you looking for?" Seeing her daughter constantly looking around, Mother Jiang asked suspiciously.
Jiang Wan retracted his gaze, and there was a touch of unnoticeable loss in his eyes, but he still smiled and said, "It's okay, let's go."
And where she couldn't see, the red-haired girl was watching her silently, her eyes dark.
"Hey, do you want to be a wife stone?" Cen Jin leaned against the wall and teased with a smile.
To be honest, she couldn't understand Bei Huai's operation.
Obviously they are here, but they have to tell the little girl that they can't go because of something.
Just want to see the lost appearance of a little girl
Bei Huai didn't say anything, just stared at the figure below silently.
Her hair has grown a lot, and her brows and eyes are faintly covered, and even her hair color has dimmed a lot.
During this period of time, she slept very badly, and she stayed overnight, so that there were two blobs of bluish black. His face was also very pale, without a trace of blood. In Cen Jin's words, the vampire ran out of the coffin.
"Our sister Huai, what do you think. Ah?"
Bei Huai's eyelashes drooped slightly, but her movements never changed from beginning to end. Just when Cen Jin thought she would not answer, the girl suddenly said, "You say, do I still have a chance?"
"It's not me who has the final say, it's up to you to fight for it yourself." Cen Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing that something was wrong.
She lowered her tone: "What happened?"
"Do you fight for it yourself?" Bei Huai whispered softly and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid I don't have the qualifications."
"Beihuai, you..." Cen Jin frowned, and couldn't bear to see the girl's decadent look.
Bei Huai closed her eyes, and her mind replayed what the doctor said to her that day.
— "After several days of observation and testing of various indicators, your mother, Ms. Yun Manzhu, suffers from bipolar disorder and is more likely to have a family history of the disease."
—“… That means, I’m very likely to inherit this disease too, right?”
- "Theoretically, that's right."
On that day, Bei Huai didn't know how he got out of the hospital, he just felt in a trance.
In her childhood memory, she did not have the impression of her grandmother and grandfather. When she was a child, she asked Yun Manzhu, and what she got was a scolding for no reason. To be more serious, she smashed all the things in the house.
Since then, Bei Huai has never asked again.
No wonder, no wonder, no wonder Yun Manzhu is so moody and neurotic, she scolded her with scarlet eyes one second before, and then repented to her with tears in the next second. In front of Beirong, she should be a little normal.
But despite this, Beirong had also scolded Yun Manzhu before, saying that she was sick.
At that time, Bei Huai was young and most protective of his mother, and could not listen to Bei Rong's insulting words.
Now that I think about it, what Beirong said was absolutely correct.
Yun Manzhu is not sick, what is it
Not only Yun Manzhu, she is also ill.
Bipolar disorder, isn't it a mental illness, to put it bluntly
She Beihuai turned out to be mentally ill.
How can a lunatic like her be close to Jiang Wan
One is the moon in the sky, and the other is the dust in the ground.
She even dreamed of taking off the moon.
It's really overpowering.
She should be as far away from Jiang Wan's world as possible, so that her little moon will be untouched and always clean.
But she was overestimating herself.
Reluctant, really reluctant.
I couldn't bear not to return to Jiang Wan's news, couldn't bear not to answer Jiang Wan's phone calls, and couldn't bear not to see Jiang Wan.
That is her little moon, the moon she tattooed on her arm and engraved in her heart.
***
On New Year's Eve, Jiang's father returned from a business trip, and the family finally got together.
"Xiao Wan, guess what I brought you?" Father Jiang asked with a smile while holding a large box behind his back.
"Is it a specialty?" Jiang Wan asked with a wink.
Father Jiang shook his head, Mother Jiang sat aside and smiled at them both.
I guessed several times in a row, but I didn't guess right.
The girl pursed her lips and looked at her father pitifully.
"Well, see for yourself." Father Jiang finally "showed mercy" and handed the box to Jiang Wan.
"It's SE's tutu!" Jiang Wan opened the box and exclaimed in surprise as soon as she saw what was inside.
SE is a world-renowned brand of dance supplies, specializing in the customization of dance skirts, especially for ballet skirts.
Jiang Wan carefully spread out the dance dress with undisguised love on her face.
Purely handmade burgundy skirt, extremely soft and thin. The upper body is made of lace, with hand-drilled gold lace, and it is also embellished with sparkling colored diamonds.
The elegant atmosphere is blowing.
"Thank you, Dad!" Jiang Wan was so happy that her eyes were crooked with laughter.
She knows very well that it is not easy to customize a SE dance dress. Not only is it expensive, but people who make an appointment every day have to line up on wheels, and you may take a long time on the real wheel.
Jiang's father must have made an appointment in the middle of this.
For this day's New Year's Eve dinner, Jiang's mother also prepared for a long time in advance, bought a lot of dishes, and made a large table of delicious food.
As soon as the meal was over, Jiang Wan couldn't wait to enter the bedroom and put on the new dance dress with great interest.
The girl in the mirror had black hair and dark eyes, red lips and white teeth. Under the light, her skin became more and more crystal clear, like fine white porcelain, and her skirt became more coquettish like blood.
The waist is slender, and Yingying holds it.
When her face is expressionless, she looks like a proud aristocratic lady in the Central European century.
When laughing, the eyebrows and eyes are curved, so beautiful that it is not like a real person, like an elf under the moonlight, dancing gracefully and flawlessly.
The elf smiled slightly, more than a hundred flowers blooming.
Jiang Wan likes this dress so much, it fulfills all her fantasies.
She took several photos in front of the mirror, and made a rare fine-tuning. When she was satisfied, she sent them to the circle of friends.
Good night: My favorite dance dress is here! pretty! Thank you dad, love you (pen refill) #图##图#图#
Not long after it was posted in the circle of friends, there were already many likes and comments.
Guan Guan grabbed the front row as usual.
—My family is dead late, aswl!
There are also some funny comments, which amused Jiang Wanzhile.
Suddenly, a new message popped up on the top of the phone.
When I clicked in, it was Bei Huai who liked her circle of friends.
The fingertips paused, Jiang Wan refreshed the page from time to time, but there was no comment from Bei Huai.
She sat on a chair, resting her cheek with one hand, her consciousness slowly wandering.
Where is Bei Huai now? Are you at home
She couldn't imagine the picture of Bei Huai and her parents having a happy family together. After all, the incident at the police station left a deep impression on her.
Or, is Beihuai staying with friends outside? Or... a person
Thinking of this, Jiang Wan's heart tightened, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
She pursed her lips and called Bei Huai.
It didn't take long for the call to be connected.
"What's wrong?" The girl's always low voice.
"It's nothing, I just want to say Happy New Year's Eve to you."
"Well, happy New Year's Eve."
For a while, both sides fell silent, only the sound of shallow breathing and the sound of rustling electric current.
"Well... where are you now?" After a while, Jiang Wan asked a little hesitantly.
The other party chuckled, a rare joke: "Guess what?"
"It's impossible to be downstairs in my house." Jiang Wan also smiled.
There was no sound on the other end of the phone.
Jiang Wan restrained her smile: "Really?"
"The guess is quite accurate." The other party smiled helplessly.
Even through the phone, Jiang Wan could imagine Bei Huai's expression at the moment.
So... Bei Huai is really here? !
Jiang Wan took a deep breath: "wait for me, I'll go down immediately."
Before she could hang up her phone, she was about to leave the bedroom, and when she grabbed the doorknob, she realized that she was still wearing a dance dress. In a hurry, he turned back and changed.
Jiang's mother and Jiang's father are sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala. Seeing Jiang Wan come out in a hurry, they all looked suspiciously.
"Mom and Dad, I'm going to see a friend and I'll be back later." Jiang Wan explained and went out without stopping.
"Why is this child so fussy?" Mother Jiang said angrily.
"Children, it's all like that." Jiang's father patted Jiang's mother's hand and said with a smile.
This year's Ning City is extremely cold, and it has snowed several times.
As soon as Jiang Wan came out of the corridor, he saw a silvery blanket outside, snow falling all over the sky.
There was a gust of cold wind in front of her, which made her goosebumps all over her body.
She looked up and saw a figure standing beside the flower bed from a distance, waving at her.
"Xiao Bei!" She also waved her hand and ran over in a hurry.
When she got closer, she realized that the girl in front of her had changed a lot.
The red hair that was originally eye-catching is gone, and the figure has also lost a lot of weight, which can be seen even in a bloated down jacket. The three-dimensional facial features are even sharper, and there seems to be a layer of solemnity between the eyebrows and eyes.
The flamboyant and wanton energy of the past seems to have faded, and it has become more introverted and reserved.
This kind of Beihuai made Jiang Wan a little unfamiliar, but he didn't hate it.
"Xiao Bei, why did you think of dyeing your hair back?" Jiang Wan tilted her head and asked.
Another gust of cold wind blew, she came out in a hurry, forgot to bring a scarf, shivered subconsciously, and shrank her neck.
Bei Huai noticed it, his eyes flashed, but he took off the scarf swiftly and wrapped it around the girl's neck meticulously and properly.
When he was around, he couldn't help but raise his hands. Jiang Wan saw the bracelet on Bei Huai's wrist at a glance.
It's the one she sent.
She was a little happy in her heart.
The still warm scarf was attached to the cold skin, which meant comfort, Jiang Wan couldn't help but let out a small sigh in his heart.
But then she realized that Bei Huai would no longer have a scarf, and she felt a little embarrassed: "Aren't you cold? Actually, I can go back and get another one, you should use it yourself."
"It's okay, I'm not cold." Bei Huai lowered her eyes and smiled lightly.
"Really?" Jiang Wan was a little unconvinced.
Beihuai changed the subject: "Want to go out for a walk? It's quite lively outside."
Jiang Wan readily agreed.
The two walked out of the community side by side. Although they did not speak, the atmosphere was not awkward, but made people feel very comfortable and inexplicably comfortable.
"By the way, you haven't answered what I just asked." Halfway through, Jiang Wan suddenly remembered something and turned her head to question.
"what?"
"Well, why did you dye your hair back?"
"You don't like it?" Bei Huai asked thoughtfully while touching her dyed black hair.
Jiang Wan nodded his chin and looked at her seriously before saying, "It's not really, it's just a little accidental. After all, I'm used to seeing your red hair, and it suddenly changed color. I'm a little curious."
The red-haired Bei Huai is particularly eye-catching in the crowd, like a thorn, and his arrogant and uninhibited temperament is not easy to provoke. Although the black-haired Bei Huai is less arrogant, but more alienated from the top, the indifference between the eyebrows is even more, which also makes people dare not approach.
"But, in my opinion, Xiaobei, you look good no matter what." Jiang Wan finally concluded, nodding affirmatively.
"But I still want to dye my hair less. After all, it hurts the quality of my hair."
Bei Huai looked at the serious look of the girl, lowered her head and chuckled: "I won't be in the future, this is the last time."
She wants to give herself a chance, then, she can't be that bastard anymore.
She wanted to be a good student again, just to be qualified to stand beside Jiang Wan.
Although it is past ten o'clock, the street is still very lively. The green belts and trees on both sides of the street are hung with small lanterns. From a distance, it is as bright as the Milky Way, and the snowflakes add a little more to it. Different colors.
Several passers-by played snowball battles on the street, and their faces were filled with festive and happy smiles, which made people feel joy when they looked at them.
Jiang Wan looked at it, her mind began to become active unconsciously, she quietly formed a snowball, and when Bei Huai was not paying attention, she threw it at lightning speed.
Front door!
Bei Huai was stunned, she didn't react until the snowball fell to the ground.
Seeing the girl across from her smiling so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, Bei Huai's forehead jumped with blue veins, she narrowed her eyes dangerously, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Jiang Wan?"
"Don't stop, I was wrong!" The good girl didn't suffer from the immediate loss, Jiang Wan saw that Bei Huai had formed a bigger snowball, and hurriedly ran away.
The two fought all the way to a nearby square.
There are many people on the square, mostly couples or families coming out to set off fireworks.
Jiang Wan bought a lot of fairy sticks. She doesn't like shooting sky-high guns, mainly because she is afraid. It's more suitable for her to be fresh and fresh like fairy sticks.
"Look at Xiaobei!"
Bei Huai Yiyan looked over, but saw the girl wrapped in a light-colored padded jacket, her face was quite rosy under the light of the fireworks, her eyes were bright, as if full of starlight, and she saw her heart throbbing, a kind of dependence. Feel.
With a fireworks stick in each hand, she kept drawing the shape of love in the air. He kept calling for her to look over.
Very childish and cute.
Bei Huai's eyes gradually softened: "It's beautiful." You are even more beautiful.
Like children, the two played fairy sticks for more than an hour, but they were still tireless.
It provoked the surrounding children to frequently cast strange glances at them.
approaching zero.
The large electronic screen on the square began to play a countdown of 60 seconds.
Everyone was infected by the atmosphere and counted together.
Jiang Wan also raised her small face, looked at the big electronic screen, and counted down seriously.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Bei Huai looked sideways at the girl, her eyes surging with emotions.
"Six, five, four..."
"Wanwan, I..." She approached the girl's ear and said.
"Three, two, one!"
"I like you."
A huge explosion sounded, and splendid fireworks exploded in the sky, full of brilliance. People cheered and blessed each other.
The words "I like you" were like an inconspicuous little pebble, quietly sinking to the bottom of the lake, unnoticed.
"Xiao Bei, what you just said, I didn't hear it!" Jiang Wan was also very happy, her face flushed red. She looked at Bei Huai and asked loudly.
Beihuai's eyes darkened, she stared at the girl for a few seconds, but just smiled and looked at the horizon: "It's nothing, Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year!" Jiang Wan also laughed, making a trumpet and shouting loudly.
"Happy New Year." Bei Huai lowered her eyelids and said softly.
In the midst of the roar of voices, she hid her turbulent love.
I only wish you happiness and success, long peace and prosperity.
The author has something to say: the background of this article does not involve anti-smoking flowers.
And Li Wanwan will soon recover memory!
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