Snapped.
After the two-hour movie ended, all the lights overhead came down, making them blindingly white.
"Mr. Jiang—"
Yan Nian wanted to wake Jiangbeiyuan up, but was stunned.
She pointed at his face, her white fingertips grazing the tears at the corners of his eyes.
"Are you crying?"
"Are you crying?"
Jiang Beiyuan asked back, his voice low and unconcerned.
"Hahaha, you're crying and you don't even know it!"
"That's just crying."
He said lightly and stood up while holding on to the armrests on both sides.
From Yan Nian's perspective, he could see the sadness on his face.
His brows and eyes were obviously tired, but his lips curled up reluctantly.
Feeling uncomfortable, she stood on tiptoes and hugged his neck hard.
"Teacher Jiang... don't feel bad, please!"
Seeing how he didn't care when he cried, how uncomfortable he was but pretending to be casual, it hurt her so much.
"Let's live a good life and stop thinking about those unhappy things, okay?"
“…”
Time is silent.
Jiang Beiyuan rubbed the top of her soft hair, and after a while he whispered a hoarse "good" word.
This is better than that.
As long as she is good, he is good.
*
The day just passed.
In the evening, the noise of the day fades away with the sunset in the sky.
Jiangbeiyuan didn't drive today and walked on the path in the park with Yan Nian.
The long road is filled with fallen leaves and catkins flying.
In autumn soon, the spring green will not be seen here, but yellow flowers and yellow leaves will interweave.
Fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots.
"When I think of you, I whimper~~~~"
Yan Nian was held by Jiang Beiyuan's hand and was still humming this song to brainwash the public.
She felt bored while singing, because Jiang Beiyuan didn't cooperate with her, so she stopped singing.
She turned to look at the man beside her.
"Oh, by the way, do you think there will be drama between Kitazawa and Nanye in the future?"
"meeting."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was soft, as if he was talking to Yan Nian about the weather casually.
"Why? Can your Jiang family accept two people of the same sex being together?"
"Not my problem."
Jiangbeiyuan replied.
"One is willing to wait, and the other is determined to return."
"Want to return? Then when will Kitazawa come back?"
"I don't know when I will return."
Jiangbeiyuan's voice was still light.
"Ah? Alas, I have to pity that child Song Nanye. I don't know how long we can wait!"
"It's not pitiful. He thinks it's worth it."
Jiang Beiyuan smiled and looked sideways at her.
"You probably don't know yet, that boy changed his name."
"What?"
"It's not called Song Nanye anymore, it's called Song Nan Tomb. The tomb is the tomb of the cemetery."
"ah?!!"
Yan Nian was really shocked, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
She didn't expect that Song Nanye would be willing to do this for Jiang Beize.
He must love Jiang Beize very much.
"It's great to be young!" Yan Nian said with emotion after a while.
"Well, I have enough youth and years to wait for a flower to bloom."
"Oh, oh, oh, don't talk about such sad topics anymore!"
Yan Nian smiled and continued to hum a little song, "When I think of you, I whimper~~~"
She was really brainwashed by this song, humming it completely uncontrollably.
Jiangbeiyuan said nothing.
The long road has come to an end.
He paused, turned around, grabbed the back of her head and kissed her without saying a word.
He closed his eyes.
The most focused and attentive kiss in my life.
The sound of wind and the rustling of leaves.
Purple light fell on his jet black hair.
Liang Nian also slowly closed his eyes in surprise, enjoying the kiss.
Dusk is like wine, you will get drunk even if you don't drink.
This scene is like a picture, where all the beauty is frozen.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Jiangbeiyuan finally let go of her.
He pressed his forehead lightly against hers, panting slightly, and looked into her clear eyes.
There was something inside that he wanted to protect for the rest of his life.
"When I think of you..."
Finally he fulfilled his promise and sang it out, his voice low and magnetic, with clear texture.
Yan Nian blinked, and his long eyelashes brushed his eyelids, "Keep singing, when I think of you, I~~~~"
"so I… "
Jiang Beiyuan stared at her for a moment.
Thin lips lightly parted:
"… I love you."
(End of chapter)