Why was he indifferent
This is not the Jiang Beiyuan she knew at all!
"Say you don't care. As long as you say a word and you say you don't care, then as you wish, I will leave immediately. I will leave tomorrow to an absolutely safe place without you Jiang Beiyuan, and then I will grow old and die with you for the rest of my life. No contact!"
He doesn't say.
He said nothing.
Yan Nian was so angry that his heart and liver hurt. He stumbled up from the ground, turned around and left.
He doesn’t want this opportunity himself!
"I care."
"I care…"
"I care… "
"I care, care, care, care..."
The man who was holding her from behind at the moment, his broad chest pressed against her back, his head buried in the crook of her clean neck, his deep voice exaggerated, repeating these words back and forth, like a repeater.
Yan Nian was held motionless by him.
The words "I care" echoed in my ears.
Her frown finally relaxed.
Just like the spring breeze passing by.
"I don't want you... to marry someone else."
Humming like a child.
It seemed like she was being coquettish, but also like she felt deeply wronged.
A drop of hot tears slowly slid down his chin to her shoulder, burning her skin.
Yan Nian sniffed and turned around.
Patting him on the back.
It's finally over.
"Let's go, carry your wife home."
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan nodded, with tears still hanging on his long eyelashes.
She felt uncomfortable, and he felt even worse.
Yan Nian lay on Jiang Beiyuan's broad back. In fact, from the day he carried her on his back for the first time, she should have had this realization:
For the rest of my life, it will be him.
The days and nights, the changing of seasons, the passing of time, are all his.
"Do you want any more shoes?" Jiang Beiyuan lifted her up and glanced at the high heels swaying on the ground.
Yan Nian is actually very good at homemaking and refuses to throw away many shoes and clothes even if they are old.
"Forget it, I don't want this pair anymore. I feel upset when I look at them."
She doesn't like wearing high heels.
Why force yourself to do something you don't like.
Jiang Beiyuan hummed, obeying her, and then walked forward with her on his back.
The little woman lay obediently on his back.
No one spoke.
The moonlight spreads, and the journey is long and quiet.
The long-lost tranquility and warmth.
Jiang Beiyuan walked slowly and steadily, so as not to make Yan Nian feel uncomfortable.
There is still quite a distance from home, and it is absolutely impossible to walk back. At this time, there are no taxis or buses on the road, so we can only take the subway.
"Jiangbeiyuan..."
When they arrived at the entrance, Yan Nian suddenly spoke, softly.
The latter looked at her sideways and asked her what was wrong.
"Is there anything else you're hiding from me?"
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan's steps froze.
His back also stiffened.
Seeing this, Yan Nian was furious and hit his back hard, "Put me down! I need to pee!"
He calmly put her down, but Yan Nian bought a subway ticket out of anger and got on the subway directly.
Seeing her limping back, it was like a stick suddenly hitting her head. Jiang Beiyuan reacted immediately and hurriedly bought a ticket and got on the subway.
During the evening rush hour, this is a crowded subway line.
Yan Nian stood in front of the car, and Jiang Beiyuan stood about two meters away from her.
Seeing that her place was quite spacious, she leaned on the armrest, and there was no suspicious and obscene person approaching her. Jiang Beiyuan felt slightly relieved.
He wanted to go find her.
But I was blocked by several unknown girls.
(End of chapter)