"I never want to go to England again!"
It was Yan Yuming's voice, furious and stained with deep sullenness.
"Go abroad on your own, and you and my daughter will never have any contact again!"
"Where is Nian Nian? Where is she?"
Jiang Ting still refused to give up and wanted to hear her voice and hear her say, "I won't go abroad with you anymore."
Yan Yuming snorted coldly:
"She is next to me and asked me to call you to tell you that she doesn't want to go abroad, doesn't want to leave me, and doesn't want to leave Ningcheng where she was born and raised! In Nian Nian's eyes, family and friends are much more important than you, Jiang Ting. ! Don’t call her again in the future, just like that, I’m going to move with Nian Nian and start over in a new place! Dududu—"
Jiang Ting listened quietly to the busy tone on the other end of the phone.
The coldness was like a centipede with legs, spreading to his limbs and bones, so cold that his fingers couldn't help but curl up.
There was a buzzing sound of pedestrians talking in the distance, but it was hard to hear clearly.
Jiang Ting seemed to be a little unresponsive, standing there blankly, his thin lips seemed to be trembling. The phone fell to the ground with a clatter, and he did not react.
"Hello-"
Xu Kuangjie picked up his phone and looked at him worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"
“…”
Xu Kuangjie saw that Jiang Ting's eyes moved very slowly, like a slow-motion playback of a movie shot.
His eyes were obviously calm, but there was a lot of pain in his heart, but no one could see it. Only the pain and sadness enveloped him, and it was a transparent sadness.
"No...are you okay?"
It was the first time that Xu Kuangjie saw Jiang Ting in such despair.
Jiang Ting's voice was as cold as ice: "Let's go."
"That girl Yan Nian—"
"Let's go."
His slender figure was like a gust of wind, and shadows fell all over the ground, but he took nothing away.
Everything ended like this.
…
Yan Yuming hung up the phone and held Yan Nian's hand, who was lying on the hospital bed.
Who would have thought that Yan Nian had a car accident on the way to the airport!
The driver died on the spot, but Yan Nian was lucky enough to survive. Although he was not seriously injured, Yan Nian was still in a coma and did not know when he would wake up.
Yan Yuming is a person who believes in fate.
He felt that God didn't want Yan Nian to go abroad!
If it weren't for that Jiang Ting, his precious daughter would never have had a car accident!
Since they are not destined to be separated, why should she and Jiang Ting get entangled!
It’s better to just cut it off!
The more Yan Yuming thought about it, the more he regretted it. How could he have agreed to her going abroad with Jiang Ting? well!
Yan Nian woke up in the afternoon of the next day.
"dad… "
The girl who had been lying there all day and night looked at Yan Yuming who was sitting in front of her at a loss. There was a circle of gauze wrapped around her head, which hurt a little. She rubbed her forehead and coughed twice.
"Where am I..."
"Hospital!"
Yan Yuming was not angry.
"I don't allow you to go abroad! You just live with me and your mother, and you're not allowed to go anywhere!"
His wife had a difficult childbirth, leaving only their father and daughter.
He has already lost his true love and cannot lose his only daughter again!
Yan Nian rubbed his temples and tilted his head, his expression innocent and confused, "Why should I go abroad, dad?"
Yan Yuming was stunned.
"Nian Nian, don't you remember that you are going abroad?"
"Why should I go abroad when I'm so good? I'm fine in Ningcheng!"
"Then do you know who I am?" Yan Yuming asked again.
As if he thought his biological father had asked a stupid question, Yan Nian couldn't laugh or cry, "You are my father, Lao Yan."
Ma Xueyan on the side also frowned, "Nian Nian, then who am I?"
Yan Nian is speechless...
"Mom and Dad, can you please stop making trouble? By the way, why am I in the hospital?"
Ma Xueyan subconsciously replied: "You were going to be together yesterday -"
"Shut up!"
Yan Yuming glared at her fiercely.
This was the first time that he had accused Ma Xueyan so harshly in front of her.
"Since the child doesn't remember, never let her remember!"
As he spoke, he took Yan Nian's hand and patted it, saying Yan Yu Ming's words carefully:
"My good boy, you had a high fever and fell into a coma. Your brain was burned and confused. You talked nonsense last night. I thought you were going abroad. Oh, that's fine. Just wake up. Just wake up..."
Yan Yuming called the doctor over and examined Yan Nian.
The doctor talked to Yan Yuming alone and said that Yan Nian might have lost part of her memory due to the huge impact of the car accident, and the subconscious mind of her cerebral cortex.
That part of the memory is unforgettable, and it was also the root cause of her car accident.
As for when he will remember it, the doctor can't say.
Yan Yuming didn't want Yan Nian to remember Jiang Ting!
Like this, it might be a good thing to forget Jiang Ting and all our interactions with him in middle school!
So, after being discharged from the hospital the next day, Yan Yuming immediately moved with Yan Nian within a few days.
Ningcheng is very big, and they will not leave Ningcheng, but they will not live in the original place again, nor will they go back to Ningcheng Affiliated High School to attend school.
Before leaving, Yan Nian looked back at the house where he had lived for more than ten years, motionless.
This house is not big. Yan Yuming said that the new house is twice the size of this house, but the small living room has the advantage of being small, warm and comfortable. Her bed, including all the furnishings, has been with her for a long time.
"Dad, do we really have to move?"
"Of course, everything is in the car, get in the car!"
"But... why do I feel so sad?"
Very boring.
The small area was raining heavily and was moldy, with not a single blade of grass growing.
Yan Nian rubbed his heart, finding it difficult to relieve this depression and sadness.
Yan Yuming disagreed: "After living here for so many years, it's natural to have feelings. It's okay to be sad. You'll get used to it after moving to a new home!"
Yan Nian still stood there without moving.
Her heart was very empty.
It felt like someone had taken her heart away.
But Yan Nian didn't know who that person was.
She suddenly really wanted to see that person once.
I don’t know who it is, I only have a vague figure in my mind, a tall and cold outline, I can’t see clearly.
Seeing Yan Nian lingering, Yan Yuming was displeased, "Don't be in a daze, get in the car quickly, the moving company is waiting!"
"Dad, I seem to be waiting for someone, right?"
"What?"
Yan Yuming's eyes flashed suddenly, not wanting to expose any flaws.
"Who are you waiting for? Why didn't I know!"
"...I feel like I should stay here and wait for someone. What if I leave and that person can't find me when he comes back?"
Yan Yuming wished Jiang Ting could not find Yan Nian!
It was all because of him that his girl had a car accident!
Want to meet Yan Nian
Next life!
"Nian Nian, this is all because of your psychology. You didn't wait for anyone. It's time for us to leave."
Yan Yuming asked Ma Xueyan to get out of the car and pulled Yan Nian into the car. He directly picked up Yan Nian's suitcase and put it in the trunk.
Ma Xueyan patted Yan Nian's shoulder and said, "Listen to your father and let's go. If there is fate, you and that person might meet again."
"Mom, do you know who I'm waiting for? Please tell me quickly, I feel so uncomfortable, I really want to cry!"
"No one, no one, whatever I say, just listen to your father."
Afraid that she would say the wrong thing, Ma Xueyan quickly shut her mouth.
She had long known that Yan Nian would have a car accident.
Because on the day before Yan Nian left, she deliberately packed Yan Nian's things very slowly. She deliberately told Yan Yuming the night before that Yan Nian should leave home and not meet Jiang Ting at his house, just to delay time.
She took advantage of others, this kind of thing was inevitable.
Fortunately, Yan Nian's life was fine, and Yan Yuming didn't know that she had taken money from Pei Jinling outside.
This way everything is fine.
As long as Yan Yuming is alive, she will pretend to be the considerate, kind and gentle wife he wants.
Yan Nian finally got in the car.
He put his hands on the window glass and looked back reluctantly.
she left.
Her heart was still empty.
That dull feeling of suffocation had been with her since she moved that day, lingering for a long time.
…
U.K.
It was dark and it was raining heavily outside.
Jiang Ting leaned against the window and stood still, staring at the window that was penetrated by raindrops. One after another, it was clear and harsh.
Half an hour ago, Jiang Ting had completed all the homework assigned by the teacher.
No matter which school he is in, he is still the same Jiang Ting as before, smart and wise, and he never has any problems in learning.
Xu Kuangjie had just finished his homework, and he was always half a beat behind Jiang Ting.
He capped his pen and walked over, standing behind and looking at the person leaning on the window sill, lonely and silent. Xu Kuangjie knew that Jiang Ting was lovesick again.
"Alas! It's been a month and Yan Nian hasn't contacted you yet. She should have started a new life in a new school. Just forget about her. I'll find a better one for you!"
Jiang Ting's eyes moved.
"Can not forget."
He hadn't spoken a word for a month, and now his voice was broken, his voice hoarse, as if it had been polished by sand.
Xu Kuangjie was convinced by him. Why should he feel sorry for himself because of a girl with no hair
"Then what can you do? Go back to Ningcheng to find her?"
"Not yet."
"oh?"
"I have thought about it. Now she is too young and I am young. I will not go back to Ningcheng until I can support her."
"...Are you concerned?!"
Xu Kuangjie didn't understand Jiang Ting's thinking.
Why are you so stubborn
According to his conditions, there are obviously so many girls around him who are prettier and better than Yan Nian, worthy of his choice.
*
Three months have passed.
In the past three months, Yan Nian's life has been uneventful, extremely peaceful.
Since she transferred to the new school, she has been surrounded by many handsome boys who are bright, handsome, lively and cheerful. She was born with a good face and received many love letters from suitors, but Yan Nian rejected them all.
She didn't know what she was waiting for.
She dreamed back at midnight, and a slender figure appeared in her dream, which often appeared in her mind.
She couldn't see the man's face clearly...
However, the feeling that that person brought to her was familiar, very familiar, like a sun-like existence, always by her side, shining warmth on her barren life.
Then when I woke up, I felt a constant emptiness in my heart.
That was a gap that she couldn't fill no matter how hard she tried to fill it.
During that time, she even thought she had some disease, and secretly went to the hospital for a check-up without telling her parents. The doctor said that there was nothing wrong with her, and told her to stop thinking about it, study hard, and make progress every day.
Yan Nian felt very aggrieved.
No one can feel this way!
Obviously, there are many people around her, the teachers at the new school are very good, and she has made new friends and partners.
But why, she always felt like she was waiting for someone.
Who is she waiting for
Who will tell her
Who is that person who appears in her dream
Until the summer vacation, Ding Baoyi asked Yan Nian to have dinner.
The second grade of junior high school is over.
Ding Baoyi asked Yan Nian how he was doing at the new school.
"That's good. Why don't you transfer to another school? It would be best if you are in the same class as me."
"Yeah, sure. It seems that my mother also has the plan to let me transfer to another school. Maybe it's because my grades in the attached middle school are too bad and she thinks I'm not the material to study in the attached middle school!"
"Hahaha, Auntie probably wants to send you here because you have the same smell as me."
"Go away, who has the same bad taste as you! You have such a big face!"
Ding Baoyi laughed heartily a few times.
Finally, he stopped laughing and returned to being serious.
"By the way, Cui Linlin didn't pick on you again, did she?"
Yan Nian was confused and frowned.
"Cui Linlin? Who is that?"
"Damn it, it's only been half a year and you forgot about her. That green tea watch. On the day you were planning to go abroad, you said that Jiang Ting already had a fiancée!"
“…”
Yan Nian's mind went "bang!" along with Ding Baoyi's words.
At that moment, she captured the key point of Ding Baoyi's words.
Jiang Ting.
Jiang Ting…
Jiang Ting.
As I read this name over and over again, a faint and unknown sadness appeared in my heart, but miraculously, the empty space in my heart suddenly filled up automatically.
Jiang Ting.
Yan Nian's brows widened.
Yes.
It’s Jiang Ting!
"I remembered that he seemed to be taking me abroad, but I had a high fever and my brain was confused."
"Ah? You have a fever? When? No wonder you can't go abroad after all. What's going on?"
Ding Baoyi's questions were like a series of bullets.
Yan Nian shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly.
"It's nothing. Anyway, I have missed the opportunity to study abroad. I have no regrets."
She remembered something.
But I don’t remember much.
She remembered that Jiang Ting said he would take her abroad to study, which would help her with English and mathematics.
But she forgot that Jiang Ting said he would take care of her and he would be kind to her when he went abroad.
She remembers Jiang Ting being her tutor.
But he forgot that on a rainy night, he carried her to the hospital in the rain.
She remembered Jiang Ting scolding her for having no brains and no ability, and whoever married her would be unlucky.
But I forgot what he said, "I just like people who have no brains and no ability."
She remembered that she stayed at Jiang Ting's house for one night on a rainy day.
But she forgot that he cooked and washed her food and imitated her handwriting to do her homework, complaining but willing to do so.
She remembered that Jiang Ting was very good at chess, and she lost two games to him in a row.
But she forgot about the game that day. He stood behind her and said "look back" firmly and dotingly.
Look back.
Because he had been standing behind her, watching everything she did quietly and indulgently.
She forgot that he said, "I've missed you all day."
She forgot that he said, "Follow me from now on."
Along with that sentence—
"I'll wait for you to grow up."
Forgotten in the depths of time.
She remembers Jiang Ting.
I remember Jiang Ting is a master of chess, a leader in studies, and an excellent senior.
All she remembered were insignificant things.
His kindness to her, his pampering and tenderness towards her, his unique care and tolerance for her, and all the various things he had done and planned for her...
I can’t even remember the words or thoughts.
Ding Baoyi waved her hand in front of Yan Nian.
Somehow, Yan Nian's clear eyes at this moment gave Ding Baoyi an illusion:
Now Yan Nian has no feelings for Jiang Ting. Jiang Ting is just a stranger to Yan Nian.
"Don't you like Jiang Ting?" Ding Baoyi was puzzled.
Yan Nian shook his head, and his tone was as calm as boiled water: "I don't think I ever liked him. He is just my tutor. My impression of him is blurry. I can't even remember his face clearly."
The impression is blurred?
Can’t remember the face clearly?
Ding Baoyi was speechless.
She didn't know what happened to Yan Nian.
Can…
If Jiang Ting heard this, he would feel so sad.
the phone is ringing.
It's Ding Baoyi's mobile phone.
It's an unfamiliar number.
Ding Baoyi: "Hey, who is this?"
"I'm Jiang Ting."
"ah???"
"Did Niannian's mobile phone number change? I can't contact her."
"Ah... yes, yes, her mobile phone was confiscated by her father, and that number will probably not be used again in the future."
"she-"
Jiang Ting said one word and paused.
"Where are you now? How are you doing?"
"Oh...she's next to me."
Yan Nian on the side: "Is this Jiang Ting's call?"
The familiar soft voice followed the radio waves and reached Jiang Ting's ears.
Like an illusion.
He could clearly hear his own manic heartbeat. His heart, which had been calm for the past six months, was surging like a rising tide at this moment.
This was a rising tide just for her.
Yan Nian stretched out his hand nonchalantly, "Let me say a few words to him."
Ding Baoyi then handed the phone to Yan Nian.
Across the ocean, there was the sound of wind, water, and slightly rapid breathing on the other end of the phone, but there was no sound of speaking.
Jiang Ting felt that he had failed...
Yes, he has played chess for so many years, but only with her, he lost every game.
Obviously, he was very angry when she let him go half a year ago.
Obviously, she didn't contact him for half a year, and he was very annoyed.
Obviously, he wanted to scold her so much to relieve his anger!
But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't bear them.
Every cell in my mind, heart, and body is screaming:
"I miss you so much."
Then ask again -
"Did you miss me?" Even a little bit.
However, before Jiang Ting could speak, Yan Nian said word by word with no fluctuation in his voice: "How are you doing abroad?"
Jiang Ting said "Hmm" from deep in his throat, put his hands in his pockets with one hand and lowered his eyebrows, "How are you doing at your new school?"
"I'm pretty good. The classmates here are very kind, and the head teacher is also very fair. He's not as snobbish as Zhang Tianzhu before."
"Um."
“…”
There was silence.
Yan Nian scratched his neck, not knowing what to say.
After all, they hadn't seen each other for half a year, and she and Jiang Ting didn't have much interaction, so it was just an awkward chat now.
"By the way, why are you calling Ding Baoyi? Do you have anything to do with me?"
Jiang Ting's thin lips suddenly straightened.
She actually asked him what he wanted from her
What could happen to him across the ocean
This heartless girl had such an indifferent attitude towards him. At that time, she said she would not go to England and left him alone on the plane. Now, don’t you know how to say something nice to comfort him
Hearing no sound, Yan Nian thought Jiang Ting had hung up the phone.
"Hey, Jiang Ting??"
"exist."
"Oh... If there's nothing wrong with you, I'll hang up the phone and don't need to contact you anymore. Thank you for giving me a tutoring day. Although my studies still haven't made much progress, we each have a new life, and No more interaction, let’s all be well, right!”
“…”
Not a word was said on the other end.
Yan Nian called twice, "Jiang Ting? Jiang Ting?"
The next second, Jiang Ting on the other side of the ocean had already hung up the phone first, very decisively.
The feeling of saying goodbye to a loved one is heart-piercing and painful.
He has lived for eighteen years and has never been in such pain.
But only at this moment did he realize that the words "I miss you" that were burning on the tip of his heart and burning him over and over had not been spoken after all.
"There's no need to contact you in the future. Let's all be well."
Stay safe...
Warm tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and suddenly he didn't know whether he should cry or laugh when she said "each of you will be well".
Whether that heart was beating abnormally or was riddled with holes, it was all because of her from beginning to end.
From the day she accidentally broke into his life, it was already destined that he would miss a heartless girl for the rest of his life.
She can be fine, but what about him
Can Jiang Ting really be at peace without Yan Nian
…
Xu Kuangjie came back from playing basketball in the afternoon and came to Jiang Ting's house to find him.
What he saw was Jiang Ting sitting on the ground with one leg bent.
Sadness crossed his brow, flooded his shoulders, and finally overwhelmed him completely.
"Hey Lao Jiang, are you okay?"
Xu Kuangjie had never seen Jiang Ting like this before.
He bent his always proud spine and lowered his always proud head.
It's as sad as losing the whole world.
It's like being abandoned by the whole world.
Xu Kuangjie threw the basketball and walked over. He saw that Jiang Ting's eyes were a little red.
Looking more closely, the arrogant man actually lowered his head and shed tears silently.
Xu Kuangjie burst out laughing: "Oh yo yo, it turns out you can cry too, it's a wonder in the world, I want to take a photo and post it on Instagram, hahaha!"
The latter showed no reaction at all.
It was as if the soul had left the body, leaving only a lonely body.
Xu Kuangjie finally stopped laughing.
He looked at Jiang Ting seriously.
"Lao Jiang, how about-"
"I want to be alone."
“…”
…
From that day on, a gap appeared in Jiang Ting's heart.
That's an opening that others can't see.
It is his pathological persistence, and it is also his love that is humble to the core.
There is also the remaining attachment that can never be let go.
That gap has not healed after a long time, even ten years.
…
one year later.
Jiang Ting's eldest brother Jiang Lei passed away.
Jiang Guoteng made arrangements for his eldest son's funeral and finally gave his younger son a status.
Pei Jinling had a huge quarrel with him over the matter of giving his younger son a title, but in the end, for the sake of Jiang Ting's future inheritance rights, he was temporarily forced to accept the child.
Jiang Guoteng found a special master to calculate that the names Jiang Ting and Jiang Lei were not good.
The old fortune teller had some friendship with Jiang Guoteng, and said that the children of the Jiang family could not be lucky even if they were called even a single word, because rivers are rivers on the ground, but thunder is a thing in the sky, and they are in conflict with the gods.
Jiang Guoteng wants to change Jiang Ting's name.
At first I thought he was unhappy.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ting agreed without hesitation.
From then on, Jiang Ting was no longer Jiang Ting.
Jiang Ting changed his name.
His name is Jiangbeiyuan.
There is a deep abyss in the north, and there is a thought hidden in the abyss.
They have the same generation name, and the youngest son is named Jiang Beize.
…
Another month passed.
In the crisp autumn season, Jiang Beiyuan and Xu Kuangjie went to Oxford University to report.
The two will start a new life in a new school.
Jiang Beiyuan wore a black jacket, black trousers and a pair of brown Martin boots today.
Obviously he is dressed in a dark style, but Pianran still has a strong character and a heroic appearance, and there is a bit of unkind coldness hidden between his eyebrows. Although he is mean and bleak, he is also high-spirited.
Xu Kuangjie wore a white coat today, which is the opposite extreme from Jiang Beiyuan.
Since graduating from high school, Xu Kuangjie has never seen Jiang Beiyuan wearing white series.
"The old man agreed to let you come to Oxford, so you agreed to change your name, right?"
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan did not answer Xu Kuangjie's question.
As time went by, his temperament became colder and more depressed. He kept everything in his heart, whether it was pain or joy, he hid it from anyone.
Xu Kuangjie couldn't help but sigh.
"If you can't forget it, don't forget it. When you graduate from college and return to Ningcheng, why don't you go find her? Is that okay?"
Jiang Beiyuan, who was in high school before, could at least laugh.
Even if it's just a hint, those peach blossom eyes are at least affectionate.
But not anymore.
Since the death of his eldest brother, he has become facial paralyzed.
Xu Kuangjie felt uncomfortable, but the next second he heard the latter's voice rising coldly: "Don't mention her in the past few years."
"Ah? Why?"
"I don't want to mention it yet."
"Oh, so you don't want to chase that girl anymore, right?"
"Chase."
Each word was spoken in a low voice, and it came out in detail.
Jiangbeiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The dark eyes shone with a hint of profound light.
"After graduation, pursue it slowly."
"If someone falls in love or gets married...?"
"If she dares to get married, I will snatch her."
Because in Jiang Beiyuan's dictionary, there is only "do and seize".
He will reappear in front of Yan Nian as Jiang Beiyuan.
…
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