Nanyang shouldn't have come back so late.
She should have come to Qinghuan when she was eighteen years old, and knew her when she just walked out of the high school campus, out of youth and immaturity. She should hold her hand, accompany her in every elective, watch her run on the red track in the playground, watch her sweat under the basketball rack, and give her to her when she needs it Serve cool mineral water just out of the fridge. She should have been by her side all the time, accompany her through the growth of the university bit by bit. She should talk to her about the most suitable relationship at her most suitable age, and don't let her experience unnecessary disappointments and setbacks. Let her know how beautiful and long it is when she first encounters love.
But the last thing she expected was to meet Jiang Banxia before that.
Jiang Banxia is a Chinese-Australian half-blood. When he was in Australia, he and Nanyang were neighbors.
The place where they live is very remote. Jiang's family and Nanyang are both quiet people. Several independent small western-style buildings are scattered in the woods. Apart from the few people, it can be called a fairyland on earth. But because of this, Jiang Banxia has no friends since she was a child, and there are no children of her age in the neighbors, so she can only play alone. I take a car to a distant elementary school alone, play Barbie in a tree house made by my father, eat alone, sleep alone, and stay in a daze alone.
I don't know when it started, Jiang Banxia slowly fell in love with the beautiful woman next door. She likes to lie on the fence and watch Nanyang water the flowers, and she also likes to sit on the big tree and watch Nanyang swing on the swing. She feels that everything about Nanyang is great. It is so charming. Nanyang is like morning fog when it is in the morning fog, Nanyang is like sunset when it is in the sunset, Nanyang is cute when he eats donuts, and he is also cute when he is squatting on the roadside and teasing stray little milk dogs. Cute, even a little sneeze when she catches a cold is cute. She always went to deliver food to Nanyang, and chatted with Nanyang. From her immature eight years old, she depended on her until she grew into a mature and beautiful woman.
Jiang Banxia thought it was very strange that Nanyang would never get old, she would always be around twenty years old, but she didn't know the reason. She wanted to explore, and she was curious about everything about Nanyang.
One time when Liu Zhen went to visit Nanyang in Australia, Jiang Banxia heard him call Nanyang "old ancestor" by chance. She was very curious and followed Liu Zhen's back. Liu Zhen noticed her and asked her why she followed him. She said that she likes Nanyang, she wants to know Nanyang, and she wants to know why he calls her that.
Liu Zhen asked, do you really like her so much
Jiang Banxia nodded again and again, I like it, I like it very much.
Liu Zhen smiled gratified and asked, do you want to follow her for the rest of your life
I do, of course I do.
Well, then you can be my heir.
From then on, Jiang Banxia knew Nanyang's secret and the reason for her immortality.
They didn't let Nan Yang know about this. Because Liu Zhen felt that Jiang Banxia was not qualified to appear in front of Nanyang as a successor, he wanted to teach her more, and he wanted to give Nanyang a mature enough guardian.
After Jiang Banxia knew Nanyang's secret, she fell in love with her like crazy. She was born in Australia. Although she has half Chinese blood, she has never returned to China. She yearns for the mysterious East. The ancients like Nanyang who came from 3,000 years ago have a fatal attraction to her. She especially likes to chat with Nanyang. Although Nanyang lives in Australia, she doesn't communicate with people often. She doesn't speak English well and always stutters. As soon as she spoke English, Jiang Banxia stared at her lips, listening to those awkward words, she didn't want to kiss her for a second.
She knew that Nanyang was waiting for someone named Qinghuan.
When Qinghuan was eighteen years old, Liu Zhen sent a message to Jiang Banxia, saying that Nanyang was going back to China. Jiang Banxia cried all night, she was going crazy with jealousy, and the person she liked so much was going to find another woman. The next night, she secretly took Nanyang's ID card and passport, drove for twelve hours overnight, and threw them into the Murray River resolutely.
Nanyang's ID card had already expired, and this time it was even more difficult. She has never been able to find her ID card and passport, because her appearance and the age on the ID card are already very different, so she can't go to the embassy for help, and she just delayed it until it expires. And Mei Zhongli was trying to find a way to create a new identity for her in China, just in time for some major events happened during that time, and all kinds of wind directions were relatively tight. Although Mei has a wide network of contacts, some things cannot be done with a wide network of contacts. . So this delay is six years. Six years later, after the influence of those incidents gradually passed, Mei Zhongli gave her a new identity and allowed her to return to the country smoothly.
Nanyang found out six years ago that Jiang Banxia took her ID card and passport. It's not that she didn't know what the child was thinking, but she didn't expect that she would "imprison" herself beside her in such a way. Long. In six years, Qing Huan has grown from eighteen to twenty-four. She missed the best time in her life. She failed to protect her well by her side, which made her give birth to such a sharp and hard heart wall. .
Therefore, after she returned to China, Mei Zhongli could only use marriage to forcibly tie Qing Huan to her side.
Therefore, at the beginning of their story, they became so helpless and embarrassed.
She thought that Jiang Banxia would disappear from her life after she left Australia. She remembered that Jiang Banxia was young after all, and there was no entanglement in the future, so she did not tell the three descendants in the country. But she never thought that Jiang Banxia would catch up with Liu Zhen early and become one of her own disciples. Now, he actually returned to the country and stood in front of him.
"What do you want?" Nanyang maintained his reason and looked at the woman in front of him coldly.
"I heard that you are married, aren't you?"
"Yes."
Jiang Banxia smiled bitterly, "...You really like her that much, you have liked her for three thousand years, why not her?"
"Nothing to do with you."
"I've seen your interviews and photos, she doesn't love you at all, and she deliberately keeps a distance every time she's with you. You've been back for so long, and she still hasn't recovered her memory at all. What if you can't remember? You're just a widow? With a woman who will never love you?"
"… "
"Look at me, am I not as good as her?" Jiang Banxia's eyes were filled with pain that could not be ignored, "Am I not as good-looking as her? Am I not braver than her? What is she good for to keep you here? In such a humble marriage, you still have to continue to be shameless? You have been married to her for so long, have you gone to bed? It is estimated that she has not even let you kiss, right? As long as you want, I can kiss you anytime, love you , give you everything you want, I can die for you, and I can stay by your side for a lifetime, why can't you try to like me?"
Nanyang looked up at her.
Suddenly, Nanyang evoked a playful smile.
"You deserve it too."
She said in the coldest voice in her life.
Jiang Banxia was stunned, Nanyang had never looked at herself with such eyes, as if she had just heard a big joke.
She was completely driven into despair by the simple three words Nanyang.
Before coming, she kept persuading herself that as long as she was brave enough, she would have a chance to impress her. But just when Nanyang said those three words in such a tone, she suddenly realized that she might just be as inconspicuous as dust to Nanyang. She and Qinghuan have been fettered by each other for three thousand years, like two vines that are entwined. , arrogant and ridiculous.
you too
Nanyang's face was expressionless, he didn't want to continue wasting time here, he wanted to bypass Jiang Banxia and leave.
Jiang Banxia immediately blocked her way subconsciously, "Nanyang, I..."
"roll."
Nanyang didn't look sideways, and spit out a word coldly.
"Nanyang..."
"Are you deaf?" Nanyang looked at her with disgust in his eyes, "Go away."
Jiang Banxia stubbornly stopped her, not giving in a single step.
Nanyang raised his hand and waved a burst of internal force, and easily pushed Jiang Banxia aside. She had the selfish desire to vent her anger, so she started very hard. Jiang Banxia snorted and hit the wall heavily. One stumbled and fell to the ground. Dirty.
"You..." Jiang Banxia was sweating profusely, looking at Nanyang in disbelief.
"I usually treat people kindly, but that doesn't mean I'm really that easy to bully." Nanyang looked at the embarrassed woman on the ground, "You have to understand one thing, I was a venerable lord three thousand years ago, and I killed him. A person of yours can fill a city's morgue. You'd better not provoke me again, and don't disturb my wife, otherwise, I'll let you feel the laws of that world three thousand years ago."
After saying that, Nan Yang looked away and walked away in the corridor with her unhurried steps.
"Nanyang!!!"
Jiang Banxia shouted loudly with blood in her eyes, tears streaming down her eyes.
Nanyang did not look back.
She walked so indifferently, as if she had just left a beggar who had just given away a few dollars. Or, left a vicious dog that barked at her after a few mouthfuls of warm water.
Jiang Banxia watched her slowly walk away in despair.
She grew up abroad, and in her world, there is no distinction between high and low. Everyone is equal, so she can freely pursue what she likes.
But at this moment, she suddenly realized that for Nanyang, people are high and low.
Under normal circumstances, Nanyang treats people without distinction of class. She is equally polite and distant to everyone. But once she wanted to get close to her, to blaspheme her, an expression of incomprehension appeared on Nanyang's face.
Yes, she didn't understand.
She didn't understand why such an ordinary person dared to covet herself.