After Jiang Ning returned home, Jiang Fan heard the movement, poked his head out of the room immediately, and exaggeratedly said: "Sister, what kind of rich friends did you make! Someone actually sent this in the afternoon."
Jiang Fan always exaggerated, Jiang Ning didn't have the heart to joke with him, put down his schoolbag, frowned and said, "What is it?"
"Here, come here, I couldn't help but take it into my room and study it." Jiang Ning went back to the room. Jiang Ning heard the sound of pulling the zipper. While unpacking something, he said in an envious tone: "By the way, a few friends and I have also made an appointment to climb the snow mountain next month. If you don't need it then, you can give it to me."
"Climbing the snow mountain?" Jiang Ning was stunned, thinking of something, and immediately went up to the second floor.
The little bastard Jiang Fan has already torn apart the things that were given to her.
In his room, there was a large package of half a person's height, including a set of women's mountaineering clothing, mountaineering boots, helmets, protective glasses, etc., as well as some professional dry hygrometers, altimeters and oxygen equipment.
Among them, the oxygen equipment has been directly dismantled by Jiang Fan, and the parts are lying on the ground miserably.
Jiang Fan squatted on the ground and said excitedly: "I just checked, it is a foreign brand, no one has seen this area of the alley, I can guarantee that even Xu Mingyi has never heard of it, sister, my question just now You haven't answered me yet, when I go out to play with my classmates, can you lend me a two-day pretend-women's jacket."
Jiang Ning was so angry that he wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat Jiang Fan up: "You know it's for me, so you still give me a hand?"
"Don't be stingy." Jiang Fan said: "I just study the internal structure and put it back for you later."
As he spoke, he quickly became dumbfounded: "I put a big screw here just now."
Jiang Ning: "..."
Jiang Ning threw all the other things to Jiang Fan, she silently picked up the jacket and hiking boots, and carried them back to her room.
It was Yan Yixie who sent it over.
Jiang Ning hugged the jacket, looked down at the lonely suit, felt as if a hand had pinched her heart hard, she couldn't tell where it hurt, but she was so sad that she couldn't calm down.
She couldn't imagine how the teenager had someone send these things, hoping that she would be happy.
He is really a contradictory person. He let Yan Dahang approach him, but he didn't say anything when he knew it. He told him to stop to help the two people, but he still let the butler get out of the car—he did all the soft things, but There are always thorns in the words spoken.
Jiang Ning was not so much angry as he was distressed beyond measure.
Jiang Ning sometimes couldn't imagine how Yan Yixie in his previous life survived those years when the sun was dark without him.
The young man should have been the pride of heaven. All the resources of the Yan family were handed over to him. He should have healthy legs, be able to run and jump, and be free to do all kinds of exciting sports, such as skiing, mountain climbing, and even skydiving. He shouldn't have faced the disinfectant water and the walls of the hospital, suffering and despairing day after day...
In that long life, the heavy and incomparable loneliness made him form a self-enclosed cocoon in every dead moment, erecting a thorn that repelled everyone from approaching.
Fortunately, fortunately, I am back.
But what exactly do I have to do to rewrite the tragic fate that has already happened, and to completely pull him out of the quagmire.
Sometimes Jiang Ning is afraid that she will not be able to do it.
The boy could accept her, but he couldn't accept the world.
On the way back, Yan Yixie was silent all the way. He pursed his lips tightly, his handsome face was a little pale, the butler glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and found that he had been staring at the kite beside him from the corner of his eye.
Today, however, there is probably no way to fly a kite.
Autumn will be over soon, and when autumn is over and winter arrives, the kite will be put away completely.
The butler couldn't help but said, "Master, sometimes you speak too aggressively, you can clearly say it well, for example, such words—"
The butler coughed, cleared his throat, held the steering wheel, looked straight ahead and said, "Xiao Jiangning, I don't want you to help others. I don't want you to pay too much attention to others. Although it is selfish, you remember I'm not happy at all with someone else's name, if only you and I were left in the world."
"..." Yan Yixie's face turned dark: "Butler Zhou, do you watch too many soap operas, do I have a big face? Can I write so many words?"
"Don't you think so?"
"Don't speculate." Yan Yixie said coldly, "I don't think so much about my mother-in-law."
The housekeeper wanted to say something, but the young man had a gloomy look on his face, and he put on the earphones straight away.
The butler had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
Yan Yixie was a little upset, looked out the car window, the car was getting farther and farther away from the alley, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves, for a moment Yan Yixie almost wanted to rush back to apologize - he didn't mean it, he also I don't know why I suddenly lost my head and said such words.
At the beginning, he excluded Jiang Ning and tried desperately to push Jiang Ning away, so he treated Jiang Ning badly.
But that's not what he's thinking right now.
He didn't know when it started, and he didn't want Jiang Ning to leave at all.
He didn't mean to make Jiang Ning uncomfortable.
But how will he go to Jiang Ning's house? Will he go in a wheelchair? If he sees Jiang Ning's family, what will he say? Is he Jiang Ning's disabled classmate
What would Jiang Ning's mother think of him? In short, she definitely won't like him as much as she likes Xu Mingyi.
Forget it.
Yan Yixie closed his eyes, the complex emotions on his face flashed fiercely, maybe he can wait until he goes to school the next day.
After returning to the villa, the butler parked the car and silently put away the kite.
Yan Yixie had no appetite for dinner, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks after a few mouthfuls.
Seeing that the young master was playing with the phone, the butler turned on the screen of the phone, opened the text message page, and turned off the phone with a blank expression. This was repeated more than a dozen times, and finally he almost blew himself up.
The butler finally couldn't help it and said, "If you want to make a call, just call."
"When did I want to call?" Yan Yixie flew into a rage like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
The housekeeper sighed: "Then hand over the phone to me, so as to avoid receiving calls from Jiang Ning."
Yan Yixie: "..."
Yan Yixie clutched the phone tightly, and went back to the room with a frosty face.
After a while, the butler knocked on the door and said, "Master, have you seen Jiang Ning playing with her former friend recently?"
There was no movement in the room.
Yan Yixie knew that before Jiang Ning transferred, he had a good tablemate, but he couldn't remember her name. In fact, except for Jiang Ning's name, he didn't care about anyone else's name.
"It's called Lan Zhenzhen." The housekeeper said to himself, "I've seen Jiang Ning have less contact with her recently. I drove to pick you up after school half a month ago, and I still saw Lan Zhenzhen and Jiang Ning When you came downstairs together, you should also have an impression of the little girl who walked behind you and talked with Jiang Ning when school was over. But in half a month, she has almost stopped appearing. According to her and Jiang Ning's personalities , there shouldn’t be any conflicts, maybe it’s just because of the transfer, the time can’t be coordinated, so the two children are drifting away.”
"What exactly do you want to say?" Yan Yixie said in a deep voice.
The housekeeper sometimes takes pity on Yan Yixie this child. Although the young master is indeed too precocious and can bear pain that many people cannot bear, he is still a young man who needs playmates and someone to talk to.
But there are many truths, but no one taught him.
His parents, who were supposed to teach him and accompany him, treated him like some thorny burden and threw him here.
"What I mean is that even if there is no conflict, two people will gradually drift apart due to growing up, separation, time and energy." The housekeeper had no choice but to play the role of the elder and said: "Less Quarreling? Don’t think that it’s just a short-term quarrel. Many times, if a quarrel is not repaired in time, it may bring about a world-shaking estrangement.”
Yan Yixie didn't want to lose Jiang Ning.
He doesn't want to lose her.
Lan Zhenzhen can get separated from Jiang Ning, but he can't.
Because he only has Jiang Ning.
The door suddenly opened.
The boy came out with a wheelchair and lowered his eyes: "I want to go out."
You can learn to bow your head if you haven't learned it, and you can learn it if you haven't apologized.
The boy's mood was completely different from last time. Last night when he had a fever, he could drive Jiang Ning away with a cold face, but this time, he only had one thought in his mind, what if Jiang Ning really never came again as the housekeeper said
When Yan Yixie arrived outside Jiang Ning's house, it was already dark.
The housekeeper's car couldn't enter the alley, so he had to park outside. The boy bought two boxes of egg tarts, and pushed the wheelchair to the outside of Jiang Ning's yard alone.
The surroundings are very quiet, a locust tree stretches out from the courtyard, and tiny flying insects flicker under the street lamps on the red brick walls and eaves.
Yan Yixie picked up a small stone, raised his head and smashed it at the window of Jiang Ning's room, but no one came out for a long time.
He was a little embarrassed, and his cold handsome face was a little pale.
Could it be that she didn't want to see him anymore
Yan Yixie took out his mobile phone and dialed the only phone number in the address book.
Fortunately, the phone was picked up soon.
Yan Yixie pursed his lips and hoarse his voice: "I'm outside your house. Jiang Ning, what happened in the afternoon..."
"sorry."
The person on the phone was obviously a little surprised. Jiang Ning couldn't help feeling a little sour when she heard the boy apologize. She said softly, "What should I do, but I'm not at home."
Yan Yixie's heart sank straight down.
Is she really not home or—
The next second, but on the other side of the phone, Jiang Ning said: "I just went to your house, and now I am outside the fence, come back quickly, and open the door for me."
Yan Yixie: "..."
As he spoke, Jiang Ning bent his fingers and tapped on the carved iron fence.
There was a crisp ringing on the phone.
Yan Yixie suffocated for breath, and was speechless for a while: "I thought..."
Jiang Ning said briskly: "Idiot, do you think I want to break up with you after I get angry?"
Although he refused to admit it, at that moment just now, Yan Yixie almost thought that the matter had developed to this point. The boy stiffened his mouth again: "No."
"Come back soon," Jiang Ning said again, "I came to you in the middle of the night, and I have something to show you."
"I'll go back now." The boy was relieved, his voice was still hoarse, but his eyes were brighter.
"I'll wait for you." Jiang Ning said, hearing the sound of the wheelchair coming out of the alley, she said again, "Also, the housekeeper called me when he was trying to persuade you, and I heard what he said to you—"
The boy's handsome face flushed red for a moment: "You—"
"But one sentence he said is wrong." Jiang Ning interrupted him: "To me, you and Lan Zhenzhen are not the same."
Yan Yixie: "..."
Jiang Ning: "I have been friends with her for a while, but because we are not in the same class, we will get separated sooner or later. But you are more important to me. Even if we are separated, have conflicts, and grow up, we will still be together." Not losing each other. Can you?"
In the darkness, in the alley with a street lamp hanging indistinctly, Yan Yixie looked at the light under his feet, his black eyelashes trembling.
There was no sound from the phone for a long time, only the sound of the young man's shallow breathing.
Jiang Ning asked again uncertainly: "Is it possible?"
"certainly."
Yan Yixie took a breath and replied in a low voice.
In the dark night when no one saw him, his eyes were bright and bright, like a dead tree in spring.