"If you check now, you should be able to find it." Jiang Ning said slowly: "About a year and a half ago, our school had an exchange student who went to Germany. I asked him to check all the hospitals you might be in."
She shrank into Yan Yixie's arms, and the two dry bodies pressed against each other, giving her a long-lost sense of security: "At that time, I thought, if your legs had recovered without being affected by me, I would definitely Traveling thousands of miles to find you..."
Yan Yixie hugged her even harder, as if he wanted to embed her into his body with such force that Jiang Ning felt a little pain.
But she knew that her young lover had been in despair for far too long.
So she didn't struggle, but let him be imprisoned like a wild beast confirming its territory.
"But I didn't find anything. At that time, I was depressed for a long time, and I thought I would never see you again..." Jiang Ning said, with a complicated mood: "So a month ago, I saw you again at the Peninsula Hotel At that time, my first reaction was to catch up."
Yan Yixie felt her body temperature being firmly trapped in his arms, and he felt a little more at ease in his heart.
He said hoarsely: "At the time you said, I should have moved to the UK. During that time, most of my legs had recovered, and I didn't have frequent operations anymore. I started to take over some family businesses."
He didn't want to talk about those things about the Yan family, especially at this time, he just wanted to talk to Jiang Ning about the things between the two of them.
Jiang Ning looked sideways at the man who put his chin on his shoulder, and asked eagerly, "What about your leg? Is it completely healed?"
"...Are you concerned about me?" Yan Yixie raised his head slightly, looking into Jiang Ning's eyes.
Jiang Ning was taken aback.
The indifferent mask on Yan Yi Xie Jun's face has been taken off, showing the kind of stubborn expression that he only had when he was a teenager three years ago. He looked at Jiang Ning, with a low and hoarse tone with a hint of imperceptible pleading: "answer me."
"Of course." Jiang Ning said, "I want to know everything about you."
Yan Yixie looked at her deeply with red eyes, as if to confirm what she said...to confirm that she did not disappear suddenly from his arms, to confirm that the warmth in her eyes was genuine...a faint satisfaction appeared on his face.
Like a poor traveler who has traveled for too long, he finally got a glass of water to quench his thirst.
He took a blanket to cover the two of them, covering Jiang Ning's body temperature even more, all of which belonged to him, and then said hoarsely: "There is no major problem, as you can see, walking is no different from normal people. "
Hearing his answer, Jiang Ning didn't relax much in her heart, as if she was tightly held by a big hand.
She asked softly: "But rainy days hurt, don't they?"
When she saw him entering the hotel and bending over to change his shoes, she frowned distinctly.
Jiang Ning was a little anxious when he didn't hear the answer from the person next to him, and turned around, trying to see the expression on his face clearly.
Yan Yixie thought she was going to leave, his eyes were hardened, he put more force on his arms around her, and squeezed her shoulders into his arms hard.
Jiang Ning didn't dare to move anymore, and explained in a low voice: "... I just want to change my posture."
Yan Yixie paused for a moment, then her tense body relaxed a little, and the arms that held her were loosened a little: "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
Jiang Ning shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
Yan Yixie caressed her arm, looked down at her: "It's a bit of a problem on rainy days, but it's not as serious as you think."
Jiang Ning didn't believe it. She knew it was just comfort, but she couldn't do anything about it. Now Yan Yixie's leg was able to stand up and walk, and he had recovered 90%, which was much better than the worst result.
She asked again: "Then do you believe me now?"
Yan Yixie was silent for a while before slowly saying: "I believe it."
To be honest, at this moment, he still couldn't fully believe that Jiang Ning really loved him from the beginning to the end. The abandonment that year left a huge bloody gash in his heart, which made him live in a dark abyss for three years. It is not easy to repair it completely in a short time.
But he wants to believe, he wants to let Jiang Ning into his life again.
In other words, he succumbed to the warmth of the moment.
Looking at his handsome profile, Jiang Ning couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to check what I said?"
Yan Yixie did decide to secretly investigate the exchange student that Jiang Ning mentioned, but in the atmosphere of reconciliation at this time, it is not appropriate to say this, he said to Jiang Ning: "Whether to investigate or not, I will trust you. "
Jiang Ning: "A man's mouth, you deceitful ghost, you must check it as soon as you leave the hotel."
Yan Yixie: "..."
Jiang Ning couldn't help rubbing his forehead, not knowing what to say, secretly complaining that Yan Yixie was like a very suspicious husband.
But she also knew in her heart that the current Yan Yixie was extremely concerned about gains and losses, with zero sense of security, and all this was caused by her departure three years ago, so she didn't care about it.
"Why don't you continue talking?" Seeing that Jiang Ning was silent, Yan Yixie thought she was angry, and felt a little uneasy in her heart, so she couldn't help hugging her even more desperately, the arms embracing her were like irons imprisoning her.
Jiang Ning whispered: "At that time three years ago, I thought that if it was because of me, your legs would never get better again, and I would never forgive myself for the rest of my life."
In the past three years, she thought that she would never have the chance to explain to Yan Yixie again.
Even when they first met again, she wasn't sure whether one day, the two of them would be able to bring up the old things face to face again and untie all the barriers.
Yan Yixie's pitch-black eyelashes trembled slightly, and his breathing was slightly heavy.
Every sentence of Jiang Ning's love, to him, is like a fire that sends charcoal in the snow, bit by bit to dispel the cold that has accumulated in his heart for the past three years.
"What did you think at that time?" Jiang Ning asked softly, "I want to know."
Yan Yixie said hoarsely: "I didn't believe it at first, I thought you were threatened."
Jiang Ning was full of guilt: "I was not threatened by your father when I said we broke up."
"Yeah, that's why I don't understand what I did wrong. In school, downstairs in your house, for half a month, you didn't even look at me." Yan Yixie said lightly.
He tried his best to describe these in a calm tone, even though that period of time was a complete nightmare for him.
"Then I thought, maybe it's my legs that make you tired."
So in the past three years, during the treatment, he fell down countless times and lost his dignity, but he still gritted his teeth and got up, no matter how many operations he performed, he never said a word. It was just because there was a fire of pain buried in his heart, and he hoped that one day he would return to her, and he would no longer be in a disabled wheelchair.
"When we meet again, there will be neither Xu Mingyi nor anyone by your side."
"I'm actually, very happy."
I have to admit that at that time, there was not only hatred in his heart, but a trace of resurgence.
During the period after the reunion, he wanted her to come back, wanted her to love him, but he couldn't find a way to do it, so he could only fall into it and struggle in vain.
The tone of the people around him was calm, as if they were talking about other people's past events and their unrequited love, but Jiang Ning felt it was difficult to breathe.
She felt distressed and wanted to turn around and take a serious look at the man who had become sharp and indifferent now.
But Yan Yixie didn't let her turn around, he embraced her from behind, buried his scarlet eyes into the socket of her neck. As if feeling a little ashamed, a big man's eyes turned red, and he still refused to look up.
So Jiang Ning let him hold her like this, just raised her hand, and gently grabbed the hand he clasped on her body.
Yan Yixie's slender finger bones moved slightly, and then intertwined with her ten fingers forcefully and aggressively.
The two just cuddled each other, entangled and hugged, and sat quietly.
The torrential rain outside the window had calmed down. It was a night full of water, no moon, and no stars.
The room was extremely quiet, only the breathing of the two could be heard, one light and the other heavy.
The light and shadow of the projector fell on the two of them.
The movie seemed to be over, but no one bothered to end it.
"Then these three years... how did you come here?" Jiang Ning's voice became a little hoarse unconsciously, soft and low, revealing a bit sad.
Yan Yixie buried his head in the crest of her neck, sniffing her body deeply, so as to give himself a sense of reality.
"Very tired, Jiang Ning."
His voice was thick and deep.
Jiang Ning's heart was clenched.
"Miss you, hate you, try to forget, but can't forget. I have never felt that time is so long, every day is as long as a century."
Everything was quiet, and the heartbeats of the two gradually came together.
Jiang Ning's eye circles were slightly red: "I'm late."
"I don't blame you." Yan Yixie couldn't say any words of complaint.
He only hopes that all this is not his dream, and that what Jiang Ning said this time is true.
He imprisoned Jiang Ning desperately, and said hoarsely: "But don't leave me again."
"No more." Jiang Ning turned his head sideways, his eyes filled with soreness.
She leaned against his handsome face and murmured, "I swear, never again."
…
The two of them talked a lot that night, about the past, about the past, about the present, and about the future.
About love, about apology.
Time flows quietly like this.
Yan Yixie hugged Jiang Ning tightly in his arms, not letting her go anywhere.
Jiang Ning listened to the wind outside, and said a lot to Yan Yixie, saying that he was the only one in the class who didn't get tanned when he was a freshman, because he always asked for leave.
And every time I ask for leave, there are more boys in the departments next door who ask for leave.
It attracted Yan Yixie's forced kiss, until she was out of breath, he let her go sourly and let her continue talking.
When the lips parted, Jiang Ning continued to talk about his sophomore year. During his sophomore internship, he got on the wrong car once. At the end of the semester, he was afraid of failing a class. He stayed up late to study for several days. Introduced, followed the current mentor into the design institute for internship...
In the past three years of her university, without this person by her side, it was actually lackluster.
But she still wanted to share everything with him, and use every word to fill in the three years they were missing.
Yan Yixie listened to her narration, and the materials in his mind began to come alive, turning into pictures.
In fact, before he returned to China in the past three years, he often had people follow her and report her situation. He knew many things she said, but he had never been by her side in person.
When his legs were not yet healed, he heard the people sent to the country to submit information, saying that she was very popular at school and hadn't started military training yet, but just showed up at school and received countless love letters.
How should I put it, at that time he really felt from the bottom of his heart that he was like a clown hiding in the shadows and coveting the light on her body.
He dared not show his face.
He wasn't sure if he could survive standing in front of her again and being stabbed by her cold and ruthless words again.
…
But now, he tried to make himself believe the reasons Jiang Ning said, and let himself believe that the person in his arms would never let go of his hand.
The scars in his heart were finally healed one by one.
…
Jiang Ning and Yan Yixie were talking, and their eyelids finally became heavier.
After doing it, her whole body was so tired that she didn't want to move a single cell, and she still insisted on talking so much because she wanted to explain it to him earlier.
At some point, she finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep in Yan Yixie's arms.
"Are you asleep?" Yan Yixie gently stroked her face.
Jiang Ning didn't answer, and fell into a deep sleep.
Yan Yixie gently picked her up horizontally, walked to the clean bed, and put her down gently. Then he lay down next to her, and pulled his previous life to cover the two of them.
The night was chilly after the heavy rain outside the window, but it was warm inside.
The dry skin of the two people in the quilt was close to each other, and the warmth after the tenderness remained.
Yan Yixie looked up at the time, and it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Time is really a mysterious thing. Those three years passed so slowly and suffered so much, but this night slipped away so quickly.
...
When Jiang Ning woke up, it was already the next morning.
She smelled the sweet sago soup, moved her nose, and opened her eyes.
Opening her eyes, she realized that she was still imprisoned in a possessive embrace. When she remembered what happened last night, she couldn't help rolling, and rolled directly into the strong chest of the person beside her.
Is Yan Yixie still awake...? Will I wake him up...
Thinking of this, Jiang Ning rubbed his eyes and looked at the people around him.
As a result, he directly met his reddened eyes that looked a little crazy.
Jiang Ning: "..."
Anyone who wakes up so early in the morning will be horrified to be stared at by such eyes that seem to want to peel the skin and tear the bones into their stomachs.
Jiang Ning came back to his senses, moved his body slightly backwards, and asked, "Aren't you asleep?"
Yan Yi thanked her without answering, and grabbed her limp body back, and wrapped her in her arms contentedly: "Good morning."
It's not that I didn't fall asleep, but I couldn't bear to sleep.
Staring at her sleeping face, thinking about what she said, I always feel a little unreal.
Afraid of waking up, everything is just a dream.
So I simply opened my eyes to the present.
Fortunately, she looks like she was yesterday, so it's not a dream.