The butler didn't know what happened, and the young master took the scarf back as it was.
After the young master returned to the villa, he locked himself in the room.
Yan Yixie was always a bit moody, the housekeeper didn't know what was going on, so he didn't dare to ask easily, he just went back to the kitchen and asked the chef to prepare dinner silently.
But when it was time for dinner, Yan Yixie didn't go downstairs.
The chef was growling with hunger, so the butler asked the chef to eat with him first.
The chef is still terrified.
But the housekeeper said, "It's all right."
Although the young master has a bad temper, he never made things difficult for his servants. In addition, because of Jiang Ning in the past two years, his temper has also improved a lot compared to previous years. The two of them saved some in advance for Yan Yixie, Yan Yixie would never bother with such a trivial matter.
After sending the chef away, the butler carried the food on the dining tray and went up to the second floor.
The butler was standing at the door of the room, hesitating whether to knock on the door, when suddenly he heard a loud "bang" from inside! Like something fell heavily to the ground.
The housekeeper recognized this voice. When the young master was still in the hospital, he refused to accept his fate. Such a voice would be heard in the ward every day. The young man was gnashing his teeth to live, even if he fell down and was covered in bruises, he refused to give up and stand up again. Xie gradually succumbed to fate and became accustomed to relying on a wheelchair to move around. But what about tonight—
"Master!" The butler hurriedly put the tray aside and slammed on the door of the room desperately.
"I'm fine." Yan Yixie's voice came from the room, but it was unusually calm, not as crazy as when he first learned that his legs were disabled for life a few years ago, but calm and mature.
"I just want to try again..." Yan Yixie murmured.
Sweat kept rolling down his straight nose bridge like rain, hanging on his smooth jaw, until it hit the carpet and disappeared. He put his hands on the ground, climbed up again, and then grabbed the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, gritted his teeth and tried his best to support himself. However, the part below the knee was completely numb, and he couldn't even stick it on the ground like a wooden stake.
The blue veins on the young man's arms emerged from his white skin. His neck was strained, and the veins were tangled, exuding a sense of wildness and despair. The back of his white T-shirt was completely soaked and stuck to the muscle lines of his shoulder blades.
The housekeeper only heard another "bang" in the room, but Yan Yixie still couldn't stand up.
There was a muffled sound.
This time it was the boy who clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the floor.
Bright red blood oozed from the joints of his fingers.
"Master..." the butler trembled: "Don't make things difficult for yourself, I'll go to Jiang Ning, I'll go to Jiang Ning, okay?"
The butler is confused, he only knows that Jiang Ning must have a way to find Jiang Ning.
"Don't go!" shouted in the room.
The old housekeeper trembled in fright.
Then, be quiet.
Yan Yixie whispered: "Don't look for Jiang Ning, housekeeper, I'm fine, I just tried, failed, that's all."
"I'm fine, don't worry."
The housekeeper couldn't hear Yan Yixie's tone, but Yan Yixie told him not to worry, and the housekeeper felt a little sour.
He sighed: "Okay, okay, I won't look for it."
I was speechless for a long time.
After that, there was no more sound from the room, and the butler sat lightly on the floor, leaning against the door frame with folded arms, in case Yan Yixie had something to do.
But after a while, there was no more sound. The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, hesitantly placed the tray on the coffee table outside, and turned to leave.
The teenager lay on the carpet, covering the glare of the light with his arms, sweat rolled from his Adam's apple.
Or not.
…
Zheng Ruonan's attitude is very clear, she will not forcefully separate the two at this time, so as not to affect their college entrance examinations, but she will not agree, and she will not agree after three years, five years, or ten years.
Zheng Ruonan said: "Go and ask, is there any mother in the world who would agree with her child to be with a disabled person?"
Jiang Ning didn't want to argue with Zheng Ruonan about this matter. If she fell in love with someone vigorously when she was ignorant in her previous life, but her mother didn't support her at all, she might make a big fuss about it, and even run away from home.
But now Jiang Ning can understand what Zheng Ruonan is thinking—she can understand everything Zheng Ruonan said, but she just can't do it.
Jiang Ning closed the door of her room silently, sat down on the bed with her mobile phone in her arms, looked at the dark night outside the window, and tried her best to ignore her mother's "disability".
But the more I wanted to let myself go, the more my heart seemed to be stirring slowly like a blunt knife.
Jiang Ning didn't dare to imagine that he had only listened to it a few times, and he could hardly bear it anymore, let alone Yan Yixie was listening to these belittling remarks day after day.
Jiang Ning covered his ears, his eyes were sore.
When Jiang Fan came home, he obviously felt that the atmosphere in the house was a bit depressed. After dinner, Jiang Ning went back to the room without saying a word.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Fan asked puzzled.
"Hurry up and finish eating, so I can wash the dishes." Zheng Ruonan urged. She looked in the direction of Jiang Ning's room, worried.
Jiang Ning sat at the desk, a little absent-minded, but looking at the time, there were only three months left before the college entrance examination. She regained her composure and tried her best to regain her thoughts and concentration.
She opened her homework book, finished her homework, and brushed up a few sets of test papers before taking a shower and going to bed.
Jiang Ning tossed and turned on the bed wrapped in a quilt, unable to fall asleep. She took out her mobile phone from under the pillow and wanted to call Yan Yixie, but she was afraid that he would find out that her emotions were not right.
Otherwise, I still won't fight...? Just in case he finds out something, it's likely that he won't be able to sleep.
Anyway, we can meet at school tomorrow.
While thinking like this, Jiang Ning was about to put away the phone, but his fingertips accidentally touched the screen, and the call was made directly.
Jiang Ning was startled, and hung up in time before dialing.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
As a result, a second later, the screen turned on without warning, and Yan Yixie called her back.
... Jiang Ning had no choice but to connect.
In the past, Jiang Ning could make calls in a fair manner, but now Jiang Ning was a little worried that Zheng Ruonan would hear her, so she got into the bed, wrapped herself in an egg, and said "Hello" softly.
After two seconds, what seemed to be a moment of silence, the boy's voice sounded: "Don't quarrel with your mother."
Jiang Ning immediately became alert: "How do you know I quarreled with her?"
Yan Yixie's voice was a little hoarse for some reason: "Guess, it's only ten o'clock, but you speak in a low voice, you must be hiding under the quilt. Is it because your aunt forbids you to play with your mobile phone?"
Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "Smart! So I have to hang up after whispering a few words."
Yan Yixie: "Okay, a few words will do."
Jiang Ning scratched at the corner of the quilt, suddenly didn't know how to bring up that matter to Yan Yixie, after hesitating for a long time, she closed her eyes and said, "Didn't I tell you before that I would invite you to my house for dinner? I have already told my mother, she is very happy and very welcome, but, she has been a little busy in recent months, and may not be able to spare time, or else we can talk about this matter after the college entrance examination?"
There was silence on the phone for a while, Yan Yi thanked, "Okay."
"Are you unhappy?" Jiang Ning was keenly aware of the boy's emotions.
Yan Yi thanked, "How could it be? Originally, I had to concentrate on preparing before the college entrance examination, so that's fine."
Jiang Ning was afraid that he would have some quarrels in his heart and be too sensitive, so he hurriedly said: "After the college entrance examination, at the latest after the college entrance examination, I will definitely invite you to my house as a guest."
"Okay." The boy smiled: "I'm not unhappy, don't think too much about it."
Hearing him laugh, Jiang Ning was relieved.
Jiang Ning's fingers unconsciously drew circles on the back of the phone. The two of them didn't speak for a while, and the phone started to get a little hot, but neither of them was willing to let go.
After a while, Yan Yixie asked, "Did you take a bath?"
Jiang Ning's cheeks burned: "No pornography."
Yan Yi choked for a moment, and said slowly: "What I want to say is, if you take a shower, you can sleep now, it's half past ten."
Jiang Ning: "..."
For a moment Jiang Ning wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in, rolled around in the bed, pulled the quilt up desperately, trying to cover his head.
"Then do you want to hang up now?" Jiang Ning held the phone, a little reluctantly.
Although we can meet each other at school every day, even though we have spent more than a thousand years together, she still often feels missing. And this feeling increases as the years go by.
The feelings in Yan Yixie's heart were deeper, but he was used to restrained feelings, so he couldn't speak them out as frankly as Jiang Ning. He whispered to Jiang Ning: "Then, you put your phone aside and put on your earphones to sleep. I won't hang up, I'll read you Pride and Prejudice, okay?"
"Okay." Jiang Ning said excitedly.
She is happy. She hasn't done this kind of thing in love before.
Jiang Ning gave Yan Yixie a thumbs up from the air: "I didn't expect this brother to be so paralyzed that he would do such outrageous things after falling in love! Good job!"
Yan Yixie: "..."
Jiang Ning untied the tangled white headphone cable, put on the eye mask, and turned off the light.
She wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, folded her hands, and lay in the warm quilt, listening to the shallow breathing of the boy on the phone, feeling very safe in her heart.
Yan Yixie turned a page casually, his voice sounded very quickly, he had already passed the voice change period, his voice was between a clean boy and a mature man, his deep and magnetic English was like a cello falling on Jiang Ning's heart, making Jiang Ning's heartstrings peaceful .
The background sound in the earphones was faintly noisy, reminding Jiang Ning of the time when Xue Tian and him sat side by side in front of the fireplace in a daze.
The days go by so fast.
Jiang Ning soon fell asleep in such a sense of security.
Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and her consciousness was about to fall into a deep sleep.
When Yan Yixie finished reading that page, he paused for a long time.
"Jiang Ning." He called softly: "...Take off the earphones before going to sleep."
Jiang Ning seemed to be asleep, with an unexplained hum from his nose, and turned over.
Yan Yixie asked Jiang Ning to take off the earphones, but she didn't. He listened to the heavy breathing on the phone, his heart was churning, and he still couldn't calm down.
"Jiang Ning." He said in a low voice.
Jiang Ning was extremely sleepy, and said "huh?" vaguely.
Yan Yixie was silent.
He wanted to ask, Jiang Ning, why do you like me? Why would you confess to me? If it is true as your mother said, one day... would you feel tired
These three words pierced into Yan Yixie's heart like thorns, piercing what he was most worried about and most afraid of.
He is not afraid of anything, other people's eyes, self-esteem, he can not care about these.
In the years to come, he will give ten times and a hundred times the love and dedication, even if he burns himself, he will let Jiang Ning get much more from himself than others.
He will do his best to fill Jiang Ning's life.
He just begged, Jiang Ning not to give up easily.
…
Yan Yixie held his breath for a long time, listening to Jiang Ning's breathing.
Jiang Ning turned over again and made a noise like a raving.
…
"It's nothing, good night, sweet dreams." The boy finally said softly.