Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Boy I Loved

Luan Meng looked at Chen Jing on the side worriedly and said, "Ah Jing, you drank a lot of wine just now, let's go to sleep quickly!" ”

"Hmm......" Chen Jing turned around and walked towards the room, Shen Weiran had already gone to sleep, and it was not interesting for him to stay here, so he left the living room early to save his worries.

Luan Meng was very helpless to clean up the garbage on the table, thinking of the scene just now, he always felt that the two of them had the smell of gunpowder. I don't know what's going on.

Chen Jing lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, unconsciously, her thoughts had begun to wander, and her mind was full of Jiang Chenxi, as if Jiang Chenxi was right in front of her eyes.

She still remembers that it was a few days before the start of the university, the weather was sunny that day, and she was in a good mood, and she was idle and bored, so she went out alone.

Because I didn't eat in the morning, about ten o'clock, my stomach began to growl, and I went to a nearby restaurant to eat at random, probably hungry, and I only cared about eating, and did not take into account the change of the weather outside, until I paid the bill, walked to the door, only to find that it was already raining heavily outside.

Seeing the people in the restaurant leaving one by one, standing at the door of the restaurant one by one, it was not very suitable, there was no way, so I had to walk to the road to stop a taxi, but the place chosen by Chen Jing was too prosperous, and the figure of a person was too lonely, and he had already been squeezed to the other side by the crowd and almost fell.

I kept cursing and complaining about the weather in my heart, so I had to take out my mobile phone and want to make a call, but I just took it out, only to find that the mobile phone had been soaked in water for some time, well, the mobile phone was scrapped. Chen Jing was even more angry at this time that she didn't look at the yellow calendar, which would lead to a series of tragedies, the mobile phone was newly bought, and it was damaged by the rain before it was used for a few days.

"Are you alright?" A gentle word reached Chen Jing's ears, just like the story in a fairy tale, the princess met the prince. Chen Jing raised her head slightly, and was surprised to find that someone above her head had held up an umbrella for herself, probably the owner of that voice!

Chen Jing turned her head sideways according to her feelings, and what she saw was a handsome boy, holding up an umbrella for himself with his right hand, his pure white shirt was drenched with some rain, with some irregular watermarks, his thick eyebrows seemed to have an inexplicable smile, and his fair skin looked like he was blown and broken, if it weren't for the fact that the scene was not quite right, Chen Jing really wanted to ask him how he maintained it. With handsome facial features and a perfect face, it seems to be an angel who has fallen into the mortal world by mistake. It turns out that there are really such good-looking people in this world!

Looking at this boy, Chen Jing unconsciously gushed out a familiar feeling, as if Jia Baoyu had seen Sister Lin.

"How are you?" The boy noticed Chen Jing's daze, thought it was raining, and asked loudly again.

"Oh...... No, it's okay......" Chen Jing was like those girls who were just starting to fall in love, forgetting how to react for a while, just staring at him blankly.

"It's raining heavily, it's not safe for a girl of yours to be outside, hurry up and go home!" The boy said softly, and to Chen Jing's ears, it seemed to be the most beautiful voice in the world. The boy didn't wait for Chen Jing to say anything, and hurriedly handed the umbrella in his hand to Chen Jing.

Chen Jing was in a daze, and for a while, she didn't know what to do. The boy put the umbrella in Chen Jing's hand, and without waiting for her to say anything, he turned around and left, disappearing from Chen Jing's sight.

Chen Jing suddenly reacted, not only did she forget to ask the boy's name, but she also forgot to thank him, and she forgot to ask him what he should do when he gave him the umbrella...... At the age of sixteen or seventeen, it happened to be the age when love first opened, and that figure was firmly engraved in his heart, and no one could erase him.

The rain stopped, and the umbrella in her hand gave her the best memories.

Fortunately, everything is still in time, on the first day of the freshman registration, Chen Jing saw the boy again, unconsciously caught up with his footsteps, saw that he and himself turned out to be a department, the joy in his heart was indescribable, and later, I saw him walk out of the school gate, and I followed him, just like I met him that day, a heavy rain followed, and a thought suddenly germinated in my heart, wanting to see if he would turn back, because he had been behind him.

After walking for a long time, it seemed that he was chasing another girl in front of him, Chen Jing saw the boy holding an umbrella for the girl, sheltering her from the wind and rain, not sparing that his whole body was wet, and the rain was very heavy, Chen Jing did not continue to follow. It was as if everything was back to square one, and it seemed like it was just a dream of my own.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the pedestrians on the road quickly dispersed, at this moment, as if the world was still, Chen Jing held the umbrella in his hand tightly, it seemed that there was still a boy's residual temperature on the umbrella handle, and it seemed that there was a faint fragrance wafting in the air.

And the boy never looked back.

The next day, Chen Jing went to the office of the old director, and then left with a smile. Because she remembered that when she reported for duty yesterday, she passed by the girl, and at the same time, she also inquired, her name is Shen Weiran.

Unconsciously, tears have blurred his vision, as if those things have just happened, even if three years have passed, even if the boy has never really looked at himself with his eyes, because his eyes and hearts are all Shen Weiran.

She thought that during the three years of the cold war between Shen Weiran and Jiang Chenxi, Jiang Chenxi would let go and look at her, but it was just a delusion after all, in fact, the boy I loved, do you know? If you're willing to turn back, you'll find that I've been waiting for you all along. I'm not Wu Xue, I won't pester you and make you unhappy, I'm not Shen Weiran, I can't look like you love.

Now, how nice! Shen Weiran her opinion of you has finally changed a little, I love boy, I will wish you happiness, I hope to see the day when you are happy, even if it is not the happiness I bring you. After today, I should have forgotten about it.

Wine is not drunk everyone is drunk, go to the balcony, through the window, see the stars outside the window, but accidentally painted your appearance, look at the starry side, there is an inconspicuous little star, flashing a faint light, and finally slowly disappear into the darkness.

Probably because she had drunk too much wine just now, Chen Jing felt that by the moonlight, looking at the roof in front of her, it was shaking. Unconsciously, the sleepiness also came up, I had no dreams all night, and I slept very peacefully, probably really let go!