Chapter Eighty-Four: The First Snow in Ningshi
Bai Mang and Jiang Chuanyao went to a place, the aristocratic school he had attended full-time.
The school is located on the outskirts of Xicheng, and it was originally opposite the peasant houses, but now those dilapidated houses have been bulldozed by excavators, and they look a little ruined.
The school is gone, and a bare flagpole is erected in the playground where the weeds are withered.
Everything changes, only the memories remain the same.
The school, which once constrained Jiang Chuanyao's youthful growth, has been razed to the ground. Only the playground still shows a trace of the former campus.
Bai Mang sat on the steps of the abandoned playground, and Jiang Chuanyao stood on the steps two levels below her with a pair of long legs, looking condescending to look at her.
He then lit a cigarette in front of her. Hanging his hands nonchalantly, occasionally raising his hand to take a puff, the smoke wafting intimately between his bony fingers.
"Jiang Chuanyao, do you miss your mother?" Bai Mang asked suddenly.
Jiang Chuanyao turned his head and threw her two words: "No." The expression on his face was blank, and his appearance was not indifferent, but calm.
"I don't mean Zhong Ling."
"Yes." Jiang Chuanyao stared at her for a moment and paused, "I haven't seen her yet, what do you think?" β
Bai Mang: "Then are you curious about who she is?" β
Jiang Chuanyao: "I'm not curious. β
Without waiting for her to ask again, he spoke up again: "Bai Mang, I can already accept that there are regrets, shortcomings, and even devastation in my life. β
So what kind of maternal love is not maternal love, he doesn't care at all, he has never felt something, and naturally he will not miss what it is like to feel maternal love, let alone miss a person who has never existed in his world.
Compared to that person, Zhong Ling was a little more specific to him.
Whether it was the hatred he felt from Zhong Ling, it was resentment, unwillingness, and anger...... It's all clear and true.
For a while, he had been curious about that Ms. Joe, but when he decided to be with her, he stopped his curiosity. He chooses to grasp the future rather than explore the past.
Everything in the future is what he wants.
The only real regret is that he has never been loved by his loved ones, so he can't do such a simple thing as loving someone.
If he had done well enough, she wouldn't have hesitated today.
Bai Mang stood up, clapped his hands twice, then put his hands in the pocket of his coat, looked straight at the person in front of him, and asked, "Jiang Chuanyao, will I dislike me for being a bit of a mother?" β
"Childish." Jiang Chuanyao didn't say whether he was disgusted, and laughed at her with the corners of his mouth, but the tail of his eyes was a little complicated, "Bai Mang, I don't understand what it feels like to be a mother, so don't look for mother's love in me." β
Burst! Bai Mang wanted to laugh a little, and then closed the corners of his mouth and explained: "But I don't have a mother-love plot." β
She is indeed a bit of a mother, but there is no mother-love plot.
Jiang Chuanyao looked at her, raised his hand again and took one last puff of his cigarette, and nodded at her as he exhaled the smoke ring. He looked so tall and tall that he would hold her up even if the sky fell later.
She is always protecting herself, and she feels that the people in front of her have become very important.
After the premiere, here again, it was already evening, the sky had become dark and thin, but the falling snow particles turned into small snowflakes, crumbling and falling from the deep sky.
The little snowflake falls on Jiang Chuanyao's wide windproof coat, and the gradually melting picture is like a little snowflake kissing her lover with her life.
Bai Mang suddenly approached Jiang Chuanyao's face, couldn't touch it and swept lightly on his mouth, and was about to step down the steps, Jiang Chuanyao grabbed her forearm with one hand and encircled her into his arms.
His drooping right hand was still pinching a cigarette butt, and the scarlet on the cigarette butt was gradually approaching between his fingersβ
He tossed the cigarette butt into the snowy weeds, reached over her head, and kissed her head-on.
She tasted the sweetness of tobacco in his mouth, until he gently pushed it between his lips and teeth.
"Bai Mang, since you chose me, you'd better be firm." Ending the kiss, Jiang Chuanyao whispered in her ear. The two pulled away from each other for a certain distance, and Jiang Chuanyao still tilted his head and stroked her affectionately and shackled.
His complexion was pale, his eyes were narrow but not soft, and he looked straight at a person very deeply.
For a moment, he smiled nonchalantly at her.
Immediately, the smile became bohemian again-
"Otherwise, you're playing with your cousin."
Bai Mang: ......!
One sentence made her goosebumps rise all over her body, she obviously didn't have any deception, why did she still feel weak in front of Jiang Chuanyao.
A black SUV coupe drove quickly down the main street, all the way forward.
Jiang Chuanyao did not tell Bai Mang about his general growth in the Jiang family, but he did not specifically describe his state of mind. Everything in the Jiang family gave him great space, and also gave him extreme restraints, and he was never really happy that the person who was reincarnated into the Jiang family was him.
His youthful temperament and thoughts evolved savagely in the ultimate harshness and extreme nothingness, until he became an adult, and he learned to lay out his own life.
He has laid her out into the future.
He would never allow himself to be given up again.
The childhood Jiang Chuanyao obeyed fate and was powerless to resist.
Now he's not.
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Bai Mang returned to Ding's house, it was already past dinner time, but Fang Yuhuan still kept the food for her. Fang Zixin guessed that she went out to date Jiang Chuanyao, but she didn't know that she also attended the premiere of "Black Kite".
At eight o'clock in the night, the snow particles turn into heavy snow and flutter.
Early the next morning, the entire Ningcheng was dyed white, Bai Mang pushed open the window and looked out, Ding Longze, who lived upstairs in her, exclaimed at the silver-covered community - "! It's so handsome! β
It rarely snows in Ningshi, but Ding Longze won't be so ignorant, he will be excited like this when it snows.
Ding Longze is talking about snow, but a big black G car coming from afar, the snow on both sides of the road is vast, the snow on the branches is falling down, and the tall and cool off-road vehicle will line the surroundings more white and gentle.
Ding Longze imagined that the person driving this car should be a tough guy and a handsome guy, but he didn't expect the big G car to stop in front of his house.
The car door opened, and a woman about Bai Mang's body size got out of the car.
Dressed in a pure black coat, wearing a pair of wide sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and his chin slightly raised, the woman glanced at him.
With such a casual glance, and through his sunglasses, Ding Longze shivered for no reason.
Ding Longze: ...... Damn it! It's early in the morning, so it's not going to be a door-to-door debt!
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Bai Hui visits Ding's house.
Politely rang the doorbell and opened the door to her Fang Yuhuan, who was the first to get up in the house.
It's my birthday today, and it's Sunday, so it's a rare day off. Fang Yuhuan also slept until half past eight, and after waking up, he had nothing else to do, ready to tinker with himself. I chose the richest mink coat, planned to have breakfast with the children, and then go out for the whole hairstyle, and then greet Baimang's mother beautifully in the afternoon.
Of course, Fang Yuhuan, who was thoughtful, was also afraid that his too rich aura would hurt Bai Hui.
It's just that Zixin and Bai Mang both hope that she can leave Bai Hui in this home, she always has to take a little bit of a pie out, Fang Yuhuan is also a little difficult in this matter, she wants Bai Mang to stay in this home It is very understandable, but Bai Hui has a delicate relationship with her after all, and she is a little reluctant to live together.
As a result, Fang Zixin scolded her: "If you want Bai Mang, you have to accept her mother, buy one get one free, don't you understand!" You can't leave a genuine product for the sake of a giveaway! I just want to get the light of white mang, and I dislike her mother! β
Fang Yuhuan was disgusted.
For Ding Jingkai's first wife, Fang Yuhuan was also a little prejudiced, and he had to abandon his husband and keep his daughter if he had a good life, but life and life were like snow in front of the door, each with its own cleanliness and obscurity.
Think about it carefully, if there is no Bai Hui in front of her, there will be no her Fang Yuhuan in the back.
The existence of Long'er is also thanks to Ms. Bai's unusual path.
Perhaps, she and Bai Hui still have a common topic!
After all, they all married Ding Jingkai's big resentment......
If you calculate it carefully, they are not rivals in love with each other, they are all victims. The perpetrator entered the bureau, and she and Bai Hui could indeed get together and talk to each other.
Anyway, the worst thing is-
As long as she is not embarrassed, the embarrassment is Bai Hui, and if she really wants to leave, Bai Hui will leave.
Not......
Right.
Fang Yuhuan held the door frame, round and mellow and cold to Qing Qing.
After a while, a voice came out: "Excuse me...... You are? β
"Hello, I'm Bai Mang's mother." Bai Hui's voice was also very light, but she was much more polite than at the premiere, and she introduced herself.
He also bent over towards Fang Yuhuan.
Fang Yuhuan suddenly couldn't get rid of it, the cold wind and light snow diluted the stiff atmosphere a little, Fang Yuhuan took two deep breaths, his plump cheeks quickly flashed complex emotions such as thinking and surprise, covering up the unbelievable emotions in his eyes, and finally raised the most enthusiastic and honest smile, and said coolly: "Eh...... It's a Hui girl! Fast forward, fast in! β
Bai Hui smiled and bowed.
Fang Yuhuan: ...... Hehehe!
Her name is Bai Hui, should she be a sister or an eldest sister...... How can the simple name be placed on the two of them, it sounds so feudal!
Forget it!
Fang Yuhuan directly grabbed Bai Hui's thin arm with his two fertile hands and pulled the person inside.
Bai Hui appeared early in the morning, and Bai Mang naturally came out of the room.
Similarly, Fang Zixin and Ding Longze, who were yawning, also came down from the second floor. The two sisters and brothers looked at each other, and then looked at Bai Mang together, their eyes were full of sharp torture-
This is your mother?
The country woman who lives in the mountains and needs to chop wood for cooking?
What the!
If it weren't for Fang Yuhuan's mouthful and a sister, Fang Zixin would not believe that this person who looked cold and noble was Bai Mang's mother!
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Fang Yuhuan had already invited Bai Hui to sit down on the sofa.
Fang Yuhuan smiled and beckoned the three children to Bai Hui.
"This is Ah Long, the son born of me and Ding Jingkai." Fang Yuhuan pulled Ding Longze to introduce him, and patted Ding Longze on the shoulder, "It's Aunt Bai." β
Ding Longze said crampedly: "...... Aunt White. β
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Fang Zixin is very good, and she doesn't need to be introduced by her own concubine, she has already explained herself generously: "My name is Fang Zixin, and I am also Fang Yuhuan's daughter." It's just a child brought over by my mother, but I've known a dad since I was a child, and it's Daddy Ding...... Hello, welcome to our house, Bai Mang is also a very good friend of mine and my family. β
It's like the first time to welcome Bai Mang's mother. But there is another sentence "Bai Mang is family".
Bai Hui nodded slightly, politely grateful: "I'm bothered...... And thank you for taking care of Bai Mang for so long. β
For the first time, Bai Hui was like a mother in front of others.
"Let's talk, I'll pour you a cup of tea." Fang Yuhuan squeezed a reassuring look at Bai Mang, and left the living room gently and nobly. Turning around again, he said to Fang Zixin and Ding Longze, "Let's talk casually, and if you don't have to talk, you can introduce your recent achievements and work." β
Fang Zixin: ......
Ding Longze: ......
Fang Yuhuan, who came to the restaurant, took the palace style cup from the dining room chest of drawers and prepared to make tea.
In the living room, Bai Mang stood next to Fang Zixin, silent.
Since Bai Hui was invited into the door by the concubine, she was observing the subtle expressions on Bai Hui's face, compared to Bai Hui, who was indifferent and ruthless to people before, Bai Hui now looks cold but also polite.
not only restrained his anger, but also the freewheeling casualness on his body.
It looks very "normal" and quite "abnormal".
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Next to Bai Mang, Fang Zixin also stood with his head held high.
His eyes swept Bai Mang, and he secretly stretched out his hand and twisted it fiercely at Bai Mang's lower back.
β¦β¦ Stinky Baimang, lie to her again!
If such a mother still feels ashamed and can't take it, Fang Yuhuan, who is set off by Ms. Bai like a fat groundhog, shouldn't she dig a hole and bury herself!
However, you have to dig a big hole.
Bai Mang lowered his head slightly......
Fang Zixin pursed her lips with a smile, and then looked at the concubine who walked back from the restaurant with two cups of tea, and became more and more incomprehensible to the mink coat that Fang Yuhuan was wearing......
Put on the mink early in the morning, and take a bag step by step.
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