Chapter Twenty-Four: Something to Remember

Shen Fanyin took the courier for the first time and took out the feeling of moving.

Fortunately, with the help of the security guard and the driver, she really transported the pile of couriers out of the Su family's company within ten minutes, saving Su Mu's wallet.

Bidding farewell to Su Mu, Shen Fanyin returned home with this pile of express delivery.

Even Uncle Wang was shocked by this amount of delivery, he commanded the servants to help move things, and asked, "Miss, do you want to help you dismantle it?" ”

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips and shook her head: "No need, just put it in the bedroom." ”

She wasn't sure what was here, and it wasn't practical to ask someone else to help with the demolition.

"Okay."

After a short time, the couriers were moved to Shen Fanyin's bedroom, and Uncle Wang gave her a utility knife.

The door was closed tightly, and Shen Fanyin picked up a courier.

To: Child

Both the sender and the address are empty.

Her brow furrowed, and she sliced the tape off the delivery box.

Under the shockproof plastic, there is a beautifully packaged gift box, which looks a little old, and a small card is tied to the packaging ribbon.

"Child, happy graduation and bright future."

The words are strong and powerful, chic and elegant. Look, it wasn't written recently.

Shen Fanyin: "......?" ”

She bit her lower lip and opened the box.

Lying quietly inside lies a brooch in the shape of a golden leaf, with sparkling diamonds on the blade.

She is not the illiterate child back then, she recognizes this brooch, Buccellati's classic brooch, one costs six figures.

Frowning slightly, not bothering to admire the brooch, she set the box aside and picked up her knife to slash open the next one.

"Happy birthday, kid."

The corners of this card are slightly yellowed, and the handwriting is a little faded.

Inside the box is a beautiful notebook with a warm, greasy lambskin cover with a retro lace pattern outlined in turquoise and peacock feather decorations. The plastic seal is not opened, and the vacuum environment allows it to retain its original appearance.

Shen Fanyin's hands trembled a little.

That guy, could it be that all the gifts sent to her are all these years?

She took a deep breath and simply slipped open all the boxes at once.

"Happy New Year, kids."

"Merry Christmas, kids."

"Child, go to school happily, study hard, don't fall in love."

"Child, coming-of-age ceremony ......"

"Kid......

The cards have experienced different traces of time. He didn't write the date, but she could roughly sort out the order.

From fancy notepads and plush toys that girls love, to high heels and necklaces for coming-of-age ceremonies, to lipsticks and bags of jewelry from college...... There are also thermos mugs in winter, small fans in summer, postcards and headbands from somewhere in the world......

He grew up with her in the shadows, even if she was not heard from.

Shen Fanyin looked at the gifts placed on the ground, and the tails of her eyes were slightly red.

He hasn't changed at all.

He once again intrudes into her life, telling her that he has always been, more than words.

But she is no longer the same person she used to be.

For her in the past, he who sprinkled starlight on her way back was heartwarming;

But for her now, his longing will only make her uneasy and even at a loss.

Shen Fanyin closed her eyes, walked around the mess, and took out the tin box that had been with her for many years from the cabinet.

There was only a mobile phone and a bracelet in the box.

She wanted to turn it on, but found that her phone was out of battery for some time.

Waiting for the phone to charge, she found that her palms were already covered with beads of sweat.

The phone screen lit up, and she unconsciously held her breath.

As soon as the phone was turned on, a text message broke in.

"Kid, the things have been couriered, there are a lot of them, you remember to ask someone to help."

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and replied:

"Thank you for many years, but the gift is too expensive for me to accept, please give me an address, and I will send it back to you."

The text message replied faster than she expected: "What? Inconvenient to have a boyfriend? ”

Shen Fanyin was silent for a moment, and a touch of determination crossed her eyes.

"Well, I'm married and have two babies."

Jing Zeheng looked at the text message on the phone screen, and didn't think of how to reply to her.

The child would refuse the gift, as he expected.

He was ready that she would talk to him about Shen's philosophy, but he didn't want her to reply directly.

She kept her mobile phone back then, she would promise to help him, and he saw her entanglement and annoyance.

Everything is telling him, and she also remembers him in her heart.

But she rejected him again with this kind of lore reason.

What exactly is she avoiding it?

He has been thinking about this question for five years, but he still can't understand it.

After a long silence, he replied:

"Then be a gift for your child."

Shen Fanyin frowned, very helpless.

Just as she couldn't refuse the bracelets he gave her, she couldn't turn them down now.

She didn't know his name, she didn't know his address, she didn't even know what she looked like.

She didn't even have a way to return it.

rubbed his hair irritably, and Shen Fanyin turned off his mobile phone.

At this point, she can only deceive herself about her disappearance one more time.

Anyway, there won't be a person named Nie Fanyin in the Sujia family, he can't find himself.

Jing Zeheng waited for a long time and didn't wait for her reply, and finally stayed up until the end of the meeting, he didn't even return to the office, went straight to the parking lot, and drove home.

When he arrived home, Shen Fanyin uncharacteristically did not work, but followed Uncle Wang to loosen the soil for the plums in the yard.

She crouched there, holding a small shovel, and had already dug out a one-foot-square pit.

The car was loud, but she didn't notice it at all.

It wasn't until Jing Zeheng squatted down in front of her that she came back to her senses as if she had woken up from a dream.

"Brother."

She subconsciously called out to him.

His distraction made him feel distressed, he cleared his throat and looked at the pit to change the subject: "Who are you going to bury?" ”

Shen Fanyin followed his line of sight and lowered his head, and was suddenly extremely embarrassed: "Ahem...... Pine, loose soil......"

Jing Zeheng chuckled, took the small shovel in her hand and threw it aside, grabbed her mud-stained hand, and dragged her up.

"All right, the pine tree will fall again," he pulled her inside, "wash your hands and eat." ”

Shen Fanyin was already full of upset, but now he helped again, his heart was weak and upset, and he forgot to withdraw his hand.

Jing Zeheng took her to the bathroom to wash her hands, and when he saw that she was still wilting, he regretted it.

Either way, it was his fault for upsetting her.

He said, "Tomorrow weekend, go out for a walk?" ”

Shen Fanyin subconsciously shook his head: "No, I have something to do tomorrow." ”

"Huh?"

Shen Fanyin didn't answer, but suddenly looked at him and asked, "Brother, can I ask you a question?" ”

"Yes." Jing Zeheng's face was indifferent, but his heartbeat accelerated.

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips and asked: "If a person knows that the other party will not respond, but still keeps sending her messages to buy gifts, what does this person think?" ”

Jing Zeheng thought seriously for a while, and replied in Shen Fanyin's eyes full of anticipation: "That's only because she is worth his memory." ”

He stared into her eyes, as if trying to see her heart through them.

Then he heard her ask:

"Is it possible that paranoia is advanced?"

“……”