"Since I was a child, you have held me to the highest standards of perfection and want me to do what you want. Losing games makes me practice harder, and winning games doesn't give me a chance to breathe, as if I was born to make up for some of your regrets. ”

"Dad, I don't hold a grudge against you, really. But the philosophy is different, and I don't like to quarrel when I don't agree. ”

After expressing her thoughts seriously, Jiang Ningyu left.

When she left home, Lu Xijun saw her off with her relatives.

But Lu Xijun kept sending her to the side of the road, and when he saw that there was no one around, he said, "What I am going to say next, you better keep it in mind." ”

Her expression was very light, and she couldn't see any emotion.

Thinking that she was going to speak at length again, Jiang Ningyu showed an impatient look.

However, Lu Xijun suddenly said, "If your boyfriend proposes, as long as you have a trace of hesitation in your heart, don't agree." ”

“……”

"You don't like the violin, but you can endure it for more than ten years before it breaks out, it's not an exaggeration to say that you have a submissive physique." Lu Xijun said leisurely, "The freshness in love is temporary, and it is very important whether two people can pay for a long time, but your temperament, what can make you take the initiative is often not the favorite, but the most certain." ”

"So, if you get married with the idea of 'it's not bad to be with this person', I advise you not to."

In Jiang Ningyu's stunned gaze, Lu Xijun's expression was indifferent, and he was a little determined, "In this world, if there is no emotion that recognizes a person as indispensable, it does not conform to the laws of nature." Yes is also a fairy tale. You'd better not be naïve to think that you are an exception, you don't have to be used to being a princess, and there will be a sense of disparity when the relationship fades. ”

Leng Buding was poured a basin of cold water.

Jiang Ningyu lowered her face, "My own business, I will take care of it myself." She didn't want to listen to the meaningless admonitions, so she flagged down a taxi and got in.

"Bang" closed the car door, too hard, and the driver and master all looked back at her.

Jiang Ningyu reported the address, couldn't help but turn her head, and looked behind through the glass in the back seat - Lu Xijun had been standing elegantly on the side of the road, looking at the direction where the car was leaving with a dark gaze.

The car turned, and she was finally out of sight.

Jiang Ningyu leaned back on the chair pillow and breathed a sigh of relief. But his brow was furrowed.

No longer wants to get along with Lu Xijun, I have to admit that she has been too deeply influenced since she was a child, and all the ear mentions, small punishments and big commandments have left a deep imprint on her heart.

Even some preaching that made her scoff and made her feel cold, she would subconsciously go back and forth in her mind over and over again, pondering whether there was any merit.

It's the same this time.

The orange street lamp came in through the car window, which made Jiang Ningyu a little dazed. The sequelae of being too happy is that I always feel unsteady.

Suddenly, she was rerouted to high school.

After staying in high school for half a year, somehow it suddenly made her want to go and see it.

When night falls, the half-moon hangs obliquely on the horizon, and rows of street lamps light up the deserted ginkgo avenue.

She walked slowly on the side of the sidewalk, Xu was hiding something in her heart, and inexplicably felt that those orange street lamps were like a pair of eyes, silently watching her.

The school guard room is lit up. The doorman had some quarrel with a student who came to pick up the courier, and because he was carrying his back, he didn't notice Jiang Ningyu.

She walked in generously.

The sight is the familiar statue of Yingjie. With a vague memory, she walked through the corridors of the dark school building. A few sporadic classrooms were lit with dim white lights, but the upper floors were pitch black.

Jiang Ningyu stopped in front of the classroom that year, holding her hand to the handle, but she didn't make the next move for a long time.

Her shadow on the white wall seemed to freeze frame, like a traveler standing alone in the desert, desperate or timid, only at a thought.

After all, I didn't touch the door. It wasn't that the classroom was locked, but that it occurred to her that if the classroom was burglarized after she entered, it would be difficult to argue.

The return of her sanity made her slowly descend the stairs along the way she had come.

The wind on the campus was still windy, Jiang Ningyu stood on the basketball court in the playground, turned her head slightly up, and looked at a window in the teaching building. The darkness was so dark that she couldn't see anything, but she vaguely felt a glimpse of herself.

But seeing it doesn't mean anything, just like a pen, someone will always pick it up when it falls to the ground, as long as the refill is not broken, it can still be written; Or like a very heavy crystal glass, if it is shattered, it will be swept away and bought a new one, and it will be recalled after a long, long time, and it will regret that it was not cherished well, so that the things or people that are thousands of times more precious will be taken away.

At the moment, she already has someone to cherish. So what do you do with the nostalgia of the past?

Jiang Ningyu didn't think that there was still stamina to revisit the old place. There seemed to be a rapid fire burning in her heart, she endured and endured, but finally she couldn't hold back and dialed Lin Xuyue's phone.

As soon as it was connected, she couldn't wait to open her mouth, "I went to the school for a walk." ”

A plausible sentence, there was no reaction over there. She was eager to talk, "Would you like to guess where I'm standing now?" ”

Without waiting for him to answer, she told him, "In the playground." There were two young men running at night, just past me. I realized that the basketball court was very small, and when I looked down from the classroom, I thought it was very big, could it be that my eyesight has deteriorated? No, I'll have to get my eyes checked sometime......"

“…… Why? ”

Halfway through her muttering, she suddenly heard Lin Xuyue's voice ringing on the other side of the phone. From far to near separated by a little distance, it is not like holding a mobile phone at the moment and listening to her talk.

Jiang Ningyu was involuntarily silenced.

Then Lu Li's smiling voice came into his ears clearly, "Your little fairy is looking for you, she doesn't give me a chance to speak at all, and she keeps talking there......"

Her face darkened.

"Hello?" Lin Xuyue's voice was close, she should have taken the phone, her voice was clear but gentle, "Are you back?" ”

"Not yet, outside." She pressed the corner of her forehead, "Did you go out with Lu Li?" ”

"Nope." "Just after work, he called me to his house for a drink. When will you be back? ”

"I'm going to take a taxi back now." She also explained, "I was lectured by my mother again, and I was in a bad mood, so I walked outside." ”

"Okay, then do you want to come to Lu Li's house to sit?"

"No, I'll go straight home."

Maybe she was too decisive in refusing, and the phone paused before she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll sit down for a while and go back." ”

Jiang Ningyu responded and hung up the phone.

As he left the school, the doorman heard the movement and glanced up. The woman lowered her head, her hair covering most of her face, but she looked quite intellectual and elegant from the way she dressed.

(End of chapter)