I am in love with myself

On the screen, Jian Yixi opened her watery eyes, her skin looked extraordinarily fair under the built-in filter of the phone, and her lips were bright red and tender, like freshly refrigerated crystal jelly. A little more different taste.

It's a pity that at this time, neither An Mu nor Jian Yixi was in the mood to pay attention to these things.

Jian Yixi opened her eyes slightly, thinking that she had heard wrong.

An Mu said: "I'm going to transfer schools. It's my parents' idea. They think my grades have dropped a lot compared to those in France. The main reason is the difference in curriculum between the two countries. They want me to transfer back to Beijing because the teaching resources are worse. Well, secondly, extracurricular tutoring classes are more suitable for me.”

An Mu's voice was very calm, but Jian Yixi, who was on the opposite side of the screen, could see that his eyes were red.

"You... Didn't you say that you have the final say on your family? Why... Why didn't you count all of a sudden?"

"It doesn't count, it's just that the college entrance examination is a major event in life after all. Didn't you persuade me not to give up my Beijing hukou before? The reason is the same. It is more beneficial for me to transfer to another school."

Jian Yixi lowered her eyes, and her curled eyelashes were stained with tears. She tried her best to restrain herself, not wanting to be seen by her, and finally put her phone on the pillow.

"But didn't we agree? Work hard together and take the Qingbei exam together. You still say that the test is the same wherever you have the strength, and you still say..."

Jian Yixi choked and couldn't restrain herself, and swallowed the rest of the words in the small breath that she tried her best to conceal.

An Mu sighed slightly: "I said it before, but the premise is that I have strength. Now... I have been kicked out of the elite class, which shows that my strength is still not enough. This is just an ordinary high school in a third-tier city. Zoom in to The whole of Weicheng, then to the whole of Lindong Province, and then to the whole country, my level can be imagined."

After waiting for a while, Jian Yixi didn't reply. An Mu didn't wait any longer, and continued talking.

"It's only a year and a half apart temporarily, and it hasn't been long. Our agreement is still there. I will wait for you at Tsinghua University. You must pass the exam."

Jian Yixi still didn't reply, but the sound of breathing was always there. An Mu waited patiently. After waiting for a long time, Jian Yixi finally took a long breath, and opened his mouth pretending to be light with a thick nasal voice.

"So, it's not just your parents' intention, but also your own decision?"

"Just decided?"

"……Um."

"I'll just say..." Jian Yixi swallowed, and her nasal voice became hoarse, "If you had this idea, you should have told me a long time ago, and now you're saying it, it must be after careful consideration, as long as ...As long as it's not forced by my family, I'm relieved."

"It's not forced, don't worry."

"Then we have agreed, see you at Tsinghua University in a year and a half."

Jian Yixi was in a bad mood, and after saying a few more words, she said she was sleepy and hung up the video.

As soon as the front foot hung up, the voice and video of Xiaoliang Sirui playing on the back foot popped out.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

There is a delay in the transnational video, the picture is still frozen, and the voice has already jumped over.

An Mu waited until the screen returned to normal before asking, "What's wrong?"

"Don't ask back! Answer me first, what do you want to do?!"

"I don't even understand what you mean?"

"Chen Han's v blog, what does it mean when you just posted it?"

"I haven't watched it yet, what did she post?"

Liang Sirui rolled her eyes angrily.

"Why should I be your gay friend? Sooner or later, I will either be scared to death by you or mad at you!"

An Mu just wanted to quit v letter and open v blog, Liang Sirui said again: "Okay, don't read it, let me tell you, Chen Han just posted a blog saying 'I thought there was nothing I missed here, I was wrong', posted Within 5 minutes of finishing this, she posted another message, 'Tired birds return to their nests, fallen leaves return to their roots', what does that mean?"

An Mu did not have such a strong reaction as hers. She pondered for a moment and said, "She is in her hometown now, she probably met someone or something, and she was touched by something, so she expresses her emotions."

On the opposite side of the video is Liang Sirui's speechless expression with his mouth slightly open.

"In my hometown? This sentence itself is a lie."

"At least she was there yesterday."

"Yesterday...how did you know? You have been in touch all the time?"

An Mu had the illusion of being interrogated serially by his wife.

She couldn't hold it back, and lowered her eyes with a smile: "You don't have to be so nervous, she called me the day she came back, and then there was a phone call to wish me blessings on New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year. I called yesterday with a slip of the hand, and I didn't say two days. The sentence is hung up."

"Hand slippery?" Liang Sirui snorted, "Do you believe that too?"

"Why don't you believe me? She only said three sentences in total: I'm sorry I swiped and pressed the wrong one, and one always feels empty in my hometown, so I just fiddled with my phone. What are you doing? I'm sorry to disturb you, good night."

Liang Sirui sniffed louder a few decibels.

"I guess you must have told her that you were going to bed, or sleeping or something, unless there is something really urgent, people with a little bit of education are too embarrassed to continue disturbing, okay?"

It is undeniable that Liang Sirui guessed right, it was almost twelve o'clock when Chen Han called last night, she was about to turn off the phone and go to sleep, and she did tell Chen Han that.

Liang Sirui continued: "She just posted an hour ago on her v-blog, and the picture below... Tsk, if you say that she has no plans for you, I wouldn't believe it even if she killed you! You can check her v-blog yourself, if you want If there are no bright spots, I will lose!"

Just now, she was told not to turn it over, but now she is asked to turn it over by name...

After all, Liang Sirui was just a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, so it was inevitable that she would be emotional, and it would be windy and rainy for a while.

An Mu opened Chen Han's v-blog, and as soon as he entered, he saw the latest one. The content of the v-blog was exactly what Liang Sirui said, and the accompanying picture was a night scene taken through a large floor-to-ceiling window.

The night scene was beautifully photographed, with high-rise buildings everywhere, thousands of lights, and the car lights on the overpass in the distance like jewels. The stars and moon in the night sky complement each other, as if the sky and the earth are the same color, and the Milky Way flows.

At first glance, the photo is indeed a night scene, but when you look carefully, the dark window glass reflects the layout of the room, the round glass tea table, the thin mouse gray sofa chair, and the white bed sheet that reveals a corner... The farther away you are The objects, the more clearly they were photographed, but the figure of Chen Han, who was closest to him holding his mobile phone, was relatively gray, with only a clear outline.

An Mu stared at it for a while, but unfortunately, he didn't see anything.

As soon as she said a word, Liang Sirui interrupted: "Don't tell me you didn't see it!"

"I really didn't see it."

"Haha..." Liang Sirui raised her head and sighed, feeling that she had broken the old mother's heart, "Are you stupid? Didn't you see that the focus of that photo is your home?!"

An Mu's house?

Only then did An Mu distinguish the central focus of the photo from the direction of the overpass.

It's really An Mu's neighborhood.

It's no wonder that An Mu didn't see it right away. This is An Mu's house, not hers. She lived in Dongcheng District in her previous life, and the company is the same. He was familiar with this place, at least at a glance, he knew it was Beijing, but he hadn't reached the point where he could immediately distinguish An Mu's house just by looking at the night view or the high-altitude night view.

As for Liang Sirui, who only came to live in An Mu's house two or three times, why could he tell?It's very simple. Suspicion of neighbors stealing an axe. From the very beginning, she suspected that Chen Han had intentions for her, and she wanted to find out the clues with a microscope. It was not surprising to find out.

"Let me tell you, it took me more than half an hour to make sure of it compared to the satellite real-world map. I can't be wrong! The v blog she posted is definitely for you to see!"

This was indeed too much of a coincidence. An Mu didn't deny it, but he wasn't worried either.

"She said she asked me to meet before she left, probably because she chose a hotel near my home for convenience."

Liang Sirui pinched the Jingming acupoint, "It doesn't matter whether she did it on purpose or not, or for convenience, anyway, she wrote it for you on purpose, so you should be more careful, don't let her copy you and steal your ideas! "

An Mu walked to the window with his mobile phone, opened the curtains and looked at the night view of the imperial capital where the Milky Way fell into the mortal world, and vaguely saw the hotel where Chen Han was staying. It didn't seem that far away from the air, but it was still a bit far away when walking. of.

She said lightly: "I won't do costume design anymore, you don't have to worry about that."

Liang Sirui knew that she had changed to study finance, but she couldn't help but said: "Do you know that you are like this, it is easy for people to misunderstand that you gave up because of her? After all, you used to be so obsessed with design. I am not afraid of anything now, just I'm afraid that she won't give up and keep hooking up with you, if you accidentally get tricked by her again, and you can't bear to commit suicide anymore, I guess I'll be mad at you!"

"Don't worry, I don't have any artistic skills now. If she really has a crooked mind, I'm afraid it will be a waste of work."

Liang Sirui murmured: "How can someone lose their memory and lose their talent? You're just fooling yourself."

An Mu was also helpless, "I have already applied for finance, so can't you give me some trust?"

Liang Sirui rubbed her chin, "Okay, if it's really like what you said, then it seems quite cool, think about how busy she is for a long time, she is courteous and smiles, but in the end she didn't get any benefits, tsk tsk, It's okay! Let her fetch water from the bamboo basket! Let's take revenge on her!"

"I didn't do it for revenge. Besides, she just posted two v blogs, which doesn't mean anything."

"That's right, she's just talking about it, pretending to be a literary and artistic young woman, but she still has to go back to France? That's her base! What kind of tired birds return to their nests and leaves return to their roots. If she is really willing to give up her prosperous career abroad and go back to build the motherland, I'd rather look at her twice."

After a pause, Liang Sirui's eyes lit up, and she moved to the phone and said, "I'm telling you An Mu, it's fine if she doesn't mention it, but if she dares to mention this v blog with you, you will kill her! Just say, If you want to go back, go back, don't be reluctant to part with the scenery abroad, fame and fortune are all floating clouds, the most important thing is to be happy! Only if she doesn't come back will she be slapped in the face!"

An Mu, a 28-year-old soul, always feels helpless to shake his head from time to time whenever he gets along with these sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls.

"It was you who told me not to keep in touch with her, and you who told me to take revenge. Do you want me to contact her, or not, or halfway?"

"Ah, here..." Liang Sirui immediately withdrew her phone eight feet away, "Let's do this... Let's talk about the matter! Anyway, I won't pay for a while, so what will she be afraid of? I like to see slaps in the face the most." Already! Even if you can’t see it, it’s good to hear you tell me~”

Before the words finished, buzzing, the phone rang, and Chen Han's phone popped out.

An Mu directly sent the screenshot to Liang Sirui.

"Should I pick up...or not?"

"Pick up, pick up! Hurry up! I just went down to have dinner, and I'll look for you after dinner. You must stand firm, and she'll be so ashamed that she won't dare to look for you again for the rest of her life!"

After hanging up Liang Sirui's video and connecting to Chen Han's call, An Mu felt the back of his phone was hot.

"I'm so sorry yesterday, I woke you up when you fell asleep."

"No, it's just about to go to sleep and I haven't slept yet. I will turn off the phone when I sleep."

—— Except that Jian Yixi told her not to turn off the phone on New Year's Eve, and she wanted to be the first to call her for New Year's greetings, she turned off the phone at other times.

"I know, I've called several times, and you turned off the phone."

Calling in the middle of the night, either because of something urgent, or because the relationship is particularly close.

Chen Han's words were too intimate. An Mu was disgusted psychologically, but physically he didn't feel any discomfort. This was not the first time. An Mu had long discovered that this body was very tolerant when facing Chen Han.

For example, in the hug at the airport last time, except for Maomao and Jian Yixi, she would feel uncomfortable being close to anyone, including An Mu's parents and aunt, except for Chen Han.

This was also the main reason why Liang Sirui repeatedly emphasized that Chen Han was a bad person, but An Mu never cared much about it.

Because An Mu's body really doesn't hate Chen Han, this also proves that An Mu's suicide is probably not because of Chen Han. Everything Liang Sirui told her is speculation. How true is it? Don't dare to make a judgment, let alone she who doesn't understand anything.

An Mu would not deliberately reject a person who helped her without knowing the truth, but it didn't mean she liked this excessive intimacy.

"Ms. Chen, is the jet lag still in reverse?"

Calling "Teacher" alone was already unfamiliar, but adding a surname made the unfamiliarity even more prominent, and An Mu distanced himself quietly.

It is obvious that Chen Han is not a person with low EQ. She smiled lightly and said, "Can we discuss something?"

"Teacher, please speak."

"Can you stop calling me a teacher in the future? Unless...you are willing to be my student again, you can also study part-time, and it won't delay your study of finance."

An Mu gave full marks to the skill of this speech. No matter which one she chooses, Chen Han would like it.

After waiting for a while without hearing An Mu's reply, Chen Han said again: "Okay, don't be embarrassed, I didn't force you to learn fashion design again, so you should call me Sister Han in the future, you used to call me that, I Get used to it."

It's just a title, the uncle's son is only 21 and she calls him brother, let alone Chen Han who is 27.

"Sister Han."

"It's still comfortable to listen to." On the other side of the microphone, Chen Han's shallow laughter was slightly hoarse, "I'm a little tired."

"Then rest early."

"It's not that I'm tired, it's that... I've been wandering outside for too long, like a rootless duckweed that seems to own the entire pond, but in fact, as long as there is a heavy rain, I will be washed to the shore, dry and die."

This really answered Liang Sirui's guess, but An Mu didn't intend to encourage her to return to China.

"What is wandering? If you think that the place you are in is not your home, then you are wandering, but if you recognize that it is your home, you are not a rootless duckweed, but a water lily buried deep in the pond. .”

"What you said... seems to make sense, but it reminds me of your classmate Jian Yixi. Jian's house was supposed to be her home, but it was hell for her. Instead, her adoptive parents' house is her real home." Home."

"That's right."

There was the sound of mattresses rubbing against each other, and Chen Han seemed to be lying on the bed.

"If I say, I want to go back to China, what do you think?"

"I'm just a teenage girl, what do I know?"

"Just treat it as if you don't understand it, and just tell me your opinion. This is very important to me."

If she didn't say "important", An Mu might be able to discuss the pros and cons with her. The more "important" she was, the harder it was for her to speak.

An Mu also went back to the bed and sat down, leaning against the head of the bed covered by the quilt, and answered in the tone that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl should have.

"I think... the most important thing is to be happy. If you are happy in France, stay in France. When you are happy in France, you will return home."

"What about you?" Chen Han asked suddenly.

"Me? What am I?"

"Your parents' business is in France, will you go back to France?"

"Maybe, maybe not, but it has nothing to do with business, it just depends on my mood at the time."

This is absolutely true. An Mu still wants to travel around the world and see scenery that she has never seen in her previous life.

"I mean, are you going to be stationed at home or abroad?"

--domestic.

"I don't know yet, who knows what will happen in the future?"

It took three seconds after the insincere words were spoken before Chen Han chuckled lightly, his tone dark and unclear.

"You are still the same as before. Every time you lie, you are full of loopholes."

"I'm not lying, I really don't know."

"Then why do you want to go back to China to go to university? The top financial institution should be Harvard, right? Or Cambridge or Oxford, why don't you choose them all? Do you really want to study finance? Or is it to escape?"

Speaking of this, there were faint signs of a rupture. Before An Mu could speak, Chen Han suddenly said, "Sorry, I still haven't adjusted due to jet lag. I'm talking nonsense, don't worry about it."

Whether it was nonsense, both of them knew it well.

"Sister Han, let's go to bed early, sleep is really important."

"I think so too, sleep right now."

Seeing that he was about to hang up the phone, Chen Han suddenly said again: "By the way, I have booked a ticket for the ninth day of junior high school. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, whichever day you are free, I would like to treat you to a meal. By the way, I would also like to invite you You go shopping with me, I don't have any acquaintances in Beijing, only you."

"Then... the eighth day of the lunar new year."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at nine in the morning, can you get up?"

"Get up."

After hanging up Chen Han's call, the phone was already hot enough to warm your hands.

Chen Han really suspected that she was faking amnesia, but it didn't matter, anyway, she was leaving soon, and even if she was sure that she was faking, Chen Han couldn't do anything about her, she was really not interested in fashion design and had no talent, No matter what Chen Han wants to plan, it is impossible to succeed.

An Mu subconsciously wanted to turn off the phone and go to sleep, so he moved his fingers to the off button and moved it away.

It was only five or six o'clock in France, and Liang Sirui said that she would call her again after dinner. She wanted to turn off the phone, and she would inevitably be nagged by her again tomorrow.

【Yan Yuzhou: I'm going to sleep. 】

[Hua Xin Zang Rui: Don't!Haven't reported the situation to me yet! 】

[Yan Yuzhou: It's okay, she got a ticket for the ninth day of junior high school. 】

[Hua Xin Zang Rui: Didn't she say anything about wanting to return to China for development? 】

Telling the truth will only make the topic out of control, An Mu chose... to change the subject.

[Yan Yuzhou: She told me not to call her teacher, and that I used to call her Sister Han. 】

After three consecutive identical speechless dots, the video call suddenly popped up!

An Mu had no choice but to turn it on, and continued to bear the scalding heat of the phone.

"Listen to her blind BB! You used to call her teacher! If you don't believe me, just wait!!"

After waiting for a while, Liang Sirui sent over some screenshots of their chats. They were all chatted between An Mu and Liang Sirui before he was alive.

This Chen Han... really has a problem.

An Mu's casually changing the subject was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to go to bed early. Liang Sirui criticized him severely again, and was so angry that he threw away half of the spaghetti he ate.

"It's been more than half a year since the last spring fashion show. She hasn't held a show again, and she hasn't heard of any designs. Even if Xia Qiuxiu doesn't exist, there should be a winter show, right? She hasn't yet! She is obviously out of talent and can't design good works, and this is starting to play crooked ideas again! From my point of view, she definitely wants to continue copying you!"

Seeing that she was finally tired of criticizing, An Mu interjected, "Let her go. I won't be able to design anything anyway."

Liang Sirui sighed, "I said this is the best, but I don't think so. After all, it's what you like, and it's what you're best at. Just because of her, I'm sorry for you."

No amount of explanation can erase the impression that the original owner, An Mu, had left on everyone as a design genius over the years. An Mu didn't waste his time talking, and just said flatly, "Happiness is the most important thing."

Liang Sirui nodded: "I totally agree with this, okay, she's leaving anyway, just ignore her from now on, she will give up sooner or later."

Finally hung up the video, and the battery of the mobile phone was low, so I called the police.

An Mu turned off his phone and took it to the desk to charge it. It was safe to stay far away from the bed, so he turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The seventh day of the second day was the day when An's mother returned to France. An's father returned in the third day of the junior high. In order to spend more time with An Mu's grandma, An's mother stayed for a few more days.

An Mu originally planned to send her off to the airport, but An's mother saw that she got up at seven every day to do the homework, except for the hard work of eating and going out of the door, she was quite relieved to let her study at home without sending her off. , but in the end she was slipped away by her little aunt.

The little aunt said: "It will take half a year or even a year to leave, and I will regret it if I don't look back."

An Mu might not regret not sending An's mother away, but she would definitely regret it if she was replaced by adoptive parents.

Comparing his heart with his heart, An Mu went to the airport anyway.

An's mother also really loves An Mu, just like all parents, she is so proud of every little thing about her child that she wants the whole world to know.

Mama An's circle of friends was either showing off her daughter's good score of more than 600 points in the test just half a year after returning to China, or showing off her daughter's unique vision. Several US stocks recommended by her father all skyrocketed, and eight out of ten were about An Mu.

An's mother's flight is after ten o'clock, and she has to get up at six o'clock. She will go to the uncle's house to say goodbye to Mr. An for the last time, and then have a simple meal. It's just right to arrive at the airport.

When An Mu went out, he found that he forgot his phone on the desk. He had already gone downstairs, and it was okay to turn back, but little aunt and the others were still waiting, and it would take a few minutes to go up and down.

After seeing off Mama and returning, the whole family went back to the uncle's house together, and the nanny had already prepared a sumptuous lunch.

After eating the delayed lunch, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and An Mu took his little aunt's car back home.

The first thing I do when I get home is to wash up. After sitting in the car for too long, I always feel greasy on my face.

After washing, she remembered the mobile phone on the desk, poured a glass of water, and picked up the mobile phone while sipping it while leaning against the desk.

The phone turned on very smoothly, and it entered the desktop in a few seconds, and dozens of V messages jumped out one after another.

[Meng Xi's written talk: It's almost ten o'clock, and you haven't woken up yet?No matter how you play, it is turned off. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: I promised you that I would never hide anything from you in the future, so I will not hide it from you.Last night, I couldn’t resist talking to Maomao about your transfer. Maomao said, if you really want to stay in Weicheng, your family will not be able to force you. After all, your family has agreed to go back to China to study, and your The grades are not bad, and the reason why you insist on leaving is because I broke your heart. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: I don't know if what she said is right or not. I didn't fall asleep last night, and I was thinking about it, and now I'm dizzy thinking about it. No sleepiness at all. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: It's almost twelve o'clock, aren't you up yet?I'm a little scared, you probably hid from me on purpose, right? 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: I just had dinner, and I told my mother to take a nap, and now I'm in bed, but I still can't fall asleep, An Mu, please turn it on quickly, even if you give me a punctuation mark. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: It's 02:30, you haven't turned on the phone yet, I just chatted with Maomao again, she said that you must like me, that I would rather pretend to be a couple with her than make you give up, which completely hurt you.When I think about it now, I feel that I am really too much, I only want to be friends with you for a lifetime, but I have never considered whether you want to...]

[Meng Xi's written talk: I'm sorry...]

[Meng Xi's written talk: Actually... if you really manage to treat me as a friend... I... it's okay for us not to be friends. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: I mean... I'm willing to bend over for you. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: You must think that I was joking when I didn't wake up. I have been seriously thinking about it all night and all morning until now, not just talking casually. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: Of course, I don't mean to force you to return to Weicheng by saying this, I just want to say... If you don't want to go back to Weicheng because I hurt you, I apologize, and I am willing to make up for it. Either way. 】

[Meng Xi's written talk: No, what did I say? !I don't mean to say that you are willing to bend to make up for it, but... but... I don't know how to say it, I'm just suddenly scared, I'm afraid that a year and a half is too long, and you won't be able to do it in just one night Just ignore me, I don't know if it will be the same in the next few hundred days and nights? 】

The author has something to say: 7000+

For the sake of such a fat chapter

staying up so late again

Don't count on me being late

Hahaha (so thick skinned)

ps. The next update will be 2:0 on the 00nd.