heart to wild

Chen Yiran doesn't like autumn and winter very much.

Fallen leaves, dead branches, cold wind, dirty snow.

He disliked every image.

Perhaps in response to the old saying, what kind of person you are, what kind of world you see.

Chen Yiran considers himself not a rich person, so even what he sees in front of him is always lonely.

But Chen Yiran likes spring and summer,

Lively, lively, enthusiastic, enthusiastic.

Although it sounds like he is out of tune with him, it is precisely because of such a beautiful scenery that even people with an early aging mentality can see it, Chen Yiran feels that he is not living alone in the world.

When talking about "Chen Yiran", people around him will always have a lot of comments.

Before going abroad, my classmates said that the class leader always has a kind of calmness. After going abroad, my classmates said that the excellent Ian has a gentle temperament, which sometimes makes you believe that he is a little naive.

After work, colleagues occasionally joke around, betting on who can make Ian show a strange expression other than a smile this month.

Ji Wanxuan once participated in such a boring game.

He was quite serious, and because he respected his senior brother, he didn't take the same deliberate mischief as others to scare Chen Yiran, but in the end he racked his brains and asked his group boss: "Senior brother, what can you do to avoid this?" Are you laughing?"

Chen Yiran asked him back with a half-smile: "What expression do you want me to make?"

Ji Wanxuan cautiously suggested: "How about being angry?"

Then Chen Yiran performed an indifferent turn for him in the tea room, his handsome back made the Aussie next to him dumbfounded, while Ji Wanxuan laughed happily, turned around and said to his colleagues: "Chocolate for a week, thank you! (please me Chocolate for a week, thanks!)”

Half of the chocolate that week was shared by Ji Wanxuan with Chen Yiran who helped him cheat. Perhaps it was a coincidence at the time that Chen Yiran was very familiar with this scene, and later when he pretended not to be familiar with the neighbor boy, he would always perform this scene. .

But now that Ji Wanxuan is away, no one gives Chen Yiran hot chocolate - that is his only favorite in autumn and winter.

Chen Yiran rarely loses his composure.

From childhood to adulthood.

No matter what he thinks in the bottom of his heart, Chen Yiran has always accepted that he is the so-called "Master of the Chen family".

He is holding and holding it, always gentle and polite, not because of his tutoring, but because Chen Yiran feels that his identity should be like this.

The 12 years in Australia have almost smoothed out the few edges and corners of the youth. With his own efforts, Chen Yiran has achieved success in his career, and it seems that he has become far away from his previous life.

But when he resigned and returned to China, and walked into the Chen family he had left for a long time, Chen Yiran suddenly discovered that he had never left this place.

Half a month ago, his father was critically ill. The man who only saw his eldest son seriously during the half-year of life and death in his life looked depressed. He was lying on the hospital bed holding Chen Yiran's hand and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything physically and psychologically. Come on.

The Chen family was almost hollowed out by his wife, and this daughter from a married family in Jiangcheng was far smarter than her predecessor.

Chen Yiran's mother wants love, Cheng Yumin only wants money.

At first, Lao Chen thought that she made him feel at ease and knew how to advance and retreat, but it was not until today that he realized that the person next to his pillow had already quietly controlled him to the point where he could not control it.

The glory of several generations of the Chen family will be folded in his hands.

Old Chen was not reconciled, he hated both Cheng Yumin and his youngest son, he turned his head and found uneasy that he didn't know if his eldest son would also hate him.

Chen Yiran didn't hate him, and didn't want to care about these things. In the ward, his hands were tightly clenched, but his eyes were looking out the window.

This is the first time he's worn out with who he is.

In the past, when he thought he was the young master, no one paid attention to him, but now he wanted to be a flying bird that didn't have to settle, but he was grabbed and forced to sit on the throne of thorns.

The man cried in a mess in front of him, and his heart rate fluctuated so much that the nurse came to check him.

Chen Yiran sat by the bed for a long time, before leaving, he said: "Got it."

This is really the last time he will do anything for the Chen family's Shengen.

Most of the school's art students went to studios in various places for training, but some still stayed in the letter to prepare for the exam.

Chen Yiran simply went to the principal to ask for half a month's leave. Before leaving, the old Chen arranged for his female colleague, Ms. Qu, to see him off, and said with a smile, "I will only help you half It’s a month’s class, come back early, and I won’t do it later.”

If you are ruthless, I will quit. Old Chen himself has a bad eye for marrying a wife, but he has a good aesthetic when introducing a partner to others.

Chen Yiran smiled at her sincerely, turned and left, spending fourteen days with almost no sleep.

Negotiations with the legal team, various shareholders, and the media have exhausted Chen Yiran's accumulated energy for more than ten years. His performance is so outstanding that people can't believe that this is the first time Chen Yiran has appeared as the "Master of the Chen Family" in the place where he should stand. occasion.

He defeated Cheng Yumin and saved half of the Chen family. Those uncles wanted to push him to the top, but Chen Yiran refused.

He doesn't have the Virgin Mary disease, Chen Yiran just simply doesn't want to have anything to do with these people anymore.

As a reward, he symbolically took back the ownership of the villa in Pinghe District.

It can be seen that Chen Yiran really has no intention of going back to the Chen family, the smiles of those relatives are relaxed and more sincere, and they even sincerely sigh: "After all, it is the place where you grew up, and your mother imprints."

This is not a serious word, even if there were traces, they should have been wiped clean by Cheng Yumin over the past ten years.

But Chen Yiran did not refute.

——They may not know that when Chen Yiran mentioned that house, the first thing Chen Yiran thought of was not including his biological parents, anyone they could accept.

Before Jiang Zhai found his No. 207 minutes on the side of the road, Chen Yiran received a long-distance call from abroad.

Lucy, who raised him, died.

Chen Yiran originally thought that he would not cry.

He didn't cry when his mother died, he didn't cry when his grandfather died, and he didn't cry when his father died.

And the last time we met, Chen Yiran saw the ending soon through the woman's decayed complexion, and he was fully prepared psychologically, and also anticipated the almost indifferent subtle fluctuations he would have at that time.

He guessed everything, but he didn't expect that he really cried.

It is the kind of crying that suddenly shed tears when sitting on the side of the road and looking at passers-by.

When the tears slid down his cheeks, Chen Yiran didn't react, until it dripped on the back of his hand, Chen Yiran suddenly blinked and saw the couple on the other side of the long street clearly.

"Teacher." The boy sitting next to him called out.

After being called "President Chen" for several days, Chen Yiran always felt as if he was stepping on clouds, but this cold word suddenly pulled him back to the ground at this moment.

Fortunately, it doesn't matter whether his surname is Chen or not, he is still the Chen Yiran who grew up on his own.

"Is the teacher from Yi'an?" Jiang Zhai asked him.

The concession area in Yancheng has a very quiet name, Yi'an.

The young man smiled slightly: "The teacher's English name is Ian, and the transliteration is Yi'an. I thought you would be from Yi'an."

Chen Yiran still looked at the couple who stopped and went to take wedding photos, and shook his head.

"My home is in Pinghe District."

As soon as it is said, it is linked to "either rich or expensive".

In the early years, Pinghe was occupied by other countries like Yi'an, but there were few residential areas, and most of them were green parks. Today, half of the greenway coverage in Yancheng is provided by the Pinghe district.

The "Pinghe Villa District" where Yu Dian, Chen Yiran, and Jiang Zhai used to live is actually not a community at all.

It was a series of Western-style buildings scattered in the old embassy district. There were various architectural styles, such as the Yu Jiang family, which was side by side, and the Chen family, which was isolated from neighbors.

Or you can directly imagine it as a beautiful garden with a huge area. The small building is thrown into it like a chess piece. The garden is large, the chess pieces are small, and the people living in it are even smaller.

This is what "I live in Pinghe District" means.

The access control there is very strict, and it is impossible for renters to enter.It was only later that Yu Zisheng found out that every time he took a taxi to take Yu Dian to the outside of the carved fence, the children had to go a little further, get in the car picked up by their family, and take another seven or eight minutes to get home.

But most of the time he still walks—and it takes seven or eight minutes to walk.

At that time, after listening to his cousin's explanation, Yu Zisheng, who had seen a lot of the world, felt that it was outrageous, and at the same time, his mind went blank for a rare moment in his life: Am I really a sugar daddy?

Jiang Zhai also comforted his cousin in a rare way: "It's like falling in love with us rich people, you should get used to it as soon as possible."

But he is no longer a rich man. He is a poor and settled person. He just said hello. Only today did he realize that that sentence was also about himself.

——And Jiang Zhai is worse than Yu Zisheng, at least he is still really in love.

But it turns out they were once almost neighbors.

"teacher."

Jiang Di is like a cuckoo, teacher, teacher, teacher.

Endless.

"Bian Bian can draw sunflowers."

"But every time she draws the flower heart very small, the middle square is densely packed, and finally the painting is dirty, unhappy, and redraws, and then continues to draw very small, and the cycle repeats."

Many parents of children with Asperger syndrome or high-functioning autism will be driven to collapse by this stubborn cycle, but Jiang Zhai will not. He even finds it funny, and deliberately draws the exact opposite over and over next to his sister. The sunflower with a large flower heart is irritating.

Sometimes even Yu Dian would look at their interactions and be a little speechless, exaggerating: "Jiang Er, I think if you were a kindergarten teacher, you would definitely be able to put the kindergarten on the market."

The younger sister has a weird personality, and Jiang Zhai also has a weird patience. Although the recipient of this patience is very stingy, the sum of them cannot exceed one hand.

"Teacher." Jiang Zhai called him again, as if he regarded this person called "Teacher" as a tree hole, a diary, and a Baidu cloud network disk.

"You said before that no one loves you."

He paused, his lazy tone seemed a little more serious.

"But I will love you in the future."

There are birds dancing on one foot on the tiles of the wall, which resembles the vivid shapes of the newlyweds on the opposite side under the guidance of the photographer.

"Jiang Zhai." Chen Yiran suddenly responded to him.

Teacher Chen's voice is always like honey and grapefruit water that has been warmed up, but he is best at saying some sad sentences in this tone.

Jiang Di's eyes wandered, and he began to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

But what Chen Yiran said was another sentence that seemed to be far-fetched: "I am a person with a weak sense of responsibility."

Jiang Zhai blinked, then turned his head slowly to look at Chen Yiran's calm profile.

Ian's crying and not crying are very restrained, obviously he hasn't even wiped away his tears, but it can't be seen that he has shed tears just now.

Chen Yiran said: "There are still two months before the art exam, and I also promised to accompany them until graduation. But recently, just these few days, I always think about resigning."

Chen Yiran has never felt that he is good at being a good teacher, and he is used to playing tricks. He is not the kind of teacher who can get along with students naturally.Although this sense of distance made him unexpectedly more popular, Chen Yiran's inner fluctuations were so pitiful.

He doesn't reject the pure environment of the school, but he hasn't reached the point where he wants to stay forever.

He has found the job Chen Yiran likes before, and he has done it very well. Although it has been temporarily put on hold, he has never forgotten it.

Jiang Zhai's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was tense: "When are you leaving the letter?"

Chen Yiran: "I will keep my promise. When you graduate next year, I will submit my resignation letter to the principal."

After three years of meditation in the ivory tower, he should return to his own world.

Will that world be farther away from Jiang Zhai?

The boy lowered his eyelashes and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I'm a person with a strong sense of morality."

What Chen Yiran said today is always cloudy.

Sitting next to him with indifferent eyes, Jiang Di heard the man continue to sentence him to death: "I will not fall in love with any of my students."

"..."

Isn't his wishful thinking not allowed?

Jiang Di closed his eyes, tried to go and listen to the wind.

Feng Yin said: "Other than this, there are no other conditions."

"……teacher."

Jiang Zhai trembled his eyelashes, turned his head, and looked at Chen Yiran who was looking up at the sky in disbelief, almost stubbornly.

"What do you mean, please explain clearly, I don't understand."

Are you so stupid? How did you win the prize in the national competition?

"Grow up quickly, kid."

Chen Yiran turned his face to look at this young man who grew up in Pinghe District, his eyes were very gentle.

He naturally bent his beautiful smiling eyes, and also solemnly answered Jiang Zhai's two promises just now.

"I will wait for you in the future."