The Sick and Gloomy Bamboo Horse Was Stunned by My Kiss

Jiang Ning wiped tears all the way back on the way.

She opened her schoolbag under the street lamp, trying to smoke a few pieces of facial tissues to wipe the tears and nose off her face, only to find that the tissues did not know when she was crumpled into a ball. And when I bumped into the **** Xu Mingyi in the morning, the pencil case fell out, and the refill of the blue ballpoint pen all leaked on the tissues, and there was not a pack of paper that could be used.

As soon as the footsteps stopped, mosquitoes took the opportunity to bite a few packets.

Jiang Ning knelt down and sprayed floral water on his ankle frantically, crying even more sadly.

Although knowing that Yan Yixie's self-esteem is so horribly strong, she is most likely to be angry, but she still feels a little uncomfortable in her heart.

The uncomfortable was mixed with panic, worried that he really didn't want to see himself again.

Before returning home, Jiang Ning went to the convenience store outside the hutong to buy a bottle of mineral water, wiped away the messy tears on his face, and restored his calm.

But when he got home, he still couldn't conceal his aura.

Zheng Ruonan somehow returned home from get off work early today. When she saw her come in, he hurried over and took the schoolbag off her back and touched her head happily: "Ningning is back?"

Jiang Ning was a little surprised. Her mother had to be busy until 11 o'clock in the evening before coming back. Why is it so early today?

Looking at it again, Jiang Rou and Wang Sufen's expressions on the sofa were a little strange.

After a while, Jiang Ning figured it out. It turned out that the head teacher had sent the small video of her reading English to Zheng Ruonan.

Since Zheng Ruonan gave birth to her, she has never seen her so "accomplished" in studies. She has been surprised to watch the small video several times in the company. Ruo Nan didn't believe that this was her little Jiang Ning.

Recently, the situation of her two children seems to be improving. Jiang Fan goes to Internet cafes much less frequently, and Jiang Ning doesn't know when to practice English hard. Zheng Ruonan was so excited that he couldn't take care of the company's affairs, and hurried back after hurriedly explaining.

After coming back, she couldn't hide her joy, and showed the small video to the rest of the family.

Father Jiang is also very happy. Although he is partial, Jiang Ning and Jiang Fan are both his children, and he naturally hopes that they will be successful. It's just that the project hasn't made any progress, and he couldn't help but not have too much thought to care about Jiang Ning's achievements.

Needless to say, Jiang Rou and Wang Sufen, the old and the young were so puzzled, they couldn't think of why Jiang Ning could suddenly speak a beautiful English accent.

Recently, she wakes up very early every morning, and often stays at her classmate’s house for a long time before coming back at night. Could it be that she is secretly making up lessons outside? But it has only been a few days, can the make-up lessons be effective?

Leaving this point aside, the problem is, Jiang Ning never put his mind on learning before, but how has he changed recently?

So at this moment, there is such a scene.

"Have you had dinner?" Zheng Ruonan put Jiang Ning's schoolbag on the sofa and looked at Jiang Ning with concern: "You said you want to review your homework at your classmate's house. I thought you would come back very late. I didn't expect this to happen. I'll be back now, are you hungry? I'll cook something for you if you want to eat."

"I'm not hungry." Jiang Ning said.

Zheng Ruonan looked at her disapprovingly: "When you are growing up, eat more. I'll cook dumplings for you."

Saying that Zheng Ruonan didn't change his suit and skirt, she rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Ning could feel the joy of Zheng Ruonan.

Just improving her English can make her so happy.

Jiang Ning couldn't help feeling sore. If he had been sensible as a young girl in his previous life, it would be nice if he hadn't been so rebellious. In that case, Zheng Ruonan would be happy for both lifetimes.

She suddenly wanted to be alone with Zheng Ruonan for a while, so she rubbed Zheng Ruonan into the kitchen: "Mom, I'll help you."

As soon as the mother and daughter entered, Jiang Rourou outside couldn't help but glance at Jiang Shan, a little aggrieved, and whispered: "Uncle, me, can I also ask a foreign teacher?"

Just now Zheng Ruonan was overjoyed, and repeatedly praised Jiangning’s good spoken English to Xu Mingyi’s father who came over to deliver dumplings. Xu Mingyi’s father was a university professor. After watching the video, he also said that it was good, boasting that Xiao Jiangning could be dubbed. Zheng Ruonan is concerned about the direction of development.

is not that right? She sees that many Chinese cartoons are translated into foreign languages ​​for export, and they all need English dubbing talents. Maybe Jiang Ning can do this in the future.

Zheng Ruonan felt that Jiang Ning might be a bit talented, and when he came back, he discussed with Jiang's father to enroll Jiang Ning for more cram schools. In addition to dancing, foreign teachers are also invited.

Father Jiang felt that he didn't need it at all. Although their family had no worries about food and clothing, they had three children to raise. They weren't the kind of family where money was piled up and there was nowhere to spend. The foreign teachers had hundreds of lessons in one class. What could they learn? It will cost a lot of money again!

Father Jiang said: "Jiang Ning is only fourteen years old. It is a good thing to play more at this age. There is no need to put so much pressure on her. Do you think she is not good now?"

Zheng Ruonan's face was pulled down immediately, and she didn't mention the matter with Jiang's father again. She said that she had to ask Jiang Ning to ask a foreign teacher, and it would be useless to stop anyone.

Although the financial power is in her hands, Father Jiang cannot control, but the thought of the foreign teachers so much money makes Father Jiang a pain.

Unexpectedly, what the two said was heard by Jiang Rourou, and Jiang Rourou also wanted to take a tuition class with a foreign teacher.

Wang Sufen, who was beside her, knitting a sweater, also said to her help: "Yes, if Jiang Ning asks, you must give Rourou a name too! What virtue is your wife? Always partial! Rourou is too pitiful."

Father Jiang suddenly had a headache: "Professor Xu also said that Ning Ning is indeed a bit talented, so why should Rourou join in the fun?"

How much will it cost if all three children hire foreign teachers and all enroll in various cram schools?

Jiang Rourou bit her lower lip, her eye circles immediately became a little red, and she stopped mentioning it.

Father Jiang looked at her like this, and he was a little unbearable. He was even more sorry to Jiang Rourou than Jiang Ning and Jiang Fan. Now that Jiang Rourou is not allowed to join a foreign tutoring class, is he still a father?

So Father Jiang sighed and said, "I'll find a way for you."

The sadness in Jiang Rourou's eyes dissipated, and she gave a happy "um".

After today's events, she did not have as much reaction as Zhong Congshuang. After all, she didn't make things difficult for Jiang Ning in class, on the contrary, she tried to stop Zhong Congshuang.

No matter how the face was slapped, it didn't fall on her.

And she didn't think Jiang Ning would be a threat.

In addition to English, there are so many subjects, as well as talents and dance. She has spent all of her painstaking efforts. Jiang Ning is no better than herself.

However, if Jiang Ning invites a foreign teacher, she has to do it too. She can't watch Jiang Ning surpass herself.

As soon as Jiang Fan came back with his schoolbag, he heard Jiang's father making a promise to Jiang Rourou, and he immediately hummed from his nose.

"Is the brain kicked by the donkey?" Jiang Fan muttered.

If it's not that there is a problem with the brain, ten years of mental illness will not be able to do something that is better for an outsider than for one's own family. Still think of a way? What can Father Jiang think of? When the time comes, don’t you still beg your mother to pay for the money for the foreign tutoring class?

"What are you humming?" Father Jiang turned his head to see Jiang Fan and was angry: "You come here for me."

"You tell me to go over and I'll go there, don't I lose face?" Jiang Fan went upstairs in a smoke.

…

After Jiang Ning finished the supper cooked by Zheng Ruonan, he still had no energy, so he went to bed early.

Zheng Ruonan noticed something was wrong with her daughter. Ningning was very motivated to do everything this time. She literally rolled up her sleeves and rushed forward. However, today she felt like she had been hit hard, like a frosted eggplant.

Zheng Ruonan was a little worried, so she couldn't help but push the door in with her: "What's the matter? Have a quarrel with a friend?"

Jiang Ning feels that it would be embarrassing to act like a baby with Zheng Ruonan when she grows up, but now she just wants to really return to the age of fourteen, and she can do anything. She hugged Zheng Ruonan's waist and wanted to talk a lot about Yan Yixie.

However, in the end, the words came to the lips, but they became: "I seem to mess up."

Although Zheng Ruonan didn't know what happened, she knew that Jiang Ning had been a child with no bad intentions since he was a child. She stroked Jiang Ning's head and said, "But your original intention was good, right? You are too reckless to do things without considering the consequences."

Jiang Ning nodded with a sore nose.

Originally, the teenager had accepted her recently and was about to become friends with her, but now because of his own mistakes, everything has returned to the original point.

Jiang Ning felt very frustrated.

"Then why don't you be more honest and hold on for longer?" Zheng Ruonan said, "In short, as long as you know that you are doing the right thing, don't give up halfway."

Jiang Ning said frustratedly: "However, I am worried that the closer I get to him, the more annoying he will be."

"It seems that this friend is really important to us, Xiao Jiangning, and it can make Xiao Jiang Ning who is not afraid of fear and fearless, lose his confidence." Zheng Ruonan touched Jiang Ning's nose and asked nonchalantly, "Is it Xu Mingyi?"

Jiang Ning immediately said helplessly: "No, it's not him. Mom, don't guess at all. It's a girl."

Zheng Ruonan is a little relieved...

If Jiang Ning said that the friend was a boy, she would really doubt whether Jiang Ning was in a puppy love.

Because Jiang Ning has been very free and easy since childhood, Zheng Ruonan rarely sees Jiang Ning caring about someone so much.

She did care about Xu Mingyi too. She kept running behind Xu Mingyi’s **** since she was a child, but Xu Mingyi didn’t play with her when she was young. sad.

...And Jiang Ning might not even notice this kind of caring feelings.

With Zheng Ruonan's comfort, Jiang Ning was in a much better mood.

She thought that when she approached Yan Yixie at first, she really wanted to repay her kindness.

But later, she saw the teenager sitting alone in the yard all the year round watching the changing seasons, seeing the teenager unable to struggle from the nightmare, and seeing the unhealed scars on the teenager's leg.

What she wanted to do gradually became, hoping to pull him out of the nightmare of the past and become him who is no longer covered with thorns.

So now, even if Yan Yixie really doesn't want to see her again, she can't just give up.

Zheng Ruonan didn't know what Jiang Ning was thinking, but seeing Jiang Ning's expression relaxed a lot, the big stone in her heart also fell slightly. In fact, the mother and daughter rarely had such opportunities to communicate. On the one hand, she was too busy, and on the other hand, Jiang Ning was more rebellious and didn't like to communicate with her at all.

Zheng Ruonan is also very pleased to be able to say a few words like this.

She couldn't help sighing again in her heart. Unknowingly, Jiang Ning really changed a lot.

Zheng Ruonan touched Jiang Ning's forehead, and his expression suddenly became tense: "Ningning, your forehead is a bit hot."

"?" Jiang Ning didn't feel it, so he touched his forehead.

Zheng Ruonan quickly took a thermometer and measured Jiang Ning. It turned out to be a little low-grade fever.

Seeing Jiang Ning's uncomfortable look, Zheng Ruonan was not good at scolding her, soaking cold medicine to help her sit up: "It must be a cold outside, drink a cup of cold medicine before going to bed."

Jiang Ning was forced to drink a large cup of cold spirit, and his consciousness became a little groggy.

Zheng Ruonan covered her with a quilt, tucked it in, and said, "I will ask for leave for you in the dance class tomorrow.

"No, I still have something to go out tomorrow." Jiang Ning thought about looking for Yan Yixie.

Zheng Ruonan pushed her back: "Don't be disobedient, wait for the cold to get better. This season is easy to repeat, and when the time comes, it will be troublesome."

Jiang Ning had to lie down, she felt Zheng Ruonan's hand kept falling on her forehead, which made her comfortable and at ease.

She thought vaguely, at the same time another person, his family left him in the old fort that had been built for an unknown number of years, and had never visited him.

The old butler didn't know what happened, and the next day, only the young master was extremely silent. I didn't say a word when I had breakfast, and the air was so quiet that there was only the sound of the collision of knives and forks with plates.

After breakfast, Yan Yixie pushed his wheelchair straight upstairs from the elevator.

When the butler found him, he was on the rooftop where he used to be, with a white headphone cord wrapped around his white neck, hidden in the neckline, the music drums were very loud, and the butler in his hand couldn't understand. book of.

The young man spent the whole night last night, his high fever finally disappeared, and now he has recovered most of his energy, but his complexion is still pale and a little sick.

White gauze was wrapped around his ankle, and he had just changed himself to antibiotics this morning.

His face was cold and he was not interested in the sunrise in the distance.

Everything seems to be back to the loneliness at the beginning.

The old butler had some palpitations, and walked over and said, "Your high fever has just gone, and the doctor advises not to blow it."

The boy turned a page and said lightly: "Anyway, it won't last for many years, so let me blow it."

The housekeeper's throat choked: "Why are you saying this again?"

A teenager is very susceptible to infection. The doctor said that his life span will not be as long as that of ordinary people. Of course, it is okay to live a little longer if you live quietly like a useless person.

But the problem is, the housekeeper knows that Yan Yixie hates this kind of life in a wheelchair day after day.

Yan Yixie looked back at the butler, and suddenly realized that the butler was really worried for himself. After a pause, he said "Sorry."

The butler was stunned for a moment.

Yan Yixie turned his head back again, and turned another page: "I won't say that again in the future."

The old butler was a little flattered, he realized that the young master seemed to have changed in some way, and it seemed that the change was brought about by the young girl.

Thinking of Jiang Ning, the housekeeper couldn't help but walked to the edge of the roof glass window and looked outside the courtyard.

Why didn't you see Jiang Ning at all today?

The housekeeper suddenly remembered, he hesitated, and thanked Yan Yi: "I came back from the doctor last night and saw Jiang Ning going out carrying a book. It seemed to be wiping tears. Master, did you bully her and cry?"

In fact, the housekeeper didn't see it clearly. After all, he came back by car, and Jiang Ning ran over as soon as he shook him.

However, because of his life experience, he decided to say according to the serious situation.

It doesn't matter to exaggerate a little bit about this kind of thing.

"By the way, she also fell."

Yan Yixie's finger bone at the corner of the page instantly turned white.

He didn't look back, but he was a little upset, and after a while he asked solemnly, "Am I annoying?"

It must be. He knew that he was horribly nasty without someone answering.

It is true that the old butler is attentive to him.

But without huge employment fees, he was not sure that the old butler would still stay in this gloomy and lifeless villa, facing him who was such a weird and hard-to-serve man.

And Jiang Ning must think so now.

The butler hurriedly said: "No."

Yan Yixie didn't believe it.

The housekeeper was thinking about Jiang Ning, and couldn’t help saying: “Oh, master, how can you treat a little girl like you? I asked the chef to prepare some dishes that she loves the most. When you wait for her to come, hurry up and give her a recipe. apologize."

Yan Yixie got a sting in his heart, fell silent, and said indifferently, "She won't come again."

The housekeeper suddenly became anxious and took a step forward: "Why didn't you come?"

The boy said: "I drove her away."

The old butler was startled: "Why?"

There was no expression on Yan Yixie's face: "Because it is noisy and annoying."

"Master is really..." The old housekeeper didn't know what to say. He thought that Yan Yixie was angry because Jiang Ning jumped into the river. In fact, there is nothing to drive people away for such a big thing, that is, a fourteen. The girl in the next year will inevitably have a convulsion. The steward asked again: "What about the kite?"

Two days ago, Yan Yi thanked the butler for the kite, and the butler bought it back.

It is a big, tender yellow rabbit. The kite has a thin frame and is made of high-quality wooden materials. It can easily fly in the wilderness.

Yan Yixie said coldly, "Throw it away."

The butler wanted to say something, but the young man was too lazy to say, pushing the wheelchair straight back to the room.

The housekeeper was at a loss on the spot, sighed a moment later, went downstairs, picked up the kite in the living room, rolled it up, and threw it in the trash can outside the villa.

Yan Yixie sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room and continued to read. The line of sight fell on the words, but he couldn't enter. He seems to have lost the ability to read, unable to read any text.

After a full half an hour, he still stayed on page 384.

Yan Yixie raised his eyebrows, an unshakable dryness in his eyebrows.

In fact, it is best that the story ends here.

Even if Jiang Ning didn't have a plan, they would never be true friends.

Because no one can stand him, and no one can not show a frightened expression after seeing his dead leg.

Rather than waiting for Jiang Ning to take the initiative to fail again, it is better to draw an end at this time. In this case, he can still leave a piece of reed and a firefly.

Moreover, she really didn't come again.

…

However, despite this thought, the boy couldn't help but raise his head.

He looked far away and involuntarily fell to a corner outside the courtyard, revealing the small patch of yellow.

After a while, he couldn't help but suddenly pushed the wheelchair to pick up the kite.

The old housekeeper heard the voice of the wheelchair and poked his head out of the kitchen: "Master, you want to go out?"

Yan Yixie quickly flashed into the elevator and said coldly: "No, you heard it wrong, it's the sound of tree branches outside."

He wrapped the kite in a blanket and carried the kite back to the room like a thief.

…

After finishing the kitchen, the housekeeper was about to drive to go shopping. However, when he passed the courtyard, he found that the kite on the trash can was gone.

He was taken aback, and quickly washed his hands upstairs.

Yan Yixie was still sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, reading his 388th page.

I heard the housekeeper hurriedly say that the kite is gone.

Yan Yixie said casually, "It doesn't have to be a thief. How can anyone come here to steal a kite?"

"It might just be blown away by the wind." He turned a page.