On the way home that night, Yi Jiayan asked her: "Nanqiao, what kind of girl do you think you are?"
Nanqiao replied: "A very ordinary girl."
"Then do you want to become extraordinary?"
She looked sideways at him suspiciously.
Under the warm yellow streetlights, Yi Jiayan turned his head and smiled slightly: "If you are not good at socializing, but you want to be someone that everyone likes, then try to become an excellent person."
She looked at him half understanding.
"There are two kinds of people in this world that people can't help but want to get close to. The first type is people with affinity, and the second type¡ª" he blinked, "is an excellent person."
Once you are good enough, no matter how indifferent you are, people will flock to you. At that point, your inarticulateness and gregariousness won't be a problem at all.
Southbridge has worked harder.
Keeping her ears shut and only reading sage books, she spent a lot of time studying.
She no longer dared to ask Yi Jiayan for advice because of her thin skin.
Many nights, she will be full of joy to find those questions that she can't do, and once she finds them, she can openly sneak through the door next door, poke her head in and say with a smile: "Brother Jiayan, I don't know how to solve this question." .¡±
It's a pity that Yi Jiayan didn't become a teacher.
He always took the exercise book in her hand tirelessly, solving those weird problems with ease. From time to time, when deliberating for a second or two, he would frown slightly, and concentrate on calculating back and forth on the paper.
Nanqiao always looked at him fixedly, and it was easy to lose his mind when he saw it.
You said why his eyebrows and eyes always hide so many emotions? He frowns slightly when thinking, but once the problem is solved, he immediately unfurls, as if the ice and snow on the top of the mountain are also melting at this moment.
He returned the pen and book to her, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"
Nanqiao shook his head, feeling very melancholy again.
She would rather that he wasn't so smart, and didn't solve the problems that stumped her so quickly, so that she could stay and see him for a while longer.
Then there was Xu Xiqiang, who transferred to another school.
Nanqiao didn't know why he had to transfer schools suddenly, and once suspected that it was because of Yi Jiayan, but when this matter was mentioned, Yi Jiayan just asked her suspiciously: "Xu Xiqiang? Which Xu Xiqiang?"
He doesn't even remember who Xu Xiqiang is!
Nanqiao laughed dryly, "It's nothing, and it's not an important person."
I am also very puzzled in my heart, so good, why did Xu Xiqiang suddenly transfer from the best high school in the city?
But for a person like Yi Jiayan, she has no reason to doubt it, and she will never doubt it.
***
When the college entrance examination was approaching, Nanqiao got his wish and entered the forefront of the grade.
She replaced Yi Jiayan and became the treasure that the class teacher talked about. The teachers in the office always looked at her lovingly, and often discussed in private whether she would perform well in the college entrance examination and successfully bring back the honor for Beigao.
What Yi Jia said is right, when you become the best, no matter how unsociable you are, people will surround you.
Nanqiao's popularity has improved, and many people humbly asked her questions. She always thought, if it was Yi Jiayan, how would he teach her how to solve the questions?
Then bit by bit, relying on memory, he became the second Yi Jiayan.
Nanqiao has vanity, but the greatest satisfaction lies not in the teacher's love, but in chasing his footsteps.
She may never be as powerful as him, but she has been working hard, trying to follow in his footsteps, hoping to get closer to him every day.
It's a pity that Yi Jiayan didn't go home often after his internship.
He majored in architectural engineering. Before he graduated, he signed with a top 20 company in the industry and became a young and promising architect.
He began to fly to various countries, sometimes to refer to foreign architectural styles, sometimes to attend industry conferences, sometimes to sign contracts, sometimes
In fact, most of the time, she didn't know where Yi Jiayan was or what she was busy with.
The day before the college entrance examination, she waited happily for him to come home, because her mother said that brother Jiayan would come back to cheer for her.
It's a pity that he didn't participate in the sumptuous dinner. Uncle Yi said helplessly: "He's still in Greece and didn't come back in time. The meeting has added some content temporarily, and it won't end until tomorrow afternoon."
Nanqiao couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart, but still said sensiblely: "It doesn't matter, work is the most important thing."
&The class teacher ran towards him desperately.
"Brother Jiayan!"
She yelled loudly, like a sparrow jumping from a branch, making a lot of noise.
How long have you not seen him?
Ten days, half a month, or one or two months?
Maybe not that long, but it seemed like years to her.
The first time Nanqiao ran towards him, Yi Jiayan saw her.
She had her ponytail in her ponytail, her little face was flushed, and her eyes were shining with the stars that can only be seen in the night sky. She ran towards him happily like a little sparrow.
He couldn't help but smile.
It's rare to see her so lively.
"How do you feel?" He helped her take the schoolbag.
"Not bad." She looked at him blushing, "You, why are you here?"
"I was late once, but I can't be late for the second time." Yi Jiayan smiled and blinked, and handed her the paper bag in his hand, "Graduation gift."
It was a very simple white paper bag, and the English label was a brand that Nanqiao had never seen before.
She took it carefully, opened it gently, and found a small and exquisite handmade crystal hairpin in the blue velvet box.
"I saw it in the small town of Santorini." He lowered his head and took the hairpin, trying to help her put it on. Seeing that Nanqiao subconsciously froze and wanted to move away, he pressed it firmly her shoulder, and said, "Don't move."
The South Bridge really didn't move.
But she was short of breath and stood there stiffly, all her senses were focused on Yi Jiayan's fingertips holding the hairpin.
He brushed her bangs together, and then
Then fixed them, let them hang tightly on her forehead, even if the wind blows, there will be nothing that will accidentally reveal her scars.
Nanqiao looked up at him in a daze, only to see that he smiled and said ignorantly: "I knew you would look good wearing it."
Raising his hand to look at his watch, he asked her, "Is it still Pizza Hut?"
But she looked at him without saying a word, guessing whether he knew or just pretended not to know.
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