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- Chapter Seventeen
"Someone is calling?" Yi Jiayan came out of the bathroom, his hair was wet, and his young and elegant face had a healthy rosy glow.
He rubbed his hair with the towel on his shoulders, opened the stool and sat at the desk, opened his notebook, and began to check the next day's meeting progress.
A young woman sat cross-legged on the sofa beside her, looking at him with her chin admiringly.
"Mr. Rogge asked me to have dinner with me tomorrow night. If you are free, come with me." Yi Jiayan looked at her sideways.
"Did you kindly invite me to accompany you to attend, or is it just because you don't have a female companion, so you use me as a head?" Lu Ya slightly rolled her eyes.
"Theoretically speaking, it's the latter." Yi Jiayan smiled, but stood up calmly and walked in front of her, "But from an emotional point of view, I sincerely invite you to have dinner with me. How about it?" , do you want to accompany me?"
With a faint smile on his lips, he nodded slightly and stretched out a hand towards her.
Even though Lu Yawei was used to his gentlemanly demeanor and knew that he didn't mean to be charming at all, but seeing this man bowing his head and smiling at her, his eyes quietly waiting for her answer, there was still a burst of inexplicable joy in his heart.
She snorted out of her nose, and slapped him hard on the hand: "Stop putting on airs, you won't be rich and handsome, don't play idol dramas for me!"
Yi Jiayan laughed twice, and touched his face: "Miscalculation, miscalculation. Nanqiao always told me that I was the most beautiful person she had ever seen, which made me believe it, and regarded myself as rich and handsome."
"She's your sister, who can't you help me?" Lu Ya snorted slightly, "Just like you, you talk about Nanqiao Nanqiao all day long, and you don't forget to buy chocolates for her when you pass by Godiva, my lord. One of us even went to the jewelry store one by one to pick out hand-issued cards I don¡¯t even bother to talk about you, you are an out-and-out sister-in-law!"
There was a gentle smile in Yi Jiayan's eyes, thinking of Nanqiao, that soft and shy sister, he couldn't help but love her more.
"What about sister control? As long as it makes her happy, I'm willing to do whatever you ask me to do."
"Hey, let me ask you, she is not your biological sister, nor is she related by blood, why do you like her so much?" Lu Yawei suddenly thought of something, and looked up at him curiously.
Why do you like her so much?
This question also stumped Yi Jiayan.
Think about it, in fact, before Nanqiao came to Beishi with his mother, Yi Jiayan was already very familiar with her.
After Nanqiao's mother married Yi Chongyang, she lived a happy life. Yi Jiayan follows his father's temperament, attaches great importance to family and family, and is a bit precocious, so he doesn't have the so-called hostility towards this stepmother.
Aunt Huang is gentle and virtuous, making up for the too rigid atmosphere caused by the two men in this family who are not good at words. Yi Jiayan quickly accepted her and liked her from the bottom of his heart.
It was only later that he discovered that Aunt Huang was often in a daze alone in the study. Once he went to the study to ask her to eat, and found that her eyes were red, she wiped her eyes in a panic, and walked out with a forced smile.
Later, he went to the study to look for books, and accidentally found a photo in the cabinet.
In the photo is a six or seven-year-old girl, combing two small whips, smiling shyly at the camera, her hands nervously tugging on the floral skirt on her body, and her two small canine teeth are accidentally exposed.
Yi Jiayan remembered that his father had mentioned that Aunt Huang had a daughter who lived in Wuzhen with her ex-husband.
The little girl in the photo is somewhat similar to Aunt Huang, with shyness and gentleness hidden in her big dark eyes, looking at you timidly.
He came to a conclusion almost immediately - this is probably the South Bridge.
Later, when she subconsciously asked Aunt Huang about the photos, Aunt Huang nodded and said, "That's my daughter, Nanqiao."
When mentioning Nanqiao, she was obviously not a talkative person, but she couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Nanqiao liked dancing very much when she was a child. Every time she took her out and saw a song playing in the store, she would run to the mirror and dance, making everyone laugh."
"She is afraid of strangers. She took her to visit many times during the Spring Festival and asked her to call out. She always hid behind me and grabbed my leg without saying a word. She refused to come out no matter how hard she yelled. It was hard to pull her out. She bowed her head reluctantly and pouted, which made me both annoyed and funny."
"Nanqiao is very sensible. When she was five years old, I was sick and couldn't get up in bed. She cried and went to the kitchen to cook for me. Although she didn't know how to do it at all, she just followed my usual routine.For a long time, she kept calling her mother.
"Mom, is it delicious?"
"Mom, I want that."
"Mom, you seem to be a little thinner than last year."
"Mom, mom, can I go over there to play?"
In just three days, she seemed to want to call out all the mothers she had missed for more than ten years at once.
And on the day she left, she cried like rain, holding her mother in her arms and refusing to let go, and the way she was sobbing made her heart ache.
Yi Jiayan stood far under the plane tree waiting for Huang Yulan, watching the mother and daughter cry together.
Huang Yulan choked up and comforted her daughter: "Mom will come back to see you in two months. Be good, study hard and take care of yourself, okay?"
"I don't, I don't!" Nanqiao cried like a child who couldn't get candy, "I don't want you to go, Mom, why don't you go?"
She said: "I will be very good, I will study hard, I will always take the first place, and I will cook for my father every day. Mom, why don't you go?"
Those cries followed one after another, as if to turn all the grief and reluctance in the chest into the power of words to retain the mother.
Yi Jiayan stood there motionless and looked at her, but suddenly wanted to give her a hug.
It was a little girl who lost her mother. Her father didn't love her, but she had to take care of her father at a young age.
She longs to be loved and family affection, but she doesn't know how to express it, and she is not good at words, so she always looks at everything she wants with such eager eyes, but she just looks at it like that without saying a word.
Because it's useless to say anything, because no one cares what she wants, because she can't get it anyway.
Later, three months later, when he learned from Aunt Huang that Nanqiao's forehead was injured and a scar appeared, he didn't know what force drove him, so he drove to Wuzhen alone.
After a day and a half of driving, he drove tirelessly.
Until he arrived in Wuzhen, he drove to the gate of the old house, still under the sycamore tree.
But it was at this moment that he realized that he was ridiculous, because she didn't know him at all, and didn't know his existence. What position did he have to visit her?
He couldn't even speak a word to her.
For two whole days, he stayed in Wu Zhen with nothing to do, watching her from afar.
She went to school, with a Band-Aid on her forehead, she lowered her head and tugged at the strap of her schoolbag, without speaking.
Beside her is a girl with a cropped cut. She is careless and always loves to joke with her, but she laughs harder than anyone else.
Her eyes would always stay for a moment in the window of the bakery on the side of the road, revealing that longing look, and then ride on without saying a word.
Two days later, Yi Jiayan's lie expired - he told his father that he and his classmates were going to Linshi to participate in a science and technology innovation activity, but ended up skipping the project and came to Wuzhen.
On the day before he left, he walked into the bakery that Nanqiao looked back frequently, and bought a fresh milk cake that was exactly the same as the model in the window. on the steps.
He has been hiding in the car, saw her coming back from school, saw her suddenly stop at the door of the house, saw her bend down in disbelief to pick up the box, and then looked at the long-awaited cake in surprise.
She looked around, as if looking for who gave her this surprise.
Even though the car windows were covered with film, and it was impossible to see in from the outside, Yi Jiayan couldn't help shrinking his neck.
It's ridiculous, she can't see him, why is he hiding?
He couldn't help laughing at himself, but the smile on his lips didn't seem to be all because of this, but because of the joy in the corners of the little girl's brows and eyes.
Memories are like a gust of wind, always unable to stop.
It wasn't until Lu Yawei called him several times that he finally realized that he had been distracted for so long.
"Hey, what are you thinking, so preoccupied?" Lu Yawei said dissatisfied.
"It's very late, you should go back to sleep." Yi Jiayan withdrew his mind and started to chase people away.
"Hey, hey, why are you so rude to a girl? I didn't say go, how could you ask me to go?"
"Okay, Yawei, go back to your room and rest." Yi Jiayan rubbed his eyebrows, "I'm tired."
Although Lu Yawei was still plausible, she got up obediently and left.
Although she didn't say anything, she knew that Yi Jiayan must have thought of Nanqiao again.
Nanqiao, Nanqiao, what kind of girl is that? It made him miss it so much.
She snorted twice, thinking, one day she will let Yi Jiayan hold her in the same way!
? If you like the best you in the world, please bookmark: The best you in the world is updated the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)p; Nanqiao, Nanqiao, what kind of girl is that? It made him miss it so much.
She snorted twice, thinking, one day she will let Yi Jiayan hold her in the same way!
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