C1 You're Still Young but There Are Some Things You Shouldn't Worry about

It had rained in the evening, and there was still water on the road. When Jiang Wenshu came out of the mall, he received a call from Yu An asking where she was.

She stepped on the water in the puddle, looked at the dirty rain and the red nail polish on her toes, and said, "I'm home."

There was a moment of silence. "I'm at your house."

"Oh." There was no sign of panic on her face as she changed her words, "I'm at Chen Mo's house …"

After a pause, he continued, "I'm not going back tonight."

"Give me the address and I'll pick you up."

Jiang Wenshu clenched his teeth and sniffed. He raised his head and swallowed his tears. "No need. I'll go see my sister tomorrow. This way, let's get closer."

Silence again …

After a while, the man sighed. The sound of a lighter and his low voice sounded again. "Then you have to be careful by yourself."

She agreed and hung up the phone to send a message to Chen Mo.

It only had five words: Let's part ways.

She waited for three buses at the bus stop, but there was no reply. She took out her phone and added the number of "Darling Chen Mo" to the blacklist.

It had just rained and was getting cold. She stopped the bus and found a random hotel. She bought a few bottles of beer at the supermarket and went upstairs. It was as if she was in a dream.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, he received a text message. It was from Yu An: You are still young, there are some things that are not urgent.

After a while, another message came in: Learn to protect yourself.

She smiled and turned back. I'm not young anymore.

It was not hard to imagine how he would put it with a frown. Jiang Wenshu opened a can of beer and gulped down two mouthfuls of it. He sighed and reached out his hand to touch it. His face was wet.

When Chen Mo kissed a woman … When I left the hotel, she actually didn't have much of a feeling, she was angry, right? A little, how could she be indifferent after getting cuckolded, but then she felt relieved after thinking about it. Originally, she didn't have any deep feelings for him, so she divided it between them.

Drinking a full five cans of beer, she dreamt of dawn all night.

The next day, she bought a handful of chrysanthemums from the flower room below the hotel and took the 23rd bus to the mausoleum garden. It was a sunny day and someone had already arrived before her.

The man was very tall, 1.9 meters, perhaps more, in shirt and trousers, with a precise view of his back. Jiang Wangshu placed the white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, turned around, and caught a glimpse of the delicate collarbone under his open collar.

Two handfuls of chrysanthemums, two people, both silent.

From time to time, people would walk past them, crying. Surprised by their calmness, they would turn back again and again, their crying gradually fading with the sound of footsteps.

He lit a cigarette and asked her, "How did you get here?"

Jiang Wang said, "It was Chen Mo who sent me here."

"Where is he?"

"I let him go."

Fu Yu An sighed and asked again, "Are you going back to school today?"

"Yes." She waved a hand, frowning as she reminded him, "Sister doesn't like you to smoke."

"I know." He took another drag and walked over to put out the cigarette in the trash can. He said to her, "I'm on my way. I'll take you back."

Jiang Wangshu wiped the photo of his sister on the tombstone and imitated the smile on the person's face. "Brother-in-law, do you think I look like my sister?"

Fu Yu An shook his head, "It doesn't look like it at all. "Let's go, I'll send you back."

She sighed in disappointment and trotted to keep up with him. "Why are you still alone? "Do you intend to live for a lifetime?"

In Jiang Wenshu's heart, Fu Yuan was the most infatuated person in the world.

Not long after he had left for Eastwood City with Jiang Wanyu, an accident happened to her. At that time, her family was in a tight spot and all the medical expenses were due to her.

He stood silently at the door of the operating room until the doctor came out, shook his head, and said that there was nothing he could do.

Her mother was crying so much that she fainted. She stood beside him, at a loss of what to do; her eyes were filled with despair and fear. There was no pillar in the house.

Fu Yu An rubbed the top of her head and comforted her that she would recover. With reddened eyes, he discussed with the doctor all possible treatments. It was a pity that Jiang Huoyu's injuries were too severe, and his condition had already worsened by the time they were delivered over.

Advanced medical technology might help her get a healthy heart, but it couldn't help her get a healthy head.

Jiang Wenshu cried himself to death in the corridor of the hospital. When he looked up towards the evening, he realized that he had lost Yu An.

The person who had held her hand and given her the courage to stand had disappeared!

She panicked. Her mother had fainted, but she didn't know when she would wake up. If she was left alone, how would she deal with the rest of the matters?

She cried as she searched, and finally found him in the stairwell, smoking and crying.

It was the first time she had seen him cry.

The scenery outside the car window shifted and changed, and scenes flashed through her mind like silent movies until the car stopped in front of her school and she was told to get out. It was like she had gone through a cycle of rebirth, suddenly coming to her senses and unbuckling her seatbelt to say goodbye to him.

When Ling Ling saw the familiar car, he knew it was for Jiang Wenshu. Jumping over, he wrapped his arms around Jiang Wenshu's neck and greeted Fu Yuan, "Big brother, you're here to send me back the ginger."