Chapter 31： But it is the most important person.

After Jiang Ning returned home, Jiang Fan heard the movement and immediately poked his head out of the room and exaggerated: "Sister, what kind of rich friend did you make! Someone delivered this in the afternoon."

Jiang Fan always exaggerated, Jiang Ning had no intention of joking with him, put down his schoolbag, frowned and said, "What?"

"Well, come here, I can't help but take it into my room and study it." Jiang Ning went back to the room. Jiang Ning heard the sound of pulling the zipper. While dismantling something, he said in an enviable tone: "By the way, a few friends and I have also made an appointment to climb the snow-capped mountains next month. You can give it to me if you don't need it then."

"Climbing the Snow Mountain?" Jiang Ning was stunned, thinking of something, and immediately went up to the second floor.

Jiang Fan, the little bastard, has taken down the things she gave her.

In his room was spread a large half-person-height package, with a set of women's hiking clothing, hiking boots, helmets, protective glasses, etc., as well as some professional hygrometers, altimeters and oxygen equipment.

Among them, the oxygen equipment had been dismantled to pieces by Jiang Fan, and the parts were lying miserably on the ground.

Jiang Fan squatted on the ground and said excitedly: "I just checked it. It is a foreign brand. No one has ever seen the Hutong area. I dare to pack a ticket. Even Xu Mingyi has never heard of it. Sister, my question just now. You haven't answered me yet, when I'm going out to play with the people in my class, can you lend me two days to pretend to be a force-women's jacket?"

Jiang Ning was so angry that he couldn't beat Jiang Fan and waited to roll up his sleeves and beat Jiang Fan: "You know it's for me, would you give me some tricks?"

"Don't be stingy." Jiang Fan said: "I just study the internal structure and put it back for you as it is later."

As he spoke, he quickly became dumbfounded: "I just put a big screw here."

Jiang Ning: "..."

Jiang Ning threw the other things to Jiang Fan. She silently picked up the jacket and hiking boots and carried them back to her room.

It was delivered by Yan Yixie.

Jiang Ning hugged the jacket and looked down at the lonely suit. He felt like he was pinched by a hand, and he couldn't tell where it hurts. In short, he was so sad that he couldn't heal it.

She couldn't imagine how the teenager sent these things, hoping that she would be happy.

He was really a contradictory person. He let Yan Dahang approach him. He didn't say anything when he knew it. He let him stop and help the two people. He still let the butler get out of the car. He did all the soft things. But the words spoken are always thorny.

Jiang Ning is more distressed than angry.

Jiang Ning sometimes couldn't imagine how Yan Yixie in his previous life survived those years without seeing the sun when he didn't have himself.

The boy should have been the pride of the sky. All the resources of the Yan family were handed over. He should have healthy legs, run and jump, and be free to perform all exciting projects, skiing, climbing, and even parachuting. He shouldn't have to face the disinfection water and walls of the hospital, suffering and despair in the day-to-day suffering...

In that long life, the extremely heavy loneliness, at every moment of death, let him form a self-enclosed cocoon, erect a thorn that repels all people from approaching.

Fortunately, I came back by myself.

But what should I do in order to rewrite the tragic fate that has happened, and to pull him out of the quagmire completely.

Jiang Ning sometimes fears that he can't do it.

The teenager can accept her, but he can't accept the world.

Yan Yixie was silent all the way on the way the car drove back. He pressed his lips tightly and his handsome face was a little pale. The butler glanced at him in the rearview mirror and found that he had been staring at the kite next to him.

However, there is probably no way to fly a kite today.

Autumn will soon pass, and when autumn has passed and winter has arrived, this kite will have to be put away completely.

The butler couldn't help saying: "Master, you sometimes speak too aggressively, so you can clearly speak well, such as this kind of thing—"

The housekeeper coughed, cleared his throat, held the steering wheel, and looked straight ahead and said: "Little Jiangning, I don't want you to help others. I don't want your attention to be too much on others. Although very selfish, you remember I’m not happy to live in other people’s names at all. If only you and me are left in the world."

"..." Yan Yixie's face turned black: "Housekeeper Zhou, have you watched too many soap operas? Is my face very big? Can I write so many characters?"

"Don't you think so in your heart?"

"Don't speculate wildly." Yan Yixie said coldly: "I don't know how my mother-in-law thinks so much."

The housekeeper had something else to say, but the young man's eyebrows were dark and he put on his headphones.

The housekeeper had to shut his mouth.

Yan Yixie was a little upset and looked out of the car window. The car was getting farther and farther away from the alley. There were fallen leaves on the ground. For a moment, Yan Yixie almost wanted to rush back to apologize-he didn't mean it, he I don't know why I suddenly fainted and said something like that.

At the beginning, he excluded Jiang Ning and desperately tried to push Jiang Ning away, only to have a bad attitude towards Jiang Ning.

But this is not what he has in mind now.

He didn't know when it started, and didn't want Jiang Ning to leave at all.

He didn't intentionally make Jiang Ning uncomfortable.

But how does he get to Jiang Ning's house? Should he go in a wheelchair? If he sees Jiang Ning's family, what will he say? Is he Jiang Ning's disabled classmate?

What would Jiang Ning's mother think of him? In short, I would not like him as much as I like Xu Mingyi.

Forget it.

Yan Yixie closed his eyes, the complex emotions on his face flashed away fiercely, maybe he could wait until he went to school the next day.

After returning to the villa, the butler parked the car and put away the kite silently.

Yan Yixie had no appetite for dinner, and after a few bites, he put down the tableware and chopsticks.

Seeing that the young master had been playing with the phone, the housekeeper turned on the screen of the phone, opened the text message page, and turned off the phone blankly. This was repeated more than a dozen times, and finally he almost made his own hair.

The butler finally couldn't help saying: "If you want to call, just call."

"When did I want to call?" Yan Yixie was furious like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

The housekeeper sighed, "Then give me the phone so that I can avoid receiving Jiang Ning's call."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Yan Yixie held the phone tightly and returned to the room with a frosty face.

After a while, the butler knocked on the door and said, "Master, have you seen Jiang Ning playing with her former friend recently?"

There was no movement in the room.

Yan Yixie knew that Jiang Ning had a tablemate who was playing very well before he changed classes, but he couldn't remember her name. In fact, he had never cared about anyone else's name except Jiang Ning's name.

"It's called Lan Zhenzhen." The housekeeper said to himself: "Recently, I saw that Jiang Ning has had less contact with her. I drove to pick you up at the end of school in the first half of the month, and I can still see Lan Zhenzhen and Jiang Ning. Come downstairs together, you should also have the impression that the little girl who took Jiang Ning at school and walked behind you to talk. But for half a month, she has almost stopped showing up. According to her and Jiang Ning’s personalities , There shouldn’t be any contradiction, maybe it’s just because of the change of classes, the time is not coordinated, so the two children are drifting away."

"What are you trying to say?" Yan Yi thanked Shen Shen.

The housekeeper sometimes feels pity for the child Yan Yixie. Although the young master is indeed too precocious and can bear the pain that many people can't bear, he is still a teenager and needs a playmate and someone to speak.

But there were many truths, but no one taught him.

Parents who were supposed to teach him and accompany him, but treated him as a tricky baggage, and dropped here.

"What I mean is that even if there is no conflict, the two people will gradually drift away due to growth, separation, time and energy." The butler had to act as the elder and said, "Not to mention it. Quarrel? Don’t think that it’s just a short quarrel. Many times a quarrel is not repaired in time, which may bring upside-down barriers."

Yan Yixie didn't want to lose Jiang Ning.

He didn't want to lose her.

Lan Zhenzhen can leave Jiang Ning, but he can't.

Because he only has Jiang Ning.

The door of the room suddenly opened.

The teenager pushed out the wheelchair, eyes drooping: "I want to go out."

You can learn if you have not learned to bow your head, and you can learn if you have not apologized.

The mood of the teenager is completely different from the last time. The last night he had a fever, he could drive Jiang Ning away with a cold face, but this time, there was only one thought in his mind. What if Jiang Ning really did not come again, as the housekeeper said?

Yan Yixie arrived outside Jiang Ning's house, it was already dark.

The housekeeper's car couldn't get into the alley, so he could only stop outside. The boy bought two boxes of egg tarts and pushed his wheelchair to the outside of Jiang Ning's yard by himself.

The surrounding area was very quiet, a locust tree stretched out from the courtyard, and tiny flying insects flickered under the street lamp of the red brick wall eaves.

Yan Yixie picked up a small rock and raised his head to hit the window of Jiang Ning's room, but no one came out for a long time.

He was a little embarrassed, and his cold handsome face was a little pale.

Would she not want to see him anymore?

Yan Yixie took out the phone and dialed the only phone number in the address book.

Fortunately, the phone was picked up soon.

Yan Yixie pursed her lips, and said with a dumb voice: "I'm outside your house. Jiang Ning, what happened in the afternoon..."

"sorry."

Obviously a little surprised on the phone. Jiang Ning heard the teenager actively apologize, and her heart was sour involuntarily. She whispered, "What should I do, but I'm not at home."

Yan Yixie's heart fell straight down.

Is she really not at home or--

In the next second, while listening to the phone, Jiang Ning said, "I happened to go to your house and I am outside the fence. Come back and open the door for me."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Speaking, Jiang Ning bent his finger and knocked on the carved iron fence.

There was a crisp sound on the phone.

Yan Yixie breathed for a while, and was speechless for a while: "I thought..."

Jiang Ning said briskly: "Idiot, do you think I am going to break up with you after I get angry?"

Although he refused to admit it, at that moment, Yan Yixie almost thought that things had reached this point. The boy hardened his mouth again: "Nothing."

"You come back soon," Jiang Ning said again, "I came to you in the middle of the night and I have something to show you."

"I'll go back now." The young man was relieved, his voice still dumb, but his eyes were brighter.

"I'll wait for you." Jiang Ning said, hearing the voice of the wheelchair hurried out of the alley, she said again, "Also, when the butler persuaded you to call me, I heard what he said to you—"

The boy's handsome face flushed red for a moment: "You guys--"

"But what he said is wrong." Jiang Ning interrupted him: "To me, you are different from Lan Zhenzhen."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Jiang Ning: "I have been friends with her for a while, but because we are not in the same class, sooner or later we will get separated. But you are a more important person to me. Even if we are separated, conflicted, and grown up, we still I won’t lose each other. Is that okay?"

In the dark, in the alley where Xuxu was hung with a street lamp, Yan Yixie looked at the light under his feet, her dark eyelashes trembled.

There was no sound from the phone for a long time, only the sound of Shaoyoung's breathing.

Jiang Ning asked again with uncertainty: "Can you?"

"certainly."

Yan Yixie took a breath and replied in a low voice.

In the dark night that no one saw, his eyes were bright, like dead trees in spring.