Summer passes and autumn comes. In a blink of an eye, autumn turns to winter and spring comes again.
The rotation of the four seasons of the year seems to be a long one, passing day by day. When the end of the year comes, I look back and realize that it is actually very short.
Three years of spring and autumn are just a passing period for some people.
Jiangcheng has entered the hot summer again. Shen Jia Nian got up early and put on a yoga vest and sweatpants. He put on a loose short-sleeved shirt outside the vest and ran around the tree-lined road in the villa area twice. Sweat wetted the hair hanging down on his forehead and neck, and his fair and smooth cheeks glowed with a healthy blush.
When he was almost home, Shen Jianian slowed down his running speed, took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe his sweat, took off the wireless headphones from his ears, and put them into the headphone box.
When she opened the door, she smelled the aroma of vegetable porridge.
Zhou Ruo took out a pot of porridge from the kitchen and put it on the dining table. He turned around and was about to put the pan-fried food in the electric pan into the plate. He caught a glimpse of Shen Jia Nian coming back from the corner of his eye, and a smile appeared on his face: "Have you finished your run? Go quickly. Take a shower, breakfast is already prepared."
Shen Jianian nodded, smiled back, went upstairs to the room to take a shower, changed into fresh home clothes, and sat in front of the dressing table to apply skin care.
Looking at his face in the mirror, Shen Jia Nian paused in pouring the toner. He had seen this face many times, but it still felt strange.
Three years ago, she experienced a serious car accident. She suffered multiple fractures throughout her body and 70% of her appearance was damaged. For a long time, her face was covered with gauze and she could not see anyone.
In the dead of night, when no one was watching her, she hid in the bathroom and secretly lifted off the gauze to look in the mirror. She was so frightened by the horrific wounds on her face that she collapsed and cried.
Don't dare to cry loudly, lest you cause other people to worry.
She covered her mouth tightly, holding in her breath, crying silently, then wrapped the gauze back, pretended that nothing happened and came out of the bathroom, lay down on the hospital bed, unable to sleep.
It took her a year and a half to recover and she could walk normally, but she couldn't do any strenuous exercise.
During that year and a half, she gritted her teeth and carried out boring and painful reconstruction day after day, and she shed countless tears and sweat. Nowadays, she relies on regular exercise and there are no traces of injuries.
After her reconstruction was completed, Pei Che took her abroad and found the most powerful cosmetic surgeon for her. She underwent a total of six facial reconstruction surgeries. Her appearance gradually improved, but it was not the same as before.
Even if people who are familiar with her see her again, they probably won't be able to recognize her.
Sometimes, when Shen Jia Nian looks in the mirror, he wonders if he is the same Shen Jia Nian from before. His appearance is different and his memory is incomplete.
The toner poured into the palm of his hand dripped onto the dressing table. Shen Jia Nian came back to his senses, pulled out a paper towel and wiped the countertop clean, poured the toner into the palm of his hand again, rubbed it gently with both hands, and patted it on his face.
Shen Jianian went downstairs to the restaurant, and Zhou Ruo happened to put a plate of vinegar on the table.
"Did Ah Che say when you'll be back?" Zhou Ruo asked casually after Shen Jianian sat down.
Pei Che took a flight to Beicheng at around three o'clock yesterday afternoon. There was something urgent at the headquarters that he needed to deal with.
Shen Jianian drank the porridge and said, "He left in a hurry and didn't say when he would be back. I'll give him a call later."
After saying this, she immediately put down her spoon, grabbed the cell phone on the table and called Pei Che.
After the call was connected, Shen Jianian first cared about whether he had had breakfast, and then asked him when he would return to Jiangcheng.
Pei Che did not answer directly, but there was a gentleness in his voice: "Miss me?"
Shen Jianian suddenly fell into a trance, as if another voice sounded in her mind, covering up Pei Che's voice. She felt strange and rubbed her forehead with her fingers, blaming herself for having had weird dreams all night last night and not getting a good rest.
"Auntie asked me to ask." Shen Jianian said.
"Oh." Pei Che's tone did not hide his disappointment.
While Zhou Ruo went to the kitchen to get something, Shen Jianian raised his hand to cover his mouth and said softly: "Of course, I want to ask too."
Pei Che on the other side of the phone smiled instantly and answered honestly: "Tomorrow morning at the latest."
The two chatted for a while, and Shen Jianian hung up the phone and told Zhou Ruo.
Zhou Ruo felt relieved and asked, "You don't have to go to the orchestra today?"
"Rest at home in the morning and I have to go there in the afternoon." Shen Jianian took a bite of the fried bun dipped in vinegar and smiled sweetly, "I decided to help you clean up in the morning."
Zhou Ruo didn't go out to work. On weekdays, he drank tea with other ladies in the villa, learned flower arrangement, painting, and cooking, and cooked up some difficult but delicious dishes for Shen Jianian and Pei Che.
The villa is cleaned every Saturday.
The family invited an aunt, but after staying for less than a month, Zhou Ruo said there was no need, she could do it herself, and she could do all the cooking and cleaning.
Pei Che was afraid that she would be tired, but she said that when the two of them were away, she was bored at home alone and wanted to do something to pass the time.
Pei Che simply let her go and occasionally asked hourly workers to come to do house cleaning.
After breakfast, Shen Jianian pulled up all his long hair, put on a mask and gloves, and was responsible for cleaning the second floor. Zhou Ruo took care of the entire first floor.
Pushing open the study door, Shen Jianian wiped the desk with a rag.
She doesn't usually use the study room, Pei Che uses it, and she only comes here when she needs to find a book to read.
There was a computer and some unimportant information on the desk. Shen Jia Nian neatly coded the information and put it on the corner of the desk. She squatted down and wiped the dust on the drawer, then opened it. Inside were office stationery, printer ink cartridges, staplers, signature pens, etc. They were a little messy, so she rearranged them.
Opening the bottom drawer, Shen Jianian saw a transparent plastic bag and took it out.
There is a thin chain in the bag. It is hard to tell whether it is a bracelet or a necklace. It is embellished with an exquisite small lock pendant and a piece of fine jade. It is transparent and shiny, carved into a sleeping lion, hanging on a black On the braided rope, the length of the rope should be the handle piece.
Whether it was before or now, Shen Jia Nian had never seen Pei Che play with handles.
She sat on the floor and adhered to the principle of asking if she had any questions. She took a photo with her mobile phone and sent it to Pei Che via WeChat: "I was tidying up the study and found these two things in the bottom drawer on the left side of the desk. ,Is this yours?"
Pei Che always responded to her messages instantly. This time, she saw "The other party is typing" flashing at the top of the screen, but no message was sent.
After a while, Pei Che chose to tell the truth: "It's your thing. When you had a car accident, the doctor who performed the surgery took it from your body and gave it to me. Later, I put it away and forgot to give it to you." .”
Shen Jianian was lost in thought about these two things, and she had no memory.
Pei Che guessed what she was thinking and sent another message: "Maybe you bought it yourself, I don't remember."
Shen Jia Nian accepted this statement and took out something from the plastic bag. The thin golden chain was a bracelet. She tried to put it on. It was just the right size for her wrist. It seemed to be custom-made. It seemed that it was indeed hers.
She took out the handle piece again, and it felt cool to the touch. It was tainted with her body temperature within a short time of holding it in her hand. Her fingers rubbed the lion's back, and the image that flashed through her mind was of a slender hand playing with the jade.
Shen Jianian sat blankly for a while, and the strange feeling disappeared.
She sent a message asking Pei Che: "Can I take it?"
Pei Che replied to her: "It belongs to you, you can do with it as you wish."
Shen Jia Nian pursed her lips. She didn't know why, but she fell in love with this jade at first sight. Maybe she bought it back out of love.
*
Two or three o'clock in the afternoon is the hottest time of the day.
Shen Jianian put on a white dress with spaghetti straps and a sky blue long-sleeved shirt. The shirt was open and the sleeves were rolled up to her elbows. She left the villa with the cello on her back.
She called a car on her phone and headed to the studio where the band was staying.
Outside the car window is the blazing sunshine, and under the sun are the high-rise buildings in Jiangcheng.
After coming here for almost three years, Shen Jianian didn't have much sense of belonging to this city.
When she was about to return to China after undergoing cosmetic surgery abroad, Pei Che suggested to her that she might as well settle in Jiangcheng. She was worried that the company at home would not be taken care of. Pei Che was silent for a moment and told her that during the period when her parents passed away and she was recuperating, the company could no longer operate and had gone bankrupt, and the relevant procedures had been completed.
For Shen Jia Nian, everything that happened in the past can be described as "things are different and people are different".
When he arrived at the studio, Shen Jianian randomly picked an empty rehearsal room, took off his shirt and put it on the back of the chair, took out the cello from the case, and started practicing the music to be rehearsed next.
She held the bow in hand and was immersed in the melodious music. She didn't notice a middle-aged man standing outside the glass window with his hands behind his back. He stared at her profile for a long time without rushing in to disturb her.
At this time, the band's manager Yan Hong came over and was about to say hello to the man, but the man raised his palm to stop him.
Yan Hong remained silent and followed his gaze into the rehearsal room.
Shen Jianian was the cellist she fell in love with at first sight, and it took a lot of talking before she agreed to join the orchestra.
She is the same as the beloved disciple of the world-class cellist Yan Qiusheng. She has superb piano skills. Even her name is exactly the same. It is difficult not to connect them.
But they look different, it's probably just a coincidence that they have the same name.
Back then, Shen Jianian performed publicly for the first time in the variety show "Shining Starlight" and stunned the audience as soon as she appeared. Both her beauty and piano skills were amazing. The ratings of the first episode broke the platform record, and no other program has surpassed it since then.
The Shen Jia Nian in front of her has a kind of brilliance and restrained beauty.
The handheld item is a token, a token... [Did I spoil it again? This is not good, it’s really not good. I reflect on it.
(End of chapter)
