But time never stops for anyone.
Soon, the two returned to the ground.
Today's play was as happy as ever. Zhu Huayan was very satisfied with the temporary "playing company" and patted him on the shoulder:
"Cheche, you are very good."
Girls also have their own style of recognition.
Follow your heart completely, no matter what others think.
Jiang Weiche couldn't help but laugh. He didn't take into account the etiquette he had cultivated over the years, and smiled happily and contentedly.
Facing a girl who never concealed her emotions, Jiang Weiche felt more relaxed than ever before.
He even felt that he had never been happier than he was now.
The happy mood makes people's heads spin. Even if he returns to the empty villa without the warmth of family that he didn't like before, he still can't let go of the grin on his lips.
Jiang Zhiting put Zhu Huayan to sleep who was tired from playing. When he came down from upstairs, he saw his unsmiling son grinning with a worthless look on his face, and couldn't help but ask:
"Did you have fun today?"
Jiang Weiche suppressed his smile and nodded lightly.
Jiang Zhiting was not angry at his huge change in attitude. On the contrary, he was very pleased:
"You and Yanyan get along well? I thought you wouldn't like her. Now, seeing that you have a good relationship, I feel relieved."
"You should learn to take over the company in a few days. I am already so old, so I will definitely leave earlier than her. Yanyan has a bad temper and is prone to provoking people outside. She can't do it without someone to protect her."
When Zhu Huayan was mentioned, the cold and authoritarian man frowned, but his expression was relaxed and happy, looking troubled, worried and helpless.
"When I leave, you have to be her support and don't let her get hurt."
Jiang Zhiting's words shocked Jiang Weiche greatly and woke him up severely.
Jiang Weiche froze on the spot, not responding to his father's words. He fell into his own world, separated from others by a layer of veil, and could only hear what his father was still saying hazily.
"Yanyan has a bad temper, but she is very kind to the people she likes. Don't be deceived by her appearance. She is very gentle and caring."
…
"By the way, why am I telling you this now. I'm not even fifty years old. If I take good care of myself, it won't be a problem to live past eighty. I have to take good care of Yanyan."
…
The words are filled with the image of the girl, and the deep love is engraved into the bone marrow.
Jiang Weiche nodded stupidly, talked to the man who was talking perfunctorily, and went upstairs in despair.
Throwing himself heavily on the bed, Jiang Weiche covered his eyes with his hands and thought about what he had done these days in the dark.
What am I doing?
It’s about cutting off good feelings, seeing through the girl’s true colors, and cutting off any good feelings that shouldn’t be there.
Now I can see its true face clearly, and it does have many shortcomings.
But in his eyes, there are more advantages.
And Jiang Weiche felt that those shortcomings in the eyes of the world were not shortcomings, but cute embellishments, and they had a reason. In short, they were not her fault.
No matter what Zhu Huayan showed, good or bad, good or evil, he could find an explanation for her.
Even though she is always honest and doesn't need to hide herself.
It is actually he who needs explaining.
Only in this way can you comfort yourself from the heavy feeling of guilt and become more indulgent.
As the relationship continues to deepen, it becomes more and more difficult to let go.
Until now, I was hit hard in the head by my father's words.
He cannot deny the fact that he likes Zhu Huayan.
The actual identity difference and the relationship between her and her father forced him to stop the evil thoughts he had.
"Ah."
Jiang Weiche laughed self-deprecatingly, his voice filled with disappointment.
The next day, he went back to school without even saying goodbye. He looked cold and decisive, but in fact he was a defeated general who ran away in embarrassment.
"Why didn't you tell us when you returned to school? Yanyan didn't see you today, and she still asked you."
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Weiche's tone was calm, but his heart beat hard involuntarily.
"Really? What did she ask me?"
Jiang Zhiting didn't know his son's heart was surging, so he replied:
"What else can I ask? You guys have been having a good time in the past half month. She said she wanted to go shopping with you when she came here today."
"Then what?"
"Knowing that you were not here, she was still lost for a while. Fortunately, I sent a message to her friend and asked her to go shopping. Now she is going upstairs to change clothes and getting ready to go out."
"oh."
Jiang Weiche hung up the phone.
On the way to the teaching building, his eyebrows drooped and his eyes seemed to droop, making him look like an aggrieved puppy.
He finally made up his mind to forget this incorrect relationship.
Jiang Weiche considers himself not a kind and good person who can easily forgive any behavior that hurts him.
Therefore, despite his father's lack of identity for more than ten or twenty years, he could not develop any father-son affection for him.
Jiang Weiche could see that his father, who "walked through thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching his body", had genuine feelings for Yan Yan, and he was really moved by her.
It's true that the relationship between father and son is weak, but you can't take away the person he loves just because you have no feelings for him.
In addition, there is another reason that prevents him from taking actions that destroy people's feelings.
A voice in his heart told him: Even if he takes action, the chance of success is very slim.
Zhu Huayan loves to enjoy and dress up, but is devoted to relationships. Her eyes shine when she talks about Jiang Zhiting.
The relationship between her and her father was mutual, and it was not something he could get involved in if he wanted to.
Although Jiang Weiche had clearly made up his mind, for some reason he still thought of those happy days with Zhu Huayan from time to time, and couldn't help but fall into the sweet memories.
But soon, the decisions he made and the well-thought-out reasons would rush into his mind, reprimanding him loudly and painfully.
The joy and pain made him feel like he was placed in an ice cave and volcano. The alternating pain of hot and cold made him sleepless day and night.
Jiang Weiche had no choice but to immerse himself in the busy life of study and research.
If he doesn't have any free time, he won't think of the woman who unintentionally provoked his heart but ignored him, nor will he think of the sweet love between her and his father that made him heartbroken.
After getting busy, my insomnia has eased a lot.
He gets up at 5:30 every day. Except for the time for exercise, running, eating and washing, he spends the rest of the time stuck in the laboratory.
I went back to my apartment at nine o'clock in the evening, washed up and lay on the bed. I almost fell asleep as soon as I touched the bed because I was so tired.
I can still maintain eight hours of adequate sleep every day. Although I tighten my mind, it does not affect my health and does not make me feel haggard.
Everything seems to be back on track.
Until that day, it was no different from an ordinary day, but something happened that no one expected.
