They had never said that they liked each other or talked about their feelings. They just walked together as if they were telepathically connected. That was all.
For Ding Ning, perhaps she was the only clear harbor that could bring him some comfort in this fickle and materialistic society.
He admired her stubbornness, admired her self-love, admired her untainted nature, admired her purity.
Just like her name, her name was Bai Qinglian.
It was not a vulgar name, but it became even more extraordinary because of her character and ethereal temperament.
Only a few roommates in the dormitory knew about his relationship with Bai Qinglian. They once thought that they were lovers and sometimes teased them.
They never admitted it, but they also never denied it. The girl just lowered her head and pursed her lips into a smile. Her black and white eyes were full of unfathomable depth.
He thought that even if they could not become lovers, they would become each other's best friends.
But on the night before Bai Qinglian graduated in the fourth year of Ding Ning's university, he excitedly bought her a graduation gift. He wanted to wish her a smooth job after graduation, realize her dream in life, and change her fate. Everything changed.
At the school gate, he saw with his own eyes Bai Qinglian, who had untied her ponytail and let her hair down like clouds. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and holding a Hermes bag like a fairy, alighting from a luxury car. She even intimately kissed the face of an old man who was old enough to be her father.
Ding Ning had never been so angry. Although he did not think of Bai Qinglian as his girlfriend, he thought of her as a spiritual pillar and a faith to fight against the unfair fate.
But at that moment, his faith completely collapsed. It subverted all his understanding of Bai Qinglian's good qualities. He lost his mind and excitedly rushed forward to ask her why?
She had endured such a difficult four years of life. Why did she give up at the last moment and destroy her dream and life before graduation?
Bai Qinglian's flustered expression at that time made Ding Ning's heart fall into an icy valley. He angrily used the most vicious language to scold her, calling her a bitch, a whore, and selling herself for some stinky money.
At that time, he was as crazy as a cuckolded husband who caught his cheating wife and her adulterer in bed.
The old man's bearing was extraordinary. He sternly asked who he was and what right did he have to insult Qinglian.
Exasperated, Ding Ning punched him hard and knocked him to the ground, punching and kicking him like a storm.
Bai Qinglian screamed and threw herself at the old man to protect him. Like a madwoman, she scolded Ding Ning for being unreasonable and questioned him, "Who are you to me and what right do you have to hit me?"
Until now, Ding Ning had not forgotten the undisguised disdain and disdain in the old man's eyes after he stood up. "A poor student, what right do you have to stand here and be angry? Can you give Qinglian happiness? Can you afford to keep her? Can you give her a bright future? "
Before he could reply, the old man pointed at Bai Qinglian's bag, watch, and clothes and continued to attack him.
"Do you know how much this bag costs? Do you know how much this watch costs? Do you know how much the clothes on her body are worth? Let me tell you, even if I sell you, you won't be able to afford it. You arrogant little brat, do you really think your dreams can come true by saying a few big words? This society is far crueler than you think. When you have the right to talk to me as an equal, then you can stand in front of me and talk about your dreams. "
What chilled Ding Ning the most was that Bai Qinglian's face was pale and she bit her lip. Her eyes, once the purest in the world, revealed an indescribably complex expression. She stared at him without a word and allowed him to be lectured by the old man.
Disheartened, Ding Ning was completely disappointed. Desolately, he turned and left like a dog that had lost its home.
Now that he had calmed down, he did not understand why he had lost his composure. He simply thought that Bai Qinglian should not be the kind of girl who worshipped money.
The collapse of faith, the fall of morality, the blasphemy of holiness, the benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust that the Great Master spoke of were not reflected at all in the ivory tower of this institution of higher learning. Instead, it became a hunting ground for the sons of rich families who drove luxury cars, wore branded clothes, and played with flowers.
For a time, this made him doubt life, doubt himself, and doubt this sick society.
He was already prepared to welcome a storm of revenge, but in the end, the old man never appeared, and Bai Qinglian completely disappeared from his world.
Perhaps Bai Qinglian was using this method to repay him for the help he had once given her, and also to use this decisive method to sever the last strand of friendship between them.
Ding Ning was depressed for a long time, and Bai Qinglian's complicated gaze often appeared in his mind.
But he could not understand. Was it repentance? Was it guilt? Was it self-blame? Or was it disdain for his childishness and ignorance at the time?
Things changed with the passage of time. He no longer blamed her for not being able to persevere in the end, losing to this damn society, and surrendering to bullsh * t fate!
After all, she had lived too hard and tiring a life. It was really difficult for a girl who came from a poor mountain valley to survive in this materialistic, international metropolis.
She lived frugally and laboriously for four years, but so what? Could she guarantee a job with that diploma? Even if she found a job, would she be able to achieve meteoric success?
How many talented university graduates had great ambitions and wanted to show off their skills in society and stand out, but in the end, in the cruel reality, their edges were wiped away and they faded into the crowd.
Bai Qinglian was no exception. Her choice could not be said to be wrong. But what Ding Ning could not understand was that the happiness in his heart was, in the end, only an illusion, and disappeared in a flash.
Slowly, Ding Ning even forgot what she looked like. Only that pair of complicated eyes became his eternal memory, and also a knot in his heart that he could never untie.
Ding Ning did not know why he suddenly thought of Bai Qinglian at this time. Perhaps, it was because he also needed to face a choice that he would think of her.
The most difficult thing in life was to choose. Ding Ning was running away, running away from the choice.
Thinking back now, even though Ding Ning did not agree, he still admired Bai Qinglian's decisiveness. At least she dared to make a brave choice. No matter what the result was, it was the path she had chosen.
Thinking about his own life, Ding Ning suddenly felt that he was a good-for-nothing who was at ease with his circumstances and had no ambition. He was no different from a salted fish.
In the face of that old man's contemptuous face and such humiliation, he still had no desire to improve and muddled along.
He had clearly mastered all the courses in his second year, but he had never thought of applying to skip a year and graduate early.
He could have shown off his skills and made his first bucket of gold when he was still in school, and laid the foundation for achieving the goal his father had planned, but he would rather do odd jobs to barely make a living than to really do something in the past.
When he graduated, he clearly had the chance to continue his postgraduate studies, but because of Li Wensheng's revenge, he became resentful of the world and left in a huff with his graduation certificate, which made Professor Song, who had always been good to him, extremely disappointed.
He clearly had superpowers and extraordinary skills, and it was not difficult for him to make money, but he did nothing all day and did not even have the thought of making money. He only entangled in the relationship between a man and a woman, constantly running away, running away, and running away …
Ding Ning, you are a man. Put away your loftiness and unnecessary self-esteem. If you want others to respect you, you must first respect yourself.
Don't let your father down. Don't let your master down. Don't let the people you love and the people who love you down.
Ling Yun's matter had already sounded the alarm for him. Thinking about that Brother Junwei, didn't he just drive a luxury car, live in a mansion, and have a company?
Was it still a problem that could be solved with money? Ding Ning had a myriad of thoughts, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed a lot of choices.
Although he had always thought that money was a bastard and did not take money seriously at all, this was an idea formed by the subtle influence of the poor First Master in his bones.
In fact, in this cruel and realistic society, if you wanted to do something as you pleased, it would be difficult to do anything without the material foundation.
The difference between loftiness and poverty was only one word, but the meaning was very different. But in fact, the two could be equated.
Perhaps the thick and dark ideas of the Second Master Zhao Fugui, a profiteer, were more suitable to survive in this society.
If he had a family property of millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, or had a background and a backer, would Li Wensheng dare to easily bully him?
Would Chu Yunxiu still be so snobbish? Would Ling Yun still fall in love with someone else? Would that so-called Brother Junwei still be so smug?
Things that could be solved with money were not a problem at all. Moreover, making money was also a great dream.
As long as he had money, he could do what he wanted to do. Even if he became a famous doctor, without money, he could not achieve the goal of success and fame that his father had mentioned.
Only by gaining both fame and fortune, and having a social status that people could not ignore, could he be considered to have achieved success and fame.
At this moment, Ding Ning reflected on the painful experience and unexpectedly felt enlightened. His mood suddenly became cheerful.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "I'm sorry, Bai Qinglian, I was wrong. Thank you for making me understand. If I have a chance to do it all over again, I will not let you become that old man's canary again. I will keep you as my mistress."
Once a person got out of a dead end, many things that seemed very difficult to him would be easily solved.
Whether it was Ling Yun, Xiao Nuo, Shen Muqing, or the fox, it was not a problem. As long as he was willing, he could fall in love with anyone he wanted. Before marriage, he had absolute freedom.
This made him quite regretful that he had foolishly lost his temper and left Xiao Nuo behind. If he had known this earlier, he should have slept with her in one go. Anyway, sleeping with her did not necessarily mean marriage. Since she liked him and he liked her, then they could fall in love. Marriage was still a very distant thing.
If Shen Muqing also liked him, he might as well fall in love first. However, in view of her physical condition, such a strenuous exercise as rolling in the bed was not necessary.
But it was a pity to leave such a fresh cabbage to other men. Even if he could not eat it, he had to take advantage of her first.
At this moment, Ding Ning had a different degree of transformation from his soul to his thoughts. It seemed that he had become free in an instant, and there was a trace of wretchedness in his smile.
But he did not know that his somewhat extreme character made him jump from one extreme to the other, from elegance to vulgarity, from the First Master's poor and conservative pit to the Second Master's unrestrained and unrestrained pit.
They arrived at the Banwan Villa. This time, the security guard smoothly let them in. Sure enough, they looked down on people.
Ding Ning sighed with emotion and strengthened his belief. Make a lot of money, pick up beautiful women, drive a luxury car, live in a mansion, be a famous doctor, be successful and famous, marry a wife, haha!
Stopping at the door of the No. 16 villa, the melodious sound of the zither came, causing Ding Ning to be in a trance for a moment.
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