Jiujiu looked straight into Yang Ran's eyes and asked.
Jiujiu's eyes were too clear. Yang Ran saw his shadow in Jiujiu's eyes.
But more than that, he saw the guilty look in Jiujiu's eyes. The way he spoke was perfunctory, and it was too obvious that he was being perfunctory. It was so obvious that it could be seen clearly at a glance.
Jiujiu was so smart. How could she not guess what he was thinking?
But because he knew that Jiujiu could guess, Yang Ran turned his head away in embarrassment, not daring to look at Jiujiu. He didn't dare to say anything else, because he knew that no matter what he said, the smart Jiujiu could guess between the lines, except for the truth.
Yang Ran lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I have my reasons. But I can't take you there now …"
"I know." The corners of Jiujiu's mouth curled up into a smile, but her eyes were so sad. She stared fixedly at Yang Ran. Her eyes were extremely black, like a black glass bead embedded in her eye sockets. She stared at Yang Ran without moving. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. The arc was forced and full of reluctance, but in the end, she did not say anything. She just stared fixedly at Yang Ran.
After a moment, Jiujiu lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Since you don't want to, then forget it."
Jiujiu bit her lip. She looked deeply at Yang Ran and got up to leave.
Jiujiu's back was thin and lonely. She walked in the crowd helplessly. Yang Ran wanted to reach out and grab Jiujiu's arm. He wanted to tell Jiujiu that he didn't dislike her or didn't believe her. It was just that …
It was just that he couldn't tell Jiujiu the reason. What should he say?
Should he say that it was because the woman like you in my previous life hurt me?
The previous life and the present life were as illusory as a dream. Who would believe it if he said it?
Yang Ran laughed at herself. She looked at the dishes that Jiujiu liked to eat, but she had no appetite at all.
When Yang Ran came out of the restaurant, she could no longer see Jiujiu's figure. Even the road had been covered by white snow. There was no trace of someone stepping on it. Yang Ran's mouth curled up slightly. She smiled, but quickly lowered her mouth.
His expression gradually became desolate and lonely.
Jiujiu returned home and locked herself in the bedroom. She opened the window and stared blankly at the heavy snow outside.
When Yang Ran told Jiujiu that the two of them would get married after graduation, Jiujiu felt a little strange. After that, although Yang Ran looked at her with love in his eyes, there seemed to be a knot in his heart. He would subconsciously avoid her. Whenever she talked about the future, Yang Ran would always change the topic. He seemed to be afraid of something?
Jiujiu could guess that Yang Ran was probably afraid of being hurt by Yan Qing. That was why he would avoid her when she talked about the future. But …
The person who hurt Yang Ran back then was Yan Qing, not her. It was unfair for Yang Ran to treat her like this. It was not fair at all.
Jiujiu did not want to be treated so unfairly. She knew that if she continued to let Yang Ran go on like this, even if Yang Ran married her, as long as Yan Qing was hurt, Yang Ran would not be able to love her wholeheartedly. Without destruction, there would be no construction. That was why Jiujiu told Yang Ran at this time today. She wanted him to face this problem directly.
Continue to hold grudges in his heart, or face the grudges and love her wholeheartedly. Or lose her forever because of Yan Qing.
Jiujiu placed this choice in front of Yang Ran, asking him to face it directly.
In the following days, Jiujiu did not take the initiative to contact Yang Ran, and Yang Ran seemed to have disappeared.
This new year was neither salty nor bland. Father Yan and Mother Yan seemed to have noticed the change in Jiujiu and Yang Ran's relationship, but they chose not to say it.
In Mother Yan's heart, her daughter was the best. Besides, Jiujiu was young and beautiful. Moreover, she was a famous university student. As long as she was willing, there would be many people who wanted to be with her in the future. What was an old university teacher with a bad temper?
As for Father Yan, he was even more open-minded. Before he married Mother Yan, he had dated a few people. In life, you have to go through a few people before you know what you really want.
Although Father Yan and Mother Yan thought a lot, they did not ask Jiujiu about Yang Ran.
Soon, it was time for school to start.
Jiujiu was from the city, so she was the first to arrive in the dormitory. She cleaned the entire dormitory. Just as Jiujiu was mopping the floor, Li Xiaoyang arrived.
Seeing the clean and bright dormitory, Li Xiaoyang rushed over and gave Jiujiu a big hug before he could put down his luggage. He kissed Jiujiu hard on the cheek. "Did you miss me?"
"I missed you so much." Jiujiu smiled and patted Li Xiaoyang's back. She looked at the luggage she had casually thrown at the door and said with a smile, "Hurry up and pack. Oh right, when will Han Mo 'er arrive?"
"In the afternoon. She said she brought us specialties." Speaking of specialties, Li Xiaoyang almost subconsciously swallowed his saliva. Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled at his greedy look.
Pulling the luggage back from outside, Li Xiaoyang opened it and took out three small bags. There were two copies of each bag. He gave Jiujiu two bags and placed the other bag on Han Mo 'er's table.
"We don't have any specialties, just tea leaves. I'll give you one bag and give the other to your old man. Tell him to show mercy to me in the future."
Li Xiaoyang said casually. After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Jiu Jiu's response. He turned his head to look at Jiu Jiu, but he did not expect to see Jiu Jiu's lonely face.
Li Xiaoyang was stunned. His heart skipped a beat and he asked tentatively, "Are you and Teacher Yang okay?"
Jiujiu smiled bitterly. "We're fine. What can happen to us?"
Although she said she was fine, Jiujiu's expression did not look like she was fine, which made Li Xiaoyang even more worried.
Li Xiaoyang threw down the half-packed luggage and asked Jiujiu, "Are you and Teacher Yang okay? Did you quarrel?"
Jiujiu pursed her lips. "We didn't quarrel."
"That's good."
"We haven't contacted each other in a long time."
Li Xiaoyang did not let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to persuade Jiujiu, but after seeing Jiujiu's lonely face, he did not know what to say. After thinking about it, he could only pat Jiujiu's shoulder and comfort her silently.
Jiujiu smiled. "Don't worry. I've already gotten over it. Although I can't go to the end, I won't make a fuss."
Jiujiu's words were soft and sensible, but also humble, which made Li Xiaoyang's heart ache even more.
Li Xiaoyang sighed and turned around to pack.
After packing, Li Xiaoyang looked at Jiujiu and asked, "I'm going downstairs to eat. What about you? Do you want to join me?"
Jiujiu shook her head. "No, I came early in the morning to pack. I'm a little sleepy. Go ahead. I won't accompany you."
"Okay." Li Xiaoyang picked up his wallet and left the dormitory.
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