The time spent on conquering Jiang Yi should be the most comfortable time for Yan Yiming since he entered this system.
All he had to do was have dinner with Jiang Yi every day, and hang out with him and talk to him in his spare time, and his favorability would steadily increase every day.
Yan Yiming was not wrong in his guess. Because he had experienced too much injustice and setbacks in his childhood, such a child would be more indifferent and more difficult to win over than ordinary people. However, if you give him a little warmth when everyone is looking down on him, you can carefully pry open a small gap in this barrier.
In the eyes of others, Jiang Yi has an unpleasant personality and always looks extremely cold, but he is such a child that if you treat him well, he will be twice as nice to you.
Jian Yuer's unintentional help back then was enough to make little Jiang Yi remember it forever. Now, Yan Yiming's subtle influence on him every day is enough to make this cold-faced boy smile every time he sees her.
His favorability increased faster than Yan Yiming had imagined, and in just a few months it had already passed the passing line of 60. Maybe he is just a child after all, and his emotions are much simpler than those of adults like Jian Yuyan, or maybe the other people around him are too indifferent, so Yan Yiming seems even more precious.
Yan Yiming may not know, but in Jiang Yi's opinion, after seeing Yan Yiming again, he finally understood that there is a word in this world called "only".
He couldn't accurately define what Yan Yiming meant to him, but he understood her significance.
He was only thirteen at that time.
"I think Jiang Yi's favorability will reach full value much earlier than we thought. It has been going on for three consecutive months, increasing a little bit every day, and it increased a little more yesterday," Xiaopingguo once said to Yan Yiming in private, "But why? There was nothing special yesterday."
Yan Yiming was sitting on the bed with nothing to do, wrapped in a quilt and knitting silk tassels. Hearing this, he paused and said, "Not really. Didn't I meet the matchmaker who was arranging marriages for the third and fourth daughters yesterday? The third and fourth daughters are getting married soon, so it will be my turn after that."
"Is he jealous that you're going to marry someone else, or is he angry that no one wants you because you're sick?"
"...I don't know." Yan Yiming stopped what he was doing and looked up to warn Xiaopingguo, "What do you mean I'm sick? Is this how you use the profound Chinese culture?"
"I'm not wrong to say it's profound and extensive," Little Apple sighed after feeling wronged for a while, "I think it should be the latter. After all, no one wants you now, even if you give yourself to them. It would cost a lot of money for them to marry you."
Yan Yiming casually threw a ball of thread over and said angrily, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"
"Hehe," Little Apple smiled and dodged, then came closer, "I'm telling you the truth. The medicine and supplements you take every day are not affordable for most people. It depends on whether Jiang Yi can afford it when he becomes rich in the future."
"If you can afford it, you won't be able to enjoy it by then." Yan Yiming looked at the braided silk ribbon in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. He criticized Xiao Pingguo, "Just tell me whether your system is cruel or not. Jiang Xiaoyi is such a good child."
Little Apple said without any guilt, "People always have to go through some trials before they can grow. Look at Jian Yuyan and Nangong Xuan. Where are you going?"
"Go see poor Jiang Xiaoyi," Yan Yiming put the Luo Ying that had just been numbered into his sleeve, got out of bed, put on some clothes and went to Jiang Yi's side.
Ever since the mansion began to pay attention to Jiang Yi, although Jiang Yi's place is still not as warm as Yan Yiming's, it is already a normal temperature.
Yan Yiming went straight to the study room, where Jiang Yi spent most of his time every day.
Jiang Yi was reading seriously until he smelled a faint scent of plum blossoms. Then he looked up and met Yan Yiming's smile. His facial features relaxed involuntarily and the corners of his lips curled up.
"Sit here."
He stood up and pushed Yan Yiming to sit in his seat, then turned around and closed the ventilation window. He added a few pieces of charcoal into the brazier, but still felt it was not warm enough, so he told the maid to bring another brazier.
After finishing everything, he came back and said with a smile, "Why don't you just tell the girl that I'm coming over? What if she catches a cold in such a cold weather?"
"Just take medicine if you catch a cold. I'm used to it after taking it every day. There's nothing different," Yan Yiming said indifferently.
Jiang Yi suddenly stopped smiling.
Yan Yiming picked up the book on Jiang Yi's desk and read it for a long time before noticing Jiang Yi's silence. He then looked up at him and saw his little face was tense. He quickly put down the book and said, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
Jiang Yi glared at her fiercely. How could someone who didn't take himself seriously say such nonsense? Yan Yiming said it lightly, but Jiang Yi found it extremely harsh.
He had never been angry with Yan Yiming, but at this moment he felt a tightness in his chest due to anger.
The maid who brought the brazier in came in and was frightened by Jiang Yi's gloomy face. She put down the brazier and ran away, closing the door behind her.
The room suddenly became quiet. Yan Yiming called Jiang Yi tentatively, but Jiang Yi remained silent. Yan Yiming called him "Shaojun" again, but Jiang Yi still ignored her.
Yan Yiming asked tentatively, "Jiang Xiaoyi?"
Jiang Yi: “…”
"Yiyi? Ayi?"
Jiang Yi's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but shudder, "...What is this name!"
As expected, he couldn't hold it back at a young age. Yan Yiming smiled secretly, but didn't show any seriousness on his face. "That's why we're close. My parents still call me Ah Ming."
After Jiang Yi tasted his "close" son on the tip of his tongue, he finally suppressed his anger and said in a muffled voice, "Why is he called Ah Ming?"
"I heard that my mother gave me this name because she was worried because I didn't cry after I was born."
Jiang Yi cleverly taught Yan Yiming, "Madam gave you such a name because she wanted you to be healthy, but you said such careless words. How can you be worthy of Madam's painstaking efforts!"
"So that's why you're angry." Yan Yiming sighed softly while lying on the table. "I know that my parents want me to be safe, but... never mind, I won't say it again, lest our young master gets angry. By the way, I saw a few days ago that the silk tassel on the jade pendant you've been wearing was old, so I made a new one when I had nothing better to do."
After saying that, she took out the woven silk tassel from her sleeve and handed it to Jiang Yi, who looked surprised. "My craftsmanship is pretty good."
Jiang Yi looked down at the Luo Ying in Yan Yiming's hand, and suddenly he was afraid to reach out to take it.
How to express gratitude, with beautiful jade adorning the silk tassels.
Although Jiang Yi is young, he is much more mature than his peers. Now is the age when he is ignorant about love, and suddenly his heart started beating wildly.
She... doesn't she know that this sentence comes from Fan Qin's "Love Poem", "结硢", "亲结其硢", refers to the marriage of a woman...
But when he looked down at Yan Yiming's eyes that showed no other intention, Jiang Yi suddenly felt that he was overthinking. Maybe she just thought that the previous Luo Ying was old and simply made up another one.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Yan Yiming hesitated and said, "Is it possible that this Luo Ying cannot be exchanged?"
"No," Jiang Yi came back to his senses and said quickly, taking off the jade pendant from his waist and handing it to Yan Yiming, "Help me tie it."
Yan Yiming smiled and took the jade pendant. He took off the worn tassel and replaced it with a new one. He then tied the jade pendant around Jiang Yi's waist again. The jade pendant with excellent color was adorned with a blue tassel, which looked very beautiful.
"When this one gets old, I'll make a new one for you," Yan Yiming said with satisfaction, as if he didn't notice Jiang Yi's stunned look, and stood up. "I won't disturb you from reading after Luo Ying has delivered it. By the way, Lan Xiu will be cooking ginseng chicken soup tonight, remember to come."
After saying that, he put on his cloak, waved at him, and turned and left.
Jiang Yi watched her leave before he picked up the jade pendant around his waist. It was the jade pendant that Master Jiang Wu gave him before he died. The jade was of excellent luster, and the tassel on it was delicate and exquisite, a match that was indescribably perfect.
Jiang Yi sat in front of the desk, and was in a daze for a long time, which was rare. After a long time, he picked up the pen again. When he looked down, he found that the unfinished poem he had memorized today was suffixed with a string of beautiful small regular script, which meant that he had just memorized the entire poem.
Because of her frail health and good looks, she was always overlooked, but in fact she was a very talented woman.
Jiang Yi smiled, looked at it carefully for a while, then folded the paper and put it in his treasured book.
The time went on without stopping. After taking the Tongshi exam, none of the Jiang family members passed. Even the much-anticipated Third Young Master Jiang from the Second Branch failed unfortunately.
The second wife of Jiang family never dared to make boasts again. She kept her tail between her legs and behaved herself obediently for a long time. Later, Yan Yiming happened to meet people from the second branch of the family coming to pay their respects at the mansion. When the girls of the Jiang family saw Jiang Yi, they all looked resentful. It seemed that the second wife had not left the mansion, but still could not control her mouth. No one knew what she had planned.
After the boy's exam, Jiang Yi went to a private school with the other Jiang family children. Yan Yiming asked him if he had ever encountered any unpleasant things, Jiang Yi always shook his head and said no, even though Yan Yiming found a few scribbled marks on the book he brought back today.
Later, I heard from my eldest brother's nephew that the third son of the second house was dissatisfied and secretly made trouble for me. But the next day, he happily said that the third son was severely punished by the teacher and it was very shameful.
Yan Yiming looked at Jiang Yi's still calm face and smiled. Even though he was still young, he was still not someone to be trifled with.
After that, the third and fourth girls who were engaged also got married one after another. When they came back for the Chinese New Year one year, they were already several months pregnant. The third brother-in-law of Miss Jiang San was unable to react for a long time when he saw Yan Yiming for the first time. He came to his senses after being pinched hard by his wife. He smiled awkwardly and inadvertently met a young man with a very good appearance but not very old. He was startled by the fierceness in his eyes.
When he turned around again, the young man was already talking to Yan Yiming with a faint smile on his face, as if the moment just now was just an illusion.
In the blink of an eye, another half a year has passed.
When the flowers bloomed and the lotus fragrance filled the pond, that summer the third and fourth girls had become mothers, Jiang Yi had turned fifteen, and Yan Yiming, who was already eighteen, became more and more beautiful, but still stayed in the boudoir.
No matter how anxious other people in the mansion were, Yan Yiming was unusually calm. He lay down among the flowers and took a nap for a while. The handkerchief covering his face was then taken away.
The sunlight suddenly pierced into his eyes, and Yan Yiming subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. The sunlight was mottled, and through the gaps between his fingers he lazily saw the handsome young man above him, who was no longer the same size as before.
He called her.
"A Ming."
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