Chapter 53 Answers
◎ “Do you know what shape the wind is?”◎
"Did you hear everything?" Jiang Siyue was confused and turned her head to look at her reflection in the pool.
"Yes." Zhao Yan admitted, "All of them."
Jiang Siyue's body trembled. Only the sound of wind passed between them.
The wind stopped.
"Then why did you come out?"
Zhao Yan hesitated for a moment, "I don't want you to cry without even a light around you."
She was stunned, raised her head, her eyes gradually turned red, a layer of mist filled them, and she blinked hard a few times and said casually: "Light the lamp for me, don't you feel stressed?"
It was a nonsensical sentence, but Zhao Yan understood it instantly. Jiang Siyue said that day that she became Jiang Siyue after meeting him. He did not agree with this kind of dependent behavior, and she had indeed noticed this emotion.
If he knew that Jiang Siyue was so... aggrieved behind the scenes, he would definitely not pay much attention to that sentence.
"No, it's my pleasure." Zhao Yan opened his arms and gently embraced her. "Besides, this light also illuminates me who is also in the darkness, doesn't it?"
"Will you need a lamp?" Jiang Siyue vaguely understood what he meant, but still remained cautious.
"Yes." Zhao Yan hugged her tightly and repeated, "Yes."
"I won't blame you for other people's mistakes. Everyone is an independent individual. Relatives are relatives, and you are you. Their mistakes have nothing to do with you." Zhao Yan gently tapped the back of her head with one hand and patted her back with the other, soothing her. "Zhang Cheng humiliated you so much, but you didn't blame me, did you? Why are you reflecting on yourself now?"
"Then..." Jiang Siyue stopped talking. What Zhao Yan said made sense, and she couldn't find any words to refute it. "I don't know what's going on either."
"It's okay." Zhao Yan chuckled. "You don't even know which model to use. It's normal that you don't understand this."
It hurts.
Jiang Siyue fell silent, but did not let go of her arms around him. She held his waist tightly, buried her head in his shoulders, and absorbed the breath that made her feel at ease.
After a while, I could hear her sobbing in my arms, very softly, almost inaudible.
Zhao Yan's eyes darkened and he didn't say anything else, just hugged her tightly.
After venting all the emotions and grievances in my heart, the mountain that was pressing on my heart finally disappeared. The fabric in front of me became a shade darker and wrinkled. This shirt was considered a waste.
"Is this shirt expensive?" The voice was a little hoarse after crying.
Zhao Yan gently brushed away the strands of hair that were stuck to her face, and raised the corners of his mouth. "Five thousand, do you want to compensate me?"
"...Can I buy on credit?"
Zhao Yan couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Okay."
*
They had an unhappy last night, and Zhou Hong ignored her the whole day today, but was very enthusiastic towards Zhao Yan. Jiang Siyue didn't care at all. After dinner, Zhao Yan suggested taking a walk in the mountains behind the reservoir.
There is a natural reservoir in the back mountain, which stretches as far as the eye can see. There are lush aquatic plants in front of the reservoir, which is Xiaojiang Siyue's entertainment place.
I don’t know how he knew about this place, but Jiang Siyue still brought him here.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Jiang Siyue said proudly, scanning the shimmering water. "I loved fishing here when I was a kid. I was the kind that wouldn't go home no matter how much I called you."
When she talked about her childhood, Jiang Siyue's eyes sparkled with a faint golden light, and the corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily. Even though her childhood wasn't perfect, she still had her own happy memories.
Zhao Yan looked into her eyes and asked, "How was the harvest?"
"The cat at home likes it very much and has given it a lot of praise." Jiang Siyue glanced at him, with a glint of pride in her eyes.
Zhao Yan laughed, "If I give a bad review, I'm sure I won't get another meal."
Jiang Siyue's dark eyes rolled a few times, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, "It won't give me a bad review." The wind blew, and the drooping hair outlined the shape of the wind. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, let go of Zhao Yan's hand, and strode forward to run against the wind.
At the end of the embankment is a tall white paulownia tree with lush green branches, which looks lush and green in the sun. The river is like the moon in a white skirt and black hair. In this dark green, it is beautiful, smart and bold.
Zhao Yan froze the scene.
Within seconds, Jiang Siyue had stopped under the white paulownia tree, gesturing with her hands. After a while, she approached the wooden house next to the white paulownia tree, and an uncle came out and handed her two simple fishing rods and two small buckets.
Before Zhao Yan could get close, she had already come to meet him. Because she had just run in the sun, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her face was flushed. She looked at him expectantly, "Zhao Yan, how about we go fishing?"
Zhao Yan naturally had no objection. Jiang Siyue gave him one of the tools, and the two of them went down the embankment and found a place with shade from the trees to set down their pole.
Zhao Yan fiddled with the fishing rod and asked curiously, "What does the fish look like?" He had fished with his friends before, both in rivers and in the sea, but this was the first time he had seen such simple tools.
"It's a very small one, and I don't know its scientific name." Jiang Siyue stared at the water. Suddenly, Zhao Yan's rod moved. Jiang Siyue called him hurriedly, but was still too late. When she lifted it up, the bare fishhook reflected silver light under the sun.
"Zhao Yan, you can't do this." Jiang Siyue seriously imparted her experience, "You have to observe it all the time, otherwise all the bait will be fed to the fish."
Zhao Yan lazily picked up the fishing rod and cast again. "Shall we make a bet? Whoever gets more fish when we get home at night wins."
"Sure!" Jiang Siyue agreed readily. "Where's the bet?"
"The winner can make a request to the loser, and they cannot refuse." Zhao Yan's lips curled up, "You can ask for a first-author SCI paper."
"good!"
A gentle breeze blew by, and Jiang Siyue quickly caught the first fish, making a good start. When the second fish came up, Zhao Yan still had nothing. She couldn't help but feel proud, "Compared to SCI, I have a better idea."
Zhao Yan smiled, picked up the fishing rod, and slowly took out the small fish. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's talk about it after we win."
Jiang Siyue pouted, snorted twice, and walked to the other side to continue.
Zhao Yan took in all her movements and vaguely caught a glimpse of her lively appearance as a child in the photo.
An hour later, Jiang Siyue came over curiously to take a look. She was shocked and pointed at the bucket and said, "When did you catch so many fish?"
"I don't know." Zhao Yan took the fish off the hook with an innocent look on his face. "Maybe it's the novice protection period!"
Jiang Siyue exhaled heavily, picked up her things and walked to the other side, "I'm going to the back bank!"
The reservoir stretched as far as the eye could see. Zhao Yan was worried about her going there alone, so he took his things and followed her. "How about I give you half?"
"No!" Jiang Siyue refused firmly, "I don't want beggar's food."
"...Okay." Zhao Yan clapped his hands twice. "You're pretty tough."
The reservoir becomes larger during the flood season. Jiang Siyue walked for a long time before reaching the back bank of the reservoir. What came into view were flocks of white birds flying together, leisurely strolling on the ground.
After a while, the birds seemed to notice the intrusion of uninvited guests and flew away.
Jiang Siyue sighed regretfully and found a place to place the fishing rod.
After a while, she noticed that Zhao Yan hadn't put it down, and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you fishing?"
"Take a break." Zhao Yan blatantly let go.
There were indeed more fish here than over there. After a while, she had a good harvest. Just as she was about to show off the bucket to Zhao Yan, she discovered a chubby bird was stealing her fish.
After hurriedly driving him away, Jiang Siyue had an idea and after confirming that Zhao Yan was taking pictures, she handed Zhao Yan's bucket over.
"He has more, you eat his."
"You are cheating." Zhao Yan's smiling voice sounded behind him, and his hand was immediately caught by him. Jiang Siyue quickly thought of an excuse in her mind.
But the scene before her left her stunned.
Birds all over the sky swarmed up and circled around them. The blue sky and the birds were reflected in the water. The green mountains and green waters, the unrestrained sound of the wind were so beautiful that they needed no embellishment and made people speechless.
Suddenly, she felt an upward pulling force on her hand. Jiang Siyue tilted her head in confusion. Zhao Yan smiled faintly and pulled her up. Her long hair was fluttering, blurring her vision.
Zhao Yan: "Do you want to know what shape the wind is?"
"ah?"
The next second, Zhao Yan pulled her along and they ran into the wind. A cool breeze blew over their faces, carrying the faint scent of grass, blowing away the dry summer air and bringing a refreshing and pleasant feeling.
Zhao Yan suddenly stopped, staring intently with his piercing eyes. His dark gaze revealed his own bewilderment, and he felt a strange sense of panic in his heart. His hand was held tightly by him, and he couldn't break free. The wind was still blowing, and his long hair and skirt moved with it.
Zhao Yan's eyes were too straightforward, and such straightforwardness made her habitually want to escape. So she suppressed her uneasiness and asked a question that had nothing to do with love, "So, what shape is the wind?"
Zhao Yan's expression showed no sign of displeasure as he replied, "Any shape."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yan grabbed her waist with both hands and lifted her up into the air. Jiang Siyue broke out in a cold sweat and quickly put her arms around his neck.
As his feet flew into the air, the soft wind completely wrapped him up. His arms were strong and powerful, holding him up steadily as he rotated. After a brief moment of tension, Jiang Siyue began to enjoy the feeling of weightlessness and the atmosphere of being within reach of a flying bird.
After three or five laps, Zhao Yan stopped, but did not let himself go.
"Even if I don't know the shape of the wind," Zhao Yan said in a steady voice, "I can still be the free wind."
As soon as these words were spoken, a strange sense of familiarity came over her. After trying hard to recall for a while, Jiang Siyue finally remembered that these were the words she wrote on the back of her childhood photo when she was fourteen years old.
At that time, she had been taken in by Zhou Hong for some time, but she was still not used to the situation in all aspects. When she wrote that sentence, she was completely confused.
“I envy the wind so much. It’s so free and can go wherever it wants. But I don’t know what shape the wind takes, nor do I know how to become it.”
The words I casually wrote at the age of fourteen received an answer from a completely unexpected person ten years later.
My nose felt sore and I asked, "Have you seen the photos?"
"Yeah." Zhao Yan nodded. "I saw it by chance the day I first arrived."
He still spoke in his usual casual tone, as if the proposal to come here and the action of chasing the wind were all casual. But Jiang Siyue knew that was not the case. No coincidence could be so natural. Someone who had never been taken seriously could keenly perceive sincerity...
Misty water rose faintly in his eyes, his face became blurred, the sounds of wind, birdsong and water all disappeared, and the world seemed to be quiet at this moment.
She held Zhao Yan's face, bent down, and kissed his lips.
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Teacher Zhao’s waist is still in good shape!
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