As soon as the man opened the door, a pure white Samoyed jumped on him.
He squatted down and patiently stroked its slightly messy fur.
Ten years have passed, and it seems that the indelible scars have been healed.
Xiaobai seemed to realize that his owner was not in a very good mood, and he kept wagging his tail and licking the man's hand.
The man pushed it and said, "Come with me to see your mother later."
He paused, as if thinking of something, and then instructed: "But you have to be good and quiet later. She doesn't like noise."
Xiaobai howled twice, as if saying "I know".
Jiang Yan walked to the full-length mirror and straightened his appearance. Ten years had passed, and the immaturity and youthfulness on his face had long since disappeared, leaving only the maturity and competence of a doctor.
"Xiaobai, will she like me dressing like this?"
Does he look a little bit like a domineering boss?
He sighed and went to the bed to pick up the gift he had prepared in advance.
So the man appeared in front of her tombstone with a dog.
There seemed to still be a gentle smile on her lips as she called out his name again and again.
He gently stroked the girl's eyebrows, his voice a little hoarse, and sounded like a sob that was too weak to move.
"Today is June 12th, your birthday."
He said this, but received no response, and there was a small cake on the ground.
He picked up Xiaobai again and asked her with a smile: "Look, does it look like the one you drew?"
"I searched all over City A before I found one that looked this much like it."
It is June, but the wind is cold.
"A few days ago, we had a high school reunion and met a lot of old classmates. Do you still remember Song Ke? He's the one you spent two hundred yuan to trade seats with."
"Just tell me, is he annoying? He had to ask me in front of so many people if I ever liked you..."
"He's so stupid. How could I fall in love with someone who bullies me? And that person has occupied my identity for seventeen years. Do you know that? Jiang Yunchu, I don't like you at all. I really, really... hate you."
The man held a can of Coke in his hand and poured it into his mouth without saying a word.
He laughed playfully, "Look, you used to bully me every day, and now you're getting your comeuppance, right? Now I drink Coke, and you can only watch..."
He just sat there, talking to himself, and Xiaobai was unexpectedly quiet.
After finishing the Coke, he stood up and prepared to leave.
But just as he took a step, he stopped again.
"Hey, Jiang Yunchu... Happy birthday."
In fact, he didn't know whether he should say "Happy Birthday". He also didn't know how old she was this year, was she eighteen, twenty-eight, or ten?
He shook his head, looking a little lonely.
Another gust of cold wind blew, and the exquisite box in front of her tombstone was blown open by the wind. Looking inside, there was a pair of crystal shoes.
It was the pair of crystal shoes that Jiang Yunchu had been looking at for a long time.
June 15th.
The Jiang family had prepared everything long ago, but the birthday person was nowhere to be seen as usual.
Bai Yunjiao pulled Jiang Yunnian, as if she was used to such things happening.
"Anian, go to Xie Zheng and bring him back."
At this time, Jiang Yan was sitting opposite Xie Zheng, drinking one glass after another, as if he wanted to get himself drunk.
It has been ten years, and he has never seen her in his dreams once in these ten years.
If he was drunk, would she come out and care about him, even for a second?
"Hey, Jiang Yan, if you drink any more, I'll throw you onto the street!"
Xie Zheng's face looked grim. Didn't he not drink alcohol before?
What happened today?!
But how could he stop Jiang Yan? He just had a stubborn temper!
Jiang Yan just felt his head was fuzzy and he couldn't tell east from west.
In a trance, it seemed as if they were back to that year when the two of them came out of the theater.
The dim light hit the girl, revealing her delicate profile. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tilted her head slightly to ask him, "Jiang Yan, do you think there really is a resurrection scroll in this world?"
Jiang Yan was slightly stunned. In the past ten years, he had attended every performance of Once Upon a Time. This time, he heard his own voice: "Yes, there will definitely be one!"
But the scene changed, and a girl in a thin school uniform was sitting on the roadside. She observed Jiang Yan's expression while inserting candles on the cake and said, "Make a wish!"
Jiang Yan just felt unbelievable. He looked down at himself and saw that he was still wearing the same washed-out school uniform. Had he gone back to the past?
"Will you help me realize all the wishes I make?"
The girl nodded: "Of course!"
This time he closed his eyes devoutly, "Then I hope Jiang Yunchu can live a long life and everything goes well..."
He opened his eyes and wanted to blow out the candles, but found himself lying on Jiang's bed, Jiang Yunnian looking at him expressionlessly.
Bai Yunjiao was holding the freshly made hangover soup in her hand.
Jiang Yunnian sighed helplessly, "Drink the soup first..."
Jiang Yan took it silently, but his eyes couldn't help but start to tear up...
He cried in front of Jiang Yunian for the first time: "Brother, can the wish I made without blowing out the candles come true?"
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