Chapter 100 His Two Years
Memories, from Jin Siyang's perspective.
The plane flew across the sky, and a chapter of the story was turned.
Jin Jingming and Si Man acted decisively and arranged the trip to the United States as quickly as possible. Jin Siyang brought very little with him, just a few sets of clothes and a few books.
He spent the entire night searching through all the questions in the two notebooks he hurriedly created last night, and then selected the most comprehensive and powerful questions to write down in the notebooks.
For each question, he used his usual method, and then changed to a simpler method, supplementing it with all the useful techniques and formulas.
Two books, both filled to the brim. He sat there, his hands a little stiff, and it seemed like he would never finish the questions. Unfortunately, he couldn't continue.
It is far from enough to get into Peking University relying solely on these two questions. They can only play a small auxiliary role.
The competition in Jiang City is fierce, especially in the senior year. Everyone works very hard. After classes during the day, they continue with evening self-study, and there are tutors waiting for them when they get home from school.
Everyone was vying for those spots, Jin Siyang was very familiar with this, he was just a little worried about a certain fool.
At this moment, he actually felt a little disgusted with his own writing speed.
The sky gradually brightened. Jin Siyang had been sitting at his desk all night. His thoughts were in a mess. The empty chair next to him no longer had the familiar person sitting there.
It was clear that not long ago, she was studying here and he kissed her here.
Memories flooded back like a tide, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He sent a message to Qin Zhouyan, asking him to help choose a suitable time to give her the two books.
It was daybreak when there was a knock on the door: "Leave."
Jin Siyang casually picked up his luggage, picked up the hairband on the bedside table, put it directly on his hand, and walked out.
Jin Jingming was waiting downstairs. He saw the hairband in Jin Siyang's hand at a glance, but he didn't say anything.
On the way to the airport, Jin Jingming asked, "Do you hate me?"
Jin Siyang didn't say anything.
"Hate me if you want to. You know your mother's health condition, Jin Siyang. It's time for you to grow up. You should know that people can't always do whatever they want."
Jin Siyang was silent for a while, looking at the street scene flashing by outside the window, and asked calmly: "Do you love her? I'm talking about my mother."
There was silence in the car, and Jin Jingming suddenly smiled: "Si Yang, how do you define love?"
Along the way, Jin Jingming didn't answer until he sent Jin Siyang to the airport. He suddenly said, "I loved your mother, and because of that, I have you."
"But later I realized that I had been looking for someone's shadow the whole time."
Jin Siyang actually found it funny. He picked up his luggage and said angrily, "Your love is really cheap."
"My mother is pitiful, and the person you love is also pitiful." Jin Siyang has always been indifferent and calm, but now he couldn't help but sneer: "My mother has become like this, you are the biggest executioner, how can someone like you be worthy of talking about love."
Jin Jingming's face turned ugly: "You still hate me for breaking you up, but I was like this back then, your grandfather forced me to leave and forced her to leave me."
Jin Siyang suddenly smiled. He said nothing more and walked towards the international departure direction.
In the first few months after arriving in the United States, Si Man's mental state was not very good. She was always awakened at night. Mr. Si and Mrs. Si were by her side. Every time Si Man woke up, she would cry and look for Jin Siyang.
"Where's Si Yang? Did he go back?"
"Where is he? Did he go to look for her?"
Jin Siyang squatted helplessly beside Si Man: "Mom, I'm here and not going anywhere."
He started school, a strange environment, with strange classmates. He had learned English since elementary school, so the language was not a difficult barrier. It was just that when he looked out the window occasionally, he always missed someone.
He seemed to become very well-behaved, going to school and returning home on schedule.
However, Mrs. Si still found that her grandson was a little colder than before. He rarely smiled and rarely had truly happy moments.
Si Man gradually got better day by day. It was not that she couldn't see that the mother and son were of one mind, but she just couldn't accept it.
Jin Siyang always receives some news, and Qin Zhouyan will report to him about Cen Nian’s learning status.
Her grades have improved. I heard that she hangs around Liu Chao and the physics teacher every day to ask questions. Her composition won the first prize in the country, and her English score reached a new high, just one point away from a full score.
I also heard that she is very hardworking. She is the first one to arrive at the dormitory and the last one to return to the dormitory in the class. She even studies on her days off.
I had a nosebleed once, had a fever twice throughout my senior year of high school, and lost a lot of weight.
Before he knew it, he had also started choosing a school.
Si Man and her grandparents are all very satisfied with Columbia University. Columbia University is in New York, not far from them, and they can go home.
Jin Siyang remained silent on the surface, showing an attitude of tacit approval.
But unknown to them, he chose Stanford.
He ignored their advice and packed up his things to go to California.
Later I heard that Cen Nian became the provincial top scorer.
The top student in Jiangxi Province went to the Affiliated High School, and the school achieved new highs in academic performance this year. Principal Zhou was very happy and prepared two celebration banquets.
All teachers and students in the school are welcome to participate.
Cen Nian is undoubtedly the dark horse in the college entrance examination.
Everyone was discussing her grades when she first entered school and her college entrance examination scores, and her name became a frequent topic of conversation.
On the day of the graduation ceremony, Cen Nian received a reward from the affiliated high school. The provincial top scorer won 300,000 yuan.
She received the award on the stage, the principal handed her flowers, and ribbons floated in the air.
She smiled brightly and cheerfully, like a shining protagonist in the crowd, accepting everyone's applause and cheers.
When she returned to the classroom to get her things, she packed them up and made sure nothing was left behind before leaving the classroom.
There was a tall figure in the corner.
Cen Nian walked downstairs and a girl shouted at her, "Senior Cen, you forgot to take something from your desk!"
Cen Nian looked up: "What? I just cleaned up, there should be nothing on the table."
"Yes! Please come up again, or the cleaner will be thrown away."
"OK."
After the girl finished speaking, she met the boy's gaze and said, "She's coming up."
Jin Siyang curled his lips and thanked him politely: "Thank you."
"fine!"
Cen Nian walked up the stairs quite quickly and was exhausted when she reached the classroom door. She pushed open the door and saw a bouquet of flowers on the table.
She was a little surprised: "I remember that it was not available just now. Did you send it to the wrong person?"
She picked up the flowers suspiciously. Inside the flowers was a greeting card with the words:
Cen Nian, congratulations!
I wish you all the best in your university life!
The words were typed, and she couldn't make out the handwriting.
Cen Nian looked left and right but didn't see anyone. Coincidentally, Song Ze and Zhu Zhiyao were urging her downstairs, so she had to hurried downstairs with the flowers.
As she walked out of the classroom, Jin Siyang came out from the corner and faced her back.
He was standing in the senior high school teaching building. From there, he could see Cen Nian walking beside Zhu Zhiyao. She smelled the fragrance of the flowers and smiled brightly.
The noisy school became quiet. Jin Siyang walked alone past the school bulletin board, which had Cen Nian's good news printed on it. Next to it was the ranking of the last exam. The first place was Cen Nian from Class 7, Grade 3.
He looked at Cen Nian's name and her in the photo.
He smiled after a long time.
Light and gentle.
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