Chapter 73
When had they ever seen Ji Rang smile so gently?
Still facing a girl.
Ji Rang, as I learned from a middle school student, is violent, cruel, and sinister! He gets into fights when he disagrees with someone, has a bad temper, and is best at solving problems with his fists! He is wild and cold, never treats anyone well, and is extremely fierce!
During this period of time, everyone has spontaneously felt his coldness, but since he is handsome and they have not seen his bloody and violent past, it only adds to his charm.
Anyway, he treats everyone the same, it doesn't matter! Everyone is very balanced!
Anyway, they are all women who can’t get the boss!
But now, the big guy was squatting in front of a little girl, tying her shoelaces.
After tying her shoelaces, she looked up and smiled. The gentle smile in her eyes was more dazzling than today's scorching sun.
Who said that the boss likes men? ? ? Dog!!!
There was a crackling sound all around and hearts were breaking all over the place.
Ji Rang stood up with the water bottle in hand, as if he didn't know there was someone next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hot?"
Qi Ying shook her head and added, "But I still want to eat ice cream."
He smiled: "Well, go buy it."
He walked a little ahead, his tall figure slightly blocking the slanting sunlight for her, and his steps were very slow, accommodating her pace.
There were soft sounds of humming and wawing all around.
Qi Ying looked around, then turned her head and said to Ji Rang, "There are a lot of people looking at you."
"Really?" The boss said calmly, "I didn't notice it, I didn't see it."
Qi Ying smiled secretly.
She actually didn't feel unhappy at all. Yue Li kept coming to her these days to tell her that someone had confessed their love to Ji Rang in a love letter, and she seemed even angrier than she was.
But she didn't feel angry.
When I was in the general's mansion, there were always people coming to propose marriage, and they were all talking about the legal wife, the daughter of this prince, the daughter of that prime minister, and finally the emperor's favorite princess.
But in the end the general refused.
The reasons used are always the same: the world is not at peace yet, so there is no time to be sentimental.
But the nanny secretly told her that the general was protecting her in his own way.
She didn't quite understand at that time, but now she understands his original intention.
This man was able to refuse the marriage arranged by His Majesty for her, so she should trust him completely.
Ji Rang noticed her giggling and couldn't help laughing too. He reached out and rubbed her head twice, "What are you laughing at, little fool? Are you happy that I'm being watched by others?"
Her eyes curved into crescents: "Yeah."
Ji Rang wondered why this little girl didn't play by the rules, "Why?"
"I'm very happy that so many people like you."
If there are so many people who like you, wouldn’t it at least make you feel less lonely in this world?
Ji Rang looked at the soft light in her eyes, wondering if he could see what she was thinking. He didn't say anything else until he walked to the side of the street and waited for the red light to cross the road. Qi Ying heard him whisper, "Not so much."
Not so much, just you are enough.
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The league preliminaries are over, and the first and second year high school students have finished their last week of review and finally welcomed the final exams of this semester in the hot summer.
The teachers of each class have explained that the teachers who set the test paper this time have incorporated real college entrance examination questions. You must review the questions carefully, check them carefully, and give your best at the highest level, and face it as if it were the college entrance examination.
Ji Rang was nervous about this for a long time, fearing that he would not be able to break through the mark of a hundred people.
He didn't feel relieved until the exam was over and the results came out. He ranked 99th, which was very close, but it was worth his hard work day and night.
Liu Yao was so happy that he almost died. Class 9 was originally the last in the class in terms of academic performance. The top 100 students in the grade were all candidates for key universities. Ji Rang squeezed into the top 100 and ranked fifth in the class.
Holding the report card, he shouted loudly on the podium: "We should all learn from Ji Rang! Take him as an example!"
Class 9 students: “…”
I never thought that one day we would have to take the school bully as our role model. It’s so fucking magical.
After the final exams, these second-year high school students will officially enter the third year of high school. After the transcripts come out, each second-year class will hold a parent meeting to mobilize parents in preparation for the third year of high school.
Ji Rang never invited anyone to attend parent-teacher meetings.
I don't plan to call this time.
On the day of the parents' meeting, he practiced with the team on the playground. After all, the exams were over and the semi-finals would be held next week. The opponent was not weak, and he said he had to win first place to show Qi Ying, so he couldn't let down his guard.
The parent-teacher meeting started at eight in the morning, and Yu Cheng took a special leave to attend the parent-teacher meeting for Qi Ying.
She ranked fifth in the grade and third in the class. As soon as Liu Qinghua saw Yu Cheng, he praised her like a flower, saying how well-behaved and obedient she was, and how hard-working she was. He said that as long as she maintained the current level in the coming year, there would be no problem getting into Tsinghua University or Peking University.
Yu Cheng was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
The parent-teacher meeting lasts until ten o'clock, and the students have to come back to class after that. After all, they are about to be seniors in high school, and they use the summer vacation to make up for the last textbook. They will start a round of review as soon as school starts in September.
After the team finished practicing, Ji Rang looked at the time and saw that the parent-teacher meeting was over. He wiped the sweat off his face and walked to the classroom with the basketball in his arms.
When I walked to the door of Class 9, I saw Ji Weiyan.
The parents in the classroom had all left, leaving only Ji Weiyan standing under the podium. Liu Yao was happily chatting with him. Ji Weiyan looked gentle and nodded with a smile.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone at the door. He turned around and when he saw Ji Rang, his smile became softer: "Arang."
Liu Yao also saw him and said happily, "Have you finished your practice? I was just telling your dad about your grades. You did really well this time. As long as you keep making steady progress in your senior year, you will definitely have no problem getting into a key university!"
Ji Rang's casualness was gone, leaving only cold resistance. There was no emotion in his eyes, and he asked him expressionlessly, "What are you doing here?"
Liu Yao said, "How do you talk to your father, kid?"
Ji Weiyan didn't mind his attitude and smiled gently: "Teacher Liu called me and said there would be a parent-teacher meeting, so I came here."
Ji Rang showed a sneer on his face and spoke with a thorn in his voice: "Who admits that you are my parent?"
Liu Yao had always known that the father and son had a bad relationship, but he had never expected that they would become enemies when they met. He wanted to say something, but Ji Weiyan smiled at him and said softly, "Teacher Liu, I want to talk to Arrang alone for a while. Sorry to bother you."
Liu Yao sighed and left through the back door.
There were only two of them left in the huge classroom.
Ji Rang's eyes were cold and his tone was impatient: "I have nothing to say to you, and you don't have to meddle in my affairs."
Ji Weiyan took two steps closer and looked at him helplessly: "I don't want to quarrel with you, but I heard that your grades have improved. I'm very happy and want to come and see you."
Ji Rang sneered: "It has nothing to do with you."
Ji Weiyan nodded: "Yes, it has nothing to do with me. I know you did it because of Yingying. But even so, I am very happy." He looked at him with a complicated look and a hint of emotion: "As long as you can grow up well, your mother and I will be relieved."
It would have been fine if he didn't mention his mother, but once he did, Ji Rang's eyes became even more angry, and he threw the basketball in his arms hard in front of him. The basketball bounced up and hit the desk next to him.
The textbooks piled on the table fell to the ground with a clatter, accompanied by his roar: "You have no right to mention my mother!"
This topic will always be a taboo between them.
Ji Weiyan remained silent. He looked at the boy's eyes that quickly turned bloodshot for a long time before he gave a bitter smile: "Yes, I am not qualified. You can resent me, but I just want to tell you not to hurt yourself with this resentment. We all wish you the best."
Ji Rang pointed at himself as if he had heard a huge joke and said, "Wish me the best?" His expression was ferocious, and his voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Who among you hopes that I will have a good life? Isn't it all for the reputation of the Ji family, for your so-called military honor? It must have been hard for you to have your reputation ruined over the years by me, right?"
He chuckled softly, "But I'm fine. If you guys aren't fine, then I'm fine too."
The more they care about their so-called reputation, the more they will do all kinds of evil to destroy it.
The more they wanted him to grow up and become what they wanted him to be, the more he would do the opposite, doing everything a bad boy would do and growing up to be the person they hated.
The obsession in his heart was so deep, like a poisonous thorn, like an evil dragon, poisoning himself and devouring others.
There was the sound of a group of students playing outside the corridor. He seemed to have regained a bit of willpower from losing control, and turned his resentful gaze away from Ji Weiyan and cast it into the scorching light outside the window.
"What happens to me in the future has nothing to do with you, and even less to do with our Ji family. I don't want to see you again."
He bent down, picked up the basketball on the ground, and walked to the window seat in the back row of the classroom.
Ji Weiyan stood there stiffly for a while, then sighed silently and walked out.
Outside the classroom door, a little girl was standing against the wall with her lips tightly drawn.
Ji Weiyan was stunned, and forced a smile on his stiff face: "Yingying."
Qi Ying looked at him without saying anything.
Ji Weiyan regained his gentle voice: "Uncle, would you like to have some ice cream?"
She shook her head.
He smiled and said, "Aren't you curious about Valan? I can tell you."
She still shook her head, paused, and whispered, "If he wants to say something, he will tell me himself."
Ji Weiyan was surprised that she could speak, and the smile on his face finally became much gentler: "You can speak now." He lowered his eyes and sighed, "Good girl, go ahead."
After saying this, he turned and left.
Qi Ying stared at his back, the figure that was always straight, now hunched with a bit of fatigue. After a while, she withdrew her gaze and walked to the door to look at the boy in the back row of the classroom.
He lay on the desk, surrounded by sunlight. Although the sun was shining brightly outside the window, he felt as if he was alone in the snow in winter, and his whole body was cold.
Qi Ying pursed her lips and ran back to Class 2. When she came back, she was holding a strawberry candy in her palm.
She walked over, squatted down beside him, and whispered, "Want some candy?"
Ji Rang moved his body a little, but still didn't look up. After a long while, a low hoarse voice came out: "Yingying, I feel a little uncomfortable."
She half-knelt, resting her little head on his lap, and whispered, "You won't be sad if I accompany you."
That's what he told her.
He smiled, buried his face in his arms, and said in a low and muffled voice: "Little fool, were you eavesdropping just now?"
She rubbed her head against his leg gently: "I didn't mean it, are you angry?"
He leaned back, still lying prone, but with his face down, and could see the little girl squatting beside him. She was leaning upwards, and he was leaning downwards, staring at each other in the small, low space: "I'm not angry. I won't be angry with you."
She smiled softly, without saying a word, just half-knelt, resting her head on his legs, looking at him obediently.
Ji Rang felt pain and tenderness in his heart. He pulled out a hand, rubbed her face with his fingertips, and whispered, "Can I tell you my secret?"
She said "hmm".
He rubbed her face with his fingertips and whispered, "Once upon a time, there was a little boy who had a very happy family. His father was a member of the armed police, and his mother was a painter. The little boy wanted to be a police officer since he was young. He won the national shooting championship when he was very young. He wanted to be as good as his father."
"But then, a riot broke out. During the riot, the little boy's mother was kidnapped. The armed police father followed orders to rescue people. When he arrived at the scene, he found that another pregnant woman had also been kidnapped."
At this point, his fingers trembled uncontrollably and he left her cheek for fear of hurting her.
Qi Ying felt the boy's heavy and suppressed breathing.
She reached out her hand and held the boy's cold fingers.
Her hands were soft and always warm. Starting from his fingertips, she warmed his cold body little by little.
"The situation was very urgent. The criminals were about to shoot the hostages. At that time, there was only time to save one person. The armed police father did not choose to save the mother, but saved the pregnant woman."
I thought he would never recall such a past again in his life.
But saying it in front of the little girl didn't seem as painful as I had imagined.
Qi Ying rested her head on his knees, rubbed against him, put her arms around his waist, and asked quietly, "Where's the little boy?"
"The little boy was very sad and couldn't accept it. But those people told him that his armed police father made the right choice, and that he had sacrificed for the greater good and fulfilled his responsibility as a soldier. It seemed like his mother..." He paused and laughed softly: "It's damn right."
But why?
Why should they use her sacrifice to exchange for their honor?
The pregnant woman survived, but the baby in her belly eventually died.
He hated the sanctimonious justice of these people, he hated their so-called dedication and sacrifice, he even felt sick. He threw away all the trophies he had ever won and crushed his dream of becoming a policeman.
He lived in a daze until one day, he saw the rescued woman appear in his house.
Ji Weiyan saved her.
And married her.
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