When Chen Jianwei learned that Dong Ya was going back to the city, he was very happy for her. Fish will eventually return to the sea, and birds will eventually return to the forest. The outside world belongs to her.
Instead of being stuck in this corner like him.
That day, Chen Jianwei watched Dong Ya from the shadows for a long time. Seeing her sad and tearful, he felt heartbroken, but he couldn't go out.
He was afraid that if he went out, he might do something bad. He didn't want to be a burden to her; he wanted her to be free to fly.
But in the end, he couldn't control himself and, as the car slowly started to move, he finally rushed out of the room and chased after it.
Unfortunately, all that could be seen was the heavy dust left by the rolling car wheels, just like his mood at that moment, shrouded in gloom.
When he returned home, Chen's mother looked at Chen Jianwei with pity in her eyes and felt a pang of heartache.
Chen's mother's gaze seemed to see right through him; she knew her own son best.
It's unclear when exactly, but Chen Jianwei gradually started to smile, no longer as cold as before, and his tone of voice was often warm.
And he would sometimes read and practice the books he found from who-knows-where. Sometimes, Chen's mother would get really curious and couldn't help but ask him a question.
But Chen Jianwei always mentioned friends he knew. Although he didn't specify whether they were male or female, Chen's mother already knew the answer.
Every time Chen Jianwei returned from hunting in the mountains, if the family cooked meat dishes, Chen Jianwei would always set some aside, and his mother would never ask any questions.
It was only then that she realized that the girl she had been curious about all these years was Dong Ya!
Seeing Chen Jianwei's somber expression, Chen's mother sighed and said slowly, "Jianwei, I've been a burden to you all these years..."
“It’s because of my bad family background that I don’t want to burden others. Besides, no other girl has taken a liking to me,” Chen Jianwei interrupted his mother. Then he turned and went back to his room.
Chen Jianwei pulled himself out of his memories and, upon hearing Xiong Hai's question, asked, "Is everything settled? When are we going back to Hai City?"
"According to the plan, it should be tomorrow afternoon, Brother Chen. Is there anything else you haven't taken care of?"
"It's alright, let's pack up and go home first. I'll come find you tomorrow afternoon, and we'll go back to Haishi together," Chen Jianwei decided.
"Okay, sure."
After the two finished cleaning up the remaining dried seafood on their stall, Chen Jianwei and Xiong Hai prepared to leave together. Just before they were about to walk out of the alley, they took one last, reluctant look at the gate of Tsinghua University.
The figure that kept appearing in his dreams never appeared again.
The sky was somewhat gray and overcast, and it might rain soon. The foul exhaust fumes and dust from the road covered his face, much like his gloomy and uncertain future.
......
In the following days, Dong Ya, accompanied by Wen Ruan, went to the back gate of Tsinghua University several times, but she never saw Chen Jianwei. She was a little sad.
I don't understand why he suddenly became so heartless, acting as if he wanted to sever all ties with me.
Dong Ya finally felt a sense of despair. Since this was the kind of relationship he wanted and expected, why should he cling to it?
From today onwards, Dong Ya and Chen Jianwei will only be friends, or rather, Chen Jianwei will only be her benefactor. She will find opportunities to repay him in the future and will no longer bother him, Dong Ya silently made up her mind.
Finally, with Wen Ruan's comfort and support, Dong Ya gradually began to pull herself out of her grief...
Life, which had been full of ups and downs, is gradually returning to calm...
Midterm exams are fast approaching, and not only international relations students are taking exams, but the entire Tsinghua University and all freshmen are feeling very nervous.
Every day before dawn, before the library opens, long queues have already formed in front of the door.
Fortunately, Zhou Wen, the eldest sister in the dormitory, wakes up very early every day and goes to line up early to reserve tables for the group.
In Zhao Xiaoyan's words, since the library has to lock its doors every night and people have to find seats again the next day, it would be better not to lock the doors at all, so that everyone could sleep inside and avoid all the trouble the next day.
Wen Ruan, who was listening nearby, was terrified by Zhao Xiaoyan's remarks. Perhaps with the midterm exams approaching, everyone's mental state was not very good, and they often made some frightening remarks. Some even spent all their time studying in the library, which seemed to be akin to being possessed.
Finally, the exam arrived as scheduled. After the exam, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, no longer having to worry every day, and were able to relax for a while.
Wen Ruan went home for the weekend and was alone at home. Song Yan had been assigned an important task by his company and needed to go to Shenzhen on a business trip.
After receiving instructions from his superiors, Song Yan packed his bags and went to the school to inform Wen Ruan of the news. However, Wen Ruan was still studying intensively in the library and had not yet returned. It wasn't until she returned to her dormitory that evening, when the dormitory supervisor delivered a message to her, that she learned of the news.
Only now has Wen Ruan found the time to contact Song Yan, but she is struggling to find a way to do so.
When Song Yan delivered the message last time, he only said he would call home, but he couldn't leave his contact information. Wen Ruan rushed home as soon as she had a holiday, so he would probably call home this weekend.
Sure enough, Wen Ruan had barely arrived home and sat in the living room for a short while when the phone rang...
"Hello?" Wen Ruan answered the phone.
"Ruan Ruan, are you home for the holidays?" Song Yan asked.
"Hmm, are you doing well in Shenzhen?" Wen Ruan asked, but as she asked, she suddenly realized the location and timing of Song Yan's business trip.
In addition, his workplace is quite special, and perhaps the "great turning point" in history books is about to arrive, and this time, she will be a witness to it.
Listening to the phone call, Wen Ruan could hear the weariness in Song Yan's voice even across the long distance, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him: "I'm doing well at home, don't worry about me, you need to take good care of yourself..."
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