adversity girl

Chapter 44
"I want to take the college entrance examination."

"But... your state."

"I can!"

Wang Zici looked at Yan Manjia, who looked haggard but had firm eyes, and realized that the once innocent girl no longer existed.

In the next week, Yan Manjia's daily schedule was very regular under Wang Xunrong's arrangement. In the morning, he listened to songs and exercised in the garden, and then professional teachers reviewed all the knowledge points for Yan Manjia in the study for three years. Every subject in the school has a schedule organized by professional teachers. Yan Manjia only wants to improve her ability through her own actions and accomplish everything she thinks in her heart.

Maybe if all the knots in her heart are dealt with, she will be relieved in her heart, and she will let go of herself and return to the sea to live only for herself.

But for some reason, after leaving the isolated island, her body would feel hot from time to time. Whenever this moment came, she would enter the bathroom and immerse herself in the pool for nearly half an hour.

Wang Xunrong has a very busy work schedule every day, so he had to ask Wang Zici to accompany Yan Manjia to review at home.

"Can you take me to see Wang Geyan?"

During the break in the afternoon, Wang Zici took Yan Manjia to the wooden pavilion in the garden, drinking afternoon tea, eating desserts, and watching the green plants. Just as Wang Zici was using the camera to take pictures of the butterflies that landed in the flowers to collect honey , When I pressed the shutter button before finding a good angle, I was suddenly startled by my sister's words, and I pressed the button with my hand. I forgot to turn off the flash and directly startled the butterfly, which flew to the other side of the flower bush.

"How are you?"

"I'll explain later."

"I have something very important to see him."

Wang Zici couldn't bear to refuse his sister's request, so he had to agree.

Yan Manjia was very excited, at this moment, she just wanted to know how he was doing after taking her away.

Wang Zici was waiting outside the gate for his younger sister who went back to the room to change clothes. He leaned on the front of the car and took pictures of the lush bamboo forest in front of him. The sound of the gate opening entered his ears. He stood there dumbfounded, with his lips parted slightly, and his eyes blinking.

Yan Manjia was wearing a blue and clean long-sleeved dress with red lips, but she didn't apply too much powder or other makeup on her face. Her eyelashes were long and thin, and the tails of her eyes were slightly raised, and she was smiling habitually. lips, but as soon as you raise your eyes, straighten your back and raise your head, you will exude a kind of intimacy with strangers, giving you the feeling of a young lady with outstanding temperament and pride.

When Yan Manjia was walking towards the car, Wang Zici quickly opened the car door, and he stared at his sister intently.

"Thank you."

Yan Manjia smiled habitually and said thank you, the words were as gentle as water, and Wang Zici showed a silly smile.

"To have such a beautiful sister."

"That's great, hehehe."

After closing the door, Wang Zici walked to the other side of the car, talking with a smile on his face, then got into the driver's seat and drove to Wang Geyan's company.

And along the way, Wang Zici was wondering how Yan Manjia knew Wang Geyan, and why everyone panicked when they heard these three words. He said his name plainly, looked at her in the back seat, and sighed again. My sister is no longer the same as before. It must be that she has experienced unknown pain in the past two months, and now she needs more independence. thought space.

"I go by my own."

Yan Manjia glanced at Wang Zici before stepping out of the car door, and at the same time, she also saw a person outside the windshield. She closed her eyes and suppressed the fear in her heart, but she was stopped by a person within a few steps.

Yan He, her father who was once terrified to the extreme, now looks like a beggar, kneeling beside her in ragged clothes, Wang Zici hurriedly got off the station and stood there. Yan He kowtowed to her daughter non-stop, saying the three words she had heard the most in her life.

"sorry."

"sorry."

"sorry."

But the girl never looked down at him from the beginning to the end. She didn't want to see the fierce eyes on that face again. She ignored it and continued to walk forward.

And that hand grabbed her ankle, and for a moment she still couldn't resist the fear in her heart, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, she clenched her fists tightly, the expression on her face trembled slightly, and her ears kept ringing. The three words he had never said to himself before, but now he said these three words countlessly, listening to these three words, she felt so harsh.

"Get your dirty hands off."

Yan Manjia shouted heartbreakingly, and lifted the skirt fiercely, the corner of the skirt that Yan He was holding also made a tearing sound, and she pulled the skirt from the corner of the skirt that Yan He was holding. Just tear it off and throw it into the trash can at the entrance of the company, and this irregular skirt just reflects Yan Manjia's independent character afterward.

Yan He looked at her back as she walked away, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart, but more regretful, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in his rosy eyes, he brushed his dull hair, looked up and saw his daily life, every night missing son.

And Wang Zici didn't know that he was his father, let alone that Yan Manjia was actually his sister who was related to him by blood. He always thought that Yan Manjia was adopted by his father as much as himself.

He stretched out his hands to pull Yan He up, with a surprised look on his face, Yan He lost one eye, only a line of ugly wrinkled eyelids, and only one of the two sleeves exposed his hands.

Looking at the talented son in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart, but he couldn't express it on the outside, while Wang Zici looked at Yan He's whole body, with doubts and inexplicable heartache on his face.

"I'll take you to take a bath and change clothes."

"Then go eat."

As soon as Yan He heard this, he blinked his eyes, looked at his missing left hand and what happened to him now was Wang Xunrong's punishment for him, looked at the luxuriously dressed son in front of him, and knew that Wang Xunrong was not because of what he did. In order to punish his son, he was already very relieved. If he knew that Wang Zici had taken care of him, he would definitely cause unnecessary trouble to his son.

"I just want to eat rice rolls."

"Steamed Vermicelli Roll?"

Wang Zici saw that there were commercial streets all around him, and there was no way there would be any food stalls selling snacks. He also saw that he was driving a car belonging to his father, Wang Shi Group, and frowned at his sloppy attire.

"Then you wait for me, I'll go buy it."

Yan He nodded, and watched Wang Zici drive away. He also saw the change in his son's expression, and his back when he left was even more desolate.

Yan Manjia breathed heavily, laying on the stairs step by step, but gradually lost consciousness, the things in front of her eyes became more and more blurred, just when she was about to fall down, she wanted to hold on to the handrail of the stairs, but fell to the ground because of lack of strength , I vaguely heard the beautiful melody not far away disappear, and a vague figure walked out of a room and walked towards him.

Wang Geyan, who had just finished playing a piece about the forest in the piano room, was about to walk towards the elevator. He didn't take a second look at the human lying on the ground, but when he walked to the elevator entrance beside her, he suddenly felt the pain on the ground. She was pulling at the bottom of his trousers, and he looked down at her. Only then did his icy-cold face change, his brows were wrinkled, and he picked up Yan Manjia and walked into the elevator.

"Sea... sea...."

Wang Geyan quickly drove the sports car to the sea area at high speed, seeing her slumped on the car seat listlessly, he felt panicked in his heart.

As soon as he reached the shore, he picked up the girl and ran towards the edge of the cliff with great strides.

It was already time for the sun to set back to the sea and the mountain in the sky. She asked him to throw himself into the sea, and he seemed resolute.

Holding the girl up with her arms, the sea breeze behind the girl caressed the girl's clean blue dress in the air, and the skirt was surrounded by gauze. Her eyes were gently closed, and her long hair was flowing in layers. It sets together with the red sun in the distant sky and seaside.

The sky was gradually getting dark, and the piece of dyed cloth left by the sunset on the beach was about to disappear. He just sat on the reef and looked at the vast sea in front of him, letting the cool sea breeze blow his thin silver-white hair, looking back. Xiangyang Mi left the rendered scenery, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and when he closed his world-weary eyes, he inadvertently shed a tear, listening to the singing of seagulls, and stretched out his hands to feel the comfort of the sea breeze surrounding him.

"The sound of birds chirping, the sea breeze."

"You can see deer in the deep forest, and whales in the blue sea."

Wang Geyan opened his eyes and looked at the time again. Several hours had passed, but Yan Manjia did not appear. He realized in his heart that the reappearing soul would come from the deep sea. It was a soul named Jian Kong, whom Moge had long loved. He raised his eyes and suddenly saw her.

"I woke up from a dream."

He lay down on the reef and closed his eyes. This time he wanted Mog to appear, and he would be the one who could wake up again by entering the space of consciousness.

A girl's heart is a sea, and there is only one blue whale in the sea. It is lonely and can only sleep in the sea by itself. Since the moment the girl wants to protect it, the girl will not let her wake up again. As time goes by, it thinks He really couldn't wake up, only when the girl's consciousness disappeared and she was about to die, it would wake up and protect the girl.

The heart of a young man is a forest. There is no sound of any creature in the forest. There is only a snow-white elk sleeping in the grass. With its protection during his 17 hellish years, Wang Geyan has grown from being a coward The mouse's child gradually grows into a fearless teenager.

Although Wang Geyan has gone through the long and difficult road of suffering, it does not mean that the knot in his heart will be untied. The guardian in his heart will only leave his heart when he truly lets go of the past, but now He rarely encounters difficulties, so the guardian will not wake up again after he falls asleep, and Mog will only appear when he enters the consciousness space.

Moge was awakened by the sun's rays, covered the sun with his palms and slowly got up, looking at the surrounding environment suspiciously, he is still in a daze, walking on the beach, then walked to the beach, not far away a graceful The figure came into his eyes.

"Is it her?"

"I'm not hallucinating, am I?"

What he was thinking in his heart made it difficult for him to speak, but when he saw her walking towards him and Jane Kong walking towards him, the sea breeze blew her hair, and the strands of hair brushed past him and straightened The bridge of his nose realized that it was not an illusion, because the smell that entered his nose belonged only to her, and he turned to face her.

"Hello, Lu Moge."

Jian Kong brushed the fluttering lock of hair behind his ears, and smiled brightly. When he raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of smiles, so beautiful, and he stretched out his hand to Moge.

Moge stared blankly at the dimples on Jian Kong's cheeks that only appeared when he smiled genuinely. Not only did his face turn red, but he slowly raised his hand, and Jian Kong held it tightly, looking at his shy face. Appearance, the heart is more joyful.

"Hello, Jane Kong."

Moge's gaze stayed in Jian Kong's sincere eyes, and he was fascinated for a while.

Jian Kong slightly bent his eyebrows, then put down his hand to bring Moge out.

"Didn't you tell the owner of this body your name?"

Jian Kong raised his voice, and when he turned to face the sea, Moge finally returned his attention, and at this time there was a yacht heading towards them on the sea not far away.

"He's here too, it's difficult."

Gu Zhi stood on the height of the yacht and observed them on the beach with binoculars. His eyes were still clear and he did not wear glasses anymore. Without the glasses, his eyes were more deserted, but there was a lot of emotion on his face. He was haggard, but this trace of haggardness made his eyes have a sense of story, and the edges and corners of his face were smooth like thin strips. Today he is wearing the same blue shirt and a pair of tight cropped trousers as he used to wear in school. Suit pants, the exposed ankles are even more slender.

Although the distance is still far away, looking at the tall figure of that person, she can already feel that it is that person. Although she doesn't understand why she feels a sense of crisis, she knows that her fear of this person must come from Yan Manjia's experience. After experiencing the torment she didn't know, she ran to the forest behind without hesitation, and glanced at Mog when she turned around.

The yacht soon docked at the shore, and Gu Zhi fastened the small buttons on the cuffs of his shirt as he stepped out of the yacht, and asked Lin He to lead his men to catch up with Jian Kong first.

"She's not Yan Manjia."

"I also know that you are not Wang Geyan."

Mo Ge stood in front of him, and Gu Zhi raised his eyes to observe him carefully, his eyes were much purer, there was no sense of hating the world, and there was a slight nervous expression on his face.

"She's not an experiment, she's human."

Mogo scolded him angrily.

Gu Zhi didn't want to explain, and went straight to the forest.

　There are details in the latter part of Chapter 1
　　
　
(End of this chapter)