Qian Yan

Chapter 171 My Future Is You
Cheng Jialu is recovering well, and was transferred from the hospital to home two weeks after waking up.

His home is still the same as when Weiran left, with evergreen trees planted and trimmed neatly.

The swing frame he set up for her is still under the biggest flower tree.It's just that the cushion she had carefully prepared had been completely discarded by her.

The sun was very good, Yan Weiran put Cheng Jialu in thick clothes, wrapped him in a blanket, and pushed him into the garden to bask in the sun.

She sat on the swing, swayed for a while, and looked at the familiar things around her.Beside the swing, there are a few tall North American holly plants, with bright red and brilliant fruits, growing in clusters on the branches with no leaves, pressing down on the white snow, drooping and lovely.

The sun and snow shine on the body together, warm and harmonious.Yan Weiran sat beside Cheng Jialu, looking at the flowers and snow in front of her, because she lacked sleep for many days because of taking care of him, she was drowsy.

When she was half asleep and half awake, she suddenly felt itchy on her cheeks, as if a strand of hair was brushing gently.

She slightly opened her eyes and looked, and it turned out that it was Cheng Jialu who was gently stroking her hair. He was staring at her with such gentle eyes, and his fingertips were as gentle as if he was stroking a newly bloomed flower.

Yan Weiran looked at him with dazed eyes, wondering for a moment what time it is now, whether the days since her serious injury were just a nightmare, and now she is still waking up in the beautiful garden of Jialu, still possessing happiness and tenderness life, with the warm sunshine that never slant west.

But immediately, she understood.

What happened has happened after all; what happened in the past is just past after all.

Even though the sun is so gentle at this time, time is so slow, and the world is so beautiful.But after all, she is no longer the girl who just wants to rely on someone and live a quiet and ordinary life.

She has found an ally and got the one person she wants to walk down with.Instead of hoping to find someone who is willing to pamper and support me for a lifetime, I just linger in his garden and forget about the world.

So she smiled at him, raised her hand to cover his hand stroking her hair, shook it gently, and put it back on the armrest of his wheelchair.

She asked him, "Is it cold? Go back to the house and rest?"

Cheng Jialu stared at her and shook his head slowly: "I want to sit for a while longer."

Yan Weiran lowered his head to avoid his gaze, picked up the fruit plate next to him and said, "Then let me peel you an apple, you need to eat more, so that your body can recover faster."

Her fingers are nimble, and she is also very dexterous in peeling the fruit. The thin and long peel hangs down from her fingertips, evenly and flatly from the beginning to the end, stretching continuously.

Then she cut the apple into small pieces, put it on a plate, and served it in front of him with a fruit fork.

After Cheng Jialu subconsciously said thank you, a sudden feeling of sadness welled up in his heart.He could no longer accept her tenderness calmly and calmly as before.

After silently eating two pieces of apples, he found a topic and asked her: "Did Zhang Yuman look for you? I...maybe leaked some things I shouldn't have said before, I don't know if it will cause you trouble .”

"It's okay, just don't talk to Zhang Yuman. She wants to make trouble, and we still have a handle." She said, holding her chin and smiling slightly, "Besides, Zexi will take care of these small things, Zhang Yuman No matter how much you jump around, it will have little effect, so you don't have to worry too much."

When talking about Wei Zexi, the natural smile on her face made Cheng Jialu feel as if his heart was blocked.Although he knew that their relationship was extraordinary now, he really couldn't convince himself to accept this fact calmly.

"I'm sorry... for letting you take care of me at this moment." He said softly, as if talking to himself.

Yan Weiran was silent for a while, then said softly: "It's okay, I also thought that it might be too hasty to get together and go public a year ago, and maybe the next year or spring would be a better time."

But Cheng Jialu's voice became even lower: "I'm really sorry... Wei Ran, I shouldn't have trusted Fang Aili. When you needed care the most, I agreed to her request because of her." Hype the marriage news..."

"It's okay, it's been so long." Yan Weiran smiled, exhaled softly and said, "Although at that time, it really hit me hard. But thinking about it now, it may be a kind of spur, let me I can see the road in front of me more firmly.”

Cheng Jialu looked at her eyes, and became dazed because of her words, and then gradually thought clearly, and a kind of heartbreaking pain that couldn't be resolved.

He didn't expect that he only wanted to give her the most beautiful roses, but in the end, he flattened all the flowers and left her with thorns and thorns.

"But I... don't want to be the one who urges you to be brave." He lowered his eyes sadly, hiding the regret and burning in his eyes.Maybe it was the injury that made him vulnerable, maybe it was the past that made him fall, he couldn't resolve the regret in his heart, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say to her later——

If possible, I must be the character who will care for you and pamper you for the rest of my life, so that you don't know the sufferings of the world.Instead of acting as the present person who left a deep scar and became the person from your painful past.

And Yan Weiran smiled, gently raised her hand and breathed, warming her fingertips.She looked at the garden covered by ice and snow, her eyes were so clear that she was almost a little indifferent, and she said softly, "It's okay, this is also very good, and it is also an indispensable experience in my life."

He still wanted to say something, but she had already stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, it's really cold. Let's go back to the house."

She pushed him back to the house, carefully helped him sit on the sofa, helped him take off his coat and scarf, and hung them on the hangers.

After all, the air in the room was stuffy, and Cheng Jialu felt a little stuffy in his chest.But seeing his unpainted cheeks showing a faint blush in the warm room, he felt that he should come back inside earlier.

"Miran, take me to the study, I have something for you."

Weiran responded, pushed him to the study, and stopped in front of the desk.

Cheng Jialu opened the desk drawer, took out a formula, put it on the desk, and gently pushed it to Undyed on the opposite side: "After so long groping, I finally stripped that substance and got a pure extract. This This recipe has been completely perfected."

Yan Weiran stared at the paper for a long time, then stretched out his hand to lightly cover it.

This is the perfect formula that her teacher has dreamed of for many years. Unfortunately, after such a long time of research and development, the moment when it finally succeeded, the teacher has never seen it.

She caressed the formula's hand, which couldn't help trembling slightly.She thought of the teacher's expectation, and felt sad, but she didn't take the piece of paper into her hands.

She only asked in a hoarse voice: "In the end... how did you strip that ingredient out?"

"Dichloromethane is very volatile and can dissolve most non-polar molecules. Even if there is a little residue in the finished product, the damage to the skin is very small."

Yan Weiran thought for a while, then nodded: "Dichloromethane is feasible. Although it will harm the respiratory tract, as long as the volatility is controlled during the production process and workers are not allowed to inhale large amounts, everything will be safe."

"Yes, this is already a perfect formula." Cheng Jialu stared at her in front of him and said softly, "I also... finally fulfilled my promise to you and the teacher, and helped you fulfill the teacher's last wish."

Yan Weiran stared at the formula, and in a daze, the teacher's face reappeared in front of his eyes.

She saw that the teacher was happy that she had discovered a brand new skin care substance, and she also saw that she was troubled by the defects of the product.She still remembers that when the teacher entrusted her to find someone to perfect the formula, she said: "Ranran, Manman has no talent, and she can't go far on the road of makeup. So I will teach you all my techniques, I I hope you can rely on this to go to a height that no one else can reach. As for Manman, I want to leave her a good formula so that she can at least live this life with the protection of my mother..."

The words are still in my ears, but how does the teacher know that the escape route she carefully arranged for her daughter has become a rope around her neck because of Zhang Yuman's greed, and finally strangled her.

"But, the teacher didn't give me this formula..." Yan Weiran pressed the formula with his fingertips, and then slowly pushed it back to Cheng Jialu, shaking his head slowly and cautiously, "So this The formula belongs to the teacher, to you, but not to me."

Cheng Jialu looked at her incredulously, and asked, "You... don't want it?"

He still remembers how he felt when he finalized this formula in the research laboratory.There are joys, regrets, thousands of sighs and sadness.It seems that this is the crystallization of the relationship between him and Weiran in those days, the only souvenir of the lost love.

But now, she gently pushed back the remaining bondage to him, saying that it didn't belong to her.

Apart from being silent, he didn't know how else he could react.He stared at the formula in front of him, and all the light in his eyes gradually went out in silence.After a long time, he said hoarsely: "Okay, I see."

"So, please keep it first, it's not mine."

As Yan Weiran said, his eyes lingered on the paper for a while longer, then he stood up resolutely and said, "By the way, I'm going back to China tomorrow. The nurses invited by the housekeeper are so professional, they are by your side You should be very relieved."

Cheng Jialu couldn't help asking: "Are you going back with Aze...?"

"No, Zexi is running around in Europe. After the filing in the United States is approved, he wants to get the patents in Europe as well." Yan Weiran said lightly.

Cheng Jialu nodded, looking at the painstaking formula in front of him that she left behind, a sharp pain suddenly surged somewhere in his heart, and he couldn't help but blurt out impulsively: "But I heard that Aze's father , thinking about letting him go back to take over. The Chinese New Year is coming up these few days, so I don’t think he will return to China, right?”

Yan Weiran paused, then picked up his coat and put it on, and said, "Even if he doesn't go back, I have something to do. Now that new products are about to be launched, there are a lot of things in China, and the network market must be taken care of." , I must have a lot of entertainment around the Chinese New Year."

Cheng Jialu's expression darkened, and he asked, "So, you don't plan to stay in the United States for the New Year?"

"Well, I told you that my future is Siran, and Siran's world is in China." Yan Weiran said, packed up his things, and waved goodbye to him.The faint smile on her lips made him a little dizzy.

When she was about to close the door and leave, he couldn't help but say in despair: "Weiran, Aze will stay by his father's side and focus his career on Europe—just like my life, in New York .”

Yan Weiran looked at him silently, and after a while, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and the clear eyebrows were clear without any doubt.

"That was the former Wei Zexi. Now he will return to China to develop, I believe in him."

(End of this chapter)