The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 84, Ask the Heart

  Stay silent for a long time.

   At a certain moment, Yang Yongjian, who was too quiet, suddenly felt his brows warm, his heart swelled, and a surge of anger rushed up. The emotions she had suppressed for 18 years suddenly burst!

she cried!

   In the dark night, Yang Yongjian cried like a wounded female beast.

   suddenly cried! Kneeling on his knees, with his forehead against the osmanthus tree, weeping bitterly.

   The cry is not sharp, but it is very torn and sad.

   She was crying about her dying mother, her poor father who was sick, and her self who failed to get into Qingbei for more than ten years.

   She is blaming the sky, the earth, herself, and even more unfair fate...

   She thought about asking why God treated her like this? Why don't you let yourself go?

  Falling down at home and failing the college entrance examination, her life was cold without a trace of warmth, no trace of light, and no trace of support for her.

   A persistent woman like her who has been studying 18 kinds of life with the belief that "knowledge can change destiny and knowledge can go out of the mountains" since childhood, but now her invincible belief has been broken and the light of hope has disappeared.

   Over the years, her mother was paralyzed in bed until she died, and she carried it; her father had hyperthyroidism, and she also insisted on it.

   It was just that she failed the college entrance examination, but it became the last straw that broke her down. She didn't know how far she could go.

   She wondered how long she could maintain her "strong" self-esteem in front of others?

  She wondered if she would disappear from the crowd after she was discouraged?

she does not know!

  She really doesn't know!

   She beat the ground with both hands, trees with both hands, and herself with both hands.

   Want to cry, cry bitterly, cry sadly! It seems that the pain of losing his mother, the worry for his father, and the hardships of the road ahead are all about to cry out, all to vent.

  She was on her knees crying at first, but slowly she fell down on the ground, crying, and her voice became a trickle.

   It's just a shudder, even more grief.

  Zhang Xuan was sitting on a rock 10 meters away. Seeing her crying, he didn't even think to persuade her.

   Because he didn't know how to persuade him.

   He has never experienced such suffering, and he is not qualified to persuade him.

   And he knew better that Yang Yongjian didn't want to persuade himself.

  In his opinion, ordinary people are anxious enough to encounter such a bad thing.

   And Yang Yongjian has been hit one after another in a short period of time, which is indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people, beyond the ability of ordinary people to bear.

  Zhang Xuanmo asked himself, if he and Yang Yongjian changed positions, maybe he would have retreated, collapsed long ago, and broke the tank long ago.

   What a conceited person she is in her heart, from kindergarten to high school, from elementary exams to big exams, she is the first in every exam, every year.

   On the road of her studies, for more than ten years, she has encountered Buddhas and killed Buddhas, encountered gods and killed gods, and has never met an opponent.

  Invincible for more than ten years, but in the most crucial battle in the college entrance examination, the most fateful battle, she collapsed, she lost.

   She did not lose to others, but to herself and to God.

   How can she be content with this?

   Therefore, although Zhang Xuan could not persuade her or comfort her, he understood her and understood her.

   is willing to accompany her as a close friend of the two worlds.

   And she is wearing a tough shell in front of people, she is very strong, stronger than ordinary people, stronger than most people.

  Yang Yongjian's purpose in doing this is to not want people to see her vulnerable side, so why should she add a box to the snow?

   Now take off the disguise, no one will see, let her cry, let her vent.

   Maybe it’s better to finish crying.

   Maybe after crying, I adjusted it.

   Maybe it’s over after crying.

  It is said that after the wind and rain, there will be a rainbow, right?

  Zhang Xuan is waiting, waiting for the rainbow after the storm.

  …

  I don’t know how long it has been, but it’s been a long time anyway, because she was crying because she didn’t dare to say anything!

   Wei Wei came over later, Chen Lei, who sent his son home, and Du Kedong, who sent his daughter to the dormitory, also came.

  Wei Wei observed Huiyang Yongjian under the faint moonlight, and then said to Zhang Xuan: "You smell like alcohol, go back to the dormitory to take a bath first, we are here to guard, and nothing will happen."

  Zhang Xuan took a serious look at Yang Yongjian and sniffed himself again. After thinking for a while, he was no longer hypocritical, greeted the three of them, and turned away.

   After taking a shower in the dormitory and washing his hair, when he rushed back to the woods again, he found that Yang Yongjian, who was beside him, had stopped crying and was hunched over to accept Wei Wei's advice.

   Later, Yang Yongjian left, dragged his tired body and followed Wei Wei back to the teacher's dormitory.

  …

   After a bad night, Zhang Xuan, who rushed back to the dormitory, washed and dried his clothes again. He was so sleepy that he lay down on the bed and slept.

  I didn't think too much, I was too lazy to think too much, and I didn't have the strength to think too much, and the whole person slowly fell into sleep.

   The night passed.

  In the early morning, the eastern horizon shone with a trace of light, carefully soaking the light blue sky, and a new day gradually moved in from afar.

   Zhang Xuan got up early, put things in order, and let go of what he could not want in three years of high school, and went downstairs after washing.

   "Zhang Xuan."

   Zhang Xuan heard a sweet cry as soon as he walked out of the dormitory door, and someone called his name affectionately.

   He was not surprised by this, as if he had expected it.

   walked over and asked, "You were drunk last night, is your head better now? Does it still hurt?"

   "Well, it's better." Du Shuangling stared at the man in front of her, and said with a light "um", "It doesn't hurt that much."

   Then she asked softly, "Are you going to the train station?"

   "Yes, my train is at 8:30." Zhang Xuan also asked, "Is your father up?"

  Du Shuangling replied softly: "I got up, I'm helping Yongjian carry things to the car. He wants us to gather at the rice noodle shop at the school gate and have breakfast together."

   "Okay, let's go over, I'm a little hungry." With that said, Zhang Xuan walked over to help her brush the fine hair in her ears, silently satisfying her desires.

   Zhang Xuan understands very well. Last night, he felt strange to Mi Jian. Even Yang Yongjian, an outsider, noticed it. He deliberately came in to drink, and even tried him with words.

   How could this person in front of him not feel it?

   How could there be no trace of discovery?

   It's just that Du Shuangling hides it well and doesn't want to show it.

   Because I fell in love with such a man with an unsatisfactory heart, there is no better way for the time being.

   And she is now waiting outside the boys' dormitory early in the morning, wanting him to see her as soon as possible is the best proof.

   "Okay." Du Shuangling replied softly, half-squinting her eyes and letting him be intimate, enjoying it very much.

   After the tacit interaction, the woman took the initiative to help carry some things, and the two walked to the school gate side by side.

   "Remember when the school started three years ago?" When passing the teaching building, Du Shuangling couldn't help but look up.

   Zhang Xuan also followed to look at the teaching building, sighing: "Remember, you must remember.

   The picture of me being rejected by Mr. Chen Lei indifferently at that time is still clearly visible, as if it happened yesterday. If it wasn't for your persistence, I wouldn't be in this school anymore. "

  Du Shuanglingyan smiled and gouged out his eyes: "Xiaoye, do you still hold grudges?"

   Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and quibble: "Remorse is secondary. I mainly remember your goodness. Without you, I would not be where I am today."

   "Virtue ~"

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