The news of Jiang Fei's transfer caused a wave of discussion on the first day of school.
Although the teachers and hardware are the same, everyone in the school knows that Jiang Fei's class is mostly rich second generation, and the starting point is much higher than that of ordinary people.
What's more, although the news of Jiang Fei and Shen Fang's marriage contract has never been made public, the people around have also heard some inside stories on the basis of rumors. Furthermore, it is said that Jiang Fei chased Shen Fang so many times to cover for him, Even if she didn't know about the engagement, she could still see her thoughts on Shen Fang.
Now, Jiang Fei has to change classes.
It's incredible.
However, no matter how unbelievable the people around him were, Jiang Fei still greeted everyone's eyes on the first morning of school, and was led by the grade director to the gate of the ordinary class.
"Students, this is a new transfer student from our class, Jiang Fei..."
The grade director is talking on the podium.
The students below have already started a commotion.
"Jiang Fei? The second-generation class flower?"
"Didn't you say she was the only daughter of the Jiang family? Why did you come to our place?"
"I hope it doesn't affect our atmosphere..."
"She's really good-looking."
"..."
Although it is an ordinary class, it is the school's own funds to poach students with excellent character and learning from all over the world to improve the gold content of the school's grades.
Therefore, this school is the choice of many poor students, because as long as they study well, it means that after enrollment, all tuition fees will be borne by the school.
This also caused many top students with high spirits in this class.
Of course, except for Ruan Tang, she was tutored by Song Yan during the summer vacation before the entrance examination, and she entered this school with the score line.
Jiang Fei stood in front of the podium and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Jiang Fei. I will get along and study with you in the future. I hope you will take care of me."
As she spoke, she looked around at the students in the class, and at a glance she saw Song Yan who was still wearing a white shirt in the corner. He also saw her, but he just glanced at her lightly and then looked away, as if the two had never known each other before. over average.
There was nothing around him.
And Ruan Tang, who was sitting in front of Song Yan, noticed Jiang Fei's gaze, and felt a tightness in his heart.
"Okay, Jiang Fei, let's find a seat and sit down..." said the head teacher.
Jiang Fei bowed politely to the class teacher, turned around and walked towards Song Yan in the corner.
Everyone looked at Jiang Fei in surprise or astonishment, and then at the boy in the corner.
That's Song Yan!
She gets first place every year, never fails to participate in various competitions, and she is an exceptionally good-looking flower of Gaoling, Song Yan!
Ruan Tang lowered her head and bit her lower lip.
She and Song Yan have been classmates for nearly seven years, and she has always known that Song Yan doesn't like others getting too close to him, and only she can sit around Song Yan, but now...
Song Yan smelled the pleasant fragrance around him, turned his head to look at Jiang Fei, then lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Sorry, I don't like people around me."
The boy's voice was hoarse and magnetic, but alienated and unfamiliar.
Many people around heard this and secretly looked at this side.
The Flower of Gaoling really refused, but I don't know how the young lady will react.
Ruan Tang breathed a sigh of relief, as the girl who was closest to Song Yan and was not rejected by him, her cheeks felt hot.
Jiang Fei looked at Song Yan and blinked innocently: "Why?"
Song Yan lowered his head and said calmly: "Student Jiang can go to other seats."
Jiang Fei smiled, took two steps towards him, and leaned slightly: "But I just want to sit here, boy, friend, friend."
The last three words, one word at a time, the voice is extremely soft.
The others couldn't hear clearly, but they all saw Gao Ling Zhihua's body stiffen, and Jiang Fei had already taken this opportunity to sit beside him.
Ruan Tang's face turned pale suddenly, she could hear clearly.
Jiang Fei called Song Yan "boyfriend". When did they have such a relationship? Why did she never know?
Thoughts were mixed, Ruan Tang sat in his seat in a daze all day long, didn't listen to the class, even at lunch time, he was full of panic.
Until the evening, when the class was over, Ruan Tang looked at the dense numbers on the book in front of him, finally clenched his fists, picked up the book and was about to turn around: "Song Yan..." How to solve this problem.
Before the last half of the sentence was finished, it was interrupted by a sweet voice.
"Student Song, return the umbrella to you." Jiang Fei took out the umbrella he had prepared earlier, handed it to Song Yan, and said with a smile, "It was raining a week ago, and I was trapped in the restaurant, thank you."
Ruan Tang's little face became even whiter.
A week ago, on the rainy day, it was the day my father fainted and was hospitalized.
She thought Song Yan was working part-time, but he was with Jiang Fei?
Song Yan took the umbrella from Jiang Fei expressionlessly, and the sound of the chair in front of him rubbing against the ground sounded. Song Yan thought of something and looked up quickly.
Ruan Tang stood up with a pale face, and ran out of the classroom with red eyes.
Song Yan frowned slightly, lightly clenched his hands on the table, and then got up.
"Classmate Song!" Jiang Fei suddenly grabbed his palm.
Song Yan frowned, with repulsion in his heart, and looked back at her: "Student Jiang, I know what you are thinking, but not everyone is as scheming as you."
After finishing speaking, he was about to break away from her hand and leave, but he stopped when he saw the figure at the door of the classroom, and the strength in his hand to break away from Jiang Fei also disappeared.
Standing in front of Ruan Tang at the door, the man with a gloomy expression was Shen Fang.
...
Ever since Jiang Fei left on the night of his birthday, Shen Fang has always felt that something was wrong with him.
The way she made cakes for him, prepared meals, even...the way she kissed him before leaving, drilled into his mind over and over again, even in her dreams, she never let him go.
He kept dreaming, dreaming that she was kissing his lips on tiptoe, even in the dream, the tingling feeling on her lips was very real.
But after the kiss, she tilted her head and smiled at him: "Goodbye, Shen Fang." Then she plunged into the white mist and disappeared without a trace.
After my birthday, I have three days to leave school.
During those three days, she never came to him again.
Even when school started, I didn't contact him again.
Shen Fang thought, he was just worried, and she hadn't given him a definite answer to the agreement with her.
Besides, I can always meet after school starts, and all my abnormalities will definitely disappear by then.
It's just that he didn't expect that Jiang Fei would not show up on the first day of school.
The classmates in the class were discussing something, and he faintly heard the name "Jiang Fei", but the voices of those people fell silent when they saw him.
He told himself that he didn't care at all.
But......
Jiang Fei often sat in the seat on his left, just across the corridor.
Now it is empty.
Jiang Fei always likes to sneak a glance at him, pursing his lips and looking away.
Now it was him constantly looking at her seat.
There were too many times, Shen Fang was annoyed, he simply turned his head away, lay down on the table and fell asleep.
When he woke up in a trance, his head turned to the left again, and he saw the girl in the white dress smiling at him in a trance.
Then, he was woken up.
"Brother Fang, congratulations, you have escaped from the sea of suffering!"
"Finally, I don't have to be pestered by certain people anymore."
Shen Fang frowned, looking at the few people in front of him, they were all people who had begged the Shen family.
He watched them pointing towards Jiang Fei's seat, feeling irritable and his face darkened.
Seeing this, the few people looked at each other for a while, then disappeared silently.
But Chen Bing in the back row saw something and patted him on the shoulder.
Shen Fang turned around.
Chen Bingdao: "Is this about Jiang Fei related to your change of attitude towards her during the holidays?"
Shen Fang was impatient: "How is it possible?" He paused, his voice lowered, "She likes me, who doesn't know?"
"I just say one word, and she'll come right back to me."
Didn't she just not come to school today?
Listening to his tone, Chen Bing gave him a strange look: "You still don't know?"
"what do you know?"
"Jiang Fei has changed classes."
Shen Fang was taken aback.
"Go to the opposite side."
Opposite, Song Yan's class.
She complied with his request.
And he wasn't surprised at all, she seldom refused him.
But my heart was inexplicably irritable.
Shen Fang got up and walked out of the classroom, he thought, at least she was also because of him, she just went to have a look, just to take a look.
But as soon as he reached the door of the opposite classroom, a figure rushed out and bumped into him.
Shen Fang instinctively moved aside, and then he saw the person in front of him clearly: "Ruan Tang?"
Ruan Tang also stopped in her tracks, looked up at him, her eyes were red, and she only murmured his name: "Shen Fang..."
"Why..." Shen Fang was about to ask, but he suddenly noticed something from the corner of his eye and looked up.
In the corner of the classroom, Jiang Fei was holding Song Yan's hand, the smile remaining in his eyes was particularly dazzling, it made his heart shrink, and then he was furious.
He still remembered that her hand was soft and soft. When he was injured, Jiang Fei used that hand to support him, walking by the lake in the apartment.
Jiang Fei also noticed him, and slowly looked over at him, then his eyes froze, and he fixedly looked at him.
Shen Fang's breath froze unconsciously, staring at her still holding Song Yan's hand, thinking she would let go.
But three seconds later, Jiang Fei looked away, still holding Song Yan's palm: "Student Song, what did you say just now that work is based on scheming?"
Song Yan also came back to his senses when he heard the words, his eyes were complicated.
The picture of Shen Fang and Ruan Tang embracing in the hospital that day emerged.
He doesn't have much, and his dignity doesn't allow him to fight for what he can't get.
Song Yan finally slowly returned to his seat, holding Jiang Fei's hand without letting go.
Shen Fang looked at the figures of the two men.
very good.
He is also very happy, glad that Ruan Tang is with him now.
But why is Jiang Fei and Song Yan holding hands in his mind?
"Shen Fang?" Ruan Tang whispered to him.
Shen Fang came to his senses, put his arms around Ruan Tang's shoulders, glanced at Jiang Fei inadvertently, saw her in a trance, and finally felt better, she still cared!
"I'll take you out of here."
Shen Fang softened his voice, and after finishing speaking, he took Ruan Tang and left.
In the classroom, Song Yan let go of Jiang Fei's hand almost immediately.
This time Jiang Fei didn't resist, and also let go.
Song Yan got up and looked at her coldly: "Student Jiang is satisfied?"
After the words fell, he left.
Jiang Fei looked at his back and raised his eyebrows.
Of course I am satisfied.
At least she knew that Song Yan didn't like Ruan Tang more than her own dignity.
After leaving the school, the driver was already waiting at the gate.
Jiang Fei was sitting in the back seat with the car window half down. Just about to raise the car window, he suddenly saw something and squinted his eyes.
Shen Fang and Ruan Tang were walking side by side.
Jiang Fei smiled, it turned out that Shen Fang was like this in front of Ruan Tang.
Unsmiling, but with some rigor.
It's really not like him.
"Miss, do you want to get out of the car?" The driver glanced at Jiang Fei from the rearview mirror. Everyone in the Jiang family knew her love for the young master of the Shen family.
"Huh?" Jiang Fei was puzzled, then shook his head, raised the window, "No need."
On the side of the road, Shen Fang noticed something, frowned and looked over, and saw Jiang Fei behind the car window at a glance.
He took a tight breath and clenched his hands unconsciously.
In the past, when Jiang Fei saw him with other girls, she would always take the initiative to come to him, even if it was just to say hello.
But now...
Jiang Fei only glanced at him, then looked away, raised the window, and the car left quickly.
Shen Fang froze.
"I'm sorry, Shen Fang." Ruan Tang's voice sounded beside him.
Shen Fang came back to his senses in a trance, and looked at the other party.
Ruan Tang pursed her lips: "Before, I was always the one who misunderstood you because of fighting and racing." She smiled, her face still pale, "Thank you for being with me today..."
Shen Fang's footsteps gradually stopped, staring at Ruan Tang in a daze.
In fact, she did not misunderstand him.
He wasn't a nice guy in the first place.
He just suddenly thought of Jiang Fei who sat in the back seat because he was worried that he was in danger, even though he was very scared that day in Xihuan; and Jiang Fei who went to pick him up after fighting alone at one o'clock in the middle of the night...
Ruan Tang was afraid that he would do these things, and Jiang Fei was afraid that he would get hurt.
"Shen Fang? What are you looking at?" Ruan Tang looked at Shen Fang staring straight at her, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Shen Fang came back to his senses suddenly, looked around: "Sorry."
He apologized inexplicably, then quickly turned and left.
Shen Fang felt that something was wrong with him.
When I got back to the apartment, it was late afternoon, the usual time for a walk.
Shen Fang rode his motorcycle and stopped at the door of the apartment. He didn't get off the car, but just stared at the crowd by the lake in the distance, with waves of unbearable loneliness emerging in his heart.
A car stopped beside him.
Shen Fang turned his head and took a look, but never looked back.
He knew this car, it was the one that picked up Jiang Fei just now.
Feeling relieved, Shen Fang's eyes lit up unconsciously.
He thought, as long as Jiang Fei succumbed to him and said that she didn't want to get close to Song Yan at all, then... just cancel the agreement.
However, the next second, the driver got out of the car: "Master Shen?"
Shen Fang paused and nodded.
The driver smiled: "Miss said let me return this to you."
In his palm, there is a key.
A spare key to the apartment.
Some time ago, he gave it to Jiang Fei.
Shen Fang stared at the key, his chest froze, and his eyes quickly glanced at the back seat of the car.
The driver hurriedly said: "Miss has already gone home, she said that the holiday is over, you may not want to see her."
Shen Fang pursed his lips firmly, and took the key.
Of course he didn't want to see her.
To see her is to see the devil!
The driver leaves.
Shen Fang held the key tightly.
He thought, this time, it's not just that he gave in. If Jiang Fei doesn't come to him to admit his mistakes in person, he will definitely not cancel the agreement, let alone...see her again!
...
the other side.
Just as Jiang Fei entered the villa, Wen Juan was coming out of the dining room with a fruit plate, and she smiled when she saw her: "Jiang Jiang is back? Your father will have dinner when he comes back soon."
"Okay." Jiang Fei nodded, then thought of something, took out the ointment from the bag, bought it at the pharmacy when he came back, "Aunt Wen, this ointment is for you."
Wenjuan was surprised: "This is?"
"Scar removal," Jiang Fei stuffed the ointment into her hand, "From now on, you don't need to cover it up anymore."
She was quiet for a while and then said: "No one here dares to hurt you."
Wenjuan stared blankly at the ointment, then at Jiang Fei, her eyes were slightly red, she quickly turned her head: "Why did you say such a thing suddenly..."
Jiang Fei smiled: "Because this is your home." She thought for a while and added, "You are my family, and so is yours."
After speaking, he quickly ran upstairs.
Wenjuan is still holding the ointment.
family.
She always knew that Jiang Jiang was a sensible girl, but she didn't know how to express it, but now these words pierced straight into her heart.
She dared not touch those dark memories of the past, including Xiaocuo who hated her.
Now, shouldn't she...should come out?
Jiang Fei walked into the bedroom and threw himself onto the sofa.
Naturally, scar creams cannot really completely remove scars.
It's just that Aunt Wen needs to unravel her guilt towards Jiang Cuo.
Just as he was thinking, the sound of the system came, and Shen Fang's favorability increased by 2.
82.
Jiang Fei frowned and hummed softly for a long time.
mean.
Thinking of Song Yan again, Jiang Fei couldn't help but smile.
She turned on her mobile phone and looked at his itinerary that she had investigated.
On Tuesday and Friday, Song Yan would go to the restaurant to play the piano, on weekends he would teach a junior high school student, and in the rest of the time, he would work in a small restaurant.
He arranges his extracurricular time to the fullest.
Jiang Fei turned off the phone.
A noble and proud young man, people can't help but look at the moment when he lowers his head.
...
The next day, evening.
In a high-end restaurant, a faint chasing light shines on the piano.
A boy in a suit sat in front of the piano, playing the starry sky quietly, and the sound of the piano flowed quietly and gracefully.
But in the next second, the sound of the piano suddenly became more rapid, and soon returned to normal.
Song Yan looked at Jiang Fei who was slowly walking into the restaurant, her gaze fell on him unabashedly, and then she took a seat closest to the piano.
Song Yan couldn't help frowning slightly.
In school, Jiang Fei ignored his repulsion and sat beside him. After school, she disappeared early, and unexpectedly she appeared here again.
Song Yan met her gaze.
Her goal is very clear, it is him.
Song Yan had heard about Jiang Fei's thoughts on Shen Fang, she liked Shen Fang, and Shen Fang liked Ruan Tang.
All day today, because of Jiang Fei, he had almost no chance of contact with Ruan Tang.
After school in the evening, he saw Shen Fang riding a motorcycle waiting at the school gate, sending Ruan Tang home in a particularly flamboyant manner.
However, he vaguely saw Shen Fang subconsciously looking around the crowd before leaving.
Song Yan knew that he didn't have much time to immerse himself in those so-called romances, and he had to earn every money he needed by himself.
So looking at the backs of Ruan Tang and Shen Fang, he couldn't even leave himself too long to feel lost.
As for Jiang Fei, she has a lot of time, but almost all of it is spent getting close to him.
In other words, approach him for Shen Fang.
After Song Yan played the last syllable, he got up and went back to the dressing room to change into a suit.
It was already dark when we walked out of the restaurant.
A black car stopped in front of him, and the rear window slowly fell down. Jiang Fei was looking at him with a smile: "Song, see you tomorrow."
Song Yan frowned unconsciously.
When I returned home with the vegetables, the room was pitch black and silent.
Song Yan turned on the light.
The old man's voice sounded immediately: "Xiao Yan is back?"
Song Yan responded in a low voice: "Grandma, you are at home alone, remember to turn on the light."
The old man just staggered up to him: "Grandma's eyes can't see very clearly, so I can't do anything now, I can only save some electricity bills, and let us, Xiaoyan, suffer less..."
Song Yan paused for a moment, then smiled: "Grandma, the money I earn now won't make me unable to pay some electricity bills, so you can use it at ease."
As he said, he walked into the kitchen familiarly, cooked porridge, and prepared today's dinner.
Looking at his figure, the old man couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes.
It's all because of her leg. If she hadn't fallen from the stairs in a hurry, she wouldn't have been unable to move for a few steps, and her half-blind eyes...
After dinner, Song Yan applied heat to the old man's knees, cleaned up the table and chairs, and then returned to the room, reading economics books under the lamp.
It wasn't until late at night that he turned off the lights and lay upright on the bed with a calm expression.
Thinking of Jiang Fei's words "See you tomorrow", he couldn't help frowning, but in a blink of an eye, he relaxed. Tomorrow he will work part-time in a small restaurant. place.
However, after spending the whole day at the same table with her, Song Yan walked into the backstage of the restaurant and just changed his clothes and went out, when he saw Jiang Fei who was sitting in the corner smiling at him.
She was wearing an expensive white dress, with naturally curly long hair hanging behind her, her skin was like snow, her eyes were bright, and she was out of place in a somewhat dim restaurant.
But she just sat there.
Song Yan couldn't help frowning, but still stepped forward patiently: "Hello, what do you need?"
Jiang Fei smiled: "Just order whatever you want."
Song Yan looked at her: "Beef soup is the signature dish of our shop, can I have some light and refreshing cold dishes?"
Jiang Fei still smiled with a good temper: "Yes," he added without forgetting, "I'm just waiting for you to get off work."
Those words easily attracted the attention of the people around, and the eyes of the guests looking at them became ambiguous.
Song Yan looked at her without changing his face, put away the menu and turned to leave.
It's not early for the restaurant to get off work. By the time Song Yan walked out of the restaurant, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
It was still the familiar black car, the familiar Jiang Fei sitting in the back seat of the car, and the familiar "see you tomorrow".
And that's just the beginning.
For the next few days, Song Yan could always see Jiang Fei at a fixed seat.
As early as the last time when Jiang Fei said it was his girlfriend, the people in the restaurant had tacitly agreed that the two were secretly dating.
The same goes for restaurant people.
No matter how Song Yan explained it, no one believed it. Song Yan didn't bother to pay attention to it after being teased too many times.
He will not give up his source of money because of unrelated people.
On Friday, Song Yan came to the restaurant to play the piano as usual.
But the waiter walked up to his ear and whispered, "Someone paid for a piece of music."
Song Yan looked at the "five" compared by the waiter, and was slightly surprised: "Five hundred?"
The waiter shook his head: "Five thousand."
Song Yan frowned. There were only a few people who ordered songs in the restaurant. One song was just a tip for a dinner. There were so many, almost none.
"What tune?"
"prisoner."
After the waiter finished speaking, Song Yan looked towards Jiang Fei's usual seat almost immediately, and she was indeed looking at him, smiling gracefully, which was very different from her smiling brightly in that small restaurant.
But Song Yan only felt annoyed.
He knew what Jiang Fei meant, and now he was the prisoner that Jiang Fei trapped anytime and anywhere.
Five thousand yuan was nothing more than a meal to her, but now she gave him the money like a charity, which seemed like a deliberate humiliation.
"Song Yan?" Seeing that he was silent, the waiter called him softly.
Song Yan stood up, "Sorry, I'm not feeling well today."
After speaking, he turned and stepped off the stage.
When he changed his clothes and walked out of the restaurant, Jiang Fei did not sit in the black car as before, but stood at the door of the restaurant.
Song Yan stared at her, and walked forward to meet her gaze for a long time: "Student Jiang."
Jiang Fei pretended to be surprised: "Student Song?"
Song Yan frowned slightly, suppressing the hidden anger in his heart and said: "I hope Jiang will stop following me in the future."
Jiang Fei tilted his head: "Student Song is talking about on-campus or off-campus?"
"It's all," Song Yan said in a low voice, "I hope Jiang will be as far away from me as possible in the school, especially outside the school."
After speaking, he bypassed her and left directly.
"Are you going to the city to teach a junior high school student surnamed Wang tomorrow?" Jiang Fei said slowly behind him.
Song Yan suddenly stopped, paused for two seconds, turned his head and said in a cold voice: "Please don't investigate me, classmate Jiang!"
Jiang Fei didn't say a word, just watched Song Yan's fluctuating favorability, and finally stayed at -3.
She smiled.
Just move it.
weekend.
When Song Yan went to the student's home in the city center to be a tutor, he deliberately turned his head and looked around. There was no black car following him, and there was no sign of Jiang Fei.
He felt relieved.
After teaching the course, he checked the students' homework again. When Song Yan came out of the students' home, it was already dark.
He bought the groceries and hurried back, but when he saw the elderly resident upstairs and the light on his window, he stopped in his footsteps.
In recent years, he has told grandma many times that it is enough to ask her to turn on the light, but she still refuses to listen.
today...
Song Yan's footsteps became flustered, and he hurried upstairs, opened the door: "Grandma..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
On the simple sofa, two figures sat, with several boxes of gifts beside them.
Song Yan looked at Jiang Fei sitting next to grandma, and both of them raised their heads to look at him before they could put away the smiles on their faces.
"Xiao Yan is back?" The old man's eyes were filled with surprise, "Xiao Yan didn't tell grandma when he made friends. If Fei Fei hadn't found her, I wouldn't have known about it."
Fifi.
Song Yan's face turned cold. He hated anyone approaching his family for any purpose.
"Feifei also said that you played the piano well yesterday, and a customer gave you 5,000 yuan, but you didn't accept it, so he simply charged it to the electricity card..."
Song Yan's expression became more and more gloomy, and he looked at Jiang Fei.
Jiang Fei nodded and smiled, "Student Song..."
Before she finished speaking, she only felt that her eyes were darkened. Song Yan stepped forward and pulled her towards the bedroom beside her.
The door shut with a bang.
Song Yan looked at Jiang Fei with cold eyes: "Do you really think I don't know what you want to do?"
Jiang Fei said innocently: "Accompany the old man."
"Jiang Fei!" Song Yan pursed his lips, rarely furious.
The next second, he turned around and opened the closet, took out his wallet and took out a bank card. After a pause, he took out five hundred yuan bills: "There are five thousand yuan in the card, and these five hundred are the gift money you brought. Please, Mr. Jiang ,leave here!"
Jiang Fei glanced at Song Yan, then at the bank card and banknotes, and then slowly took them.
Song Yan turned sideways to give way to the exit seat.
Jiang Fei didn't intend to leave at all, but chuckled lightly: "Student Song, do you think I'm dismissed so easily?"
Song Yan stared at her closely: "You approached me, isn't it just for Shen Fang?"
Jiang Fei looked at him and smiled: "So you know."
Song Yan pursed his lips and remained silent.
"Then what do you say?" Jiang Fei walked in front of him, "Will you draw a complete line with Ruan Tang?"
Song Yan frowned, his eyes moved slightly, but his voice was still calm: "Do you want me to stop contacting Ruan Tang?"
Jiang Fei didn't respond, just looked up at him, and said in a quiet voice, "Song Yan, you know that Ruan Tang's father passed out and was hospitalized?"
Song Yan's expression changed slightly.
He naturally knew that on the same day, he saw Ruan Tang and Shen Fang hugging each other, but he was like a loser, unable to do anything.
Jiang Fei continued: "Shen Fang paid all the medical expenses for Ruan Tang in advance, and invited the best doctor to treat Ruan's father, right?"
Song Yan frowned.
"Grandma's health is not very good." Jiang Fei said flatly.
"What are you trying to say!" Song Yan's voice was a little out of control when he mentioned grandma.
Jiang Fei looked at him: "What Ruan Tang needs is someone who can be by her side, help her, take care of her, and give her a sense of security. You can't do that."
"A proud man like you naturally cannot give up his studies to work."
"Your only relative should have had an operation earlier to look after your legs and eyes, but you can't do it either."
"Jiang Fei!"
"I can help you." Jiang Fei said lightly, "I can help you with everything you need, including grandma's eyes."
Song Yan glanced at her and laughed mockingly: "Eyes?"
Grandma's eyes, the doctor said, were due to excessive use of the eyes when she was young, but now they have deteriorated so much that it is impossible to recover. Only the legs can be operated on.
But it requires a huge surgical cost.
There was no sign of joking in Jiang Fei's eyes, she nodded: "Eyes."
Song Yan condensed slightly, her eyes didn't look like a rich lady who didn't know much about the world, but she was inexplicably convincing.
Song Yan was in a daze, and then regained consciousness in an instant, stared at her cautiously, and remained silent for a long time: "What do you want?"
Jiang Fei looked at him: "You."
Song Yan didn't even think about it: "Impossible."
"You haven't listened to my request yet." Jiang Fei smiled and walked to his side, gently smoothing the wrinkles on his shoulders.
Song Yan froze, sniffing the fragrance in his ear, and avoided it.
Jiang Fei leaned closer to him, and his voice rang beside him: "Don't worry, we are not boyfriend and girlfriend, but you are not allowed to approach other girls for no reason, and you are not allowed to refuse any of my requests, and you are not allowed to say to me" No'."
After thinking about it, Jiang Fei added: "Of course, except for things that violate laws and regulations."
In the previous life, even if the original owner was close to Song Yan, it was because of "same fate and pity", pampering him and helping him.
Facts have proved that only the original owner was trapped in this way, and Song Yan was a sober outsider from the beginning to the end.
Might as well change the game.
Song Yan listened to Jiang Fei's words, anger and shame faintly appeared in his eyes.
He never expected that this bright-looking girl would say such...shameless words.
She gives him money, and he wants to listen to her.
She clearly only regarded him as a plaything.
"Impossible." Song Yan said coldly.
Jiang Fei was not annoyed, and put the bank card and banknotes on the table: "Think about it, my patience is not very good."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and opened the door, her voice became sweet again: "Grandma, it's getting late today, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you some other day!"
"Okay, okay!" Grandma nodded again and again, "Xiao Yan has few friends, Fei Fei, remember to come here often."
Jiang Fei nodded with a smile, and glanced at the back of Song Yan who was still standing in the room: "Yes."
After speaking, he opened the door and left.
Song Yan heard the sound of closing the door behind him, but his chest still couldn't restrain his anger.
He rarely had such violent emotions, but in just a few days, he was picked up by Jiang Feiquan.
"Xiao Yan?" The old man called him suspiciously in the living room.
Song Yan came back to his senses, let out a breath slowly, turned and walked out of the bedroom: "Grandma?"
"Little girl Feifei is really nice, she is good-looking and polite," the old man smiled and let out a sigh of relief, "I know you are not so withdrawn, so I am relieved."
What she was most afraid of was that one day she would leave suddenly and leave him alone.
Song Yan's throat moved slightly. He knew what grandma meant, so he couldn't refute.
But he couldn't help laughing at himself, Jiang Fei, who was "really nice", made such a rude and shameful request!
...
In the next few days, Jiang Fei did not continue to sit beside Song Yan at school, nor did he follow him outside the school, it seemed that he was really left alone to think about it.
Song Yan never knew what Jiang Fei meant by "not very good patience". She was able to wait for him at his place of work for several days, which was not a sign of poor patience.
But soon, Song Yan knew.
He went to the restaurant to play the piano as usual, but the lobby manager who greeted him took out the salary for this period of time and gave it to him with apologetic eyes, euphemistically expressing the meaning of "he was fired".
At this moment, Song Yan was only vaguely guessing something.
After going to the small restaurant, when the boss said, "Business is not good, there is no need to hire more people", Song Yan almost immediately confirmed that it was Jiang Fei's fault.
Even the family of the students he tutors expressed their hope to hire a tutor who can teach their children during the weekdays.
If you are rich and powerful, of course you can do whatever you want.
Jiang Fei used her wealth and power to deprive him of everything.
But she was still at school and asked him with concern in her eyes: "Student Song, isn't he going to work today?"
Song Yan ignored her and went to find a job every day after class.
He has always been confident in his abilities, and almost every job has shown the greatest enthusiasm and welcome to him at the very beginning, but only one day later, there will be an apologetic phone call to inform him that he failed the interview.
Frustrated and dazed.
On this day, Song Yan quietly returned to the resident downstairs, then stopped, and looked up at the dark window.
For the first time, I felt powerless and exhausted.
I didn't know how long I stood downstairs alone until it was completely dark.
There was a sudden commotion in the corridor, mixed with the voices of neighbors calling "old lady".
Song Yan came to his senses, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly ran in, and saw the neighbor's aunt head-on.
Seeing him, the aunt hurriedly said: "Xiaoyan, you are finally back. Your old lady was worried about you, so she groped her way out. For some reason, she suddenly disappeared and fell to the ground..."
Song Yan's expression changed drastically, and he hurried upstairs, where several neighbors were helping the old man back into the house.
"Grandma!" Song Yan hurried forward.
"Xiaoyan?" Grandma raised her hand and groped in mid-air.
"It's me," Song Yan quickly grabbed her hand, "Grandma, how are you?"
Grandma's eyes were completely out of focus, she opened her eyes and stared at him with difficulty: "Xiao Yan, why can't Grandma see you?"
Song Yan froze for a moment, in his mind, the words of the doctor and Jiang Fei that day kept echoing in his mind, heaven and man were at war.
The day the doctor said has come.
Jiang Fei said...she can.
"Xiao Yan?"
"I'll take you to the hospital!" Song Yan quickly picked up the old man on his back and ran downstairs towards the hospital.
However, after the examination, the doctor just shook his head regretfully.
Song Yan arranged the old man in the ward and sat alone in the pale corridor, only then did he realize that his right hand was trembling slightly.
He held the back of his right hand, restraining its trembling, and after a long time, slowly took out the phone.
In the middle of the night, Jiang Fei answered a phone call while sleeping.
The voice of the boy on the opposite side was humiliated and resentful, and it was very hoarse:
"I promise you."