The whole world says fuckingly that I don’t love you, Shen Qingxuan, I don’t love you anymore, what’s wrong?

Should I love you when I was born?

Chen Jiangnian has never been so angry. Every time he mentions Shen Qingxuan, people around him do not ask the reason, but he comes up with a questioning tone.

Yes, she understands, who is the one who says that these people are all Shen Qingxuan’s accomplices?

Since you are all so directed at Shen Qingsu, you can find a puppet lover for Shen Qingsu. It is easy to control and obedient, but she can't do it.

Jiang Weier: I don’t know why you broke up. If you really love Shen Qingxuan, don’t break up with her in November.

Jiang Weier: I hope you can consider the company matter again. Even if it is not Shen Qingxuan, for you, joining Yanel to experience is also a good opportunity.

Jiang Weier: You can’t just do translation for the rest of your life, right? Even if you only do translation, it will be no harm to have more contact with society, right?

The other party is typing.

Before Jiang Weier could send the next post, Chen Jiangnian replied: Thank you, Mr. Jiang, I have decided that I don’t need to say anything more.

The words the other party is entering disappear.

A few seconds later, the other party is typing.

Jiang Weier: Jiangnian, I won’t say much. I hope you will think carefully. It’s not too late to give me a reply later.

Chen Jiangnian: No need to consider it.

The time for Chen Jiangnian to consider was over. Just last night, she thought about it all night. What she had to do for Shen Qingsu was to clearly divide it. She didn't like to drag it out, and repeated entanglement would only cause deeper harm to herself, because she knew that she could not let go of Shen Qingsu in a short period of time, so the best way was to stay away.

Now she is indeed emotional. Because she loves someone deeply, she can't be as calm as water and can't do things equally. Even if she joins Janail, she will do things with emotions. Chen Jiangnian doesn't like this feeling.

It sounds simple to do things and people, but it is difficult to do. If one day, she thinks she has let go, then she doesn't mind having a direct contact with Shen Qingxuan. Of course, if possible, she still doesn't want to meet this person again. She has loved her deeply, and even if she is indifferent, she will not be able to treat her original intention unless she loses her memory.

Jiang Weier: I'm not in a hurry, you can consider it. I really decided to find time to go to the Shanghai headquarters for the final handover.

Chen Jiangnian: I don’t have anything to hand over, right?

Jiang Weier: It is normal to contact personnel and have processes to go through. I remember that your permission has been opened.

Chen Jiangnian: Wait until I have time.

In a short period of time, Chen Jiangnian wanted to stay away from everything related to Janel. Jiang Weier: No hurry.

Chen Jiangnian put down her phone and was exhausted. It was not very comfortable to shine on her face when she was shining on her face, but she was too lazy to move. Before she could lie down for a while, Lu Manyun came back. Chen Jiangnian didn't move, and she didn't even bother to open her eyes.

Lu Manyun went to cook, and in the meantime, he came to the balcony and poured water for Chen Jiangnian next to him. He raised his hand and pulled the curtains to block the light from his face. Lu Manyun's cell phone rang, buzzing silently. When he returned to the kitchen to answer the phone, Chen Jiangnian squinted his eyes and hugged there. He vaguely heard Lu Manyun calling out to mom, probably grandma.

Chen Jiangnian felt sour in her heart. When she remembered what her grandma said, it seemed that everything was fulfilling. It was said that life was not as good as ten, but she lived too smoothly before, especially in her relationship, and Shen Qingxuan's appearance caused her to suffer heavy setbacks. Chen Jiangnian comforted herself, saying that from another perspective, this was not a bad thing, and it was much better than suffering a big loss later.

No matter how much you comfort me, the heartache is real.

She didn't eat much lunch, but under Lu Manyun's sight, Chen Jiangnian still held on, and the taste was like chewing wax. Throughout the process, Lu Manyun didn't say anything. When Chen Jiangnian put down her chopsticks, she said, "That's right. If there is something to do, the food will still be eaten. The health is important." Chen Jiangnian raised her smile like a good baby, as if she was really happy.

In the afternoon, Lu Manyun went to school. Qin Shu called Chen Jiangnian to ask if she needed her to come. Chen Jiangnian refused and told Qin Shu specifically not to let Li Qian know that she was not in the mood to deal with anyone now. If it weren't for her foot injury, she didn't even want to see her parents. For some reason, she just wanted to be alone. After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiangnian and Qin Shu both chatted on WeChat, and did not hide their own thoughts, teasing herself: I might be autistic and liked alone now.

Qin Shu did not ask the reason in detail, and guessed that it had something to do with Shen Qingsu. He replied: Little lions are all proud, and they are hiding in the dark with wounds. They don’t want to be seen by anyone, and they don’t need anyone’s sympathy and pity.

Chen Jiangnian felt a sense of knowing attack. Qin Shu was right. She wanted to adjust herself secretly by herself and stand in front of everyone again. She was still the proud and arrogant Chen Jiangnian. It was a blessing to have friends like this. Chen Jiangnian was half-joking: Don’t be a doctor in the future, change your career and fortune-telling.

In the evening, Lu Manyun mentioned going home again, and Chen Jiangnian pretended to be relaxed, "Mom, I really won't go back. I've been resting these two days, and I'm going to read a book." Since she met Shen Qingxu, her whole mind has dissipated.

"It's okay to read books." Lu Manyun sat at the dining table and asked, "Or just plan to do the translation?"

"Do you have any better advice?"

"I told you earlier that you can take the language lecturer in our university."

"Mom, I'm not patient and can't be a teacher." Chen Jiangnian frowned, "I can't stand being too stupid. I can't teach you no matter how hard I teach you. I'll be upset."

"Where are students who can't teach?" Lu Manyun said angrily, "Our school ranks among the top few in China. You can check the admission scores yourself. Those who can get into the exam have outstanding features."

"That's right, but your school is more focused on science. If I really go this path, I will also go more focused on liberal arts."

"This makes some sense," Lu Manyun said in thought: "There are many good schools in Beijing, so don't go out. Choose one in the city and prepare well. There is definitely no problem." Lu Manyun said as if Chen Jiangnian was about to take the exam. Chen Jiangnian put down his spoon, "Mom, I haven't considered it yet, let me think about it again." This topic ended in vain on the dining table.

At night, when Chen Jiangnian went to bed, Lu Manyun sat on the head of the bed and mentioned again, "It is not necessary for you to be a lecturer to enter the system. I hope that you can get in touch with different people while you are young and train yourself more." This view, implicitly, seems to be saying that she lacks exercise.

Indeed, when she was young, she was very willful and did whatever she was happy. She didn't like being controlled in the workplace and resigned directly. She didn't think it was nothing bad to be free. After meeting Shen Qingxuan, Chen Jiangnian found that her head seemed to be insufficient. Whether it was to observe words and expressions, deal with interpersonal relationships, or deal with personal emotions, she lacked too much.

"Mom, let me think about it again. In this period of time, I will give you some feedback. Can you please let me think about it carefully?" Chen Jiangnian's tone of discussion surprised Lu Manyun. The child has always had a temper, not a hard work, and has the same virtue as her, "Okay, what's wrong?" Lu Manyun smiled, "I'm the best person to talk to."

"Well, then I want to send my mother to bed."

"Go to sleep."

Lu Manyun left the bedroom, but the door was still hidden. That night, his awake daughter had fewer crying and murmuring, but she was also very quiet and probably didn't fall asleep at all.

Indeed, Chen Jiangnian's condition has been like this for several consecutive days. She sleeps poorly every day, and she sleeps in the sun for a day during the day, and people do start reading. Chen Jiangnian's idea is: No matter what she does, let yourself be busy first.

Chen Jiangnian's condition seems to be getting better gradually, which is reflected in the fact that he has a lot of diet and sleep patterns, his foot injury has improved, and he can walk slowly away from his crutches, he has been studying more and more, and his words and behaviors are not too deliberate... After Lu Manyun observed a few days after observing, after Shen Jiangnian said that she could go home, Lu Manyun said: "If you don't want to live at home, just go home and stay for a few days. It just so happened that your grandma misses you, and she has been talking about you for a few days."

As soon as he entered the door, he was called Yuanbao and hugged him in his arms for a long time. Guan Zhiyuan touched Chen Jiangnian's head, "Why have you lost so much?" Although Chen Jiangnian started eating, it was similar to eating cat food. He only ate a little at a time. Lu Manyun was anxious but knew it was useless to say it, "Mom, now you are here, talk about your baby granddaughter, she listens to you the most." While saying that, he also looked at the person who pretended to be a good baby in Guan Zhiyuan's arms.

"Not to say it." Guan Zhiyuan hugged Chen Jiangnian in her arms. She was so precious. "You don't talk about her either." Chen Jiangnian kept laughing and acting coquettishly, "It's still grandma who loves me the most, I like grandma the most." Lu Manyun gave Chen Jiangnian a blank look, but finally saw a little smile.

Grandma and grandson sat in the same place to chat. Chen Jiangnian beat Guan Zhiyuan's legs, and the topic was circling around Xin Weitong. "Grandma, I have to say, you are really accurate." Guan Zhiyuan smiled and said self-deprecatingly: "It's not possible to be old." In fact, Chen Jiangnian really wanted to ask... She and Shen Qingxuan, she was afraid that she would meet unexpectedly in the future, and she was afraid that she would be caught off guard, "Grandma."

"Um."

"You can help me calculate my marriage." Chen Jiangnian smiled.

"My Yuanbao's marriage is good, no need to count." Guan Zhiyuan said kindly.

"I have a good marriage?" Chen Jiangnian really didn't believe it, "Isn't it really a coaxing me?"

"No." Guan Zhiyuan smiled, "If Yuanbao has a sweetheart, tell grandma, grandma, take a look."

"That's not." Chen Jiangnian denied, "Grandma, please help me calculate, I and one," Chen Jiangnian said, "A familiar, will we have any intersection in the future?"

"Okay." Guan Zhiyuan asked, "What's her name?"

"You've seen it before," Chen Jiangnian suppressed his heartache, "I called Shen Qingxuan."

Guan Zhiyuan paused as she stroked the back of Chen Jiangnian's hand, and leaned back gently. In Shen Jiangnian's eyes, she felt a moment of solemnity, and then she smiled, "Cross, some." Chen Jiangnian's heart skipped a beat and asked subconsciously: "Can you avoid it?"

"Are you having a quarrel with your friend?" Guan Zhiyuan asked. Chen Jiangnian's head was resting on Guan Zhiyuan's shoulder and rubbed it. "No." Guan Zhiyuan didn't ask, "How do you want to avoid it?"

"Just think about it." Chen Jiangnian's coquettish tone.

"You have to tell grandma about the latest situation before grandma can find out." Guan Zhiyuan said docilely.

The recent situation... let's forget it. Chen Jiangnian rubbed his head and didn't say anything. Guan Zhiyuan said: "Just let it go. When you encounter problems, you don't know how to make a decision. You can ask your family or grandma."

"Yeah." Chen Jiangnian agreed, wondering, grandma said that if there was an intersection, how could it feel? This was not very pleasant, it was like telling you that something out of control would happen one day in the future. You know it will happen, but you don't know which day and the moment, and you can't prevent it at all.

After dinner, Chen Jiangnian, who had inflexible legs and feet, went back to her room to rest. Lu Manyun accompanied Guan Zhiyuan for a walk. Guan Zhiyuan asked, "Is there only a girl named Shen Qingsu next to Yuanbao?"

"Yeah." Lu Manyun frowned. This child talked to the old man about Shen Qing? Lu Manyun waited for a long time, but Guan Zhiyuan didn't say anything. However, Lu Manyun couldn't help but ask first: "Mom, my mother, is there anything else that can't be said?"

Guan Zhiyuan's rare expression was solemn, "It's a disaster that cannot be avoided."

"Is there no way to break it?" Lu Manyun is a university professor and generally doesn't believe in these things, but it involves his own daughter, and the other party is his biological mother. Lu Manyun can't help but worry.

"Those who can be broken are not disasters." Guan Zhiyuan sighed sadly, "The lips are gone and the teeth are cold, and the ones are prosperous and the others are damaged."

Lu Manyun locked his eyebrows, Guan Zhiyuan said: "I have seen Shen Qingxuan's fate. If he studied hard when he was young, it should be the fate of kings, princes, generals and ministers. I don't know why she missed it." Guan Zhiyuan said in a sad tone, "Then she could have made a plan to leave home, but she missed it again, one step wrong, every step wrong, now it is the most dangerous time. The relatives are not capable, the family is ineffective, and the ancestral property is withered, unless," Guan Zhiyuan paused, and Lu Manyun looked at her, "Unless she can reorganize the family and gradually make money, and the central limit is wealth."

"Is Shen Qingzhu successful in reorganizing the family?"

"It's hard to sing alone, and it's hard to support one's own tree," Guan Zhiyuan turned around and walked home slowly. "It's hard to become a climate by one person after all."

Lu Manyun was also speechless. What kind of fate did Shen Qingxuan do? "What if there is a noble person to help?"

"Even if the nobles help you, you can't stop the tiger from blocking the road."

"kindness?"

"It's your precious daughter."

"..." Lu Manyun was incredible, "Mom, do you mean that Xiaonian is a stumbling block for Shen Qingxuan?"

"The power of Yuanbao is not as simple as a stumbling block," Guan Zhiyuan raised his hand, Lu Manyun understood and came to support him, "It is tangible and spiritual, and so is human. It has been so long since I saw Yuanbao's momentum has changed. Now the tiger is going down the mountain, and it is considered a fierce thing."

Lu Manyun has heard that a tiger goes down the mountain and is hungry and hurts people. "Will she hurt Shen Qingxiu?" Don't say that Lu Manyun really doesn't believe it. Although her girl is a little more powerful, she thinks she lacks too much compared to Shen Qingxiu, and she is more afraid that her girl will suffer.

"It's not just a injury, it's simply fatal."

Shen Qingxi suddenly felt unbearable, "Is this not broken?"

"There are hungry dragons in hidden scales, and the tail is lost to get a thirsty tiger."

"Mom, if you say that, my heart can't stand it." This is either Shen Qingxuan was damaged, or his own daughter was damaged, and they are all fatal.

"Oh." Guan Zhiyuan sighed, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Do more good deeds and accumulate more blessings."

After returning home, Guan Zhiyuan went to lie down and rest. Lu Manyun continued tea for the two people who had been playing chess in the study room, walked around the living room for a long time, entered Chen Jiangnian's bedroom, stared at her daughter's face and looked around. Finally, she was confused. She couldn't believe how could the big girl, who was as beautiful as a tiger going down the mountain?

The author has something to say: It is said that the plot is slow, yes, I can't write a good article that is very refined in both the plot and the relationship. Do you think the author deliberately drags the plot, but which writer doesn't want his writing skills to be good, and the short and short story is attractive? I can only say that I can try to improve myself and speed up the pace of the story.

Today I have a thrill of 4,000, there is nothing else to praise. I can praise this hard work, right? Haha.

You think I was deliberately carding, but I write it according to the outline every day. I feel comfortable and have time to write more, and I have less time to write less.

You are talking about cardinal every day. To be honest, in this chapter, what do you think is not considered cardinalal? [Serious discussion]
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