My Young Ning [Rebirth]

The young woman stepped on eight-inch high heels, hurriedly dragged her luggage out of the airport.She has obvious mixed-race features: fair complexion, soft light brown hair and eyes, and a hearty atmosphere unique to Western women when she smiles.

Her name is AMANDA, and her Chinese name is Han Yin. She is the head of the personnel department of the UK branch of China Airlines Group. In addition, she has another identity: my fiancee.

She is my fiancée handpicked by my boss.

Does this statement sound funny?Sometimes, when the person I like is lying in my arms, I will also think of this woman, and feel that her existence makes my life ridiculous and ridiculous.But I can't refuse the existence of this woman, at least until I have made all the arrangements, and until I have enough strength to fight against my boss, I absolutely cannot say NO to this woman's face.Because only if she feels that I am deeply infatuated with her, she will show her master what I want to show.

AMANDA saw me, with a decent smile on her pretty face, and then she came over dragging her suitcase, "Hi, Akun, long time no see."

"Long time no see, AMANDA."

She stood in front of me and looked me up and down. When her eyes rested on my temples, there was a look of shock in her eyes, "This is... What's wrong with this? Are you sick? How could it be... Could it be grey?"

"It's nothing." I avoided her outstretched hand.To be honest, I have known her for two full years, but being too close still makes me feel uncomfortable, "Go to dinner first or send you back to the hotel first?"

Perhaps my evasive action was too obvious, AMANDA's expression froze for a moment, she looked a little embarrassed, and then she smiled at me casually, "I'm a little tired, let's go back to the hotel first."

I nodded and opened the passenger side door for her.When she got into the car, she would habitually lower her head. The moment she lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes would cast two faint shadows on her fair cheeks.The scene that flashed by, unexpectedly resembled... him.Sometimes, I even wonder if it's because she has eyes and hair that are so similar to that man that I've put up with her for so long.

"Akun?" She sat in the car and looked at me suspiciously.

"Oh, let's go." I closed the door, walked around the front of the car, and sat in the driver's seat.

"You look tired, and..." AMANDA paused, glanced quickly at my sideburns, and blinked playfully, "Why don't I drive the car instead, and I'll be in charge of makeup to look like you , You are responsible for guarding me to see where there are policemen."

I know she is showing AMANDA's little humor, but now I really don't have the energy to cater to her, "Sorry, AMANDA. You don't have a driver's license from country C."

AMANDA was slightly taken aback, then she shrugged and turned her head out of the window resentfully.

This action made me breathe a sigh of relief.I know that Guan Yusen's only purpose for calling her back to China is to make trouble for me, so that I don't have so much energy to pay attention to what he is doing.But anyway, it would be nice to have a few minutes of quiet time.In the past day and night, I hardly closed my eyes.Can't sleep, don't want to sleep, and don't want to be alone, but if I had to choose between being alone or being with this woman, I would still choose the former.

When the car was parked outside the hotel, AMANDA Sisaiai said: "Akun, I'm sorry to ask you to pick me up at this time. I know it was just yesterday..."

"No need to apologize." I quickly interrupted her, if possible, I don't want to hear about You Ning from her mouth.Don't want to hear a word.I couldn't even bear to hear his name from her mouth, "I proposed to pick you up myself."

AMANDA was slightly taken aback, and then showed a surprised and unbelievable expression, "Akun, you mean..."

I feel like I'm running out of stamina, "I didn't say anything. Sorry, AMANDA, you should go up."

AMANDA's expression froze again, "Akun, if there is nothing else, I hope we can have lunch together, and then I will listen to you talk about the recent situation of China Airlines."

"You can save these questions to ask Guan Shao in person while you are waiting for dinner... Oh, I will be called Mr. Guan now." I began to feel impatient, and I couldn't hide my emotions due to the fatigue of the day, "Sorry, I There's something else, I can't go up with you."

"Okay then," AMANDA shrugged, "go to the Guan family mansion together during dinner?"

"Wait for my call." I didn't want to be too sure.

"Okay." AMANDA hesitated and asked me in a low voice, "Is it something important?"

The position of the heart suddenly felt pain, I took a deep breath, "Yes."

For me, nothing is more important than this.Because what I want to do is the last thing a person will experience in this world.

This person's name is Yan Youning, a very pleasant name, and when you pronounce it, it has a soft and waxy taste like the misty south of the Yangtze River.I have always felt that the subtle and soft taste in this name does not match his beautiful and overly eye-catching face, but I like this name, I really like it, just like I like this person.Every time the name slips from the tip of my tongue, it will leave a lingering aftertaste in my mouth, lingering in it, and lingering for a long time.

He is a child of the Guan family living outside.When I met him, he was under 20 years old, beautiful, dazzling and heroic.As a newcomer, he always puts the friendliest smile on everyone.

Is a good-hearted silly boy.

But for a long time, I stubbornly believed that his innocence was just a faux pas.Because obviously, since his mother passed away, all his tuition and living expenses have to be earned by himself. At the hardest time, he had to work four jobs a day, and it was very difficult to fill his stomach. .After entering Guan's house, these factors that troubled him no longer existed.

In my opinion, this child came here because of the material conditions of the Guan family.Otherwise, knowing that there are many doubts about the Guan family's recognition of him at this time, why would he plunge into this muddy water without hesitation?I have experienced poverty myself, and I have had to face the temptation of material things. I think no one knows better than me how easy it is to degenerate.

The kid's choices make it hard for me not to underestimate him.I think my attitude towards him was so obvious that he didn't even dare to talk to me when I was first transferred to his side.If something had to be interviewed with me, he would finish what he wanted to say awkwardly, and then run away from me immediately.Although it is true that I look down on him, as a man, I think he is a little too sensitive.

But slowly, I realized what his dodging eyes meant.

It wasn't fear, it wasn't alienation, it was just...overwhelmed.He would secretly look at me when I was not paying attention, and once my gaze swept over, he would avoid it like a fright.He always appears behind me, in a corner that I don't notice.It seems that as long as I appear in his sight, he will get nervous, lest something will make me unhappy.

Being valued so much by someone who I despised, my feelings gradually became a little complicated.

Perhaps it was at this time that my opinion of him began to change.I began to think that maybe he didn't come here to improve his living conditions.Because he never asked his father for money, and he never fought for himself materially.He would put the limited-edition colored diamond cufflinks in the same box as the cheap silver cufflinks he bought when he went out to play.The watch he was wearing was a birthday present from Guan Zhengan. He just reached out to take it solemnly and thanked him for the hundreds of thousands of things. They all lit up, as happy as a child.

This person's concept of money is not serious.This made me feel very confused. Why did he come to Guan's house?

Why did he come to close the house?

When we became familiar, he put his arm around my shoulder and said with a smile, "Of course it's for someone to love and to be loved."

What is this answer?

As time went on, however, I began to feel that this was the only answer he had in mind.What makes people feel ironic is that he came to this home for love, but his father and brother only recognized him for taking advantage of him.He may not be as simple as he looks, but his desire for family warmth is greater than everything else, which makes him consciously or unconsciously block the information that arouses his vigilance.All he wants is to be a good son and brother with peace of mind without knowing anything.

What a ridiculous idea.But also touching.Because I haven't seen such a silly and distressing child for a long, long time.

I have to admit, this kid is different for me.

The car drove into the yard of the funeral parlor, and through the car window, I saw Chen Bo, the housekeeper of the Guan family's old house, standing on the steps waiting for me from a distance.The black coat wrapped his fat body, making him look pale and weak.In that family, if there is anyone who really likes You Ning, then he must be ranked first.

Unfortunately, he felt that I, Guan Yusen's minion, was just playing with You Ning's feelings from the beginning to the end.Or You Ning thinks so too.I know, I know, I have never justified myself, because I firmly believe that there will be a day when I can reveal my complete self in front of him.I never thought that fate would not give me such a chance and let me wait until that day came.

When Uncle Chen saw me getting out of the car, he hugged the small porcelain pot less than a foot high in his hand with a sullen face, "If Young Master Mu is busy, you can leave this to me. I think you should know When he was home, I took care of all his daily chores."

He was referring to the burial of You Ning.

I shook my head, "Sorry, Uncle Chen, I promised him."

Uncle Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a look of extreme hatred on his face, "Mu, do you believe that you will be punished?! Killing such a child...you will be punished!"

Retribution?I smiled wryly, "Then do you see that I have already suffered retribution?!"

Uncle Chen stuffed the jar into my hand, turned and left without saying a word.

Yes, this jar.

This is the last resting place of my young Ning.He is no longer that handsome young man.The big boy who would look at me tenderly with amber eyes and smile tenderly at me.He has turned into a handful of ashes, sleeping peacefully in this small jar.

I suddenly felt that the morning I had deliberately avoided was completely meaningless.I didn't see his body disappear into the flames with my own eyes, but the pain in my heart didn't ease.On the contrary, because I didn't witness his disappearance, a kind of hope that I thought was vain was born in my heart: Maybe everything was wrong, maybe, the dead person...was not him.

I giggled without warning in the harsh October light, and then...

Tears flowed down my face.