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After a few days of silence at home, Jiang Nanhui went back to school to prepare for his thesis defense.He decided to throw away an item that belonged to Shen Xike every day when he went out, until there was no trace of Shen Xike's existence in this house, Jiang Nanhui would force himself to completely withdraw from this relationship and no longer miss it.

The first day is a toothbrush, the second day is a towel, the third day is slippers, and the fourth day is a water cup... The process of stripping is extremely painful, and emotions often break down in the middle of the night. During this time, Jiang Nanhui went back and forth between the rental house and the school library , two o'clock and one line, no one is seen.

When An Ran knocked on the door, Jiang Nanhui was taking a shower and didn't hear him.Just after opening the bathroom door, Jiang Nanhui was wiping his hair, when An Ran in the corridor roared loudly: "Jiang, you have three seconds to show up, or I will call the police!"

Jiang Nanhui walked on his slippers with a headache, and went to the door to turn the lock.Seeing An Ran, he said depressedly, "I'm just broken in love, not missing, why did you report to the police?"

"Is there any difference between you and missing now?" An Ran pushed him away and strode into the house, throwing her satchel on the sofa, the metal earrings flashing gold edges under the light, "Ignore people during the day, turn off the phone at night, you want to worry about death me?"

Jiang Nanhui closed the door, continued to brush his hair, and waited for the training.

"You broke up with your family, but it doesn't mean that no one cares about you in this world." An Ran scolded Jiang Nanhui, "Uncles and aunts often ask me about your recent situation, and the things they said back then were not pleasant. , but you also have to give them time to accept.”

Jiang Nanhui lowered his eyelids: "Yes."

"Haven't been home for a few years?" An Ran asked, "I don't know how to go back every year and holiday, is it plausible?"

Jiang Nanhui didn't answer, grabbed the towel, and his half-dried hair was messily pasted on his forehead.Leaning on the armrest of the sofa with his elbows, An Ran rested his chin on his eyes to admire, gave a "tsk", and comforted: "Don't be so sad, such a good figure, such a handsome face, why worry about not having a match."

Jiang Nanhui said: "I'm not worried, but I also don't want to talk about my partner."

An Ran can empathize with Jiang Nanhui's words, she has also lost love, and knows that the more serious the relationship is, the easier it is to become depressed after breaking up.There was a plate of dried fruit on the coffee table, An Ran peeled two pistachios, clapped her hands, and asked casually, "Do you still remember that the two of us enrolled in an English cram school in the second semester of high school?"

Jiang Nanhui replied, "I don't remember."

An Ran said: "It's not the memory of six years old, you can forget everything about 16 years old?"

"My mind is nothing but papers now, it's nothing but paste." Jiang Nanhui took down a clean quilt from the upper shelf of the closet, "I don't remember anything, and I don't want to remember anything."

An Ran pondered for a few seconds, then raised her eyebrows: "All right."

"It's getting late, it's not safe to let you go home alone." Jiang Nanhui threw his quilt on the sofa, "Go into the room and sleep."

An Ran raised her head to look at Jiang Nanhui, and smiled with the corners of her eyes bent: "That's right, my brother can still devote his attention to caring for me. I'm so relieved."

Jiang Nanhui said: "You don't have to worry about me all the time, I'm fine."

After An Ran finished washing, the two said good night to each other. Jiang Nanhui lay down on the sofa covered with a towel, closed his eyes sleepily, and said in a raving voice, "It will get better."

The defense ended in mid-May, and Jiang Nanhui continued to interview. At the end of May, he entered the Penn State TV station as an intern for two months.The items related to Shen Xike in the rental house were almost thrown away, Jiang Nanhui would not renew the lease, and the new residence was chosen to be closer to the work unit, only 10 minutes walk away.

Jiang Nanhui is a newcomer, busy working overtime all day long until the early hours of the morning, and has no time to care about other things.Gradually, this relationship slowly migrated outward in his heart, the uncomfortable feeling was dissipating, and the overall situation was improving.

Occasionally, when alone, he still inevitably thinks about the past, but what Jiang Nanhui misses is no longer Shen Xike, but his hard work in the past five years.

He felt sorry for himself who dared to fight against the whole world for the sake of love.The feeling of heart death is calm, the lake of heart is no longer turbulent, and life does not matter whether it is good or bad. Jiang Nanhui is going step by step every day, with no new ideas.

On May NO.20, An Ran revealed her new relationship with Jiang Nanhui, and wanted to find an opportunity for him to meet his new brother-in-law.The time was set on Sunday night, June [-]th. Jiang Nanhui worked overtime to finish the news, put the equipment back on the TV station, went to the bathroom to wash his face, slightly adjusted his hair, and prepared to go to the appointment.

At this time, Team Leader Liu lifted the curtain and came in, glanced up and down at Jiang Nanhui, and said in a relaxed tone, "Nanhui is going on a date?"

Jiang Nanhui respectfully said: "Yes, but it's not to meet the partner, but to meet my sister's boyfriend."

Team Leader Liu was curious: "Still single?"

Jiang Nanhui smiled: "Yes."

"It's unscientific for you to be single with such good conditions and abilities." After washing his hands, Group Leader Liu took out a piece of paper and handed it to Jiang Nanhui first, and then to himself, "Running the news is very hard. , but work is work, life is life, don’t delay work, and don’t neglect life.”

Jiang Nanhui was taught humbly: "Understood."

The temperature in Pennsylvania was hot in June, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the bus. Jiang Nanhui was wearing a suit jacket on his arms, and his shirt was mostly wet.Squeezing out from the crowd, the car door opened, Jiang Nanhui was able to breathe fresh air, and stood on the side of the road to rest for a while.

An Ran's message jumped into the phone screen: Announce the desk number at the entrance, A02.

Jiang Nanhui lifted the camera bag on his shoulder, crossed the road, and stepped into the noisy pedestrian street.Lanfeng's signboard is not conspicuous in the evening light. It is rectangular and illuminated with warm yellow outline lights. It is a restaurant that serves fusion dishes.

The air-conditioning in the store was sufficient, and there were not many customers. Some people had candles on their desks, and jasmine incense was floating everywhere. Jiang Nanhui reported the table number to the waiter, and followed him to the French windows.

There was a number plate on the dining table, and a handsome figure came into Jiang Nanhui's eyes. The man was wearing a blue suit, brown hair, and fair skin. He was looking down at the menu.

After approaching, Jiang Nanhui thanked the waiter, raised his eyes and looked around, but did not see An Ran.He forgot to ask his new brother-in-law's name, and for a moment he didn't know how to address him. After a few hesitation, Jiang Nanhui cleared his throat and smiled: "An Ran's boyfriend?"

Hearing the sound, the man raised his head, and Jiang Nanhui bumped into a pair of bright and clean eyes. The momentary exchange of glances gave him a subtle sense of déjà vu.The other party didn't respond, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward. Jiang Nanhui put the camera bag on the seat, wondering if the new brother-in-law was too shy, so he bit the bullet and introduced himself: "Hi brother-in-law, I'm Jiang Nanhui."

"Pfft." The man immediately covered his mouth and tilted his head, laughing out the window with trembling shoulders.Seeing this, Jiang Nanhui stood there in a daze, neither standing nor sitting for a while.

"Sister An Ran has indeed found a new boyfriend, but it's not me." With a warm voice, the man closed the menu, stood up and stretched out his hand to Jiang Nanhui, with gentle manners, "You don't know me if you guess."

Jiang Nanhui held the man's hand slowly, his lips and teeth slightly parted, but he still didn't recover.

"I think I should remind you kindly." Letting go of Jiang Nanhui, the man invited him to a seat and put the menu in his hand, "We met when we were 16 years old."

Jiang Nanhui's expression became more and more confused. The man waited for the waiter to pour the red wine for them, then calmly raised his glass and said, "Hi Jiang Nanhui, long time no see."

"I'm Cen Hanluo."

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