Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

He stood still for a long time.

At a certain moment, Yang Yongjian, who was too quiet, suddenly felt a heat in her brows, a surge in her heart, and a surge of energy. The emotions she had suppressed for 18 years suddenly burst out!

she cried!

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

Cried suddenly! He knelt on his knees, pressed his forehead against the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and cried bitterly.

The cry wasn't sharp, but it was tearing and sad.

She was crying about her poor mother who died, she was crying about her poor sick father, and she was crying about herself who had failed to pass the Qingbei entrance examination for more than ten years.

She is complaining about heaven, earth, herself, and even more unfair fate...

She wanted to ask God why he treated her like this? Why don't you let yourself go?

Her family was in ruins and she failed in the college entrance examination. Her life was cold without a trace of warmth, without a trace of light, and she had no trace of support.

A persistent woman like her, who had been studying hard since childhood with the belief that knowledge can change destiny, and knowledge can lead people out of the mountains, now her invincible belief has been shattered, and her light of hope has been extinguished.

Over the years, her mother was paralyzed in bed until she died, but she endured it; her father suffered from hyperthyroidism, and she gritted her teeth and persisted.

Just failing in the college entrance examination became the last straw for her. She didn't know how far she could go.

She doesn't know how long she can maintain her strong self-esteem in front of others?

She wonders if she will disappear from everyone after she loses her temper?

she does not know!

She really doesn't know!

She beat her hands on the ground, her hands on the tree, and her hands on herself.

Cry wildly, cry painfully, cry sadly! It seemed as if he wanted to cry out and vent the pain of losing his mother, the worry for his father, and the hardship of being blocked in his heart.

She knelt down and cried loudly at first, then slowly fell down and cried on the ground, her voice turning into a trickle.

It's just that the person is trembling and trembling, which makes him even more sad.

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

Because he didn’t know how to persuade.

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

And he understood better that Yang Yongjian didn't want him to persuade him.

In his opinion, ordinary people would be anxious enough if they encountered such an unfortunate incident.

And Yang Yongjian was hit one after another in a short period of time, which was indeed beyond ordinary people's imagination and beyond ordinary people's ability to bear.

Zhang Xuan asked himself, if he and Yang Yongjian were in a different position, maybe he would have retreated, collapsed, and broken.

What a conceited person she is at heart. From kindergarten to high school, from elementary school to college, she ranked first in exams every time and every year.

On the road of study, for more than ten years, she met Buddha and killed Buddha, met gods and gods, and was unstoppable by humans and ghosts. She never met an opponent.

She had been invincible for more than ten years, but in the most critical battle of the college entrance examination, the most fateful battle, she collapsed and lost.

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

How could she be willing to do this?

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

I am willing to accompany her as a best friend for two lifetimes.

Moreover, she wears a tough shell in front of others and acts very strong, stronger than ordinary people and stronger than most people.

The purpose of Yang Yongjian's doing this was not to let others see her vulnerable side. Why should he try to add insult to injury?

Now take off the disguise, no one will see, let her cry, let her vent to her heart's content.

Maybe it'll be better after crying.

Maybe I’ll adjust after crying.

Maybe it will be over after crying.

They say that after the storm, there is a rainbow, right?

Zhang Xuan is waiting, waiting for the rainbow after the storm of old friends and classmates.

…

I don’t know how long it took, but it took a long time anyway, because she cried so much that she didn’t dare to say a word!

Later, Wei Wei came over, Chen Lei, who sent his son home, and Du Dudong, 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 and take a shower. We are here to guard you, and nothing will happen to you.

Zhang Xuan looked at Yang Yongjian seriously, and then smelled himself. After thinking for a while, he stopped being pretentious, said hello to the three of them, and turned around to leave.

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

Later, Yang Yongjian left and followed Wei Wei back to the teachers' dormitory building with his tired body.

…

After a rough night, Zhang Xuan hurried back to his dormitory and washed and hung his clothes. He was so sleepy that he lay down on the bed and took a nap.

Without thinking too much, too lazy to think too much, and not having the energy to think too much, the whole person slowly fell into sleep.

The night passed.

In the early morning, a trace of light appeared on the eastern horizon, carefully infiltrating the light blue sky, and the new day gradually moved over from the distance.

Zhang Xuan got up early, put his things in order, and discarded everything he could do without in the three years of high school. He washed up and went downstairs.

Zhang Xuan.

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

He wasn't too surprised by this, as if he had expected it.

He 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 soft hmm: It doesn't hurt much anymore.

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

Yes, I have the 8:30 train. Zhang Xuan also asked, Is your dad up?

Du Shuangling replied softly: I'm up and helping Yongjian carry things to the car. He wants us to meet at the rice noodle shop in front of the school and have breakfast together.

Okay, let's go over there. I'm a little hungry. With that said, Zhang Xuan walked over and brushed her hair away from her ears, silently satisfying her desires.

Zhang Xuan understood very well that even an outsider like Yang Yongjian noticed that he was acting strangely towards Mi Jian last night, so he stepped in to drink and even tested him with words.

How could the person in front of me not feel it?

How could there be no discovery at all?

It's just that Du Shuangling hid it well and didn't want to show it.

Because I fell in love with such an unfulfilled man, there was no better way for the time being.

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

Okay. Du Shuangling responded softly, half-squinting her eyes and allowing him to be intimate with her, enjoying it very much.

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

Do you remember when school started three years ago? When passing by the teaching building, Du Shuangling couldn't help but look up and take a look.

Zhang Xuan also looked at the teaching building and sighed: Remember, you must remember.

The image of me being coldly rejected by Teacher Chen Lei is still clearly visible, as if it happened yesterday. Without your persistence, I wouldn't be in this school.

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

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and quibbled: Holding grudges is secondary. I mainly remember your goodness. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today.

Virtue~

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