Lin Yian raised his eyebrows without hesitation.

Indeed, taste is a problem.

Otherwise, his grandparents would not have brought the chefs at home with them.

"Hey, that's what I said again." Qin Shi put his arm on the edge of the desk and tilted his head again, "I got the notice, why are you still wandering around in the school?"

"Love the motherland and learn the culture of the mother tongue." Lin Yian shook the book "Practical Chinese Collection" in his hand at him, and his tone sounded half true.

"..." Qin Shi looked at the book and was speechless, "Do you still want to take this college entrance examination?"

Lin Yian said "hum" and said in a very calm tone: "It's also idle, so let's take the exam and have fun."

Qin Shi: "..."

Qin Shi wanted to hit someone again.

The topic quickly opened up, and the three teenagers talked about the others in a joke.

An Ning, who was sitting next to him, stared at the textbooks spread out on the table and became conscious. She actually knew that Lin Yian wanted to take the school for a long time. It was probably in November last year that she accidentally saw a photo in his book.

It was a photo of him and the two old men.

To be more precise, he was in his childhood.

Lin Yian in the photo is still very young, looking only five or six years old, and was held by two kind-looking old men and stood between them.

The background behind the three is the magnificent school gate of LSE.

Later, An Ning learned from the chat between Lin Yian and Qin Shi that his grandparents both graduated from this school.

lse - London School of Political Science and Economics, a top university in the field of economics and science, one of the UK's G5 elite universities, has the most prestigious economics department in Europe, and enjoys an excellent reputation in business politics.

That was a place that she couldn't even touch even if she reached out.

An Ning suddenly felt a little sad. She had no other thoughts and just wanted to work harder to get closer to him. In the whole year of the third year of high school, her grades went from middle to upper level, to top ten, top three, and finally got the first place in the grade.

But now An Ning discovered that some people are destined to be a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

I can only see it, but I can't touch it.

That was the last time Anning met Lin Yian in high school.

After April, he did not come to school again.

For a long time, An Ning lost news about him. Even if Qin Shi was admitted to Xiangzhou University like her, she would not dare to ask him for anything.

Until his junior year, An Ning successfully applied for the exchange student quota between Xiangzhou University and King’s college and london with his professional courses.

After two and a half years, she met the boy who once stretched out his hand to her again in a foreign country.

He seemed to have changed, but it seemed to have not changed at all.

At least, he was still the rebellious and free-spirited boy in her memory.

Such a person will shine wherever he goes.

When she stood in front of him, he recognized her at a glance, and his beautiful phoenix eyes seemed a little surprised: "An Ning?"

An Ning didn't expect that he would still remember himself. She was stunned for a moment before saying carefully: "Do you still remember me?"

"How come I can't remember?" Lin Yian laughed, "Can I forget my deskmate who has been with me for more than half a year?"

An Ning's mood, which was depressed by the rainy weather in London, became clear in an instant.

He seemed to want to rub her head, but after he raised his hand, he put it down with great measure, and only bent his phoenix eyes and said, "I've become beautiful."

An Ning can't remember what happened next.

The life of the Communication Student is actually very busy. Studying, reading, experimenting, and homework occupy most of her life, making her not have time to distract herself from thinking too much.

Similarly, Lin Yian is also very busy.

In addition to academic matters, he seems to have a lot to do. He often runs back and forth between home and abroad, and often cannot see his figure when he has no classes.

An Ning was once very confused. Didn’t she say that she didn’t like to go back and forth the most? Why did she still run back?

Until one day, she learned a shocking news from Qin Shi.

The reason why he goes back frequently is because he wants to see the children at home.

Qin Shi's narrative ability is very online, and he concisely clarified the whole story for her in just a few short sentences.

An Ning was stunned for a long time.

She could not have imagined that Lin Yian would fall in love with someone one day.

Because he is a very arbitrary person, he doesn't like restraints, does not like rules, and never cares about the eyes of others. He does whatever he wants. He is like a jar of strong wine that gets drunk. No one can make him surrender and make him willingly captured.

It is precisely because of this personality that his relationship experience has changed one after another, and his girlfriend has changed one after another. Often, those who brought to dinner yesterday and those who brought to the movie today are not the same.

Later, she realized that the truth was not what she thought.

Children are real, and love stories are fake.

Everything was just an accident.

After learning the truth, An Ning finally couldn't help it. She didn't even have the courage to eat dinner and ran to the bottom of his apartment in one breath.

It happened to be Christmas that day, and it was rare to snow in London, and the city was covered with silver.

Lin Yian saw the little girl wearing snowflakes from the camera. She thought she had encountered something, so she didn't even ask, so she opened the unit door and asked her to come up.

After entering the room, he first took a towel for her and asked her to wipe the snowflakes that had melted most of the melted from her hair. An Ning didn't answer, and just looked up at him with her eyes wet: "Lin Yian."

She called his name very slowly, word by word, as if she had used a lot of effort.

"Um?"

"I like you," she said, "I have liked you for a long time."

"Like me?" He smiled, as if he had known for a long time, "An Ning, don't like me, I'm not a good person."

His tone became gentle: "Go and like someone who is good to you."

An Ning's eyes turned red, and she kept crying and asked him: "You are in love with so many people, why can't you be with me?"

"You are too simple. I can't be with someone who really likes me." Lin Yian tilted his head slightly, and there was no emotion in his phoenix eyes. "You can like my face and the money I give you, but you can't like me."

An Ning looked up and met his gentle and almost dull look: "Then can I just stay by your side? You don't have to care about me, nor do you have to fall in love with me."

"No," he said in a gentle tone of rejection, "You are not bad, why are you so humble?"

An Ning's vision was a little blurred, and tears were held back in her eyes. She stood down for a while, and suddenly she mustered up the courage to take off the clothes she was wearing, took a step forward, and looked at him stubbornly: "She can, so can I."

Lin Yian quickly understood who the "she" she was talking about.

Maybe I heard about Xia Yan.

After a moment, he sighed, bent down and picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on one by one, his eyes fell on her little face, and he didn't look elsewhere: "Don't look down on yourself like this, you are a good girl, for me, it's not worth it."

An Ning sniffed, and the tears she had been holding back at this moment finally fell down, and they hit the ground big, and then quietly disappeared into the carpet covered in the room.

"Stop crying." Lin Yian rubbed her hair, her voice still gentle, without any impatience, "If you cry again, you won't be beautiful."

This was the first time he had actual physical contact with her, but he was just a simple comfort, as if he was treating a child, and had no other meaning at all.

The snow outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and it was like overwhelming.

The first snow in London this year is perhaps the last snow of the year.

It was unsafe tonight, and Lin Yian sent An Ning back to the school dormitory.

An Ning stood in front of the windowsill, her eyes red as she watched the tall and thin figure walking into the wind and snow.

She actually has a lot of things she hasn't said.

What is more important than if I like you is the thank you.

Thank you for appearing in my world.

Thank you for giving me the goal to work for.

Thank you for being willing to extend your hand to such an ordinary and ordinary person.

I was in a mess, and I studied and went to school step by step every day, and I was in a daze, not knowing where tomorrow was.

Because of your appearance, I have the motivation to live hard, the idea of ​​changing the status quo, and I can stand at a higher level today.

I just don’t know why, but as I thought about it, tears began to fall.

An Ning slowly squatted down, pressed her right hand tightly on her chest, and tears fell down.

He said he was not a good person and asked her to like someone who was good to her.

However, after seeing such a dazzling and gentle person, how could she still fall in love with others?

But this is enough, enough for her to remember her whole life.

Even if he is not together, it doesn't matter, because his existence is a kind of rescue for her. He pulled her out of the quagmire and he supported half of the sky for her in his senior year.

An Ning thought that if it weren't for that young man, she probably wouldn't even have the courage to continue studying in her third year of high school.

He saved her bullied and her entire life.

This deep and silent relationship is enough to remember it with her alone.
Chapter completed!