After being widowed and reborn, I picked up the redemption script!

Chapter 84 He is going abroad

Sometimes Sanli couldn't help but wonder, does Jin Yuyan still remember her?
In the dead of night, would you still think of this deskmate who once had his heart and eyes full of him?

can you?

Sangli doesn’t know.

Later, Sangli never saw Jin Yuyan in Su Xinwan's circle of friends again, and the photo was deleted at some point.

Sangli no longer follows Su Xinwan's circle of friends, but Su Xinwan still sends her messages from time to time.

It was two weeks later that I heard news from Jin Yuyan again.

That day, Sangli came out of the study room and was about to go to the cafeteria for dinner when Su Xinwan suddenly sent a message.

The moment she saw the news, Sangli was stunned. She felt as if she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. She tasted all the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

Jin Yuyan is going abroad.

It was sudden and unexpected.

From now on, when she walks on the streets of Beijing, she can no longer imagine meeting him on a certain street.

Su Xinwan said in the message: "Jin Yuyan has obtained an exchange student spot at a university in the United States and should go abroad next Monday."

So fast.

Sangli's fingers holding the phone tightened and relaxed, then relaxed and tightened, and finally she sent a message back to Su Xinwan.

I wish him good luck and success in his studies.

It was very short, just a few words.

There are obviously countless emotions in my heart that I want to express, but I don't know how to express them.

So calm, so indifferent.

There is no relationship between her and Jin Yuyan, so there is no need to worry too much.

But why, it felt like a big stone was stuck in my chest, making me feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Sangli stood at the door of the study room for a long time. It wasn't until someone passed by her that she slowly came back to her senses.

After returning home that night, Sangli's fever reached 40 degrees Celsius. Her roommates were all frightened and quickly called the counselor and called an ambulance to take her to the hospital.

Because Sang Li had no other family members in Beijing, Sang Zhicheng flew to Beijing overnight after learning the news.

When I learned that my roommate had been taking care of Sangli, I immediately gave each of them a red envelope worth 1 yuan.

Show the true nature of the nouveau riche.

It was already the next morning when Sangli woke up with a high fever. Seeing the people surrounding her bed, Sangli couldn't help but frown, "Why are you all here?"

"Last night you had a fever of 40 degrees, which scared us all to death. If Xiaotong hadn't gotten up to go to the bathroom and saw that your face looked wrong, you might have died now!" Roommate Xia Tu pulled Sangli's arm and said distressedly: " Fortunately, the fever is gone now, I’ll buy you some food.”

Sangli glanced at her gratefully: "Trouble."

"It's okay, this is what we should do."

At this time, Sang Zhicheng had just returned from paying the medical bills. Seeing that Sang Li was awake, he quickly walked to the bed and held her hand.

"Xiaoli, are you awake? Do you know that dad was very anxious last night?"

Sangli rubbed her head: "I'm fine, Dad, you don't have to worry."

"So how are you feeling now?"

"Much better, but my body is a little soft."

"That's good. This is normal. You will feel much better once your fever completely subsides."

"Ah."

Upon seeing this, several roommates said hello to Sang Zhicheng and went out, leaving space for the father and daughter to talk.

Sang Zhicheng helped Sang Li up and found two pillows to put behind her to make her lean more comfortable.Sang Lizi looked at Sang Zhicheng's gray hair at the temples, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Since coming to Beijing to go to school, she has spent less and less time with Sang Zhicheng. She only goes home to have a reunion dinner with him during the two days of Chinese New Year every year.

In the past two years, the aunt at home resigned. Sang Zhicheng was busy with work, so he did not hire a new nanny. He only hired a housekeeping aunt to clean and cook at the villa regularly.

Every time he went back, Sang Zhicheng would sit alone in the empty and deserted living room, waiting for his precious daughter to return home.

Sang Zhicheng felt very distressed when he saw his daughter's red eyes: "Why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

After saying that, Sang Zhicheng stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Sang Li's forehead to see if he had a fever again.

However, Sangli shook her head and choked with sobs: "Dad, I miss you."

Sang Zhicheng was stunned. This was the first time Sang Li said such words to him, and he felt incredible for a moment.

He smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe away the remaining tears on her face, and said softly: "Silly girl, dad misses you too. From now on, dad will fly to Beijing to see you once every month, no, half a month."

Sangli sniffed and said, "Then this is such a waste of money."

"The family doesn't need that much money. I'm just a precious daughter like you. If I don't care for you, who will I care for?"

Sang Li nodded, hugged Sang Zhicheng, and buried her head on his shoulder, "Dad, don't work too hard in the future, your hair will grow gray."

Sang Zhicheng also hugged Sang Li and smiled: "Dad will be 50 years old in a few years, how can he not grow gray hair?"

"Then you have to take care of your health. I haven't seen you for half a year, and you are much older than before."

Sang Zhicheng patted Sang Li on the back: "Okay, Dad knows."

"Uh-huh."

After the fever completely subsided, Sang Li took three days off from school and accompanied Sang Zhicheng to have a good time in Beijing.

There is nothing else in Beijing except that there are many tourist attractions, such as landscapes, ancient buildings and so on.

Of course, what Sangli likes most is its cultural heritage and classical beauty.

Classical beauty is something, as long as you pay attention, you can always feel the beauty in it, and you won't find it tacky.

The two of them walked in the ancient alleys of Beijing, looking at the quaint shops and the beautifully carved buildings, and couldn't help but sigh that time flies by.

However, what Sang Li never expected was that she would meet Jin Yuyan at the airport on the day she sent Sang Zhicheng away.

The person whom she had tried so hard to meet by chance on the street appeared unexpectedly, leaving her unprepared and unable to escape.

Jin Yuyan also saw her. He was wearing simple loose short-sleeves and jeans with letters printed on them. He had a pair of dark eyes that seemed to attract people.

The moment their eyes met, time froze, as if she had been hit hard by something, which made her a little dazed, but felt real.

Neither of them spoke, just stared at each other.

"Jin Yuyan."

The moment he passed by, Sanli couldn't help but call him.

This was the first time I called this name in three years. Every word that came out of my mouth still sounded so familiar. Even Sangli herself was a little surprised.

Jin Yuyan looked back at her, "Huh?"

His voice was calm and no emotion could be heard.

Sangli was wearing a very simple dress. She had a slim but curvy figure, and the makeup on her face was fresh and natural. She looked very energetic.

But even so, she still couldn't hide her decadence and powerlessness.

Sangli bit her lip and took a few seconds to regain her composure: "Did you follow me that night?"

She was talking about the night she came back from Xu Yu's house three years ago.

　The next time we meet will be five years later, and then there will be Ayan's perspective.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)