Chapter 3 He is the light that illuminates the way forward 02
Many times Shen Chuxue wondered whether An Yannan would be curious about the relationship between her and Lin Jianluo.
In fact, if An Yannan asked, she would tell An Yannan.
Although the wounds were painful, An Yannan would apply medicine to her.
But that person was An Yannan, he wouldn't ask, and Shen Chuxue wouldn't say it on her own initiative.
"Okay, study hard and don't always think about making money. Your dad won't be mad at you. Go home when you need to."
Lin Jianluo got angry, "No, if he doesn't let me be with you, I won't go home! I paid for accommodation when school started, it's a waste if I don't live here, I can spend more time with you in school!"
"It's up to you... You go to the infirmary to get the medicine first. I have to go to class." Shen Chuxue said, and glanced at the time on her mobile phone. When she found that it was time for class, she said goodbye to Lin Jianluo and turned to walk towards the classroom.
An Yannan sat in the student union office, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, but his mind was wandering somewhere else.
It was not until a thick stack of information was placed on the table that An Yannan came back to his senses. He turned his eyes and saw the boy who was with Shen Chuxue. He remembered that his name was Lin Jianluo.
Now there are many people in school who like Lin Jianluo, and even An Cenxi has mentioned this person many times.
Lin Jianluo was indeed very handsome, with canine teeth showing when he smiled. He was sunny and loved to laugh. He greeted An Yannan, called "Chairman" and turned away. His voice was clear and bright, with a hint of youthful frivolity.
An Yannan wondered, if nothing had happened in his family, would he be like Lin Jianluo?
As soon as he saw this person, An Yannan thought of Shen Chuxue.
Shen Chuxue often daydreams, sometimes she would daydream in the middle of doing a question, and always had to slap herself hard to come back to her senses.
At that time, Shen Chuxue would lower her head and mutter something, as if cursing herself for being too harsh.
Only at that time did Shen Chuxue look like a teenage girl.
She is always as cold as moonlight.
An Cenxi teased her at the dinner table and asked her to smile. Shen Chuxue would smile most of the time, but her smile was too forced. She couldn't lift her eyebrows with the corners of her mouth, and the smile didn't reach her eyes.
He always imagined what Shen Chuxue would look like when she really smiled. How beautiful that would be... After living with her for so many years, she rarely smiled like that, and they were always outside. In the An family, she never smiled like that.
I probably spend the most time with Shen Chuxue, more than with everyone else combined.
She could sit there for an entire afternoon with a book in hand, and the two of them didn't talk much.
I still remember that day, it was still late at night...
The late nights in S City are always particularly sad in the memories of An Yannan and Shen Chuxue.
He suffered from insomnia because he missed his parents, while Shen Chuxue suffered from insomnia due to illness - she often kept her head down, which caused problems with her cervical spine. She would get sick in the winter and always went to bed very late.
Fortunately, now that I’m in college, the workload isn’t as heavy as before, so I can sleep more.
Every morning when An Yannan passed by Shen Chuxue's room, he would knock on the door first. If she responded, it meant she was awake. He would wait for Shen Chuxue to come out in the living room, have breakfast together, and then go to school. If she didn't respond, it meant she was sleeping in, so he would leave first.
That night, she still stood in front of the window with the door slightly open.
He would drink a glass of milk every night, and over time, Shen Chuxue and An Cenxi also developed this habit under his guidance. However, An Cenxi usually waited in the living room, waiting obediently for his cousin An Yannan to bring it to him, while Shen Chuxue would wait until everyone was asleep before going downstairs in the dark to pour the milk and wash the milk pot.
Knowing this, he would bring two cups when he went upstairs.
At first, it was inconvenient for him to knock on the door while holding two cups of milk, so he kicked it. Shen Chuxue was afraid that the door would be broken, so from then on she left a small hole so that he could see Shen Chuxue's figure before entering.
That day, there was music playing in her room. The sound was so soft that it could only be heard when you were close to the door.
She stood in front of the window. There was no light in the room, and her moon-white pajamas were extremely obvious in the darkness.
His footsteps became heavier. Shen Chuxue noticed this rarely and turned around to look at him.
That was the first time An Yannan saw Shen Chuxue cry in all these years.
Then, he suddenly remembered that Shen Chuxue had been out for a long time during the day. After coming back, she didn't say a word, didn't eat, and went back to her room and never went out again.
There was a Kunqu opera playing on the phone, with a melodious tune.
"The lights are not on, so be careful not to trip." There was a cry in Shen Chuxue's voice at the end.
There was a carpet in the room, bought by Li Qiuhe. The previous carpet was thin, but knowing that she liked to sit on the floor, Li Qiuhe was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she bought a thicker one. Shen Chuxue would always trip at first, but it didn't hurt when she fell on the floor.
"Why don't you turn on the light? It's hurting your eyes..." An Yannan said as he put the milk on the table.
When he withdrew his hand, he touched something. He picked it up and took a look. It turned out to be a photo of Shen Chuxue's grandmother.
That was a photo of the old man and Grandpa Lin when he was alive. Both old men were smiling with contentment and kindness.
An Yannan thought that the grandmother who could raise an old person like Shen Chuxue must be a very good one.
Although Shen Chuxue is cold, she is very docile and gentle.
"Today is my grandma's death anniversary." Sitting on the carpet, Shen Chuxue drank a sip of milk, turned her head to look at the photo in An Yannan's hand, and said softly.
The Kunqu opera on the mobile phone is grandma’s favorite. After listening to it for a while, Shen Chuxue actually learned to sing it.
She has a good voice and can sing Kunqu opera accurately, which is very pleasant to the ear. When she was still in the Lin family, Grandpa and Grandma always liked to tease her to sing. Later, in the ancestral house, she would sing when Grandma couldn't sleep to make her feel more comfortable .
She finished her milk, cleared her throat, and sang Kunqu Opera in the smallest voice.
An Yannan has always thought that all songs are the same and sound the same, and he listens to more English songs. This is the first time he has heard Kunqu opera with such a strong Chinese style, and he found it so beautiful.
He always liked listening to Shen Chuxue's voice, and it seemed like it started from that night.
"Do you miss your grandma?" An Yannan also sat down on the ground, face to face with Shen Chuxue.
The two people in the darkness looked at each other for a long time, but Shen Chuxue smiled and hummed a tune without saying anything else.
Back to the present, An Yannan rubbed his temples. It seemed that from that day on, he began to like taking Shen Chuxue out, because in the An family, Shen Chuxue would always remember her identity, how she was abandoned in the past, and how she was lost now.
He was still distracted, but Shen Chuxue had already reached the door. She knocked on the door but got no response. She pushed the door open and found An Yannan in a daze, so she walked over, put her arm over the table, and patted An Yannan on the forehead.
She shook the Nescafé in her hand and asked, "Would you like to drink this?"
An Yannan always hits his head. Finally, this time, he can pat him. Shen Chuxue is a little happy.
She smiled and handed over the coffee.
An Yannan never drinks beverages, and rarely drinks coffee, unless he is extremely sleepy.
"Why are you here so early?" An Yannan asked.
"The get out of class ended early. This professor won't keep the class late. How come you are so cold as a student? The school is mistreating you. It's not even as warm as the classroom."
Someone brought something in. Just as he was about to talk to An Yannan, he found that Shen Chuxue was also here. He didn't feel uncomfortable and went to the other side with his lunch box to prepare to eat.
This person is the Minister of Propaganda Department. He and An Yannan have been in the same school since junior high school and can be considered An Yannan's friend.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? Did I bother you? Sorry, sorry, I'm just here to deliver this semester's report, I'll leave now. Really, really, don't look at me like that, Chairman!"
An Yannan looked at him as if to say "Why don't you leave now because you know you are redundant?" But this man just didn't care.
"Hey, sister Chuxue, nice to meet you! Why don't you join our Propaganda Department? I will take good care of you."
This man's name is Zhou Qing. He had heard rumors about Shen Chuxue and An Yannan in school, and had also secretly visited Shen Chuxue. This was the first time he had met her at such a close distance, and he suddenly realized that this girl was very beautiful.
No wonder An Yannan fell in love with...
Shen Chuxue shook her head: "I'm not going. I'd rather get some more sleep if I have that time. An Yannan is enough. He will take care of my work as well."
"So cold? My heart is broken."
"Do you have anything else to do?" An Yannan asked.
Zhou Qingyi saluted and said, "Your Excellency, I'm fine now. I'll leave first. If you need anything, please summon me!"
"I remember this person, seems to be your former classmate? Quite interesting."
Shen Chuxue doesn't like crowded places, so she won't join the student union. But An Yannan is very busy every day. Except for classes, he spends the rest of his time in the student union. Even at home, he is busy dealing with things. He works so hard but no one knows what he is doing.
"I'll take you out tonight."
"where to?"
"fountain."
