Chapter 1281 Sister!

Jian Changsheng looked at his son's back and opened his mouth hesitantly, but he didn't say anything after all.

It was not until Jian Yichen went upstairs that Jian Changsheng hugged his head with his hands in pain, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart.

He didn't know why he came to this step suddenly, he just nodded his head like a ghost, and from now on, this thorn will be stuck in his son's heart forever.

Do you regret it?

Jian Changsheng asked himself.

Regret, but not regret, an ambiguous feeling tore back and forth, and he finally passed this heaviness that belonged to himself to others.

And that person was his son.

An innocent man who shouldn't have suffered this.

For a long time, Jian Changsheng clenched his fists angrily, what the hell was he doing.

A happy family, loves his wife deeply, worships his daughter and sensible son, the happiness in front of him is real, but he slowly destroys it with his own hands for the unreachable family love that rejects him thousands of miles away. all of these.

Is it worth it?

Is it all worth it for the obsession in your heart?

In the room, Jian Yichen was lying on the bed with no expression on his face, and there was not a trace of emotional ups and downs on his face.

After a while, he picked up his phone and sent a text message to Jian Ai.

"what are you doing?"

After a few seconds, Jian Ai replied, "I'm having dinner with my friends, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

Staring at the screen of the phone, Jian Yichen's eyes fell on the word Jian Ai in the name column. That short word seemed to be infinitely enlarged and kept yelling at him.

Jian Yichen slowly closed his eyes and threw his phone aside.

Two minutes later, the phone rang, and it was Jane Ai.

Jian Yichen got up, took two deep breaths, and pressed the answer button.

Jian Ai was standing on the balcony of the apartment in the daytime, blowing the cold wind in Beijing in March. After hearing the call, she hurriedly said, "Yi Chen?"

Jian Yichen did not respond immediately, until Jian Ai called out again before she whispered, "It's me."

"What's wrong with you?" Jian Ai felt that Jian Yichen's whole state seemed a little wrong, and couldn't help but worry: "What happened?"

"I'm fine." Jian Yichen said in a light tone, then after a pause, he said, "You can play, I'm hanging up!"

"Yi Chen!"

Jian Ai spoke quickly, but Jian Yichen's movements were stagnant. He held the microphone and did not hang up in a hurry, but did not speak.

Jian Ai licked her lips, and her face became a little serious.

She had never seen Jian Yichen like this. Although she was on the phone, she could clearly feel his unease and helplessness.

It's just that the two are too far apart now and can only rely on the phone in their hands.

"If you encounter anything that you can't solve, you can tell me." Jian Ai said slowly: "If you are sad or sad, and want to find someone to talk to and vent about, I am willing to accompany you anytime, anywhere, as long as you are willing. If you speak to me, I will listen.”

"I don't know what problem you are encountering now, but even if I am not in Baiyun City and cannot go to your side, I am still willing to accompany you to face it."

"If you want to talk, or feel that you can't carry it by yourself, come to me at any time, and my mobile phone is turned on 24 hours a day."

"Don't be too hard on yourself."

These words were the most sincere words Jian Ai could say to Jian Yichen, and she knew that Jian Yichen heard them.

Just hear it.

Without waiting for his response, Jian Ai was about to hang up the phone, but she didn't want a sudden voice from the other end of the phone - "Sister!"

The night wind in Beijing in March is not as biting as winter, but it is still cold. Thousands of neons are like blurred stars, only halo but not bright enough. A night flight that had just taken off passed overhead with a low roar.

At this moment, Jian Ai had the illusion that her soul had been taken away. She couldn't feel the cold, couldn't see the light, and couldn't hear the sound.

Suddenly, as if being caught by something, Jian Ai came back to her senses in a panic.

Just found out it was daytime.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Tian's worried handsome face magnified in front of him.

Jian Ai forcefully exhaled the air that had accumulated in her chest, and suddenly felt her cheeks become wet and cold, she raised her hand to wipe it, and it turned out to be tears.

she cried?

The phone in his hand has long been hung up.

"Are you alright? What happened?" Bai Tian had never seen Jian Ai cry before, and was immediately nervous.

But Jian Ai was still in a trance at this time, she still shook her head: "I'm fine."

When the words fell, Jian Ai couldn't help but look up at the endless night sky.

Jian Changsheng, what have you done!

The next day, there was no class in the morning, and last night, when Jian Yichen suddenly called out 'sister', he lost his soul, and he fell asleep in the middle of the night, and Jian Ai lay on the bed severely.

"Don't get up yet?"

Yang Xiaoman's voice came from outside the sleeping curtain, Jian Ai opened a gap in a daze, and saw Yang Xiaoman leaning on the edge of the bed with a smile on her face.

"You don't have a class either." Jian Ai said in a sullen tone.

Yang Xiaoman nodded, then said, "Get up, go to Yangji with me at noon and eat roast duck."

"Ah?" Jian Ai narrowed her eyes and sighed: "Eldest sister, what roast duck are you having for lunch? Besides, didn't you say you want to take Jiaojiao and Daiyu with you?"

"Oh, my dad knows that you share a dormitory with me,

He kept yelling at me to take you there, urging me several times. Yang Xiaoman pouted and began to act like a spoiled child: "Besides, aren't you busy this week or two?" Can't wait until next week? My dad can kill me! "

Jian Ai sighed, and it was estimated that there would be no drama next week, so she promised Lin Yi to get together with Qing Huan and the others.

Anyway, he slept for more than six hours anyway.

"Okay, then I'll get up." Jian Ai nodded and decided to put Yi Chen's affairs aside for now.

Yang Kee Roast Duck, the head office in Huagang District.

"So big?"

Looking at the Yangji Roast Duck Main Store in front of her, Jian Ai's shocked eyes came out.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoman couldn't help but grinned and explained, "My dad made a lot of money selling roast duck before. When he opened this shop, he took out all his savings, and then borrowed money from the bank. I just bought this facade with a good location and area!"

"You look high, but there are actually three floors inside." Yang Xiaoman said, then took Jian Ai's hand and urged, "Go, I'll take you in and take a look."

The store is very spacious and clean, the layout is clear, and the decoration style is very pure Chinese style.

There are a total of 72 scattered tables and 16 boxes on the three floors, which is a very large-scale roast duck restaurant in Beijing today.

Right now, the door has just opened at eleven o'clock, and there are already a steady stream of visitors, and the seats on the first floor are almost full.

"Let's eat first. It's busy at noon. My dad will come when he's done." Yang Xiaoman said.