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    The word "entanglement" struck Jiang Nuan's heart again.

    This made her inexplicably think of a child in the supermarket, lying on the ground fooling around, kicking his legs and shaking his head, unless his parents bought something they liked before they would get up.

    How on earth did she endure Lu Ran's evaluation of her "kindergarten is better" and pester Lu Ran to teach her?

    "Don't think so much! You are not fit to use your brain now!" Rao Can comforted.

    Before the Chinese New Year, many patients were discharged from the hospital. Jiang Nuan's whole body, including his brain, was carefully examined. MRI was used, but nothing was found. The pneumonia was completely cured, so he was ready to be discharged.

    Jiang Nuan's father and mother packed her things and took her home.

    Sitting in the car, Jiang Nuan looked out the window. Everything outside the car window was so familiar, but a small part of her memory was lost.

    Jiang Nuan sighed.

    It's just a short paragraph, life is so long, the capacity of the brain is limited, and forgetting is to remember more important things.

    Jiang Nuan's mother Luo Chen put her arms around her daughter's shoulder and comforted her: "Are you worried that you have forgotten all the knowledge from the second semester of high school? It doesn't matter, it is very likely that you will suddenly remember it when you read the book. Your father discussed it and asked a special teacher to make it up for you. If you still have an impression, you may be able to pick it up. The next semester starts, and the class teacher will arrange a test for you. If your grades are good, you can continue to read. If the grades are not satisfactory, we will study it again for the next semester as a solid foundation."

    Jiang Nuan glanced at her father, Jiang Huai, who was driving. She knew deeply that he was a saber athlete, and always hoped that her daughter could go to a good university instead of graduating from high school like her father did. After retiring, she lost her athlete. The halo of life, the choice of life is much less.

    "You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to walk step by step. Since you have returned to the same place, if you can't catch up with others when you run, it is better to start from the same place and walk step by step more steadily than others." Jiang Huai opened his mouth.

    Jiang Nuan turned her face to the side, looked out the window, and whispered, "I don't like reading, I think it's good to go to a sports school and be an athlete."

    Mother glanced at Jiang Nuan and motioned her to stop mentioning the matter of the sports school. Father Jiang Huai's greatest hope for Jiang Nuan is that she will be able to enter a university seriously.

    When he got home, Jiang Nuan took a hot bath and sat in front of his desk. He suddenly remembered what Cheng Doudou had said about the white swan in his blog, and hurried to his parents' study.

    In their home, computers are strictly controlled. Afraid that Jiang Nuan's addiction to the Internet will affect his studies, his parents usually lock the door of the study, but they never imagined that there is a place outside called "Internet Cafe".

    The mother who was preparing the evening hot pot in the kitchen shouted: "Hey, you girl, why do you go to the computer as soon as you come back!"

    "Mom - I have something to confirm! Otherwise, even if the Buddha's light shines, I won't go to heaven!"

    Jiang Nuan originally wanted to log in to his blog, but who knows... the password is wrong!

    Her birthday plus the house number, not right.

    Her student number plus birthday, not right.

    Her parents' birthday month, not right.

    Can't even try it!

    "Forget it!"

    Password try again tomorrow! Take a look at what you've posted today!

    Jiang Nuan searched for herself, and then she saw the blog that made her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys burst - you are a white swan, but I can't bear to eat swan meat, you can give me a piece of feathers.

    Oh my god!

    It's not just hot eyes! It is simply a denial of the sturdy life of the past ten years!

    Can't watch it any longer!

    If she keeps watching, she will lose the courage to live!

    Fortunately, only Doudou and Rao Can know about her blog, and both of them left messages under the blog.

    quack quack quack pea: hee hee, as soon as Master Nuan came out, he went bald and the swans were hairless!

    The fairy of the Nile: Leaps only eat swan meat, let's eat roast duck.

    And an ID she had never seen before also left a sentence: I would rather you always be an ugly duckling who doesn't grow up.

    "Nima, the ugly duckling who never grows up? This person has a grudge against me!"

    The ugly duckling will never become a white swan when it grows up.

    This is the same as cursing that the little green worm can never break its cocoon and become a butterfly... Of course, it may just be an ugly moth after breaking its cocoon.

    Jiang Nuan immediately turned off the computer, and she was no longer in the mood to retrieve the password.

    At this time, the mother in the kitchen shouted: "Xiao Nuan, do me a favor and put the tableware and chopsticks."

    Jiang Nuan turned off the computer, cleaned up his mood, and walked out, looking at the table full of lamb slices, beef slices, tofu, fish balls, and vegetables, dumbfounded.

    "Mom! It's just our family of three, what are you doing with so many dishes!"

    Even if you want to make up for her, it's not like this!

    "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Today Lu Ran came back from the imperial capital. His father has to work overtime to prepare for the club fencing league at this stop, and his mother will not come back from her training until tomorrow. Lu Ran will have dinner with our family tonight. "

    Jiang Nuan was holding the bowl and almost slipped.

    "Lu... Lu Ran is coming to our house for dinner?"

    "What's the matter with you? Lu Ran came to our house for dinner before, weren't you very happy?"

    "I... am I happy?"

    Why should I be happy?

    "Also, it was Lu Ran who took you out of the pond this time. We are really grateful to him. If it wasn't for him, the doctor said that if it was a little later, you would be gone." Luo Chen put the stewed tube bone soup When they brought it up, this was their hot pot soup base, and then gave Jiang Nuan a serious look, "When people come, remember to say thank you to them. You don't know how scary it was at that time. The children on the shore. I cried, a few adults were in a hurry and didn't know where you were, only Lu Ran jumped down to find you without saying a word."

    "The pond is not deep... I remember it seems to be one meter eight..."

    "Not deep? Not deep, it's more than your height! You can't even climb up! Lu Ran pushed you up, and you were unconscious. Originally, Lu Ran was going to the imperial capital for confrontation training that afternoon, but you got pneumonia. , the hospital said that your high fever will not go down and your brain will be broken. Your father and I are both blinded. It was Lu Ran who stayed with us for two days. Line up for payment, food and water for you. They are all teenage children. Lu Ran is really sensible."

    Hearing this, Jiang Nuan was surprised.

    Because she always felt that Lu Ran was the kind of guy who was very indifferent to other people's affairs, but she didn't expect that he would save her. Of course, everyone's life is at stake, and they are all classmates, so it's not impossible to see death, but Jiang Nuan didn't expect that her parents would be with her in the hospital for two days.

    At this moment, the doorbell rang, Jiang Nuan's heart trembled, and she saw her mother rushing to the door with a warm voice: "Lu Ran is here! Come in! Are you tired of coming back from the imperial capital for the New Year?"

    "Thank you auntie, I'm fine, not tired."

    In the moist and warm hot pot, Lu Ran's voice has a calm and restrained voice that does not belong to this age, just like the wind blowing through the treetops in winter, with pieces of ice ridges hitting one after another cold voice, once it cracks, The warmth of another world will flow in.

    "Where's your luggage?"

    "Let's go home."

    Lu Ran was standing at the door changing his slippers. At this time, Jiang Nuan could only see the top of his head.

    Because of his fencing practice, he is taller than the other boys in his grade, typical of long arms and long legs. Female classmates who like to watch Korean dramas are full of fantasies about Lu Ran's long legs.

    He is putting his head down and putting his shoes into the shoe cabinet. From this angle, Jiang Nuan can just see his straight nose and slightly upward lashes.

    Lu Ran's eyelashes are very long, but they are not feminine. On the contrary, they make his neat facial features appear much softer.

    "Oops! I boiled rice wine and stewed eggs! I almost forgot!"

    As soon as mother walked away, there was no more shelter between Jiang Nuan and Lu Ran.

    Lu Ran was wearing a dark-colored knee-length coat, and even casual slacks, Jiang Nuan could imagine that the lines of his calf must be smooth and powerful.

    The smoky gray and white woolen collar seemed to be a little short, and it only went around the neck, and the strong chin was buried in the collar, which gave him a little boyish temperament.

    The words from my blog flashed in my mind - you are a white swan, but I am reluctant to eat swan meat, you can give me a piece of feathers.

    Jiang Nuan took a step back, but Lu Ran just raised his head. There was not much turbulence in those clear eyes. He took off his coat indifferently and hung it on the hanger by the door.

    "Are you ill?" His voice was still cold from the north.

    "Ah... um, alright..."

    "Can you do homework during the winter vacation?" Lu Ran turned his back to her, his voice light.

    "No, the things I learned in high school are returned to the teacher." Jiang Nuan licked his lower lip, guessing that Lu Ran was about to start stabbing the knife again.

    Not afraid not afraid, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

    But more than ten seconds passed without hearing Lu Ran's voice. As soon as Jiang Nuan raised his eyes, he found that Lu Ran was leaning towards him.

    "Which teacher can teach you."

    "What?" Jiang Nuan subconsciously took a half step back.

    But Lu Ran got closer and whispered in her ear, "Except me."

    "Ah?" His breath was warm when he spoke, completely different from his cold voice just now.

    "Not to the teacher, but to me." Lu Ran glanced at Jiang Nuan and walked to the kitchen, "Aunt Luo, I'll serve you the rice wine."

    like a hallucination.

    Jiang Nuan swallowed, it seems that Rao Can said that Lu Ran was a plug-in she got into in the science class, wasn't it made up?

    "Oh, leave it to me here. Just go and sit, and I'll bake you a patty, and you'll have a pad for your stomach."

    Jiang Nuan touched her chin. Could it be that she had paid for the phone bill as a gift, or she had just been discharged from the hospital after recovering from a serious illness, and her mother did not cook her braised pork, but baked a meat pie for Lu Ran?

    Lu Ran helped Jiang Nuan's mother put the rice wine pot on the table.

    Jiang Nuan's father also finished the phone call and came over from the balcony to eat.

    "Oh! Lu Ran is here! I heard that in this practice match, you almost won Jianming! It's incredible, and the future generations are terrifying."

    Jian Ming was the first student of his father Jiang Huai, and he was also the most proud of him. He was the Sabre Champion of the National Collegiate Fencing League, and was also selected to participate in the Youth Olympic Games.

    Jiang Nuan lowered his head and underestimated a sentence in a low voice: "I almost won, but I lost. Why is it still 'fearful for future generations'."

    "The speed of conciseness is very fast, and the distance control of stepping back and defensive counterattack is worth learning from."

    "He has more actual combat experience than you. I watched the video of your practice match. It's beyond my expectation that you can suppress him for so long." Jiang Nuan's father poured a glass of rice wine and held the cup with Lu Ran, "You Where's your father? Did he put pressure on you again?"

    "It's not a pressure, it's just asking me to analyze the reason why I lost to Jane."

    "Is it the reason for every sword? A lot of things in this world can't be achieved without hard work and seriousness, and it takes time."

    The two chatted, which made Jiang Nuan a little envious.Lu Ran practiced the sword with her father. They had a lot of topics, but her father didn't teach her much.This feeling made Jiang Nuan sour.

    When she was a child, Jiang Nuan's father was the object of her showing off. He once won the championship at the World Championships and also won the bronze medal at the Olympic Games.

    But as she grew up little by little, Jiang Nuan stopped showing off to others, because such a father refused to teach Jiang Nuan fencing, insisting that she study hard every day and get into a good university, but instead devoted herself to Lu RanDo your best.

    Jiang Nuan knew that part of her previous disgust with Lu Ran was also due to envy.

    Turning his face to the side, Lu Ran looked good even when he was eating hot pot, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be dyed in ink, with a touch of tenderness.

    Don't look!No matter how good-looking it is, it is not on my own face!

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