On the day when the postgraduate entrance examination ended, Nan Ge was still in a daze when he came out of the examination room.

She didn't feel relieved. She walked out with the flow of people. Except for the footsteps, she couldn't hear any noise around her. It seemed that no one spoke the whole time.

Until she saw Shen Yanqing.

The man was wearing a coat and the gray scarf she had given him before. He caught her petite figure in the vast sea of ​​people at a glance, stretched out his hand and waved it in the air a few times.

Nan Ge ran towards him and threw herself into his arms.

"It's over, it's over, I feel like I failed the exam." She couldn't control her emotions any longer, and pressed her forehead against his heart, bumping it gently.

"How come."

Shen Yanqing protected her in his arms, fearing that passers-by would bump into her. He patted her back and comforted her: "Don't think about it after the exam. Just wait for the results. Believe in yourself."

After being comforted for a long time, Nan Ge's mood improved a little.

On the way back, Nan Ge sat in the passenger seat and stared blankly at the strawberry candied haws in his hand.

Shen Yanqing glanced sideways, "Don't you want to eat?"

She held it up and looked at it for almost half an hour.

How can Nan Ge think about eating now? She put down her hand and turned her gaze, "Tell me, what should I do if I don't pass the exam? Will there be World War II? That would be too hard..."

Before Shen Yanqing could answer, she said to herself: "But after preparing for so long, I would be a little unwilling to just let it go."

The man held her hand with one free hand and said nothing more, just four words: "I will pass the exam."

Nan Ge tilted her head, Shen Yanqing believed her.

Believe in her more than herself.

That night, Nan Ge, who had been suffering from insomnia for three consecutive days, finally had a good sleep and had a dreamless night.

After the winter vacation began, as soon as Nan Ge returned to Jiangcheng, she received a call from Lao Yu, asking her to go out for dinner.

There are not many people in the Japanese restaurant at this time, so it is quiet and perfect for sitting down with friends to have a drink and chat.

"Why are you so depressed?" Lao Yu poured her a glass of sake. Although he asked this, he knew in his heart what Nan Ge was thinking, "Didn't he finish the exam? Why are you still so nervous?"

Nan Ge held his face and sighed: "The results of the preliminary test will be available in one month."

"What do you have to worry about? Mr. Shen has been tutoring you throughout the whole process. How can you still fail the exam?"

"What if?" Nan Ge was never so anxious during the college entrance examination.

"Then come back next year." Old Yu picked up the food calmly, "If it doesn't work out, change the goal."

Nan Ge rolled his eyes, "That's easy to say. Can my brother agree?"

Old Fish: "Kneel down and beg him."

Nan Ge: "..."

——

Nan Ge didn't have an easy time during this winter vacation. Nan Zhe deliberately diverted her attention and brought her to the company to do odd jobs.

I was busy at the end of the year, so after following Nan Zhe to socialize six times in two days, Nan Ge ran away directly.

She felt that it was easier when her attention was not diverted.

After the official holiday of the company, Nanzhe took Nange to the capital again to visit his uncle, and by the way, he took a look at the house that Nange had just renovated.

The furniture hadn't been brought in yet, and the apartment was small but fairly spacious. Nanzhe looked at it all the way and was quite satisfied.

Nan Gezi carefully took a few photos and sent them to Shen Yanqing.

"Why didn't Shen Yanqing come here with you?" My uncle came a little late because he had something to do. His cheeks were rosy, and you could tell at a glance that he had just finished drinking and didn't know which game he had just gotten off.

"He has been busy with the wedding room these two days." Nan Ge put the phone in his pocket, turned around and pointed at the wall beside him, and communicated with the designer again.

"When is your wedding?"

The uncle was so drunk that he squinted his eyes and thought about it for a while, so he had no choice but to give up.

"August." Nanzhe replied to him, "Didn't I tell you last time? Remember to make time in advance."

The uncle sighed, turned on his cell phone, and muttered: "You have to remember it in the memo."

"I can't remember such an important thing. I'm really old." Nanzhe didn't miss any opportunity to ridicule.

The uncle raised his foot and was about to kick him, "Do you blame me? You said that there are four children in the Nan family, but the top three have not done anything. The youngest got married first. In my memory, Nan Ge was still a child.

You, the elder brother, don’t you want to find a reason?”

Next to her, Nan Ge immediately pricked up her ears, wanting to hear what her brother would say.

Unexpectedly, Nanzhe was silent for a while, but didn't say a word.

My brother-in-law also felt something was wrong, so he leaned over and put his hand on his shoulder and asked: "You are still talking to your girlfriend?"

"We're talking."

"That should be soon, right?"

"There's no rush to get married."

The uncle sneered, "You just point to these words to comfort yourself."

"..."

Only my brother-in-law dared to poke Nanzhe's heart, while Nange didn't dare to speak at this time and could only eavesdrop.

——

This year's Spring Festival is different from last year. Nan Ge moved into the Shen family's old house the night before New Year's Eve.

In the ancestral hall, she knelt on the futon like Shen Yanqing did.

"Slow down, don't fall." Shen Yanqing was shocked when he saw her bend her knees and hit her down, and quickly gave her a hand.

Nan Ge didn't dare to speak here, so she answered whatever Shen Yanqing said, and then followed him to kneel down and offer incense.

After it was over, she asked in a low voice: "Shen Yanqing, is that tablet on the left your grandfather?"

She recognized the name above.

Shen Yanqing helped her get up from the futon and replied with a smile, "Yes. But, he is also your grandfather now."

Years later, Nan Ge took Shen Yanqing and drove to a temple 200 kilometers away to pray for blessings. People said that this place was very spiritual and that she would get results soon. She wanted to seek good luck.

Not to mention the ineffectiveness, Nange caught a cold after coming down from the mountain that day.

Quite serious.

This made Father Shen keep blaming Shen Yanqing, "Why do you have to choose this bad weather to go up the mountain?"

Nan Ge wanted to say that it was actually her idea, but Shen Yanqing didn't give her this chance and silently helped her take the blame.

Nan Ge has been ill for a whole week and is still not recovering.

"Should we go to the hospital to get an injection? It's getting worse as it goes on like this."

After taking the medicine for a week, the condition remained the same, and Shen Yanqing regretted not taking him to the hospital earlier.

"Or should I call the doctor?"

On the bed, Nan Ge was nestled under the quilt. After hearing what he was saying, she raised the cup higher to cover half of her head, and said in a dull voice:

"……no."

"We can't put it off any longer." Shen Yanqing didn't want to listen to her this time.

He made a move to lift the quilt from her body, but Nan Ge let out a cry and held on tightly, refusing to let go.

Shen Yanqing didn't fight her hard. When she turned over, he put his hand into the quilt along the gap on one side, grabbed her waist and lifted her into his arms.

Being held by him, Nan Ge stopped running away and hugged his waist with her backhand, humming, "No, it will be fine soon, why don't you wait~"

Shen Yanqing couldn't laugh or cry, "You are sick, why do you want me to wait?"

"I don't care, I don't care. If you take me for an injection, I'll be angry." Nan Ge's head was groggy and she couldn't talk to him, so she could only act coquettishly.
Chapter completed!