After a long time, Lin Yujing thought of her high school career and Chen Juan, he would think of this day uncontrollably.

As winter comes, the coolness whirrs into the window and door. The air conditioner is not turned on, and the room is cold.

Chen's fingers and lips were cold. When he touched the skin, he wanted to tremble. His other hand squeezed her as if comforting her neck.

Lin Yujing was surrounded by gentleness.

She closed her eyes and quickly adjusted her emotions. She felt his fingers, his breath, his smell, mixed with disinfectant water and tobacco, and felt a chaotic sense of cleanliness.

She opened her eyes, Chen Juan was looking at her, leaning back and pulling a little distance away, moving her hand away from the back of her neck, and rubbing her hair.

He was not in good condition, with a faint blue-black foundation of his eyes, his eyelids slightly drooping, and he was a little tired.

She didn't pay attention just now.

Lin Yuxing raised his hand and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. It took only a few minutes to control his at a loss and almost desperate state just now.

She cleared her hoarse voice, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Have you gone to the hospital? My uncle still..."

She was halfway through her speech and stopped.

Chen Juan raised his hand and touched her red eyes: "Not very good, I actually couldn't imagine how bad it would be. He has been lying for a long time, his immunity is lower than normal, his body itself is not very good, his lungs are infected, and his heart begins to fail."

Lin Yu sat in shock and stiffly, opened his mouth and couldn't speak, his lips turned white, and he didn't know what to say.

Chen Juan continued: "I met Nie Xinghe."

Lin Yu's neck hair was blown up after shock. Nie Xinghe's existence was completely beyond the maximum range she could accept. Even when she heard this name, she felt cold all over her body.

"Are he going to do something bad again? Did he say anything to you?" She nervously grabbed his hand, "Don't listen to whatever he says, don't be affected."

"I won't be affected so easily by anyone. Don't worry about this," Chen Juan rubbed his forehead with one hand, and his fingers slid down her soft hair, wrapped around the ends of her hair, pulled a lock of it, wrapped around the tips of his fingers, and played with it. "I'm telling you this because I want you to know that I can tell you anything."

Lin Yu was stunned.

Chen Jiao lowered his eyes, his voice a little tired and hoarse: "So too, what makes you happy or unhappy, as long as you tell me, I will listen."

Lin Yu was shocked and didn't say anything.

She could not tell Chen Juan at all.

Lin Yujing has been like this since she was a child. She is not good at confiding and has become accustomed to it. It is not something that can be changed just by changing.

And after Shen Juan told her this, she couldn't speak even more.

He also had many things, including his uncle and Nie Xinghe, who were pressing him one by one. She didn't want him to let him go. If she added her, she had to deal with her own affairs by herself, and there was no reason to leave it to him to take care of it.

What's more, the conflicts and problems between her and Lin Zhi were not just because of a tiredness.

He has his things, and she has them, like a small, scaled table, the importance of everything, at least so far, is ahead of "their relationship".

No one can abandon life itself and live whatever he wants.

At least not now.

Lin Yuzhi took a deep breath and stood up: "I'm leaving."

Chen Juan didn't say anything, looked straight at her, her eyes dark.

Lin Yu pursed his lips in shock and whispered: "You go to bed early, and you will have to sleep when I leave. Don't stay up late."

Chen Juan still didn't say anything. He touched the cigarette box from the coffee table, knocked out one, and bit it in his mouth.

The black eyelashes pressed down and I couldn't see my emotions clearly.

Lin Yu sniffed in surprise and turned around and walked out.

Chen Juan raised her head and watched her walk to the door, opened the door, grinded her teeth with cigarettes twice, then took them off, and threw them aside.

Chen Juan was so angry that he laughed out loud.

He felt that he had used all his patience to explore her world bit by bit, but still could not knock her shell open.

Every time, when he thought he had succeeded, she shrank back.

"Lin Yu was shocked," he raised his eyes, leaned back, leaning against the armrest of the sofa, "Are you going to push me out for the rest of your life?"

Lin Yu was shocked, turned around, looked at him, and suddenly called him: "Chen Jue."

"I might be going home."

Chen Ren narrowed his eyes.

"I'm going home." Lin Yu repeated shockedly.

Chen Juan finally realized something, raised his fingers unconsciously, sat up straight, and stared at her deeply: "What do you mean?"

"It means that you may have to change your deskmate and have a long-distance relationship. When it comes to graduation," Lin Yujing wanted to try hard to make his voice sound lighter, "In fact, it hasn't been a long time, at most a year... and a half?"

Chen Juan understood.

What she had before was abnormal at the school gate, what she wanted to say today, and what she wanted to say.

In fact, he must have noticed it long ago.

Chen Jue closed his eyes: "I don't agree."

Lin Yujing said softly: "Boyfriend, there are some things you can't decide, and I can't. Just think I used the chance you gave me in advance."

"I am not very brave. I often want to escape. I don't know if I will be lost one day."

Lin Yu was startled and continued, "But I remember what you said."

Chen Juan looked at her, his eyes were a little muddy, and his voice was hoarse: "What are you talking about?"

"You can allow me to leave for a while, but you will pull me back," she blinked, holding back her tears and didn't fall. "You can't abandon me, you won't let go."

When Lin Yu was shocked, no one was there, Meng Weiguo and Guan Xiangmei were not there, Fu Mingxiu returned to school in the afternoon, and she went upstairs and sat on the bed with her eyes empty.

From the moment she saw Chen Juan, all the lost reason Lin Yujing began to recover, and she slowly calmed down.

She knew Lin Zhi's strength and stubbornness better than anyone else.

She couldn't be more stubborn than her.

It is easy for her to help her get a transfer, custody, and take her away.

What can a sixteen-year-old girl do? Is she hysterical resistance? Is she going on a hunger strike? Is she rushing to school and running away from home?

There is nothing to do.

Actually, calm down and think about it, things are not that bad.

She is now in her second year of high school, and she has transferred to school, spent the second semester of her second year of high school, and passed the third year of high school.

It only takes one and a half years at most.

Lin Yujing couldn't anger Lin Zhi now. Lin Zhi's current opposition was just because she was young and what she asked was that she must focus on now. No matter what, as long as it was possible to delay her grades, she would stop it.

But once the quarrel with Lin Zhi is like this, not only will there be no result, will Lin Zhi begin to oppose Chen Juan?

Don't act irresponsible.

She must be temporarily convinced now.

It's just a year and a half, it's no big deal. They have mobile phones, videos, and meet on weekends and winter and summer vacations.

None of these are the problems. The reason why Lin Yujing resisted so much was because she felt uneasy.

It took a year and a half to say it is too long or too short. For her, it is simply too long.

She had no confidence that she could maintain this fragile connection between distances. She didn't know whether Chen Juan could persist, and she didn't even know what she would be like a year and a half later.

Lin Yujing closed his eyes and touched his cell phone from the bed. He looked around aimlessly for a long time before he reached Lin Zhi's cell phone number.

She turned over and Lin Zhi answered quickly, and she was quiet and there was no sound.

"I've thought about it," Lin Yujing said softly, "I don't want to live with my dad either. I'll go back with you."

Lin Zhi sounded a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to figure it out so quickly."

"Do I have a choice?" Lin Yujing asked calmly.

Lin Zhi was silent for a while and whispered: "Xiaoyu, you may blame me or hate me now. I admit that as a mother over the years, I have not fulfilled my responsibilities, but I am your mother after all, and I cannot sit idly by."

"I have been young, and many things will fade. You will find that things that are exciting now. Over time, you will find that there is nothing that will never be forgotten. When you meet a better boy in the future, you will find how naive your persistence was when you were young."

Lin Yujing lay flat on the bed, quiet for a moment.

"Well," she said, "I get it."

Lin Yujing didn't expect Lin Zhi to be so fast, as if she was afraid that she would go back on her regret.

She quickly explained her purpose to Meng Weiguo. At first, Meng Weiguo pretended to have a big fight with her, but of course he did not refuse, so the matter was settled.

Lin Yujing was kicked over like a ball, and then kicked over.

When she thought of this metaphor, she even wanted to laugh a little, and she didn't even feel sad.

I can't even cry anymore.

The custody procedures did not come out so quickly, Lin Zhi first helped her go to school to complete a series of procedures for transferring schools.

Lin Yu was shocked and did not show up throughout the whole process.
To be continued...