Chapter 50: I waited for her for ten years

Jiang Beiyuan broke off her hand impatiently and turned around.
When he touched the bottom line, his eyes were very cold and cold, the Sichuan character pattern between his long eyebrows was heavy, and the hostility all over his body surged and stretched out a little bit.
"I explicitly rejected you a long time ago. I said that I will never be able to tell you. Instead of wasting time on someone who will never like you, it is better to look farther and look around. people."
Zhang Fan in the same department has always admired Yu Lili.
Jiang Beiyuan knew about this, and Yu Lili knew about it herself.
But feelings are like this, you don’t like people who like you;
People who don't like you, you think it is a treasure, a dazzling star in the sky, clearly out of reach, but they want to follow.
"But I like you for seven years! Seven years! Do you know how important seven years is to a woman? I am 27 this year. From my sophomore year to now, all my youth is given to you! Why are you suddenly Just married? Married a woman who has nothing to do with you?!"
"Who told you that I have nothing to do with her?"
Jiangbeiyuan's voice is hanging in the cold.
He turned against the light.
His slender figure seems to be buried in a large shadow.
It was an unexplainable pain, but a long-term injury appeared on his cold face.
"I have waited for her for ten years, and I will not wait for her for another ten years."
"Now, she is Mrs. Jiang, and I am married. If you have a moral conscience in your heart, stop pestering a married man."
After this sentence, Jiang Beiyuan left.
The light and shadow were mottled, and his stalwart back dragged on the ground, and a long shadow fell, revealing frustration and determination.
Yu Lili slowly squatted down, squatting on the ground, crying silently.
She liked Jiang Beiyuan for seven years, but felt that it seemed as long as seventy years had passed.
I still remember the first time I saw Jiang Beiyuan, it was the third day she went to study at Oxford University.
Before meeting him, she also wondered what the person she liked would be like.
Or a well-mannered scholar, graceful and clean, the slender joints are almost transparent when exposed to sunlight.
Or maybe the second generation of wealthy family, romantic and suave, but born with an upside-down face.
Otherwise, the tall and thin seniors in the university may not be so outstanding in appearance or temperament, but they are knowledgeable, knowledgeable, calm in life, and understand what she really wants.
It turns out that everything cannot be said perfectly, because you never know what will happen next second.
After class that day, she walked in the direction of the dormitory, and several boys of all kinds came to meet her.
She saw Jiang Beiyuan on the far right at a glance.
He was dressed in white clothes, like snow, in a cold and cold posture, but clean and clear.
He is copying his pocket with one hand, walking without squinting, eyebrows are like pale ink, and his temperament is unique and precious, as if the place he passes by, he will give birth to a lonely cliff with more snow and frost and ice flowers.
The boys beside him were hooking shoulders and joking, but he was alone, not talking or agreeing.
At that time, she was thinking, what kind of boy is this?
It is so scorching, but there is no wave of coldness in his eyes, as if he doesn't care about all the people and things around him.
But since that day, his figure has occupied her whole mind and heart.
It turns out that I like a person, not so many rules.
Just bright is enough.
So far, she has seen so many boys of all stripes, but Jiang Beiyuan has only seen this kind of brilliance.
She has fallen.
The fascination with a person lasts for seven years.
How long can the love that has no return at all last?
Just give up like that?
Also, I can't bear to waste the light and shadow of these seven years.